On the Dragon Palace, Zhang Daoling had just been put in prison, and the three of them were going to get together to play again. The little novice was the first to arrive, kicked all the cards and papers, and pretended to be nothing, and sat down next to him. When the Taoist priest Lao Ba and Xu Wen saw the cards scattered on the ground, their expressions changed, and Lao Ba angrily pointed at Sha Mi and said: "Tong Wu Bully! Is it you!

Shami, named Tong Wuli, touched the top of Guangguang's head and looked at the sky, pretending to be stupid, "What just now, I seem to have slept for three hundred years, we played cards just now?"

"You!" the eighth child took him and was furious.

"Hey, hey, everyone is a family, or maybe the Dragon Palace shook when I was fighting with Lord Liguan just now, and the cards were scattered. Xu Wen hurriedly came out to persuade him and said, "Let's start again, why do you care so much?"

Although he said so, this Confucian student gave Tong Wubuli a thumbs up behind his back, and Tong Wubuli blinked, giving Xu Wen a tacit smile.

Lao Ba took a deep breath, and the two guys were in a group, and said, "Okay, come again! ”

A few gamblers didn't have the slightest intention of guarding the Dragon Palace.

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Under the Dragon Palace, inside the water prison.

Zhang Daoling took out the Qingmeng Sword, Meng Ping raised his eyebrows when he saw it, and said: "Why can't you finally help but kill me? Interesting and interesting, aren't you afraid that others will come to trouble you? Oh! I forgot, a few of you guys, I wish I could kill me quickly to prevent future troubles!"

"By the way, Zhang Daoling, I haven't asked you yet, do you have a leg with Zhang Shi's old thing, this guy is like a fart, did you come with you this time? ”

"But it's a pity that both of you have a handle, and you can't have children, but I've heard that there is that kind of exercise that can change gender, so why don't you think about it!"

Meng Ping kept chattering, the more he talked, the more he didn't have a score, the more he talked, the more arrogant he became, and he didn't take Zhang Daoling in his eyes at all.

"Damn, your father is talking to you!" Zhang Daoling completely ignored Meng Ping's verbal provocation, Meng Ping finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded, "Why are you deaf after so many years!

Zhang Daoling wiped his fingers on the sword, raised his eyes to look at Meng Ping, and said with a smile: "You are really inferior to Duan Yu!"

This is the first time Zhang Daoling has smiled here, so disgusted, so mocking, as if he could see through all of Meng Ping's disguises at a glance, and tear off all his masks, leaving only a pitiful and ugly appearance.

All of a sudden, the entire water prison was quiet, Meng Ping lowered his head, looked lost and depressed, and muttered: "Where is she comparable to me, which point is comparable to me." ”

A sharp sword qi slashed over, and something broke in response, but it was not a person but the iron chain that bound Meng Ping, the iron chain broke to the ground, smashing a heavy sound, and the person also fell to the ground, embarrassed. The moment Meng Ping was released from the prison, the entire Dragon Palace shook violently, and the sky was spinning for a while, and it took a long time to regain calm.

The three people who played cards above were like the enemy at first, and then they thought that they were still below the official level, so it didn't matter, and they continued to play cards, and they were happy!

"Why?" Meng Ping asked puzzled, "Why don't you kill me!"

"Kill you?" Zhang Daoling put away the Qingmeng Sword and said, "It's cheap for you, I want you to help me do a few things." ”

Meng Ping slowly stood up, put on a wicked smile and said, "Do you think I will listen to you?"

"Hehe!" Zhang Daoling suddenly appeared beside Meng Ping, grabbed Meng Ping's throat, his fingers were full of brilliance, instantly embedded in Meng Ping's throat, and heavy black blood flowed out of it, Zhang Daoling silently recited in his mouth, "The essence of Yangming, the power of the gods hides the heart, collects the yin charm, hides the human form, the spirit rune is one, the demon is worshiped without a trace, dare to disobey, the heavenly soldiers go up, E!"

It's the six-ding six-jia evil charm!

When Zhang Daoling let go, Meng Ping was lying on the ground coughing up blood violently, and there was black smoke rising from his throat, and he laughed and said: "Do you think that a small Liuding Liujia evil talisman can bring me to my knees? Zhang Daoling, you look down on me too much! Am I a person who is afraid of death?"

"I've never said that. Zhang Daoling took out a white silk scarf, wiped the blood on his hands, and then wiped his fingertips, a gorgeous flame bloomed in the water, and the silk scarf was burned out in a blink of an eye, he looked down at Meng Ping who was spread on the ground and said, "I put a curse on her, you can look at it to death." ”

Meng Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, and he fell into madness, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were fierce, and he squeezed out from between his teeth word by word, "Zhang! Dao! Ling!"

After saying that, he rushed forward, and a black magic image dragged a deep outline behind him, and in the blink of an eye, the entire East China Sea Dragon Palace was like falling into darkness, and the sea of blood turned upside down. Zhang Daoling shook his head and muttered, "Are you in such a hurry to find death?"

Zhang Dao Lingyang was out of his body, just handed out a sword, a mediocre sword, without any sword aura, without any radiance, not even any sword moves, but in an instant, all the weather disappeared, there was no law, there was no sea of blood, only a miserable figure fell in a pool of blood, a hideous wound on the chest, dying.

"If you die again, I don't mind giving you a ride. Zhang Dao Lingyang God returned, walked to Meng Ping's side, squatted down and said softly, "Once you die, she will die." ”

Meng Ping's cloudy eyes left tears for the first time, he grabbed Zhang Daoling's ankle and begged: "Zhang Daochang, I beg you! You let her go! You torture me, my life, everything I have is yours, you can do whatever you want! As long as you let her go, let me be a cow and a horse!"

Meng Ping has not shed a single tear after suffering in the water prison of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea for 10,000 years, and has not shed a single tear; he has been killed by Zhang Daoling with the curse of Liuding and Liujia evil charms, and the Yuan Shen has been tormented all the time without shedding a single tear; he has been insulted by Zhang Daoling, lost his soul, and has not shed a single tear, but now he is like a poor lost dog, falling to the ground and crying, without any dignity at all.

"I said that I only need you to help me do a few things, and I don't ask for anything else!" Zhang Daoling put his hand on Meng Ping's head, slowly helping him comb his messy hair, his eyes were soft, as if he was stroking a stray puppy.

Meng Ping fell in a pool of blood, the power of that sword was so great that he, who had always been known for his amazing recovery speed, was still hanging by a thread, and he said weakly: "Then you unravel her absolute curse! I listen to you in everything, and you can do whatever you want." ”

"That's not going to work, I can't trust you. Zhang Daoling still combed Meng Ping's hair softly and said calmly.