There was no wind.

Not even a hint of wind can drift in here, whether it's cold or warm.

The little goblin's palms were already dripping with cold sweat, and she was nervous.

The folding fan in the palm of the hand slowly stretched out and opened gently, and each piece of bamboo suddenly showed a sharp edge.

The edge of the dagger.

Eight short swords suddenly appeared.

The fan waved, but the person did not move, and the chill was imminent.

"Good weapon."

The third prince sneered, "Can the spear god recognize this?" ”

"It is said that only the Xiaoyao fan has this attainment, and other fans don't seem to have it."

The third prince nodded, his face full of arrogance.

"This is one of the Seven Treasures of the Dragon Palace, I wonder if it's true?"

The third prince smiled coldly, staring coldly at the gun, the pitch-black gun, "That's right, this weapon is only once in the world, and it is a rare treasure." ”

"So this weapon doesn't kill people often?"

"Yes, many people don't want to die under this weapon."

"You just found me?"

The third prince nodded, "Yes, of course." ”

The little goblin was surprised, this person had just recognized Wusheng, so why didn't he make a move?

"You didn't make a move just now, because the folding fan in your hand is not a free fan?"

"Yes." The third prince stared at the fan, his face already showing a look of ridicule, "You think that if you hide in the water, I won't be able to detect it?" ”

Wusheng suddenly fell, and struggled to get up, standing like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

"Now that you have a free fan in your hand, are you sure of killing me?"

The third prince stared at Wusheng's hand, staring at the hand holding the gun.

The hand was pale and almost bloodless, almost with the kind of strength that no one should have, but it was vaguely calm and steady, without a trace of trembling.

He did not despise this hand, and he did not dare to despise it.

"I know the prestige of the gun god in the rivers and lakes, so I have to be careful." The folding fan in his palm slowly stopped, "Your gun is not less murderous, and many famous swordsmen of this generation in the rivers and lakes seem to have been killed by you." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"The sword god Jin Yubo is an exception."

Silent without life.

"Why didn't you kill him?" The third prince stared coldly at Wusheng's cheeks, and the chill in his eyes was already fluttering, "You don't seem to want to find this person?" ”

Silent without life.

He didn't want to face this problem, he really wanted to kill the sword god Jin Yubo, but he couldn't do it.

A sword god who was driven crazy by his family environment, no matter how powerful the sword in his hand was, he couldn't make him shoot, his gun would never kill such a person, and he would not find such a person to duel.

Dueling with this kind of person does not bring pleasure and excitement to yourself, nor can you have a trace of pleasure or excitement.

The third prince's eyes were even more sneering, "I know why you didn't kill Jin Yubo?" ”

"You know?"

The third prince nodded, "You didn't kill Jin Yubo because he was crazy, and you would never find a crazy Jin Yubo to duel." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"But why did you duel an old man?" The third prince stared coldly at Wusheng, and his eyes were already full of resentment and resentment.

Silent without life.

He didn't understand, who was the old man he was talking about? What kind of old man is it? Or is it some of his relatives?

He didn't ask about that, he was used to not asking, and he didn't bother to ask.

Many things in the rivers and lakes are not said with their mouths, and they can only be solved with their hands and hands, especially the blood debts in the rivers and lakes, not to mention the mouth, but with the blood of the enemy.

So he didn't want to talk more, and he didn't want to grind his teeth more.

But the goblin asked, "What old man did he kill?" ”

The third prince stared at the Xiaoyao fan and said coldly, "Dragon King." ”

The little goblin stared at the third prince in surprise, "Are you sure he killed the Dragon King?" ”

The third prince was silent.

Silence is silence, and silence is the best answer.

The little goblin suddenly stared at lifeless eyes.

The dark eyes were hollow, without a trace of emotion, as if they were too lazy to have emotion.

She said word by word, "You really killed the Dragon King?" ”

She had heard the story of Wusheng, a god of guns who was keen on dueling, and if he didn't go to someone to duel for a day, he would go crazy and not know how to live.

For such a person, the only reason to kill the Dragon King is to duel.

