Chapter 632: The Death of Little Stool
"Don't!"
Seeing the hideous look on Yun Qi's face, Lu Zhanyan shouted at the same time, and even more desperately protected Tian Hu behind him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
It's just that at this time, she is already highly poisonous, and her strength can't play half a point at all, so how can she resist that Yunqi?
Immediately dragged aside by his inexplicable words, I saw Yun Qi's hand knife swing slightly, accompanied by a flash of Sen Ran sword, and a puddle of blood immediately flew out of the throat of Tian Hu on the opposite side.
Obviously, Tian Hu couldn't have imagined that although he had a grudge with his senior brother Yunqi, he still got along with his classmates for more than ten years after all, and now he would be so determined to kill himself!
I saw that his eyes were full of incredulity looking at each other, and finally with the light in it, it gradually shrank until it dimmed, and his head was completely silent!
"Tian Hu!"
Lu Zhanyan yelled and pounced.
has always been in the Shangqing Palace, except for the master who treats him as if he was his own, this little stool Tian Hu can be said to have the best personal relationship with him.
And now that he has fallen in front of him, Lu Zhanyan's heart is almost completely broken!
"I'm fighting with you!"
Picking up the long sword in Tian Hu's hand, Lu Zhanyan jumped over like crazy to fight with that Yunqi.
At this time, where did Lu Zhanyan still have the slightest original down-and-out generosity? The murderous aura was as if she was a crazy female tiger, and her shots were full of life-fighting moves, obviously to die with that Yunqi!
And that Yunqi didn't dare to face Lu Zhanyan's edge for a while, and desperately avoided it, so that when the two of them chased and fled in this room, they still didn't distinguish the winner.
"That's it!"
Murong Bo on the side had a trace of impatience in his eyes, and he was already lined up on Lu Zhanyan's back with a wave of his hand.
"Murong Bo!"
Seeing that the light in Lu Zhanyan's eyes gradually dimmed and fell to the ground, Yun Qi immediately roared angrily and wanted to fight with him!
"It's okay! She's just holding her breath for a while!"
Murong Bo snorted lightly and said. It's just that in my heart, I can't help but start thinking about it lively.
To say that this Lu Zhanyan not only has an excellent appearance and a beautiful figure, but even his identity is extremely special, and he is very favored by the people of the Shangqing Palace, if he can cook raw rice into cooked rice and achieve a good thing, even if the Shangqing Palace Lord wants to raise the master and ask for guilt, I'm afraid he won't be able to pull down his face, right?
"Murong Bo, we agreed before, join forces to deal with that cold wind, but this Lu Zhanyan is mine!"
As if seeing Murong Bo's thoughts, Yunqi couldn't help but say in a deep voice.
"How can it?"
Murong Bo smiled awkwardly and then said.
"Even if you are unbearable, you still know that your friend's wife cannot be bullied, so you will definitely not attack her, not to mention that Brother Yun categorically killed the Yang family, and even the old and young women and children did not let go, obviously for this Miss Lu, right?"
Speaking of this, Murong Bo couldn't help but sigh and said.
"I have to say that although Miss Yang is also knowledgeable and reasonable, her appearance is also first-class, but compared with this Miss Lu, she is still more than one grade behind!"
Listening to the faint hint of sarcasm in Murong Bo's words, a touch of gloom flashed on Yunqi's face, but after confirming that Lu Zhanyan really just closed his breath and was not in any big trouble, the big stone in his heart put it down and snorted and said.
"I hope you remember your promise today, otherwise Yun will not let you go even if he is a ghost!"
As soon as the words fell, he had already picked up Lu Zhanyan horizontally, and then strode out.
"Humph!"
Taking a deep look at the back of the clouds, Murong Bo sneered and said.
"Let's make you proud for a few days, and after cleaning up the cold wind, it's not too late to find you! At that time, don't say it's Mrs. Ruyu's stunner, even this Lu Zhanyan will be taken in by the young master to warm the bed!"
Thinking of this, his gaze swept slightly, but he saw the flying sword that Tian Hu was holding originally!
This Tian Hu has always been deeply loved by the palace master, not only is his ability to teach him, but even the flying sword is in excellent condition, not to mention that it is extremely rare in this Shangqing Palace even in the entire continent.
