South Ganbu Island.

The sky was already bright.

Along the way, Lu Bei's rainbow transformation technique was scattered and surrounded by smoke clouds, but there was not much relief on his face, but helplessness.

After all, Yang Jian behind him had been chasing him for a day and a night.

Moreover, every time he looked back, Yang Jian, the true monarch of Qingyuan Miaodao, was thousands of miles behind him, not far away, not close, not hurrying, looking at himself indifferently.

Lu Bei's brows were deeply locked, he really couldn't figure out the intention of this eldest brother, and he thought about it a little in his heart. Suddenly stopped the golden rainbow light, and looked at Yang Jian with a calm expression.

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun also stopped retreating, his eyebrows were like blades, his nose was like a hanging gall, a black big hunting sound, his body was tall, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and his expression was sneering.

"Zhenjun, what's the matter?" Lu Bei sighed softly.

"Why bother?" Yang Jian's eyes suddenly turned cold, he laughed angrily, and said sharply: "Taiwei Daoist, you did a good thing, but you came to ask Benjun?"

Lu Bei's eyes were sluggish, his expression was silent, and he didn't know how to refute.

He didn't do it properly.

But if you want him to face Yang Jian and say something about Brother Yang begging for mercy, he can't say it.

Because his name is Lu Bei!

Lu Bei's eyes were silent, he arched his hand slightly, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Chan'er and I have the same affection, Zhenjun is elegant and elegant, Lu Mou secretly thought that Zhenjun was the beauty of an adult." ”

Yang Jian's expression was cold and solemn, and he didn't say a word, looking at the plain-clothed young man with a sword hanging from his waist on the opposite side.

The young man's face is resolute, his eyebrows are sparse, he looks forward to Shenfei, and there is a breathtaking look between his words.

Not to mention, this person is still an immortal true immortal who can be compared to the Great Trend Bodhisattva.

I have to say that the third sister still has some vision.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and such a ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in his heart, but as soon as it rose, he forcibly snuffed it out.

After being silent for a long time, he said coldly: "Taiwei, Benjun asked you, but do you really like Yang Chan?"

This is a solemn question, but there is an indescribable meaning.

Hearing this, Lu Bei's expression was slightly stunned, but for a moment, he said awe-inspiringly: "True Monarch, Lu Bei's mind can be learned from heaven and man." ”

"Okay, let's do it. ”

Yang Jian's eyes were sharp, and a three-pointed two-edged knife overflowing with cold light pointed at Lu Bei from afar, and shouted coldly.

"En?" Lu Bei was surprised, smiled awkwardly, and said astringently: "Lu is not...... I don't understand what Zhenjun means too much. ”

"I have beaten Benjun, and from now on, I will not object to the matter between you and the third sister. If you are defeated by ......" Yang Jian's eyes were cold, his eyebrows were as strong as substance, and he said in a deep voice: "Of course, Benjun will not kill you, then the third sister will definitely be heartbroken...... Only break your limbs, Yongzhen Huashan. You don't want to go anywhere in this life, just live a good life with your third sister until you ...... The day she gets tired of you. ”

Yang Jian said coldly, from beginning to end, but did not mention a word about Princess Hong'er.

Regardless of whether the two of them are true or not, since Lu Bei has become the son-in-law of his Yang family, there is no need to think about those who have or don't.

I have to say, it's really hard to break my heart for a stupid girl.

Whether it is Lu Bei's present life when he came to this realm, or Lu Bei's previous life when he never came to this realm...... Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch Yang Jian, in the face of the Three Holy Princesses who was deceived physically and mentally, really did everything that a perfect brother could do.

In fact, this is also a helpless thing, the wood has been completed, what can I do?

Lu's lack of virtue is precisely this.

Of course, if Lu Bei was an ordinary mortal who was not literate, Yang Jian, the true monarch of Qingyuan Miaodao, I am afraid that he would not have such an attitude.

Hearing this, Lu Bei's eyes flickered and he stopped speaking.

Since Yang Jian wants to fight, he will not hesitate to learn this person's methods.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei sacrificed six pure bamboos and looked at Yang Jian indifferently.

The momentum of the two is rising, each occupying half of the sky, and they are about to explode!

Yang Jian was slightly moved, and there was a hint of appreciation in the depths of his eyes.

He originally thought that Lu Bei would choose to continue to escape, after all, his people's golden crow rainbow transformation technique was not easy to pursue, but he didn't expect that he would have the courage to ......

Since this is the case, Yang Jian's eyes were cold and he smiled cruelly.

And this smile fell in Lu Bei's eyes, and his heart was inexplicably sudden.

But seeing that the blue light and the platinum light intersected in one place, the two fought in one place.

As soon as Fang fought, both of them were shocked in their hearts.