"You're looking for a duel with the Dragon King?"

Silent without life.

He was silent, and silence was answering, a simple, direct, and effective answer.

"I don't believe it." The corners of the little goblin's mouth already showed a sad color, "He won't kill the Dragon King, he will never find an old man to duel." ”

When she said this, she didn't think so in her heart.

What she was thinking in her heart was another statement, a person who can't find someone to duel may find it difficult to control himself, that kind of loneliness and loneliness is not something that normal people can endure, he will definitely find a dragon king to duel.

The third prince suddenly stopped looking at Wusheng, but at the little goblin, "You really want to go out?" Isn't it? ”

The leprechaun nodded and smiled.

Apple-like cheeks become more rosy and attractive, and whoever looks at them can't help but pick and enjoy them.

There was no trace of wanting to pick on the third prince's face, nor did he have a trace of enjoyment.

"Good." He clapped his hands gently.

In the dark cave, a few people have appeared, a few people dressed in straw leaves, their cheeks are covered with daunting patterns, this pattern seems to be a demon, as if it is a ghost, as if it is a fairy, as if it is a demon, as if it is a demon, as if it is a Buddha, and as if it is a Tao,...... As if it were nothing, and as if it were nothing.

They carried in their hands several very beautiful clothes, maidens' clothes.

Spring-like clothes are worn on the spring-like girl's body, and everything looks extremely fresh and charming, and even more attractive.

The little goblin chose a set of pale green clothes, as light as soft grass.

She stared at the third prince, her expression full of gratitude, "You want to let me out?" ”

The third prince was silent.

He nodded at the men, who suddenly turned around and walked towards the cave, the pitch black cavern, their bodies slowly submerged in the darkness.

The few people slowly disappeared before he turned his head and stared at the little goblin, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

The goblins don't understand.

The third prince didn't explain anything, but he was already staring at Wusheng, "The Dragon King duel with you and died, so I must also duel with you." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"But not here."

"Where are you going?"

"Dragon King Temple."

The third prince stretched out his hand and saluted, "Please." ”

He slowly walked towards the dark cavern, and Wusheng followed, and the goblin held Wusheng's hand tightly.

She's scary, but she's also excited.

She didn't know how many roads she walked, whether it was a detour, or a narrow road, or an overpass, or a single tree, or a river,......。

Different places, the same pitch black.

There was no light, no wind, only pitch black, and the darkness was lonely and disgusting.

The little goblin hadn't gone far, her body had no strength, and she felt extremely tired, and she looked at Wusheng.

Wusheng picked her up and walked like a stone statue to the front.

She kissed Wusheng softly on the cheek, "Are you tired?" ”

Silent without life.

When he walked across the Jiuqu Bridge, the third prince already had a lamp in his hand.

Oil lamp.

He went into a room, and it was pitch black.

More than a dozen old men who were going to die at any time suddenly stood solemnly, facing the third prince, their expressions nervous and fierce.

The third prince stretched out his hand and handed them a key, and they took it, turned around, and stood motionless.

They stood there as if they were dead.

The third prince did not look at them anymore, and continued to walk, holding the oil lamp, until finally he came to a small room.

The house had no windows, only a door.

When they came in, the door was suddenly closed, and it was closed by themselves, and the third prince did not close it, nor did the little goblin close it, and Wusheng did not close it.

The third prince suddenly blew out the oil lamp.

By this time the room had changed, as if it were floating, as if it were swimming, as if it were spinning, as if it were not moving.

The leprechaun only felt that he was about to run out of breath.

The third prince stood motionless, and they also stood motionless, about half a time after the incense burner.

The door opened suddenly.

I opened it myself, but I didn't open it, neither the third prince opened it, nor the goblin opened it, nor did it open it without life.

At the end of the door is the light, the sun.

The third prince stretched out his hand and saluted, "Please." ”

Every muscle on the goblin's face was throbbing, and he was clearly too excited to control himself.

The warm sunlight shines brightly on the three big characters.

The little goblin stared at the three big flashing characters, and she exclaimed and cheered, "Dragon King Temple." ”

This is the Dragon King Temple.

