Bai Qilin was really a little depressed, it was originally a matter that could be solved with a few swords, but she had to drag it out, she even guessed that after that guy stole someone's spell and rewarded someone with a sword, he would say another word to call someone.

The white unicorn was born with some natural powers, and hearing people's voices is just one of them. Just said that the guy was always wearing a cyan robe, and she could already see some doorways.

It is impossible to wash the black directly into white, so you have to rub it clean little by little. Zhang Muliu has always been dressed in black at the earliest, and then he is dressed in gray, and until now he is often dressed in green shirts. In fact, the white unicorn is not good to say something, or the guy himself knows it. With this superficial effort to cleanse his heart, even if he finally changed into a white coat in the end, it was just a layer of skin covering filth.

The white deer lying on the roof tilted his head and looked at the young man who didn't like the green shirt but wanted to wear a green shirt, as if he was smiling.

That guy really knew what was wrong with his heart.

Some things are easy for most people to get by. But for some, it's a moat.

There is no ambiguity about right and wrong, but there are more than one wrestling fights on some seemingly inconsequential, even sesame mung bean-sized things.

For Zhang Muliu, in that big dream, the last thing he wanted to mention was not what he had done, but when he was the foreman of the contract in a certain life, he owed those poor people who worked hard to do not have much money, and he didn't pay it back until he died. It's really not much, and you can save a few jars of wine.

Of course, Bai Qilin can't find out these things, but in the nameless book in the old lame world, it is very clear.

Zhang Muliu, who was still in the thunder and lightning cage, naturally had no way of knowing what everyone was thinking, but he was indeed thinking about what Bai Qilin was thinking. is too obsessed with a piece of clothing, it is indeed a little pretty, and what he likes to wear when he is a child is black and white.

So he smiled bitterly, and his green shirt shattered, and he changed to a pitch-black long shirt. Wearing black clothes again today, there is not much evil spirit revealed, just the roar of the swimming side.

Sixteen talismans, respectively, are the slightly larger Ming gossip, Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui. There are also smaller dark gossip, rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and open.

Light is yang and darkness is yin, and each of them can derive countless large arrays at will, but people like Zhang Muliu, whose calculations are worse than swordsmanship, are the most difficult. If this formation is combined with the five-sided sword formation of the seventeenth century, it will be even more difficult for people to get out, and if it is used by Zhang Muliu's means, it will at least trap the ordinary monk for a while.

And this Zhu Keyong is just an embroidered pillow.

It's a pity that he hasn't been distracted, and it is difficult to divide many doppelgangers like Si Seventeen, in fact, it is difficult for Zhang Mu to linger out of the body.

Using the thunder method to drive this array, it seems that the gossip is dangerous, but in fact, it is the eight small talismans that contain the most murderous opportunity. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Yu State is moved by murderous intent! Could it be that he will behead another prince today? The last time he beat the crown prince was when he was in Yue Kingdom.

Carefully noting down the direction of the talisman arrangement, Zhang Muliu didn't want to play with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Of course, it's true that the formation is powerful, and it's also true that the formation is sparsely populated. Not to mention Jiang Mohang, even if Yue Ran and Qiu Cong were to preside over this formation, Zhang Muliu would have to shed his skin.

Zhu Keyong was extremely annoyed, this cage actually didn't hurt the young man who changed into black at all, and that person was still enjoying it quite a bit?

"Are you comfortable?" said Zhu Keyong coldly.

Zhang Muliu twisted his neck, showed a sincere smile, and said with a smile: "Can you still do it? Let this thunder and lightning be more violent?"

Zhu Keyong sneered, and suddenly there was an extra seal in his hand, which was made of peach wood, containing a wisp of Taoism.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at the young man in the thunder and lightning cage who had finally changed his face, and sneered, Pretending to be chic?

After throwing the seal, the peach wood seal suddenly became huge, and the seal was only one word, the same as the sword token, a "敕" character.

