It's really nothing big to put out the true qi, although Qian Sanxiao, who took off her mask, looked like a weak woman, but to be able to do business in Chang'an City, where dragons are gathered and wolves are around, in addition to having an excellent brain and exquisite eloquence, the most basic strength is of course also needed.

But it was precisely because of this that she was shocked by Li Qingchen's current strength.

Qian Sanxiao, who was frozen in place and couldn't get out, was annoyed and surprised, and finally sighed and said: "No wonder, no wonder Brother Li changed his past temperament and acted so domineeringly, so it is, God, it's only been less than a year, Brother Li has successfully crossed the two big thresholds, even the genius of Tianzong is nothing more than that, right?"

When Li Qingchen heard this, he just chuckled lightly and did not explain.

For a martial artist, talent is of course very important, but his strength is not entirely based on talent, but is really boiled out by the tribulations of one level after another, and ordinary people can't stand his suffering, and naturally they can't enjoy his blessings.

He leaned out and said with a smile: "How about it, dry girl, I remember that I once said that if you want to make a lot of money, you have to dare to bet like the ancestor of your business, you helped back then, but it was just a small five-grade martial artist, in this Chang'an City where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, no fart is it, but now, in the future, Qiangirl, I don't need to look too long-term, because I want to go to that height, it won't take too much time, this is my self-confidence!"

True Qi withdrew, Qian Sanxiao also resumed his actions, turned back to sit back in his place, and sighed: "There is a fart, unless you are a martial arts master Ming'er, otherwise you can keep me? ”

When Li Qingchen heard this, he just stretched out his hand and gently tapped on the table, and after a while, he said: "That's it, that's it, forcibly dragging the dry girl in, it's indeed unrighteous, so let's do it, since the dry girl has helped me so much, then I will give the dry girl another gift in return, and I will participate in the martial arts performance of the Zhenwu Division in a week, and the dry girl can rest assured that she will sit in the village and open the stage, not to mention making more money and earning less, in short, she will never let the dry girl lose money." ”

Qiansan smiled and immediately said: "Brother Li is benevolent and righteous, I'm just a businessman who earns some hard-earned money, but I can't afford to provoke those big Buddhas, a weak woman, in this world, it's not easy to just survive, Brother Li is willing to raise his noble hand, and the little woman will definitely remember it." ”

Li Qingchen stood up, clenched his fists, and said goodbye: "That dry girl, we are destined to meet again." ”

After that, he gently patted Shen Jianxin's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Shen, if you don't return your sleeves to others, will you have to bring them back?"

When Shen Jianxin heard this, he came back to his senses, and quickly dropped the sleeve that he had accidentally torn off in his hand, and said in a very helpless tone: "Dry girl, I, I really didn't mean it." ”

Qiansan glanced at him with a smile, not once, what about the second time, she just sat in place and said lightly.

"I won't be far away. ”

The two turned around and left, and as soon as they walked out of the door, Shen Jianxin couldn't wait to transmit the voice: "Brother Li, is it over?"

Li Qingchen smiled mysteriously at him and said, "Don't worry, Brother Shen, when she takes the initiative to find us in the future, now let's go back to Chang'an Sizhong first, and go to the arsenal to find some Maha Heart Sutra, I've been waiting for a year, so I might as well wait." ”

When Shen Jianxin heard this, he nodded, indicating that he understood, but Li Qingchen took the opportunity to tease: "What, Brother Shen, are you still a little reluctant?"

Shen Jianxin smiled helplessly and said, "Twice offended, it seems that I am going to be hated by the dry girl." ”

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In the Yuhua River, in a delicate painting boat called Qinglian Nunnery, a man with a pair of extremely good-looking peach blossom eyes and a clear smile looked at the back of the two people on the other side from the second floor, and suddenly turned his head, and looked behind him with hideous scars, which was terrifying, if he saw it at night, he was afraid that he could frighten people to turn their heads and run away: "Look, I will say that I am fated with him, and I will see you again sooner or later." ”

Huang Hua looked at the ugly face that she couldn't see at all in the bronze mirror in front of her, and responded softly: "But looking at his appearance, it seems that what Gongzi did before has all been in vain." ”

Mo Luo turned around and continued to look at the wonderful scenery in the Pingkang Fang, and laughed indifferently: "Is it in vain? I don't think it's a seed, when it is buried in the soil, no one can see it, but if you want it to grow into a towering tree, you have to fertilize it from time to time, so that you can take care of it, and if you only water it once and break the ground, then it is really boring." ”

Huang Hua was silent for a moment, then muttered: "What Childe said is that as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, people will not fall into the darkest abyss, and it is impossible to regard the abyss as their own destination, and from then on, they will be willing to guard this abyss." ”

Huang Hua slowly put down the fork lever that opened the window in her hand, closed the window, walked slowly behind Yang Hua, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the scar on her face like a lover, pouting: "I don't care if others say this, but Xiaohua, if you say this, my heart is about to die, come, you touch it, it's really going to die." ”

The yellow flower head does not return.