Outside, there are two rows of guards like goose wings, seven steps apart, holding bamboo sticks.

His body was covered only by straw leaves, and his cheeks were no different from those of others, covered with a formidable pattern.

The soft breeze floated by with a peach leaf, and the little goblin suddenly reached out to hold it, and sniffed it vigorously against his nose.

"What is this? Why does it smell so good? ”

"Peach blossoms."

Sigh of nothingness.

This girl doesn't even know Peach Blossom, which is really surprising and sad.

"Is this edible to eat?"

"You can't eat it." Wusheng sighed even heavier, "Peaches can be eaten." ”

"I've got to eat a few peaches."

Wusheng nodded.

"Can you take me to eat peaches now?" The little goblin's body suddenly entangled in lifeless like a snake.

No matter what kind of man is entangled like this, he can't help but get excited and estrus, and the little goblin has used the softest place on his body to stick to Wusheng, and he sticks softly.

The third prince couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

They came up the stone steps to a clearing, where there were no guards, no view, only an open space, and a coffin.

The third prince slowly opened the coffin, and the sadness and pain on his face became even stronger.

A gray-haired, kind-looking old man, dressed in a golden yellow robe, a golden crown, and golden boots,......, almost all of his body was golden.

"Is this your old man?"

The third prince nodded, his indifferent eyes were moist, and the coldness did not subside.

Gently pulled the placket of his old man's clothes, and the blood hole on his chest had appeared, although it had withered, the blood had dimmed, and his body had become shriveled and contracted, but he could still see it clearly.

One thing that is clearly recognizable is that he was killed by gun.

A shot to the heart.

Wusheng had seen this old man, and he had seen him once at Simon Remnant.

He didn't think the coffin was here.

Wusheng sighed deeply.

"Yes, I killed this man."

The coffin has been lightly covered and resting gently on the side.

All the movements of the third prince are extremely light and careful, and almost every movement is done.

Wusheng Rourourou put the little goblin down, "This is already outside. ”

He didn't say anything else, he didn't want to say anything else, it was enough, enough to say everything in his heart.

The little goblin suddenly clinged to Wusheng, quietly clinging to Wusheng's body, "You don't take me around?" ”

Silent without life.

The little goblin looked at the third prince, and his eyes were already showing pleading, "You must kill Wusheng?" ”

The third prince was silent.

He didn't want to say anything, staring coldly at Wusheng, staring at the gun in Wusheng's hand.

The fan in the palm of his hand slowly opened, the person did not move, the hand did not dance, and the cold light was imminent.

This is indeed a fan that kills countless people, a rare weapon in the world, the little goblin's eyes are already blooming, at this moment, she feels that her body has no strength, a tiredness suddenly floats, tired without a trace of energy, and then she falls softly.

Wusheng softly picked her up and placed her on the soft grass.

The grass is soft, her body is softer, and it is softer, and such a girl should really enjoy the beauty of spring, and she should also release her beauty.

Wusheng didn't look at her anymore, and suddenly stared and poked at the third prince, staring at and poking at the free fan.

The cold light has become colder.

The lifeless stone statue walked towards the third prince, and the stone statue stopped at seven feet.

"You're badly wounded?"

Wusheng nodded.

The third prince slowly took out a delicate locket from his waist, which was not big, and he suddenly threw it to Wusheng.

Wusheng suddenly caught it and opened it.

Inside was a golden elixir, with a burst of fragrance.

"This is the unique Great Returning Pill in the Dragon Palace, which can greatly increase your strength in a short period of time." The third prince gritted his teeth, "It's a compensation for your body." ”

"You won't kill a wounded man?"

"You're the exception."

Silent without life.

With a slight wave, the big pill had floated to the coffin.

"You're not afraid of death?" The third prince stared at Wusheng coldly, "You can also say the last words you want to say." ”

Silent without life.

"Whoever lives or dies, Fluttershy will let her out, and we won't hurt her in the slightest, so don't worry."

Wusheng nodded.

