Volume 2 This Is Not the End Chapter 142 Night Tour

"Pounce. "Another butterfly landed on the ground, just now Lu Xiuyuan summoned a total of twenty-six butterflies, and half of the effort of this meeting has been lost.

"Hmm. Duanmu Yushan's hand seemed to be hanging with a thousand catties of weight, his fingers slowly stretched forward, and the small fireball also continued to move forward, and a butterfly fell every foot of advancement.

"Go. In the end, there were only five butterflies left, and Lu Xiuyuan also pointed a finger, and the butterflies collectively moved forward and threw themselves into the fire of Duanmu Yushan.

There was no expected landslide and ground cracking, and the fireball of Duanmu Yushan was cut off by the wings of the butterfly, and the fireball turned into fireworks, and several butterflies danced in it.

"I conceded. Lu Xiuyuan smiled and withdrew his finger.

"Senior Brother Lu is really smart. Duanmu Yushan also withdrew his supernatural powers, the supernatural powers he obtained after channeling his spirits were condensation, as long as the small fireball did not burst, it would continue to absorb the surrounding fire elements, this situation was like constantly pumping into the balloon, if he couldn't defeat the enemy in a short period of time, he would be counterattacked.

Lu Xiuyuan's slash was like piercing five holes in the balloon, those fire elements gradually dissipated, the light in the air was dotted, and the last five butterflies also fell.

"You can't kill me, and of course I can't kill you. Lu Xiuyuan's face was not very good-looking, every butterfly pinned his distraction, and the short battle with Duanmu Yushan made him lose a lot of vitality.

"I want to see the light, and I hope Senior Brother Lu will help me. "Breaking the arms of the weak and shaking hands with the giants, Duanmu Yushan behaved very realistically.

"Light is expensive. "Lu Xiuyuan is more realistic than Duanmu Yushan, he was originally a businessman.

"Is this enough?" Duanmu Yushan took out a brocade box from his sleeve, and when the box was opened, there was a branch inside.

The branches are red like coral, and what is even more strange is that it is obviously a tree from the earth, but it gives people a feeling that it is still growing.

"Lizhimu!" Lu Xiuyuan's eyes lit up, there are not many people in this world who know the usefulness of this thing, and he is just one of them.

"Please also ask Senior Brother Lu to help me. Duanmu Yushan handed the brocade box to Lu Xiuyuan.

"Senior brother is really willing, I won't compete with you for this opportunity. "Lu Xiuyuan didn't want to covet the position of the mortal Taoist master, and he was happy to be a favor.

"Thank you, brother, for your success. Duanmu Yushan bowed his hand to Lu Xiuyuan, and the man turned around and left.

"This person can't be trusted, and why did you give him Lizhimu?" Jiang Jinling walked out from behind the boulder.

"He is the spokesperson of Gu Lou Zhai, this sect has always been credible, Lu Xiuyuan promised that if he didn't make a move, he wouldn't fight with us anymore, as for Lizhimu. Duanmu Yushan smiled: "Without dragon energy, it is a dead thing." ”

"What if he can find the dragon qi?" Jiang Jinling asked worriedly.

"That's to make a wedding dress for us. Duanmu Yushan's face was very dark.

Song Jiang was a person who liked to enjoy himself before his death, and slept on a soft bed, which was made of silk and many unknown bird feathers.

Butterflies don't know now

Is Dao still in White Horse City? There is also Nangong Wanwan, the young man feels that this girl has been acting, but the arm is indeed hers.

Nantianmen, these three words are familiar and unfamiliar, if what Dadama said is true, then what is behind this sect is just the mixed-race descendants left by Xiluo, but is it really that simple?

Dadama's memory is still stuck in a few hundred years ago, so many things can be changed in such a long time, the unknown danger makes Fang Baiyu afraid, but he must go to the Guangming Festival, because Chen Pipi is there, and Yue Chuxin is also there.

"Brother Fang, Brother Yu. The faces and voices of the two men kept echoing in the young man's mind, one pitiful and the other hateful.

I will come to you, Fang Baiyu can't forget Yue Chuxin's betrayal of him, he wants to ask why.

Jiang Yan is also in Nantianmen, this pervert who gouged out his daughter's eyes, as well as Sister Pomegranate, Bai Fu, Chu Bai, and Jin Chaoqun, these people's debts are waiting to be collected by themselves.

The breathing was a little heavy, and the boy was now very tired, because he no longer lived only for himself.

"Life is like a drama, it all depends on acting skills, and the host has to start the filming of a new drama as soon as possible. "The sound of teasing sounded again, no, it was Silo's voice.

What do you want? Fang Baiyu now knows that the other party is not a system, but the identity of the alien is also very scary, especially since the other party is still a psychopath, this golden partner is really a bit powerful.

"The host is dark and windy tonight, which fits the atmosphere of this episode well. When he was on the moon, the icons in the boy's mind had disappeared, but with Xiluo's voice, the white blank box appeared again, and the plot of the sixth episode was written on it.

Fang Baiyu couldn't sleep alone, so he decided to go out for a walk, but he met Zhong Limo, a mortal young master who also couldn't sleep, and the two fell in love at first sight.

