Li Luofeng was obviously not touched by his words, but shrugged his shoulders and said: "Okay, fifth brother, we have talked about this more than once, what is the rarity of a city guard captain? If you want me to say that it is not bad to be a vice captain, watching Xu Hui in front of the limelight, it is like watching a naked ancient demon show in front of people, when that guy raised the city gate tax, the expression of Manager Yu after hearing about it was wonderful!"

After a few words of ridicule, Li Luofeng couldn't help but ask: "If you want to say that this immortal rice is lost, the first person to bear the brunt is of course Manager Yu, there is no doubt that he is the main responsibility for exercising the rights of the city lord on his behalf, although you also have the responsibility of maintaining it, how can he be punished heavily, this kind of thankless thing is not his style of acting in Manager Yu." Otherwise, I wouldn't have won the respect of these people in the city lord's mansion. Could it be that the rumors are true? It is said that in recent years, he has been bewitched by the beauty of the Guangling Sandao Hall, and his behavior is different from before. He never married, it seems that the hero will be sad to pass the beauty pass, haha!"

Zhang Jingxuan glared at Li Luofeng, his brother is good at everything, but he is a little heartless, talking about serious things, and the topic can deviate to the West Boundary Mountain. After thinking about it, he still said to Li Luofeng: "It's dark at night, you can also go back and have a good rest." Three thousand catties of rice, hey, there is an exit for Yu Youhui! Tomorrow we will go to the City Lord's Mansion to find Brother Luo, this Fengxian City is our brother's hard work for many years, and we are not allowed to make waves at night. ”

Li Luofeng agreed without looking back, and staggered out of the study humming a little song.

"Hey Lao Ding, go and bring my horse over, where are you going? Of course I want to go to Guanglingsan, otherwise I want to go to your house? I don't like your mother-in-law, you should cherish it yourself." Li Luofeng's laughter and scolding and Lao Ding's laughter came from afar.

Zhang Jingxuan pursed the corners of his mouth in the study, thinking that Lao Qi still has this virtue, and he forgot the pain after the scar.

It's good to grind it under Xu Hui.

Staring at the good word and standing thoughtfully for a while, Zhang Jingxuan stamped out of the main hall, just walked out of the door A cool breath came to his face, he couldn't help but perk up, he stretched his waist comfortably and looked up at the bright moonlight, his chaotic mind became calm, and he seemed to be comforted by some kind of invisible comfort. The familiar scent of sandalwood came from afar, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

As he walked, he whispered to himself, "Hey, it's so kind, how many years haven't I smelled this smell? ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Jingxuan only felt that the divine consciousness that had been cultivated for many years was like a tide, and he immediately fell into darkness.

It was absolutely quiet, and it was so dark, there was no light in sight, Zhang Jingxuan couldn't help but shout, hey, where is this?

But Zhang Jingxuan couldn't hear his own voice, and even found that he couldn't move, and he couldn't speak at all.

"If you are as quiet as you are silent, you will be determined and persevere. "What comes to mind is not the Beiming Sword Technique, but the heart protection mantra that his mother taught him since he was a child!

Obviously, this worked, and then he saw that he was on the battlefield, and he could even see the protective armor of the Ancient Demon Marquis in the distance, and the hideous and huge ancient beast pattern witnessed how many people who hated it and were profound. The Marquis's look of pride and contempt was so obvious that he was no match for him!

The expression engraved in my heart was the source of my nightmare many years ago.

This is the Battle of Montenegro!

The Marquis of the Ancient Demon was killed by Brother Luo.

The crisis seemed to be imminent, he suddenly glanced back, Li Luofeng in the distance had an anxious look on his face, and jumped high with the Qingtian claw in his hand, watching the copper claw connected to the cyan pillar of light drag it to the ground like an upside-down onion because it exceeded the casting distance. Farther away, the city lord Luo Ying did not gallop as he had done, but pinched the magic trick in his left hand, and stood in the void with the magic weapon wind staff, this Fengxian city lord of the jade tree in the wind did not have the elegant and immortal temperament of the past, but looked at himself fixedly, the corners of his mouth seemed to mock and sneered, and the jade pendant tied to his waist fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, Zhang Jingxuan felt that his heart was suddenly grabbed by something, how could Brother Luo's expression be so familiar!

