Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Son of Fortune Appears
Lu Anzhi and Dingdong followed the pangolin, drenched in light rain, and came to the gourd vine.
The purple gourd glows brightly, enveloping the bamboo forest in the evening, as if illuminating with neon lights, like a dream.
Some small purple spots of light began to fly out from the gourd, like fireflies on the riverside in the middle of summer, beautiful and beautiful.
"Is this the birth of heaven and earth?"
The kitten demon watched it with relish, and forgot to chew her little dried fish.
"With such a bright light, will it attract youkai?"
Lu Anzhi was a little worried, at least within half a mile, he could see the vision of heaven and earth caused by the treasure gourd!
"No, the place where this peach blossom paradise is located is very hidden!"
The pangolin signaled Lu Anzhi's peace of mind, and then took off the small gourd that he had been carrying, and as it unplugged it, a wonderful fragrance immediately diffused.
Sniff!
The kitten demon immediately looked over and sniffed: "What is this?
"It's the honey I saved when the gourd vine bloomed, it's a good thing!"
The pangolin introduced, took a big sip first, and then handed it to Lu Anzhi: "Come, take a sip and celebrate!"
"Hmm!"
Lu Anzhi took it, just took a sip, suddenly his complexion changed greatly, he looked in the northwest direction, and burst out: "Who is it?"
"Huh?"
The pangolin was startled and hurriedly alerted, now is a critical moment, if you go out of the pool, decades of hard work will be in vain.
Fortunately, after waiting for a while, nothing happened.
"Oh, maybe I'm too nervous and read it wrong!"
Lu Anzhi smiled apologetically.
"There's nothing wrong with being careful. ”
The pangolin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ancestor, Ancestor, Honey ......"
The kitten demon licked the corners of his rosy lips and pleaded in a low voice, wanting to drink.
"You deserve it too?"
Lu Anzhi smiled shamefully.
"Ahh
The little cat suddenly wanted to cry, her face was full of loss, it turned out that the ancestor hated me! So she squatted next to her and silently ate her little dried fish.
Hum!
My little dried fish is also delicious, and I will never give it to you again.
"On the day of the big day, let her take a sip, right?"
Pangolin persuasion.
Lu Anzhi shook his head and continued to stare at the treasure gourd: "How long will it take for the melons to ripen?"
"I don't know, but it should be soon!"
The pangolin glanced at the little cat demon, and just as he wanted to speak, a grand praise suddenly sounded.
"Beautiful!"
The pangolin's expression changed in shock, and when he suddenly turned around, he saw a young man wearing a samurai uniform, wearing a long sword at his waist and holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking into the bamboo forest.
He glanced at the pangolin and Lu An, then stopped paying attention and continued to admire the treasure gourd.
"Am I being underestimated?"
Lu Anzhi pouted.
It turned out to be that Nangong Putian, because he had a secret sword, he was particularly favored by the high-level of the Ethereal Sect, and he was the most eye-catching new star among all the candidates in this year.
"Even if you weren't a reincarnation, I wouldn't look down on you!"
Nangong Putian didn't sweep Lu An at the end of his eyes, his expression was proud, my secret sword is my reliance on the world!
"Kill him, kill him!"
The pangolin urged, and his eyes were red in a hurry.
"Kill me?"
Nangong Putian couldn't help laughing: "Just by him?"
"Old ...... Ancestor, this Terran boy looks so powerful!"
The little cat demon came over and quietly pulled Lu Anzhi's sleeve: "Let's run away, shall we?"
"Youkai?"
Nangong Putian frowned, but after seeing that it was a guts cat demon, he didn't care anymore, but joked to Lu Anzhi funny: "Why don't you run yet?"
Lu Anzhi draws his sword!
"Tsk, whoever dares to draw a sword in front of me is dead!"
Nangong Putian pursed his lips and also drew his sword.
Homicide?
He doesn't have any psychological pressure, and the treasure is about to arrive, so he still has to clean up the insiders, otherwise he will cause trouble if he leaks the information.
"Didn't you say it's hidden?"
Lu Anzhi began to act again, putting on an irritable look, revealing from the side that he was not sure and did not want to fight with Nangong Putian.
This is a sign of weakness.
"I'm desperate too!"
Pangolins are helpless, is this the so-called son of luck?
"On my way to the Ethereal Sect, I met a blind Taoist and invited him to eat a bowl of beef noodles, so he calculated it for me, saying that it was for me to go west!"
Nangong Putian smiled: "After entering this small world, I don't know where to go, I remembered the words of the blind Taoist, so I went west, during which I encountered a sneak attack by a group of monsters, I accidentally fell into the water, I thought I was unlucky, but I didn't expect it to be the beginning of good luck!"
Ay!
Luck is coming, I really can't stop it.
"I remember you were with that green tea girl?"
Lu Anzhi asked, looked around, worried that there were still others in ambush nearby.
"What do you mean?"
Nangong Putian blinked, and didn't know why: "Are you talking about Miss Su Yan?" Didn't I say it, I fell into the water!"
After falling into the water, Nangong Putian was washed here.
"Alright, after that's all nonsense, you should die!"
Nangong Putian was about to kill, but he just rushed two steps and stopped, because Thanos was released by Lu Anzhi.
"Huh?"
