When an immortal cultivator is in a desperate situation, someone will take out a sword, someone will take a gun, and someone will pick up a throwing knife, but I have never heard of someone taking a brick. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Moreover, slab bricks and slab bricks are also different.

The real bricks, a little stronger, a little more accurate when shooting people, maybe it can really play a good effect.

But the bricks in Song Qiu's hands are not real bricks.

The brick is just a description, and the mobile phone is the essence.

Of course, mobile phones can also do many things, such as calling the police.

But Song Qiu, who was holding the mobile phone, did not choose to call the police, but said to the black-robed man very calmly and calmly: "I'm going to use it to slap you over." ”

The black-robed man who was fighting with Jian Hongyu laughed when he heard this.

The black-robed man on Nokia's mobile phone also knows that the immortal cultivators of this era are no longer the original isolated living state, and they have long been perfectly integrated into the modern society, and their words and deeds are the same as normal modern people.

Although Nokian mobile phones have always been known for their durability, many people even claim to use it to smash walnuts. But it's okay to smash walnuts, and if you want to use a Nokia mobile phone to smash an immortal cultivator, he's either crazy or crazy.

Because I can't think of any other reason than to be crazy.

"It turned out to be a madman. The black-robed man smiled abruptly and said coldly.

The wind and thunder in his hand bursted, and countless purple electric chains with substance suppressed Jian Hongyu to death, and the red clothes were like a lonely sail in the stormy seas, maybe the next moment, it would capsize, and the boat would be destroyed.

Jian Hongyu's face turned pale, and she couldn't even say a word when she was oppressed by the purple electric chain.

I don't know when, a middle-aged man in a suit walked out of the back kitchen, looked at the fight scene in front of him, without surprise, just looked at the panicked proprietress beside him with concern, gently put the briefcase in his hand on the table next to him, and held her tightly in his arms with his free hands.

Outside the door, the autumn rain was rushing and the passers-by on the street were in a hurry, and no one had time to glance at this lively shop.

Glancing down at the brick mobile phone in his hand, Song Qiu suddenly raised his head and asked the black-robed man, "Are you surnamed Yang?"

The black-robed man frowned and didn't answer, not knowing what Song Qiu meant by this.

He didn't answer, and Song Qiu didn't care, his finger pressed a key on the phone.

The phone screen lights up.

He raised his right hand high, ready to raise his phone to slash at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man sneered: "If you take that thing and slash it on my head, I will lose if I dodge." ”

Song Qiu was angry and unhappy when he heard this, and he held his mobile phone high and wanted to slash down like a soldier with a lightsaber in a science fiction movie.

As a result, there was really a light on the phone.

The light took on the shape of a prismatic cylinder, with the top being the most slender, and the further down it went, the wider the cylinder became, extending to the top of the phone, which clearly looked like a hard whip.

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and the pillar of light had already smashed down on his head.

The Heavenly Spirit Cover on his head seemed to be violently bombarded, and the black-robed man with a profound Dao method actually felt that the Dao Law was lost in an instant, his mind was dizzy for a while, and he involuntarily fell to the ground on his back, his eyes were closed, and he passed out.

Jian Hongyu, who had already accepted her fate, was stunned.

The middle-aged man in the suit and the proprietress who were watching the game were also stunned.

This black-robed man who looked invincible was really knocked down by Song Qiu's bricks?

Song Qiu still stood there and muttered: "You're not a 'shock maniac', what kind of electricity do you play, aren't you looking for a chip?" (Book friends who don't know the shock maniac, you can Baidu ~~~)

Jian Hongyu was stunned for a long time, and asked unconvinced, "Immortal weapon?"

Song Qiu scratched his head, looking like a simple smile, no one could tell that it was he who had overturned an immortal cultivator with a brick just now.

Jian Hongyu suddenly remembered one thing, frowned and asked: "You raise your hand and see, his exercises naturally carry thunder poison, you just slapped him with a palm, you must be treated quickly, otherwise the disease will be a hundred remains, and it will be difficult to cure it again." ”

Song Qiu raised his right hand, the palm of his arm was as smooth as jade, how could there be any scorched black?

Jian Hongyu saw it, and her eyes were even more profound: "Little guy, I'm out of sight, who are you, not only do you carry immortal weapons with you, but even the purple thunder skill of Beibi Mountain can easily dissolve ......"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the purpose of her descent from the mountain. This time she escaped from the Turtle Hill, the reason why she chose this direction was because she thought that since the star picking trick calculated that the fairy fate was in this direction, then she would try her luck, and if she was lucky enough to meet the fairy yuan, she might not be able to find a chance to escape.

Jian Hongyu sighed heavily: "It turned out to be you." ”

Song Qiu blinked inexplicably, not knowing that Jian Hongyu had already touched some of his roots.

The black-robed man woke up, but his body couldn't move, and he shouted at Song Qiu in a sharp and piercing voice in disbelief: "Who are you? How can you have an immortal weapon!"

Jian Hongyu walked over and kicked him in the abdomen, dispersing his dantian qi sea, making his cultivation abolish half of Taiban, and sneered in his mouth: "You shut up for me now, there will be a chance to speak in the future." ”

The black-robed man was in pain, his body curled up, and he stared at Jian Hongyu with a resentful expression, not knowing if it was because of pain or fear, he really didn't say a word more.

The proprietress standing on the side was pale and trembling, and she seemed to be frightened by a few people, and the middle-aged man in the suit kept stroking her back and comforting her in a low voice.

Jian Hongyu was thinking about how to deal with these two people, and it was important that they not divulge today's details, when a middle-aged man in a suit walked over and made a gesture at the two.

"Please rest assured that today's incident will not leak out. ”

Jian Hongyu felt the humble aura emanating from the middle-aged man in the suit, was silent for a while, returned the salute, and said with a smile: "It turns out that he is also a Taoist friend, sure enough, this world is really small, and I can meet fellow Daoists anywhere, but I am rude." ”

"Daoist friends are polite. ”

"What would you do if we were defeated by the black-robed man just now?" asked Jian Hongyu with an eyebrow.

The middle-aged man with an honest face said indifferently: "In my territory, only I can call the shots." ”

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Jian Hongyu quickly left with the black-robed man.

She hurried back to Longhu Mountain in order to properly interrogate the man.

Song Qiu didn't know that the reason why Jian Hongyu was so eager to go back was not just because of this one reason.

At that conversation on the top of Turtle Hill, the black-robed man tried to provoke the relationship between Jian Hongyu and her senior brother, although Jian Hongyu immediately expressed disbelief at that time, but suspicion was like a seed, once planted, it was not known when it would take root.

In order to dig up this seed thoroughly, Jian Hongyu had to go back.

And it's right back.