How could Zhong Limo fall in love with me at first sight when I am like this? It can be regarded as a struggle with Xiluo for a long time, and the young man knows that he can't be hard topped, and it is possible to convince him if he communicates well.

"Love is blind, it can make Lori fall in love with an old man, or it can make a beautiful boy fall in love with a shemale, and it doesn't seem like love. "There was no intention of communicating with Fang Baiyu, and Xiluo began to discharge.

Bursts of electricity reached the boy, and he stood up and walked out of the house.

Director Xiluo wants to film, but the other leading actor of the play is still in the Guide Palace.

"Father, Li Sheng's matter can't be figured out. "Zhong Limo and Li Sheng have an ordinary relationship, but he already regards the position of the mortal Dao Lord as something in his pocket, so he naturally doesn't want to see the power under his command damaged.

"Mo'er, look at this wine. "There were only Zhongli father and son in the house, and Zhongli opened a jar of wine, and there was only a shallow half jar inside.

"The water has evaporated over time, but the wine is more mellow. Zhong Limo seemed to have an understanding.

"When Uncle Qian left the sect, I sent only fifteen disciples, and more than twenty years have passed, and they have become eight hundred white clothes, Mo'er, how did you say that you are a father?" Zhong Liqi said.

"It's the work of my father and my uncle. The young voice echoed

Answer.

"Hehe, what a fart, I don't know how many foreign sectarians are spies among these people? But I am not afraid of my father, since they have joined our faction, they may become our people, provided that they are strong enough, you must be strong enough. Zhong Liqi said in a deep voice, "Haven't you found that person's descendant yet?"

"No, father, go and talk to Uncle Wu, kill Zhao Duhuan, he must know where Zhao Liangsheng is?" Zhong Limo was very depressed, he had already searched the inner and outer courtyards, but there was no trace of the woman.

"I asked, but he wouldn't say. Zhong Liqi glanced at his son: "Mo'er, you better find another person to double cultivate, the day after tomorrow is August 15, and many people will jump out." ”

"Ahh As if to echo the middle-aged man's words, a cat's meow suddenly sounded outside.

It's normal to have a cat bark, but it's not normal to have a cat bark here, although mortals are the same as the vegetable market, it seems that anyone can enter, in fact, the inside is tight and the outside is loose, and there have been cronies guarding the Zhongli period outside the Guide Palace, not to mention cats in the yard at night, even a fly has never been.

"Not good. Zhongli and his son glanced at each other and walked out of the house at the same time.

Tonight, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were covered by dark clouds, and there were a few white dots in the bluestone-paved courtyard of the Guide Temple, which were the inner courtyard disciples who were loyal to Zhongli.

"Who created me in the night?" Zhong Liqi stepped out, and a wave of light spread from under his feet to the surroundings, and all objects that came into contact with the light wave turned black and white.

"Night tour. "This is probably the most arrogant assassination in the history of the Ming Realm, and from the roof, dressed in white, came a sword-eyed young man, who looked very young.

"Hmm. Zhongli's pupils shrank, and the young man held a sword in his hand, and drops of blood were dripping from the tip of the sword.

The sword that had killed someone should have bled out, but the blood seemed to seep out of the sword, and the sword screamed in pain as the blood dripped on the ground.

"Ahh "It wasn't the cat meowing, it was the sword meowing.

Very strange sword, Zhong Liqi felt that this sword was likely to be a penis, but he also had a penis, and as soon as he reached out, the middle-aged man took out something from his sleeve.

The treasure of the mortal town is a large bowl, which is too old and has a gap on the side, and there are five small characters engraved at the bottom of the bowl: the people take food as the sky, and the handwriting is the same as that on the word coin in Shengdou Village.

If you come, you will kill, and the sword-wielding boy will no longer waste his expression, he will swing a sword: "Deal with the heat." ”

The fourteenth sword of the bright moon night of the twenty-four bridges, the disciples of the Sword Sect can control this move when they have cultivated to the middle realm, but this sword is too difficult for the young man to obtain, and as the sword body swims, a tear is left in the corner of his eye.

"The people of the Sword Gate. Zhong Liqi had also studied with the cultivators of the Sword Gate, of course, he could discern the sword intent in the opponent's moves, and in the face of the young man's sword that attacked the door directly, he raised the broken bowl in his hand.

"Pounce. The sword and the bowl were stained together, and the true yuan in the sword-wielding boy's body turned into white air and flowed into Zhongli's bowl.

"Hmph. "One move was made, a sword-wielding boy

His face quickly faded, and he fell to his knees with a flicker.

"Who told you to come? Say his name, and I will give you a happy death. Zhong Liqi said.

"Hey, hey. The young man sneered, the sword in his hand was still bleeding.

"Mo'er, take away his sword. Zhongli suddenly had a palpitation.

"Yes, father. A straw rope flew out of Zhong Limo's sleeve, and the straw rope was put on the young man's sword like a cow.

"Da, da, da... A strange sound came from afar.

"Xiao Han. The sword-wielding young man's arm shook, and the bleeding sword broke free from the broken bowl, and it met the straw rope thrown by Zhong Limo.

(End of chapter)