A golden light flashed out from the seal, and the edict came out, covering the cage like a cactus's palm, and the thunder and lightning instantly became furious, whipping Zhang Muliu like a whip, but at this moment the black-clothed young man was a little difficult to parry.

Zhu Keyong sneered: "Brother Zhang, can you do it?"

Zhang Muliu, who was in the cage, was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his newly changed black clothes were in tatters, and his skin was burned to a slight blacken.

Zhang Muliu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm okay, it's just that your thunder is a little tickled, can it be more powerful?"

The young man in the python robe sneered and said, "Do you really think of yourself as the pride of the sky who slays the great demon? ”

I saw Zhu Keyong's wrist flipped, one hand made a seal, and I didn't know what was silently recited in his mouth, the thunder and lightning in the cage became more and more violent, and the black-clothed young man in it kept snorting.

Bai Qilin shook his head, and lamented in his heart: "This guy is too bad, he uses the thunder method used by others to temper his physique?

Even Liu Gong didn't seem to care, leaning against the gate of the broken temple, one pot after another. Whenever there is a plate of cucumbers, he can lie down and watch Zhang Muliu suffer.

This young man who is no longer sloppy really doesn't think Zhang Muliu will lose.

The shopkeeper surnamed Luo and the proprietress came to their senses a little, and the shopkeeper opened his mouth wide and said vaguely: "Really right?

The proprietress stretched out her hand and slapped Lao Luo on the straw mat, then turned her head to Li Yan and asked, "This fairy master is specifically looking for you?"

Li Yan smiled and said, "Do you remember that Liu Gongzi? Mr. Zhang is from Liu Gongzi." ”

The two couples in the bun shop suddenly realized that Liu Zhiyun and they certainly knew each other. It can be said that this Liu Gongzi is a celebrity in this Yu country and even in the southwest of Zhanbu Continent. After all, just sitting still can make people feel incredible. A beautiful woman stripped naked and sat in her arms, not at all reacting? Do you really want to teach people to wonder if that person is a man or not a woman? The story is naturally suspected of exaggeration, but it is not too much nonsense.

And Li Yan and Yue Hui were able to survive, and they had a reason to steal the bun shop more than once, and Liu Zhiyun contributed a lot.

Yue Hui took a solid pill given by Zhang Muliu, and sure enough, his face was much more ruddy, and it was really good-looking when he looked closely.

"Brother, did you say that the gentleman could beat me?" asked the girl, her eyes flashing.

Li Yan almost kept staring at the air, but at this moment, the thunder was so loud that no one could see what was going on in the air. At this moment, he was asked by the girl again, and when the young man looked up again, a golden light flashed in his eyes. He shook his head vigorously and stammered, "I...... I seem to be able to see what Mr. Zhang is doing. He's sitting in the midst of thunder and lightning, and he's ...... Drink. ”

Bai Qilin and Zhu Kewu turned their heads at the same time, looking at the young man, and they were a little shocked in their hearts.

The white unicorn realm is high, and he can enter the refining void with one foot at the door, and it is estimated that he can fight with Liqiushui, so he can naturally see what that guy is doing.

But Zhu Kewu couldn't see what Zhang Muliu was doing.

So the young man's words made both a man and a beast a little surprised.

Zhang Muliu did sit in the thunder and drink, and he did use Zhu Keyong's thunder to temper his physique. It's just not as easy as they think.

The light and dark gossip alone can't hurt Zhang Muliu, but a word "edict" containing Taoist rules hangs high above his head, and Lei Fa's power has multiplied several times under its blessing. Although it can play a big role in refining the body, it also makes Zhang Muliu extremely painful.

The thunder and lightning containing the rules of the Tao did not stop entering the body, constantly burning Zhang Muliu's internal organs. Although it is difficult to hurt the roots, it teaches people to be very uncomfortable, and ten thousand ants eat their hearts.

Such a big movement did not cause panic among the people in the city, it must have been cut off from the outside world by a large means, but the broken temple can be seen clearly.