Nangong Putian looked at it intently: "It turns out that you are a puppeteer? No wonder you dare to provoke Liu Jinshui when you are on the Egret and make a big statement, but I tell you, it's useless!"
"Today, you're dead!"
After speaking, Nangong Putian came out.
Thanos attacked, machete slash!
Swish!
The sword wind howled, stirring up the drizzle and causing the surrounding bamboo to bend over.
Nangong Putian used his skills to dodge easily, and then with a swing of the long sword, he swept out a line of silver light.
Ding! Ding!
Every sword light stabbed Thanos's body.
"Suffer!"
Lu An's heart sank.
He doesn't know melee skills, so he controls Thanos purely by body and brute force, and he can crush the hand-to-hand combat enemy like the Minotaur who also likes to come hard, but when he encounters Nangong Putian, the second generation of sword cultivators who have practiced swordsmanship since childhood, there is no way.
People don't hit it hard at all!
Thirty breaths of fighting, all Thanos was beaten, spinning around like a headless fly, and he couldn't even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes.
"Do you think you can hit me hard if you hit me?"
Nangong Putian sneered: "Daydreaming!"
Shout!
The sword pierced through the air and slashed at Thanos' eyes with precision.
Unscathed!
Swish!
Nangong Putian did a somersault and landed more than ten meters away, and his expression became a little serious: "You puppet, the grade is not low, right?"
Nangong Putian's sword is called Kingfisher, it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and his own swordsmanship is also quite good, when he was twelve years old, he practiced swords by the river, and he was able to cut through the boulder, and at the beginning of the year, he was already able to cut off gold and iron, but now, with all his sword, he couldn't leave traces on this puppet......
Great stuff!
"Guess?"
Lu Anzhi stretched out his hand to wipe the rain off his face.
"Don't guess, when I kill you, it's my combat power, I can watch it slowly!"
Nangong Putian is quite confident and kills again!
Thanos Charge.
Only this time, Nangong Putian did not choose to attack, but a dodge, bypassing it and rushing straight to Lu Anzhi.
Knock! Knock!
Thanos strode in hot pursuit, and his big feet fell, splashing and mud puddles everywhere.
This terrible environment has greatly limited a power player like Thanos.
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
Nangong Putian looked at Lu Anzhi, who was close at hand, and sneered: "No matter how strong the puppet is, if no one controls it, it is also scrap metal!"
Swish!
The long sword was like lightning, bursting out of the fire tree silver flower, stabbing straight into Lu Anzhi's throat!
Lu Anzhi did not dodge or dodge, and made a backhand sword.
It's the same way of playing again!
It's a pity that this time it failed!
Nangong Putian dodged, let go of the short sword, and slashed Lu Anzhi's wrist with a backhand.
Swish!
The skin is open, and the blood is flowing.
"Ancestor!"
The little cat barked worriedly.
"What's the matter with this kitten demon?"
Nangong Putian didn't understand, if it weren't for the fact that the examinee review of the Ethereal Sect would be absolutely fine, he would have suspected that Lu Anzhi's true body was a monster.
"Die!"
Lu Anzhi is engrossed in fighting to the death, as long as he hits a sword!
Compared with the arrogant Minotaur, although Nangong Putian is also arrogant, he is a sword hero, and he has a natural intuition in swordsmanship.
Lu Anzhi's swordsmanship is rough and terrifying, for him, it is like a child dancing around with a branch, and the biggest injury is only scratching the flesh and skin.
But I don't know why, Nangong Putian always feels unsafe, and he keenly observes that Lu Anzhi is so strong that even if he is hit hard, he will stab himself with a sword.
That's not right!
After the two fought for more than a dozen rounds, Nangong Putian suddenly took the initiative to back down, widened the distance, and then looked at Lu Anzhi.
"Your sword is coated with poison?"
Nangong Putian guessed.
"Don't think of people as dirty, a real sword cultivator won't do such a bad thing!"
Lu Anzhi was unhappy and felt that his personality was insulted.
"That's right, the ancestor won't be so reckless!"
The little cat demon shouted, filled with righteous indignation: "The ancestor will kill you with his ability!"
"Why is that?"
Nangong Putian stared at Lu Anzhi's sword, it was not a magic weapon, it was a queen's scepter, commonly known as diced radish, which was very common on the market.
Wait a minute!
Could it be that he is a sword hero?
Unless he has an epiphany about the secret sword, it is possible that the blade will touch me and kill me!
No!
What am I thinking?
His swordsmanship is so bad, how can he be a swordsman?
"Are you a sword hero?"
Nangong Putian subconsciously asked, and then regretted it.
How could I ask this stupid question?
This is simply an insult to one's own eyesight!
Reason told Lu Anzhi that he should deceive Nangong Putian, so that the other party would be careless, and he would have the opportunity to sneak attack, but the opponent was Jian Hao, and the pride in Lu An's heart did not allow him to do this.
"That's right!"
Lu Anzhi replied loudly, if you win, you have to win with dignity!
"What?"
Nangong Putian was dumbfounded: "What are you talking about?"
Ha ha!
Am I deaf?
Or is too much earwax affecting hearing?
This little handyman of the Ethereal Sect actually said that he was a sword master?
It's a ridiculous joke!
Why is he?