"You're ready to make a move." The folding fan in the third prince's palm was waved, but the person did not move, "You are injured, I can let you make ten moves." ”

"I can't imagine that you won't take advantage of others."

The third prince sneered proudly, "I am the third prince of the Dragon Palace, how can I take advantage of others?" ”

"You're not afraid of death?"

"Life and death are fate, even if I die in your hands today, you don't have to worry about me." The third prince sneered, "Someone here will collect the body for me." ”

Silent without life.

The third prince smiled coldly again, "You don't have to worry about it. ”

"Why?"

"Because you are dead, I will also bury you, and the lifeless bones of the spear god will never be placed outside the suburbs and be bitten by birds and beasts."

Wusheng nodded.

"You're ready to make a move."

He still didn't make a move, let alone move.

"Why don't you make a move?"

"My gun doesn't want to kill people like you."

"You ......."

"You can't kill me."

The folding fan danced, and the body floated like a flying swallow, and suddenly it had swung seven times on the lifeless body, each time very fast and fierce.

That hand didn't shake, not a bit.

"Is this a trick?"

The third prince sneered.

In the laughter, the fan suddenly sank, slashed into the lower abdomen, and the cold light flashed.

Nothing swept up, and the cold light fluttered close to the body.

"Good weapon."

The third prince flew up in the air, and with a fan, seven sword lights suddenly shot at the back of the lifeless.

The back is where most people's empty door is, and many Jianghu people can't avoid this trick.

A smile appeared on his face.

Wusheng didn't move, he stood upright like a stone statue, and this move was about to be successful.

But at this moment, the seven sword lights suddenly disappeared and fell to the ground.

and it fell beside the inanimate body.

The smile on the third prince's face suddenly froze alive and froze to death.

A feather fluttered gently, and a person floated over gently, and she stared at Wusheng, her eyes showing indescribable concern and apology.

The third prince stared at this woman coldly, and said coldly, "You are the ...... of Baiyun Cave." ”

His words were suddenly interrupted, alive, "Yes, yes, I'm Shangguan Feiyan." ”

"You ......." Every muscle on the third prince's cheeks was beating violently.

"Are you dead?"

The third prince gritted his teeth and was silent.

This is a nonsense, and he does not want to face this nonsense, and even more so the nonsense of women.

Shangguan Feiyan stretched out her hand and copied it, and the feather was already in her hand, "You are wrong." ”

"What did I do wrong?"

"You're wrong everywhere."

The third prince sneered and was silent, staring coldly at Shangguan Feiyan and the sword at her waist.

"You killed the wrong person." Shangguan Feiyan suddenly stared at the third prince, "Your Lao Tzu is not lifeless. ”

The third prince was surprised, but remained silent.

He was waiting for Shangguan Feiyan to speak, and he believed that this woman must have something to say.

"I'm a fool, and you're a fool." Shangguan Feiyan smiled, "I really want to ask you, how old are you?" ”

"Five out of seventy."

"What is the weapon in your hand?"

The third prince was stunned.

The dragon king only has crutches in his hand, and his body is still healthy, and it is difficult for ordinary people to fight with him, but the spear god is different.

Shangguan Feiyan looked at the third prince coldly, "Your Lao Tzu was never killed by him, and he will never find such an old man to duel." ”

She didn't let the third prince speak, and then said, "Because Shangguan Feiyun was not killed by him." ”

"Who killed you?"

"Shangguan Feiyun was killed by pirates, and he took a business to kill lifeless, so he used me to kill lifeless."

"I've been taken advantage of too?"

Shangguan Feiyan nodded, "Do you know who bought your life?" ”

The third prince shook his head, he didn't understand.

"He was bought by Yu Qingfeng."

"Yu Qingfeng?"

"Yes, it's the painting god who resists the breeze."

The third prince nodded, looked at Wusheng coldly, and said coldly, "Why don't you say it?" ”

Silent without life.

Shangguan Feiyan smiled, sneering, cold, and contemptuous.

The third prince suddenly faced Shangguan Feiyan, and the folding fan in his palm suddenly closed, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I laugh at you for being a nerd."