Zhang Muliu squinted his eyes and looked around below, but still didn't find the slightest clue.

After more than half an hour, Zhu Keyong saw that the young man who was still in the leisure mood to change clothes was silent, and sneered: "The cowhide blew with an earth-shattering sound, and it turned out to be an embroidered pillow, isn't it a sword fairy?"

The ridicule continued, but his subordinates never slackened at all, which was enough to see that the prince was careful.

Zhang Muliu in the thunder cage was extremely embarrassed, everyone was avoiding the thunderstorm on a rainy day, and he was rushing to let the thunder split on a sunny day. It's really much more comfortable to change into a black dress, don't look at a small color, it's the biggest thing for people like Zhang Muliu who like to throw themselves into a dead end.

It's been so long since I've been bathed in thunder, and my whole body is not so uncomfortable at this time, it's just numb. If this thunder method only reaches this level, it will not be of much benefit if it continues to suffer.

Zhu Keyong's eyes suddenly widened, and he retreated violently. The black-clothed man held a silver-black long sword, and with a random blow, the sixteen talismans shattered, and the thunder disappeared completely.

Could it be that this guy has been playing tricks on me all along? I've been refining this thunder for so long, and I'm just a little embarrassed? Who the fuck is this?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has countless questions in his heart, Rao is not good at Lei Fa, but the master personally engraved the edict seal, but there is a Tao contained in it. Although it is only the prototype of the Dao, no matter how it is said, it is only after condensing the true meaning of the Dao Sect countless times, how can it be tickled on this guy?

I saw that the young man in black waved his hand casually, and the traces caused by the lightning had disappeared. He put his right hand behind his back, his left hand clenched You Fang, the tip of his sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and grinned: "It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not very good." ”

Zhu Keyong's face was even darker, he knew that he probably couldn't beat the black-clothed young man in front of him. So he didn't back down, and shouted sharply: "Killing people in my Yu country, even if you are a Mahayana monk, you have to pay the price." ”

But in fact, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also transmitted a message to Zhang Muliu at the same time, and there were two words revealed between his words, "admit it." ”

"Zhang Gongzi, today is Ke Yong's offense, why don't we just stop it?"

Zhang Muliu is the opposite, what he said and what he said in the past made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have a hard time.

He said: "If I didn't think I had a few catties and a few taels, I would be the soul of the prince's subordinates today, right?

And the words transmitted to Zhu Keyong taught His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be bitter. Zhang Muchuan said: "If you have the courage to come to find trouble, you must have a hard neck to support the sky that falls." ”

If you have the ability to find trouble, you must have the ability to take on the problem! The premise is that the neck is hard enough and the bones are not easy to break.

The white unicorn below tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart, isn't it what you guy is looking for?

Zhu Keyong frowned, a little confused about the thoughts of the person in front of him. Could it be that he doesn't know that this place is Yudu, and he doesn't know that there is a worship hall on Dingshan? The realm of the Nine Yuan Dao people is not high, and the bottleneck of the realm of the Dao is just a bottleneck, is it difficult to beat you to a Yuan Ying Sword Cultivator?

So the young man in the python robe transmitted again, "I advise Zhang Gongzi not to make mistakes, this is ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Muliu shouted directly: "This is your territory, right?"

Zhu Keyong's face became more and more gloomy, this guy was looking for death.

Zhang Muliu smiled again and said, "It's looking for death, thinking about calling someone, right?"

The young man in the python robe didn't have time to speak, only to see the man in black pinching the trick with his hand, casting a thunder array that was exactly the same as Fang Cai, but the trapped person was replaced by Zhu Keyong.

Not only can I learn, but I can also add some condiments.

A wisp of crimson flame burst out from Zhang Muliu's hand, straight to the thunder cage, only for a moment, a wisp of fire turned into a monstrous flame, although it was a flame, but the waterfall of the fire down, mixed with the thunder, thunder and fire are unparalleled.

A black figure hovered in the air, looked coldly at Zhu Keyong, who was crying wolf, and said lightly:

"I beg you to call someone!"

