"Oh?"

Yang Quanzi stopped when he heard the sound, his green eyes became deeper and deeper, but his expression was extremely calm, and he was almost like two people from his previous irritable and superficial appearance.

"If what I expected, I'm afraid your knife won't be able to come out of the box at this moment. Why do you want my sheep? It's a big deal, everyone fights to the death!"

Wei Shuqing glanced at the smoke and dust in the west, and said with a smile: "Wei only needs to block for a moment, naturally someone will come to find trouble with the honorable driver, but I am afraid that the fish will die, but the net may not be broken...... Would you like to gamble with Wei?"

Yang Quanzi was stunned, and snorted coldly: "Dare to let out three generations of gamblers who are desperate, Lao Tzu is not willing to accompany them!"

He just hesitated slightly, and suddenly laughed hatefully: "Even if you want to gamble, you have to follow Lao Tzu's rules!"

Before Wei Shuqing could react, Yang Quanzi threw the little medicine boy on the ground, and his free right hand shrouded the head of the little lamb in his left hand with a claw, and his sharp nails were fiercely picked, and he actually picked off one of the eyes that were as black as ink.

He didn't look at it, he raised his hand and threw the black eyeball into his mouth, and he didn't chew it, and swallowed it straight into his stomach.

"This luck is mixed, no matter how much you eat, you can't achieve magical powers, do you really want to have a good relationship with Wei?"

Wei Shuqing's brows furrowed slightly, but he still didn't move, just watched quietly, and saw that Yang Quanzi didn't answer, followed by another claw, and pulled out another eyeball of the little lamb in the same way.

A hideous smile appeared on the old devil's face, and he casually abandoned the breathless lamb like a shoe, or the little lamb was not a living thing.

"Hey, you want Lao Tzu's sheep to raise knives, the ghost of Lao Tzu's ass chased all the way to the kid to save this little doll, since Lao Tzu can't get it, you might as well leave it to you to fight, see if it's the tip of the Xiangzhou Golden Knife, or the claws of the Prison Eagle Dog!"

Yang Quanzi bowed slightly, pressed the little medicine boy who hadn't had time to get up after landing on the ground with his left hand, pinched the back of the demonic child's neck with his five fingers together and then lifted it high, and waved his right hand to slap it hard, which was printed on the forehead of the little medicine boy.

Rao is a little medicine boy is indifferent and stubborn by nature, and he still can't help but sigh after this beat.

Seeing this, Wei Shuqing finally became a little angry, his eyes stared, and his eyes seemed to burst out of a ball of fine light, which was amazingly bright.

"Zunjia really gave Wei a problem. ”

He took a step forward, his luxurious brocade robe shimmering in the morning light, the hem of his robe fluttering gently in the somewhat damp morning breeze, and the qi around his body was like a newborn day, gradually becoming grand.

Yang Quanzi laughed, the laughter seemed to be very cheerful, but it didn't make people feel half of the warmth.

He put the little medicine boy down, patted the other party's immature shoulder gently, and said softly: "Boy, and it's easy to use, but don't die, Lao Tzu will come to find you again when he is free! Don't think that you can escape from Lao Tzu's palm, each of us has one eyeball, and we have our own mysterious sense!"

The little medicine boy listened quietly without saying a word, and suddenly felt that there was nothing behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the old devil had already drifted away, and his white hair was flying in the air, and he was even a little dazzling by the morning light.

He blinked a little abruptly, only to realize that his body, especially his forehead, did not have any unforgettable pain as he imagined, and he didn't even feel the slightest strange feeling, when did the old devil be so kind?

I touched my forehead again, and it was smooth, and there was no previous vision.

He turned his back to Yang Quanzi before, and didn't see what the other party did, but he pressed a ball-shaped thing into his own head, I'm afraid it's really as the old devil said, it's a black-eyed lamb's eyeball, but at this moment, he can't find the slightest clue.

The sound of hooves in the west is getting louder, and the appearance of those people on the horse can be seen clearly, the shape of the robes and uniforms is the same as that of the border army, but the color is black, and under the light of the sky-rushing sword, the aura of slaughter spreads unscrupulously.

The little medicine boy looked back at Wei Shuqing, looked at the other party's somewhat uncertain eyes, and said coldly: "Your knife is very proud, saying that my qi and blood are not pure enough, and it doesn't want to drink it." ”

Wei Shuqing was stunned, stretched out his right hand back, held the knife box again, and felt it carefully for a moment, only then did he believe it, his eyes also became soft, and he said softly as if he was proud and sad: "Wei Jiaerlang uses blood to support this knife, which has its own generosity and heroism, and the mixed luck obtained by that person pretending to be a ghost is naturally not comparable!"

He changed his words, there was a hint of chill in his tone, and he stepped forward and said: "It's just that no matter how many Wei family members there are, after all, the manpower is sometimes poor, how can it be achieved if it is not coincidental?" Not to mention that it is the income of eliminating demons and protecting the people, even the imperial court and the Grain Temple can't say anything, that person will only take you as bait when he sees this, even if he can't get it, he will harm others and himself." It's a pity that your amazing qualifications were boosted by that person, and you were forced to enter the realm of qi cultivation, which lost a lot of potential. ”

Wei Shuqing didn't make a move, but stopped at the side of the little medicine boy, facing the west, and his eyes stopped on the body of the hundreds of fierce horsemen: "Who is that?"

"That's the second master. ”

Although Wei Shuqing didn't say anything, the little medicine boy knew that the person he was asking could only be the young man riding a white horse with a knife.

"Second master, heh, young hero, with unrivaled spirit, no wonder he was able to force that person to flee in a hurry. ”

The little medicine boy who didn't talk much didn't say anything, and Wei Shuqing didn't care, two people with strange temperaments, one big and one small, stood quietly in place, and there was a different kind of harmony.

A moment later, the two of them, together with the ancient tree that grew alone in the wilderness, were surrounded by the black oppressive cavalry, the blades and arrows were cold to the bone, and the tired faces had a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

Liu Tugou rode forward and was a little relieved to see that although the little medicine boy was a little inappropriate, he was generally fine.

His gaze glanced back and forth at the other person's face, the golden knife embroidery on the cuffs, and the iron box behind him, and grinned, "Golden Knife Wei family?"

With the realm of the second master, it is not difficult to see that the other party is a rare real master, although most of the strong qi that is not triggered is used to defend himself and other black crows, but there is still a small half of the bet on the little medicine boy, obviously there is a plan.

Hearing this question, Wei Shuqing didn't react yet, but the surrounding black crows couldn't help but tighten the handle of the knife in their hands, and the fingers that held the trigger of the hunting crossbow also increased a little strength, almost touching it.

Yang Xiong's halberd put the halberd flat very simply, the tip of the halberd pointed at Wei Shuqing's throat from afar, and the front hooves of the snowhoof green mantis beast slashed into the ground fiercely, as if it was about to charge in the next moment.

The crows who are familiar with the second master know that whenever the second master makes such an expression and speaks in this tone, no matter how bright the smile is and how friendly the words are, the actual mood is definitely not pleasant.

Anything that makes the second master unhappy, but it has never ended well!

"To be able to win the hearts of the army like this, it is no wonder that he has such achievements at such an age. Xiangzhou Wei Er, who has been stumbling on the knife for decades, does not dare to call it a golden knife. ”

Wei Shuqing's spiritual sense was keen, and after being slightly stunned, he was aware of the hostility of these black-robed border troops, praised and humbled himself, and still chuckled: "Wei still lacks a knife boy to serve, I don't know if the captain can cut his love?"