For this ownerless thing, Murong Bo naturally would not refuse, and with a slight flip of his palm, a suction force had burst out, and he instantly took the flying sword in his hand and then collected it in his arms, and finally left satisfied.
I'm talking about Chiba Island!
For several days, Meng Mengke was not idle, and after surveying the landform of the whole island, he began to arrange the formation on the island.
According to this Meng Meng, not only should the safety of this Chiba Island be arranged like an iron bucket, and no one should want to touch this island, but also the power of luck on this island should be exerted to the extreme, so that this Chiba Island can be passed on for generations.
In Leng Feng's view, this luck theory is still an intangible thing that cannot be touched after all, so he can't figure out whether this Meng Meng is bragging.
However, in the arrangement of the formation on this island, Leng Feng really admired this scholar who looked down-and-out!
The Ecstasy Array, the Demon Dance Array, the Hell Yama Array, and other ancient powerful formations that Cold Wind had never heard of at all, could be said to be constantly standing out in the hands of this guy, and the power made Cold Wind couldn't help but be amazed, and there was no duplicate at all, and the depth of knowledge in the hills and ravines in his chest could be seen.
Originally, the power of these ancient famous arrays was enough to make people look sideways, but under the ingenious arrangement of Meng Meng, it was a large array with a small array, and a small array with a death array, and there was a dead door in the door of life, and there was an infinite killing machine in the door of death, which could be said to be a series of bursts of sympathy for each other but mutual restraint, life and death and life and death were endless, making people unpredictable.
So much so that during this period of time, Leng Feng and Na Meng Meng arranged the formation together, and they also felt that they had benefited a lot, and after some verification with the Great Gathering Spirit Mantra in their hearts, they also benefited a lot!
However, after the cold wind stepped out of his room on this day, he felt a trace of heaviness in his heart inexplicably, as if something was about to happen, and the spiritual platform that was originally as quiet as an ancient well without waves was now churning endlessly.
After playing a set of Tai Chi, he found that Meng Meng had just walked out of his room, and to Leng Feng's surprise, the other party's face was also extremely bad.
"It's weird!"
Originally, according to Meng Meng's habit, the first thing he did after getting up was to play a few rounds of Tai Chi and then ask Leng Feng for advice, but today he obviously didn't have such interest, and after sitting on the side and pouring a cup of tea and drinking it dry, he couldn't help but shake his head and said.
"When I got up today, I felt an inexplicable depression in my heart, as if something was going to happen in the dark, I originally wanted to divinate myself, but my mind was even more troubled, so that I couldn't count it!"
Now Leng Feng no longer dares to have the slightest contempt for this Meng Meng, how can he not see that this seemingly weak scholar must be a hidden master of the world?
And Leng Feng also understands that like the two of them, their strength has reached a certain level, or after the study of a certain aspect has reached the point of perfection, then it will naturally be the mind to communicate with the heaven and earth, and invisibly understand the operating rules hidden between the heaven and the earth, so if something is going to happen, then it will naturally produce a wave of induction.
It's just that, seeing Meng Meng's troubled and troubled face, Leng Feng also understands that in such a situation, instead of worrying in his heart, it is better to let go of his mind and respond to all changes without change!
Thinking of this, he got up and said.
"Sir, come on, let's take a look and see if your skills have been rusty these days?"
Seeing Leng Feng's sincere invitation, Meng Meng couldn't help but smile.
He also saw the unspoken meaning of the cold wind, and immediately put aside the boredom in his heart and got up and came to the opposite side of the cold wind.
To say that this push is not unique to Tai Chi, in the gossip, Xingyi and other internal boxing are necessary homework, although the requirements are similar, but to the extreme is also the same way.
Soon, when the two sides were coming and going, Meng Meng could clearly feel the changes in the strength of the other party's moves through the contact of the skin, and an invisible realization began to surge into his heart.
Originally, many of the changes that I still understood were sluggish, but now they have begun to open up through the pusher, which is much more vivid and intuitive than the ordinary thousands of explanations.
Immediately, while being grateful in his heart, he no longer dwelled on the previous feelings, and began to figure out the changes in this fist with all his heart, and soon immersed himself in it. (To be continued.) )