Chapter 216: The Four Potentials of Heavenly Death
Suddenly, a needle drop could be heard in the room.
Cao Yuan was dressed in green clothes and did not move, but the murderous aura surging on his body made people shudder.
Ye Qiu only felt that his breathing was starting to become difficult.
He was a little shocked.
It stands to reason that with his current cultivation, ordinary people can't suppress him at all, but Cao Yuan can do this.
"It is worthy of a generation of dragon masters, even if he doesn't know martial arts at the age of nine thousand, he will not lose to any top master in terms of momentum. ”
Ye Qiu was amazed in his heart.
"How is your injury?" Cao Yuan's eyes fell on Qilin's shoulder and asked.
"It's already good. Kirin said.
"Okay?" Cao Yuan was surprised.
Qilin smiled: "Ye Qiu cured me." He's the best doctor I've ever met. ”
Cao Yuan glanced at Ye Qiu deeply and said, "Thank you." ”
"Thousands of years old, you are polite, we are all brothers, this is what I should do. Ye Qiu said.
Cao Yuan nodded slightly, and asked Qilin again: "Did the journey go well?"
"It's okay. The Snake King and the Nandian Monster Mother-in-law chased me to Jiangzhou, and later intercepted and killed me on the highway back to Yangcheng, thanks to Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren......"
Qilin recounted the journey along the way in complete detail.
After listening, Cao Yuan laughed and said, "The strange mother-in-law is dead, and the snake king has run away, so there are two less enemies for us." ”
"Senpai, thank you. ”
"Thank you for saving Kirin. ”
Cao Yuan thanked Changmei Zhenren.
"You don't need to thank me, I'm not here to save the Kirin, I'm here to save him. The long-eyebrow real person pointed at Ye Qiu.
"Then I want to thank you even more. Cao Yuan said: "Ye Qiu is not only a person from our Longmen, he is also my savior. ”
Changmei Zhenren asked in surprise, "He saved your life?"
Cao Yuan smiled and said, "The Gu poison on my body still depends on him." ”
I see.
"Drinking?" asked the elder eyebrow.
"I'm injured, so I won't drink it for the time being. After Cao Yuan finished speaking, he took out a bottle of calcium tablets from the side, poured a slice and put it in his mouth and chewed it.
Seeing this, the real person with long eyebrows was furious, holding a wine glass, shaking his head and reciting: "The absurdity of youth is no longer there, and now it has become a drink." The old man has nothing to chew on, and a story is a piece of calcium. ”
It's another limerick.
"Nine thousand years old, you don't know, on the way to Yangcheng, Changmei Zhenren also wrote two poems, I read them to you. ”
Ye Qiu recited the two limerick poems written by Changmei Zhenren to Cao Yuan aloud.
After listening, Cao Yuan said with a smile: "The predecessors are quite diligent in composing poems. ”
Changmei Zhenren looked proud and said: "Write poetry diligently, compose poetry diligently, and only by working diligently can you produce good poems." What's the use of making good poems, happy to be able to eat. ”
The export is all limericks.
Ye Qiu really didn't want to vomit.
Cao Yuan said: "I still remember fifteen years ago, when I met my predecessors in the capital, my predecessors also liked to write poems. ”
Ye Qiu and Qilin looked at each other.
They all remembered that before killing the giant python, Changmei Zhenren said it himself, and he had only recently learned poetry.
Dare to love, this "recent" refers to the last fifteen years.
That's it?
Still delusional to surpass Li Bai and compete with Liu Bang?
Dream on!
"Senior, let's not talk about poetry today, drink, drink. The Kirin hurriedly toasted.
"Okay, drink. The real person with long eyebrows picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then said loudly: "Good wine!"
"Senior ......"
"Don't speak. The real person with long eyebrows suddenly looked serious.
In an instant, several people in the room became nervous, especially Qilin, whose eyes swept around sharply, thinking that an enemy was coming.
However, half a minute later.
I only heard Changmei Zhenren say: "The autumn is high and cool, there are no clouds, the head of Longhu Mountain and the nine-thousand-year-old Cao Yuan, the master of Longmen Gate, met in Yangcheng, and talked about wine, and even had fun." Changmei Zhenren then left a poem to pass on to future generations. ”
"It's called "Yellow Flower"!"
"When I was young, I was so frivolous that I missed a few good girls. I really want to fall in love again, but unfortunately the daylily is cold. ”
Changmei Zhenren smiled: "Everyone, isn't this poem written by Poor Dao very good?"
What a hammer!
The unicorn couldn't wait to slap the face of the real person with long eyebrows.
Just now he thought that the enemy was coming, and he was nervous to death, who knows, it turns out that Changmei Zhenren is brewing poetry.
You say you, write poems, write poems, can you not ask us how you write?
How is your writing, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?
You're disgusting us when you ask us, you know?
"Guys, why don't you speak?"
Changmei Zhenren looked at everyone suspiciously, and after a while, laughed and said: "I know, it must be that the poems of the poor road are written too well, you don't know what words to use to describe it, this is good, otherwise I will be proud if I hear too many words of praise." ”
Day......
Can you be shameless again?
"Ouch. Cao Yuan suddenly screamed in pain and said eagerly: "Ye Qiu, help me into the bedroom and help me treat my injuries." ”
"Good. Ye Qiu immediately helped Cao Yuan and walked towards the bedroom.
Qilin looked at the two of them in a daze, and when Ye Qiu and the others were about to enter the bedroom, they suddenly reacted, hurriedly got up and said, "Nine thousand years old, I'll help you." ”
"No, I don't. Cao Yuan quickly turned around and instructed Qilin: "You stay here and drink with your seniors." ”
"Nine Thousand Years Old ......"
"This is an order! Remember, if you don't drink enough, I'll ask you. ”
Kirin was about to cry.
Entering the bedroom, Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to listen to the old thing reciting poetry.
"After so many years, Changmei Zhenren still can't change his hobby of writing poetry. Cao Yuan shook his head helplessly, and then said, "Ye Qiu, I'm very happy that you can come to Yangcheng." ”
"I heard that you are in trouble, and I dare not come. Ye Qiu said, "Do you really want to fight to the death with the enemy tonight?"
"Of course. Cao Yuan said: "I have always been true to my word. ”
Ye Qiu was silent.
"You don't have to participate in tonight's battle. Cao Yuan said again.
"Why?" Ye Qiu was puzzled.
Cao Yuan explained: "This battle is a matter of life and death for my Longmen, if I die, Longmen will face collapse." ”
"Although the Dragon Gate has not been established for a long time, but I have poured my great efforts, if I die, the Dragon Gate will collapse, then I will reach the Netherworld Mansion, I am afraid it will be difficult to look at. ”
"Therefore, I deliberately left Suzaku in the capital, in order to leave a little hope for Longmen. ”
"It's just that Suzaku is a girl after all, even if she is as wise as a demon and has a strategic mind, she is not suitable to be the commander of Longmen. ”
Speaking of this, Cao Yuan's face became serious, and he shouted in a low voice, "Ye Qiu listens to the order." ”
Poof!
Ye Qiu knelt on one knee.
Cao Yuan said with a serious expression: "If I die, then you will take over the position of the master of the Dragon Gate, expand the territory for the Dragon Gate, and conquer the world!"
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