Liu Gong, who was about to fall asleep at the gate of the broken temple, raised his head and looked at the two people in mid-air who seemed to be turning space, a little helpless. He wanted to change into black clothes again, and he looked much brighter than a green shirt. I have to become a big sword immortal as soon as possible, and when the time comes, I can go to Juluzhou to brag with the mountain master.

It is said that the emperor's family is the most affectionate, and Zhu Kewu should be happy at the moment, but for some reason, he just can't be happy. No matter what, that's also his big brother.

The third prince wanted to say to Zhang Muliu at this moment to ask Mr. to be merciful, but he didn't have the cheekiness to say. It was the young man in black who was the one who was making trouble at this time, but Na Lu Hu and Lu Jianxing, one should be killed and the other should be beaten.

There is a saying that the poor are treacherous, and the rich have a conscience. That's right, but Zhu Kewu doesn't fully agree.

The reason why he is poor and treacherous is because he can't survive anymore, and he has no choice but to find ways to stutter. Among these people, the vast majority of them will not do things that hurt nature and reason, and most of the so-called tricks are just sneaky.

And if you are rich and have a conscience, it is unknown whether you have a conscience before you are rich. Long conscience, in Zhu Kewu's eyes, is just a surplus of money to build bridges and roads, thinking about sewing up the past bad things.

Zhu Kewu's mind is difficult to distinguish between ordinary right and wrong.

And the uncle and nephew surnamed Nalu, even if they are rich and noble, they have little conscience.

A couple and a brother and sister in the ruined temple have different looks.

What the shopkeeper Luo and the proprietress thought about was how to fool this sword fairy into their own bun shop, and changed the disguise to Ming'er, and called it "No sword fairy won't eat my bun!"

And Li Yan, since he beat Zhang Muliu and changed into a black dress, he has been a little fascinated for the first time. If the previous green shirt was that humble gentleman, and the black clothes at the moment were really the swordsman with a sword in his hand and no one in front of him.

This swarthy young man, yearning at the moment, has nothing to do with anything else.

The girl was also very happy, Yue Hui and Li Yan both crawled out of the pile of dead people, the difference is that the girl crawled out of the pile of corpses of her family, and they were both killed by others.

Yue Hui was happy that his brother finally had something that could make him feel angry.

The young man who seemed to be smiling a lot, but in fact he was lifeless in his heart, and what supported him to live was none other than Yue Hui, who had a pale face. If Yue Hui dies due to illness one day, Li Yan will definitely not live long.

Some people are actually very heartless, what does it have to do with me when most of the people in the world die? What does it have to do with me when I die? As long as the people I care about are good, it is the best.

Zhu Keyong in the Thunder Fire Cage is no longer human, but he has never looked for the Nine Yuan Daoist.

Zhang Mu sneered: "Do you think that there is a lot of weight in your master's heart? If you don't open your mouth, he will come to save you by himself? Anyway, you are a primordial baby, why are you so naïve? Your sparse foundation and realm can be called a genius, won't I, Zhang, want to die headlong?"

Zhu Keyong just screamed non-stop, but did not answer Zhang Muliu even a word.

So Zhang Muliu continued: "Do you want to be the emperor? Or do you want to cultivate immortality? Or do you want both? You don't look down at your younger brother, the one who is most worried about you at the moment is him except your father, right?"

Seeing that the python-robed young man in the thunder fire cage was still silent, Zhang Muliu sneered: "Don't you believe it, give you a chance to ask for help with the nine yuan, if he can't come within a quarter of an hour, you will die." ”

After Zhu Keyong struggled, he smiled bitterly. After that, he sighed and said weakly, "Master, save me." ”

Zhang Muliu waved his arm, and the thunder and flames both faded from Zhu Keyong's body, and instead clinged to the eight slightly larger talismans on the outside like vines.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, no one came, and Zhang Muliu no longer transmitted the sound, but said with a smile: "A quarter of an hour has arrived, even if he is a Yuanying monk who is about to die of old age, he can travel hundreds of miles, he is in the Jiuyuan Hall Period, it is just an instantaneous thing, is it difficult?"

