It's like comparing the child with more sugar, the one with more sugar squeezes his eyebrows at the smile with less sugar, and at the same time he has to find a way to appreciate the other party's face that wants to pose that he doesn't care, but his eyes are full of jealousy.

"Two, one more than you, not angry. The old man squeezed his nose at Tubo with those two fingers.

Tu Bo snorted coldly, "It's not about numbers, even if your apprentice has one more than me, don't forget, then you just had a draw with me." ”

Then Xiao Lu Jiu advanced. The old man sat on the bed and shook his body.

"Advanced is useless! We're not advanced!" Tuber couldn't help but roar, then blushed, coughed, sat back on the stool, and said calmly, "The outcome is still unknown." ”

The Buddha put away the solemn statue and stood up, "Two donors, can you let me also tell you a result?"

"What? You bald donkey have to gamble? Isn't that a little different from what you just said? The old man looked at the Buddha and then at Tubo, who had a murderous aura in his red pupils, and said word by word, "You talk about it again." ”

The old man swallowed his saliva and gestured his middle finger at Tubo, "If you don't say it, don't say it, what's the big deal, right? ”

"What are you going to say about participating in this gamble?" Tubo said leisurely, looking at the Buddha.

The Buddha shook his head, "It's not about participating, it's about a result, as for whether you agree or not, what I said doesn't count, the choice between the two is." ”

"It's not good to be slick!" said the old man as he ran down, touching the Buddha's head with a smile.

“......。 ”

The old man withdrew his hand, clapped his hands, and pouted, "Okay, okay, don't make trouble, so what's your result?"

The Buddha nodded, and turned to the old man first, "Donor, you trust Miss Lu not to ignore others and not kill indiscriminately." ”

The Buddha then turned to Tubo, "Donor, you said that human nature is self-interested, and Miss Lu will obey 'profit' in the face of threats and temptations." ”

The Buddha clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Now the bet between the two is on the last person, and the results of the two are killing and not killing, so let me talk about the third result, this person will not do anything that will touch the interests and heart of the Lu Shizhu, so that the bet between the two will not start and end." ”

"Fallacy, since the beginning has been done, no matter how much the follow-up stops, it can't erase the fact that the former has done it, he has done it fundamentally, so he will definitely fall into this situation no matter what. Tubo stared at the Buddha, the killing intent in his scarlet eyes became heavier and heavier, no longer like moonlight, but a pool of red water that did not know the depth, which could not be fatalized.

And even if it is really like what the Buddha said, even if the third result does not appear, it is still yourself who loses one draw and one loss.

"Human nature, the two are gambling on Miss Lu's humanity, one believes in goodness and the other believes in instinct, but both of them don't consider the humanity of the rest of the people, but things are more conceivable, if Miss Lu kills him with kindness, or lets him go with instinct, what do you do?

"That's naturally according to her own heart. Tuber replied.

The old man waved his hand, "I didn't bet with him, how can I use my own students and people to bet on the gentleman, it was this bastard who pulled my Lu Jiu into the game without authorization, and I just reluctantly came to a game with this guy." ”

Tuber held his chin and smiled disdainfully, "Is this what people ask you? ”

"Who are you scolding, old mallet?" the old man looked at Tu Bo, spitting.

Tuber rolled his eyes, "Boring." ”

The Buddha sighed slightly, and the rest of them were not so "harmonious" when they met together.

"Both, my result is ....... ”

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The silk sword was put back in Lu Jiu's hand by Walking Horse, Lu Jiu covered his head and nodded at Walking Horse, who put away the silk thread and got up to look at Lu Jiu, there was no change in expression on the face of this dead man, and no emotion could be detected in the scarlet gaze.

"In that case, then I will survive, and this is also your own choice. He said lightly.

Lu Jiu gasped, the sweat was absorbed by the mask as soon as it overflowed, Lu Jiu's left hand clenched her right arm, she didn't think about anything at the moment, or couldn't think at all, in the sea of gods, Mo Lai knelt on top of the sea of gods with his stomach covered, and kept spitting out stomach water.

"No... Don't get your bodily fluids into my brain. Lu Jiu's voice sounded, and Mo Lai had a bitter face, although his face looked painful, he was still smiling,

"This isn't your brain, this should be considered an independent space, even with evil obstacles, and you still dislike my bodily fluids?"

"Disgusting. ”

"You say yes, you're the master, you say yes... Ahem!" Mo Lai spat out a mouthful of stomach water again, and this time mixed with a little blood, Mo Lai smiled bitterly and wiped the stains off the corners of his mouth, looking up at the big sword in front of him, "You made it, right? Who are you?"

The big sword stood in the middle of Lu Jiu's Divine Sea, and the second line flashed with a faint light, indicating that there was a person with the same strength as the old man Wu Xinqing.

Mo Lai stood up and walked slowly towards the big sword, but he stopped after just a few steps, and was forced to stop, and the tumbling sword qi pierced Mo Lai's body, nailing it to the sea of gods, unable to move.