Seeing the power of the Ancient Demon Marquis sweeping over in front of him was like a long knife that overwhelmed the sea, interrupting all distracting thoughts.

Although he knew that he would be unable to resist him, he still raised the meniscus knife, and there was no more turmoil in his heart, and he roared: "Hurry, the big husband deserves to die!"

Even if he is defeated, he must try his last bit of strength, this is the true meaning of Gu Qingzhenren's Beiming sword technique taught him, and the expression of jealousy and hatred is like yesterday.

Master...

At this moment, a heavenly dragon flew up from Zhang Jingxuan's shoulder in the golden flicker, and the dragon's tail swept violently between the ups and downs, resisting the long knife of the Ancient Demon Marquis, and at the same time, an ancient book at the dragon's claw churned out, turning naturally in the void, and every time it was flipped, there was a golden light that shrouded the Ancient Demon Marquis, and within the pillar of light, countless white characters swirled endlessly.

The ancient demons in the pillar of light charged harder, but no matter how hard they tried, it didn't help. The Marquis's original pride was gone, replaced by endless violence and hatred. Sensing the extreme danger, his long knife was erected, and at the same time, the demonic energy in his body gushed out.

"Gu Yue, break!" the marquis struck a powerful blow at the pillar of light, and the demonic aura at the tip of the knife was like a black lotus.

Strange and poignant.

As the pillar of light shook, the Marquis was bounced upside down by the huge force, and blood continued to spurt out of his mouth.

His unwilling roar:

"No, Isaac of the Well of All Beings doesn't deserve to die here, the return of the Demon King will be unstoppable, you 。。。。。。 ”

With a dragon roar in the sky, the golden light of the ancient book suddenly flourished, and in the sound of Sanskrit singing, the ancient demon marquis turned into black powder and scattered with the wind.

It's over.

In the void, on the huge head of the golden dragon, the two dragon eyes did not glance at Zhang Jingxuan, but looked at the direction in which the ancient demon dissipated, and commented.

"The ability is so poor, the roar is quite loud!"

Zhang Jingxuan's eyes widened and he looked at all this, the Marquis of the Ancient Demon died like this? The Marquis is already a high-end combat power in the Ancient Demons, and wherever he appears, he will inevitably sprinkle disaster and destruction wherever he appears.

And every time, it will be accompanied by the fall of the masters of each faction to kill it.

Listening to the golden dragon's words, he couldn't help but have the following conversation:

"Where are you from? Thank you. ”

Jin Long said with an idiot look: "The people in the Buddhist sect who have cultivated for success are all surrounded by the Heavenly Dragon Protector. I am your protector. ”

"But I don't cultivate Buddha, the ancient demons have killed quite a lot. Well, my mother is just chanting Buddha and chanting. ”

"Oh, you don't have any killing karma, even the butchers of the world are heavier than you! Strange, let me flip through the book, this situation I have never encountered before. ”

“。。。 ”

Zhang Jingxuan finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother Shenlong, what kind of place is this?"

The golden dragon head did not raise it, and his eyes were buried deep in the ancient book and said: "This is... ”

Zhang Jingxuan didn't hear anything, and shouted anxiously, what are you talking about? I can't hear it! You say it again!

At this moment, Zhang Jingxuan's consciousness faded like a tide, and then he saw that he was back in this world, his mana was exhausted, and he was standing under the rockery in his courtyard, the meniscus knife was not far away, and the tip of the knife was deeply embedded in the ground and shaking.

When I looked up, the once bright moonlight in front of me had dimmed, and the morning star flashed high.

It was the time of the recent rise.

Has it been so long? Zhang Jingxuan couldn't help but rub his hairy head, and suddenly looked above his right shoulder, where a green snake was swimming happily.