Lu Bei displayed his unparalleled melee magic powers, and his body was extremely fast and treacherous, which could be said to be broken step by step on the nodes of time and space, and he was elusive.

Even Yang Jian couldn't capture Lu Bei's body with his own divine thoughts, but relied on his instinctive sense of battle and exquisite martial arts to suppress Lu Bei to the death.

But even if he slashed Lu Bei with a three-pointed and two-edged knife, there was still a cloud of mixed energy around Lu Bei, surging up and down, and the offensive was almost seventy percent wiped out.

Lu Bei was pale, with a bitter smile in his heart.

Under the hands of Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, if it weren't for his innate defensive spirit treasure and the support of the Floating Life Diagram, I am afraid that he would be defeated in an instant and his life would be lost.

This uncle is really ruthless!

And while the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed at his limbs, he actually greeted him three ways.

It seemed that it was not as simple as breaking his limbs.

In this way, Lu Bei was gradually beaten out of anger.

The six pure bamboos of the Heavenly Spirit Treasure were clear, as if the dragon was flying into the sky, and the green clouds came out of Xiu and wound towards Yang Jian.

"The spirit treasure is untenable, and I don't know how you became an immortal?"

Yang Jian's expression was calm, and he asked lightly.

Especially when he saw that the corners of Lu Bei's mouth were faintly covered with a little blood, and his body was clumsy, for some reason, the originally angry emotions in his heart were slightly relieved.

Hearing this, Lu Bei's eyes sneered, and he sneered: "Lu has become a true immortal in a hundred years, and naturally he lacks means to deal with the enemy, so I don't know how the true monarch has become an immortal?"

Yang Jian sneered, and between the shots, he had already left a few points, but at this time, the offensive was like a continuous river, strangled towards Lubei.

But seeing the cold glow, the scenery is shining.

Lu Bei secretly complained, feeling that if he continued to fight like this, he would be caught sooner or later, and his heart would be horizontal.

The figure flickered, and then suddenly disappeared in place, landed in a very far place, and said in a clear voice: "Brother Yang, you are also angry, Lu still has important matters, so I will not accompany you." ”

The innate treasure Kunlun mirror, the supreme power of time and space is like a dazzling strip, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Bei disappears.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, his eyes were gloomy and unpredictable, and he suddenly raised his arm, and a piece of platinum brilliance slashed towards the void below, with an astonishing momentum, and it was a hundred miles.

But he didn't chase it anymore.

"I'll make you look good next time!"

......

......

said that after Lu Bei left, he fell outside a small county town.

Coughing lightly a few times and stumbling a few times, he smiled slightly, and didn't care.

Just waiting to step in.

But he saw that the gate was not far away.

A young woman selling plums, wearing a jinghai cloth skirt, has a beautiful face like snow.

A basket of plums was fresh and watery, and the green leaves matched each other, and the woman shouted: "Plums, fresh plums, not sweet, no money......"

On the official road, there was a big man pushing a cart, stopped his pace, and said with a smile: "Big girl, what a price." ”

"Ten pennies a pound. ”

"Well, it's too expensive, the Spring Festival Building in the city is only three dollars a catty......"

As soon as the big man said this, the pedestrians on the road all looked at the big man and the young woman with strange expressions.

"Grandpa, what is the place of Yingchun Tower?" At this time, a passing boy said to the old man beside him.

"Little guy, that's a great place to make men happy6 haha. The big man looked back and laughed at the boy.

Passers-by also let out a burst of laughter.

The young woman's face turned red, the corners of her mouth twitched, but her eyes were extremely cold.

Seeing that the woman's expression was not good, the big man smiled absently, and while pushing the cart, he glanced at the young woman's chest fiercely, and said loudly: "Alas, don't want it, don't want it...... Plums are still not as delicious as cherries. ”

In a few moments, the men's laughter spread far away.

Venerable Guanyin took a deep breath and said coldly in his heart: "The people of Middle Earth, who have a bad heart and do not cultivate virtue, need to be taught by Western Buddhism. ”

Lu Bei also watched this scene with interest, he didn't have any thoughts of grievances.

What he wanted to do most now was to heal.

Venerable Guanyin saw Lu Bei walking by the side of the road from a distance, and said with a smile: "Childe, buy some plums." ”

Lu Bei turned his head and glanced at the bamboo basket casually, and his heart was inexplicable, in the spiritual platform, the innate treasure Kunlun mirror, the blue-purple light of the Dao formed Star Swirl.

Bright and flickering, meaning inexplicable.

Lu Bei's heart moved, looked at Venerable Guanyin, blinked his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Poor monks don't eat plums, they only love cherries." ”

"Evil obstacles. ”

Venerable Guanyin's face changed drastically, and he said angrily.