Zhu Keyong laughed at himself, and shouted that sentence, but the master didn't arrive instantly, and he was disheartened. For a quarter of an hour, it just made him lose his thoughts about the world more and more.

Zhang Muliu squinted and said, "Then let's die!"

As he spoke, he raised the You Fang, and the strange black flame wrapped around the sword body, and the evil qi was endless, as if it was a soul-eroding flame that burst out of the underworld.

And the black-clothed young man and the long sword were like one, and the sword intent was about to burst out, and with only one horizontal slash forward, the monstrous sword qi slashed towards Zhu Keyong.

The prince smiled bitterly, he didn't expect to end up like this, except for his younger brother who has been targeted by himself for more than ten years, no one is willing to feel sorry for himself, there is a use in living.

Zhu Keyong actually still has a means to escape, but at this moment he is already dead.

The sword qi was coming, and Zhu Keyong slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, an angry roar came: "Zhu Kewu! You don't want to live the fuck anymore?"

The third prince, Zhu Kewu, jumped out of the broken temple, he knew that he couldn't stop the sword qi, but he didn't know why, so he couldn't help but run into the air, stretching his arms to protect the front of the thunder fire cage.

With a roar, Zhu Kewu's figure flew out upside down, causing the thunder and fire cage to tremble, and then fell straight to the ground.

Zhu Keyong's eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth trembled and scolded: "You are sick!

But no one answered.

A few people below were also stunned, wasn't the third prince from his own side?

Only Liu Gong drooped his eyelids, saying in his heart that he was a deceitful ghost! With his understanding of Zhang Muliu these days, the black-clothed swordsman would not hurt the third prince even if he cut his own sword.

But Li Yan was a little shaken, the swordsman Sword Immortal in his mind was not like this. Killing Lu Hu, even if he kills Na Lu Jianxing, it is all right, but here and now, even the prince Zhu Keyong will not die, let alone Zhu Kewu.

Yue Hui grabbed the young man's hand and said weakly: "Brother, we have to believe Mr. ”

Together with the shopkeeper Naluo, he turned his face and said with a smile: "Xiao Yan! Some things are either seen with the eyes or true, you have to learn to believe and see with your heart." ”

The shopkeeper of the bun shop suddenly felt a chill down his spine, Mu Ne turned his head to look into the air, and found that the black figure was looking at him with a smile...... Immortal master, did I say the wrong thing?"

Zhang Muliu squinted and smiled: "The shopkeeper is very right. ”

Zhu Keyong, who was in the cage, suddenly roared, and there was an extra painting rod Fang Tian halberd in his hand, and his momentum suddenly skyrocketed, the hairpin on his head was instantly shattered, and his long hair fluttered back.

He stared at Zhang Muliu with an indifferent voice:

"You're going to die!"

Zhu Keyong held the halberd in both hands, and after a wave of it, the thunder fire cage was instantly shattered, and Zhang Muliu's brows furrowed, because the prince who seemed to have entered the demon was gone.

A black-clothed man suddenly blocked the long sword on the right side, a halberd and a python-robed young man appeared out of thin air, and after a thunderbolt, Zhang Muliu moved out hundreds of zhang.

As soon as he stood firm, Zhu Keyong appeared behind without warning, Fang Tianhalberd slashed down from above, Zhang Muliu crossed You Fang above his head, and the whole person fell next to the broken temple like a meteor, and the ground around him shook violently.

Liu Gong was about to fall asleep leaning against the door, and his head was knocked on the edge of the door.

The young man Liu Gong rubbed the back of his head, looked at the dusty pit not far away, and said with a slight cry: "Master, can you stop playing?

A black shadow jumped out of the big pit Holding a sword in his left hand and a wine bag in his right hand, he turned his head and squinted and said, "You dare to call the master again, when you go back to Shengshen Continent, I will give you a good beating on the back early?"