"Does Childe really have a heart?"

Mo Luo leaned on her, supported his chin with one hand, made a look of trying to remember, and kept muttering: "Yes, where is my heart, it should be dead, but when did it die, was it the day when the beloved woman was sunk in the river, or the day when the imperial examination was defeated, the day it was sold into a prostitution hall, or the day it was thrown out of the martial arts hall with a broken leg, the day it was robbed of food with wild dogs, or the day it was stabbed in the back by a close friend, which day was it, what day was it?"

Suddenly, he slammed the table, turned to the last person in the room, and asked, "Come, come on!"

Originally, he was silently thinking about how to improve the five elements shield with light, and he was frightened, and said in a very helpless tone: "My lord, you just, don't joke." ”

After hearing this, Mo Luo's face sank, staring at Gong Luo hate, the atmosphere in the room froze for a while, and just when Gong Luo was hesitating whether to fight to the death to kill this moody demon and eliminate the harm in the world, he quickly turned around and ran, just hoping that he would never meet him again in this life, Mo Luo suddenly smiled again, and his tone was frivolous.

"The carpentry work is stupid, I can't understand the jokes, it's really boring. ”

He only felt that every day he stayed with this demon was a silent torture for him, a normal person, and he often wondered if he would become as crazy as him one day after following this person for a long time, or as Miss Yang Hua said just now, willingly fall into the abyss, embrace the abyss, and finally protect the abyss?

There is no answer to this question.

Mo Luo paced around the room with his hands behind his back, turning around, and muttered: "Without family, he still has friends, without friends, he still has obsessions, but a good knife can't have his own ideas, you say right, but what should I do?"

Gong Yi hesitated slightly, but finally plucked up his courage and said, "My lord, we have been back to Chang'an for some days, you have been staying in this Qinglian Nunnery and not going out, and I have a few elders in Lubanmen, I really want to see you." ”

This can also be regarded as one of the few threats that dare to say it directly, no, it is not a threat, at most it is just to remind the other party, without the power of Lubanmen behind the back, you alone will not be able to succeed, the reason why you were rescued from the Shifang Town Demon Prison is because Lubanmen needs you, but if you insist on not obeying the command, making trouble everywhere, and finally affecting the overall situation, my public hatred is a waste, and I can't cure you, but there are naturally people who can govern you on the Lubanmen side, after all, in the final analysis, you are just a seven-rank martial artist, how much stronger than ordinary people, and Lubanmen, but there is a way to kill the martial artists of the Divine Realm, the great power that has been inherited for thousands of years is not so simple.

Mo Luo turned his head and faced the public with hatred, and pulled up the corners of his mouth with both hands, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Well, don't you just need a vicious dog to help them bite people, I bite people very well, you see my teeth, bite Bai Jingque to death, don't you take a third bite, don't you believe it? Why don't you try it first?"

The face hidden under the mask was full of helplessness, and he really couldn't say even half a normal sentence to this devil, so he could only pretend not to hear it at the moment, and his heart was even more itchy with the hatred of the old man who sent him at the beginning, why did he put this unlucky errand on his head?

Damn, if I knew today, I might as well stay in the mountains and continue to do my own research, why bother to come out to see this world of flowers?

Mo Luo put down his hand, and casually wiped the stained saliva on the invulnerable robe on Gong Lose's body, shook his head, and sighed: "Alas, forget it, it's really a boring elm head, go, Xiaohua, let's go find that Lu, Lu or something, it's been so long, he should miss me, right?"

Gong lost and hated secretly, that Tubo martial artist really fell blood mold, was targeted by you, first tortured, and then forced others to kill their bosses and change them to themselves, I was afraid that even his spirit had collapsed, but I didn't expect to refuse to let him go now.

Mo Luo turned his head, looked at Gong Cheng who was still in a daze, and beckoned: "Hurry up, you don't lead the way, do you want me to destroy the Ten Directions Town Demon Hell again?"

When the public lost and hated, he scolded secretly, but he had to stand up and obediently lead the way in front.

Since the first war in Chang'an, Lubanmen came to the world openly with the attitude of Luban's heirs, and under the recommendation of his uncle Yang Zhaopu, he was appreciated by His Majesty today, and successfully cooperated with the Ministry of Imperial Court to set up a separate yamen, which was the "Divine Craftsman Division", and they were also the ones who fought in the ring with the Zhenwu Division in the past six months, and this new Shifang Town Demon Prison was naturally rebuilt by them, after all, the people who built this prison specifically for the detention of martial artists were also their ancestors.