"Are you afraid of me? The characters of the gods are afraid of my false existence in the illusion?" Mo Lai kept spitting blood, laughing at the big sword, like a crazy madman, but this is just an illusion, Mo Lai is very bad now, his vision began to blur, just looking there with instinct, the pain on his body began to weaken, this is not a good thing, Mo Lai knew that this was the feeling of dying, similar to that time, and more importantly, Mo Lai found that Lu Jiu did not touch this line at all, unlike the old man Wu Xinqing, this time the guy appeared by himself.

He is stronger than the old man Wu Xinqing, this is Mo Lai's rough estimate, although he can't get rid of the fact that he has the same peculiar sword aura as the old man Wu Xinqing, but Mo Lai knows that the former is probably right.

Mo Lai stared at the sword and no longer laughed, but turned into a smile, probably a smile, because Mo Lai had completely lost consciousness at this moment.

Outside, the anger in Lu Jiu's eyes suddenly expanded with the disappearance of Mo Lai's consciousness, and in front of Lu Jiu, the face of the horse was as usual, but his whole body had already reacted, and he reacted to the girl in front of him.

The hands are blocked towards the throat, and at the same time, the whole body is emitted black gas, and even these people can't react, and the whole body of the horse will be covered with black gas, and the hands will be made into a cross shape to block the throat.

A flash of black light.

Black gas burst out from the back of the horse's neck, like a medicinal liquid shot out of a needle, gushing out backwards, a sword the size of a fingernail emitted wisps of black sword qi, which had passed through his neck before the horse could react, and then, in the small hole pierced by the Xuanyuan sword, dark red blood with a rancid breath shot out from the opening, turning all the large and small ghosts on the road behind the horse into wisps of white smoke.

The pitch-black sword qi flew back to Lu Jiu's fingers with the Xuanyuan sword, who had already taken off his mask, and looked at the small sword that was happily spinning on his left index finger with his right eye, and smiled slightly,

"The sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, was born to kill people, yes, don't kill people, take the sword to learn those princes? It is better to take the sword to study hard, and dare to bring the sword to kill some unrighteous people who think they are. ”

Lu Jiu looked back at Zheng Que, his eyes looked at his waist, there was nothing except the belt wrapped in coarse linen, Lu Jiu's mouth moved slightly, and then looked at the sky, heh, get out!

Walking Ma covered his neck and looked at Lu Jiu, as if he was about to say something, only to see that his entire neck collapsed, his head fell down, and dark red blood gushed out from his broken body like a fountain and sprinkled all around.

Just as the blood was about to be sprinkled on a few people, an umbrella blocked the blood, as if to shelter it from the rain, and a white-faced scholar with a long beard stood beside the girl with two ponytails and smiled at the latter.

"Miss, don't worry, the humble duty is by your side, don't worry. ”

The double-ponytailed girl nodded, let go of Tang Xin's hand, and walked the horse grabbed her head, held it in her arms, and stretched out her hand behind her, those who were corroded by the blood of the horse turned into wisps of yin qi and were sucked into her hands, and then the horse no longer spurted blood, but held her head and looked at Lu Jiu, and the mouth that was sewn by the thread showed an expression - joy.

"This is the power of the Sword Master, then you have already killed me once, and after that, we will write it off, no, we will be entangled again. ”

Lu Jiu looked at the horse with contempt, his brows furrowed slightly, "You're talking to... Ben girl speaks?"

Walking horse looked at Lu Jiu coldly, wanting to know what the other party meant, humiliating himself?

Lu Jiu's brows furrowed even deeper, "Are you really talking to this girl?" I don't know if speaking to a woman, especially a beautiful young lady like me, is it better to not only be full of honorifics, but also to kneel?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying, you, damn it. Lu Jiu stretched out his fingers, and the Xuanyuan Sword wrapped in black gas disappeared again, and when people found it, it appeared behind the Walking Horse, and the Walking Horse had been cut off by the waist, and countless silk threads swam in the Walking Horse's body, binding the Walking Horse's body firmly, and the lower part of the outer broken armor completely fell off.

"It's such a beautiful thing, Nuan Yin will like it. Lu Jiu saw the armor that the horse fell to the ground, his eyes lit up, and he trotted over to pick them up one by one, and then hugged them in his arms, looking satisfied.

Walking horse covered his stomach and slowly retreated, staring at this strange woman cautiously; the long-bearded scholar with an umbrella just stayed by the side of the girl with two ponytails, always vigilant to everyone here; Tang Xin pulled the girl's sleeve, the latter smiled and looked at Lu Jiu in the crowd; Zheng Que looked at "Lu Jiu" in front of him, the light in his eyes disappeared completely, as if he was in disbelief, his mouth was slightly open, and he was speechless for a while.

In Lu Jiu's sea of gods, Mo Lai lay on Lu Jiu's lap, angry like a gossamer. Lu Jiu's whole body was bound by black sword qi, and he was trapped here, he could only look at the outside world, unable to do anything.

Lu Jiu counted the shattered armor in her arms, pursed her lips, and smiled happily, the Xuanyuan Sword swirled around her, very cheerful.

It's late today, sorry.