Liu Gong smiled, shook his head like a rattle, and fell asleep with an oops.

What about the joke? That girl almost killed the master with a slight push, beating her back?

In fact, Liu Gong had thought earlier that Zhang didn't have a serious start early, the key was that the injury was extremely powerful. If you make her angry in the future, you will be beaten half to death with a punch, and you will be cured again without a mouthful of spit, and then you will be beaten half to death, then who can stand it?

Zhu Keyong's eyes were already red in mid-air, and he roared at Zhang Muliu: "Just kill me, why did you kill him?"

Zhang Muliu replied to the question: "Are you still addicted? Where did you get your confidence in the rotten foundation of tofu brains and fart?"

As he spoke, his figure disappeared, as if he had been without a trace of Zhu Keyong before. But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of this mad demon is not as able to stop it as Zhang Muliu.

A sword slapped horizontally towards Zhu Keyong's right, and the latter moved horizontally for hundreds of zhang. When Zhu Keyong stabilized his figure, Zhang Muliu was already in the sky above him, and there was another sword light, and His Royal Highness the Prince, just like Zhang Muliu before, smashed a big hole in the ground, and shook the broken temple.

The young Liu Gong was dangled to the back of his head again.

The young man, who was no longer sloppy, covered the back of his head, cried and said, "It's not over!"

Zhang Muliu looked at the big pit below, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "Xiaobai, it's almost okay, if you don't let the Jiuyuan seniors come over, he will really be killed by me." ”

A white deer appeared on Zhang Muliu's shoulder out of thin air, and he kept muttering: "The surname is Zhang, we don't know each other well, just be a thug once, and next time I will blow up your dog's head!"

Zhang Muliu spoke to Qi Hai in his heart, "Le Qing, did you hear it? Someone is going to smash your dog's head." ”

Le Qing said "Huh?", released his divine sense and probed out, just wanted to scold who was not long-sighted and said that he was going to beat you Uncle Pang, but as soon as he saw the little white deer squatting on his shoulder, he lost his temper in an instant, turned his head and ran, and scolded in his mouth: "Zhang boy!

His mother's family is Ying Long's grandchildren, isn't it fun to smash my head? Although they are all ancient beasts, they are also higher than her. But this is not something that can be explained in a sentence at all, and the mother doesn't need to speak.

A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe jumped out of the pit with Zhu Keyong on his back, looked at Zhang Muliu and said in a deep voice:

"What a ploy!"

Zhu Kewu couldn't die anymore, his face rushed down and lay on the ground without any movement, and then suddenly his fingers moved twice, and he jumped up like a rabbit.

The third prince touched his chest and rubbed his back, surprised.

Why don't you have an opening, no holes?

Although the Jiuyuan Daoist had a cold face, he had never had a hard time with Zhang Muliu, he looked at the unconscious Zhu Keyong, and sighed: "Someone has reminded you, you have to learn to believe, how can you be dead-headed? Will I come to save you?"

Shopkeeper Luo's head kept turning from side to side, and finally pointed his finger at himself and asked the woman next to him, "Yes...... Say me?"

Then he burst out laughing, "Are you praising me?"

Of course, he was slapped by a woman.

People watching the theater are confused, what's going on? Who's going to tell me?

Only Liu Gong pursed his lips, took out his cigarette pouch and filled it with tobacco and lit it again, took a puff hard, and inhaled the smoke through his nostrils, so he spit out the smoke while talking:

"It's an old way again? scared the master to death. I'd better take a cigarette to suppress the shock. ”

Liu Gong is not afraid, he just believes in Zhang Muliu.

A sound of footsteps came from a distance, and it turned out to be a white-haired old man on crutches walking slowly.

Zhu Keyong bowed and said a word of sir.

Zhang Muliu also smiled.

The old man had been here for most of the day, looked around for a week, and then said to himself:

"Why don't you help the prince?"