Zhou Cong's domineering spirit worked again, and the long-lost power condensed in his body again. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info turbulent aura, like a whirlpool, transformed into a fierce domineering. The huge fist, the golden light shined, and with the filling of the domineering energy, the halo on the fist became more and more intense, and a huge fist shadow came out of the body. Shining with golden light, it is as fast as an arrow from a string and as heavy as a mountain of five mountains. In the overcast sky, black clouds surged, as if trembling, and the huge fist shadow carried a thick murderous aura, as if suffocating the sky and the earth.

Domineering and arrogant, vertical and horizontal, indomitable, dominating the world, the fist of the brave. In a hurry, Zhou Cong actually realized that the sixth type of the Decepticon Fist was the fist of the brave.

I saw a punch out, and the heavens and the earth changed.

Zhang Yongxiang's playful face finally showed a touch of solemnity. His eyes narrowed slightly, his aura was running wildly, and a black five-foot giant sword appeared in his right hand, and the blade of the sword flashed with brilliance, revealing a slight chill. It's like looking at it, and the blade of the sword can split a person's eyes.

The giant sword swung out, like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and even the air shattered, letting out a sharp roar, facing Zhou Cong's fist shadow, and went straight away.

In an instant, the sparks were like lightning, and the sound of fists and swords intersecting was like thunder.

Boom! The golden fist shadow was split in half by the giant sword. The fist shadow turned into two fists and slammed into Zhang Yongxiang's chest in an instant.

Zhang Yongxiang vomited blood and rolled upside down, staggered on the ground, and took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

"You are very strong, strong beyond my expectations" Zhang Yongxiang said although he was injured, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry: "I should have killed you a long time ago, raising tigers will affect myself for trouble"

"It's you who are too vegetable" Zhou Cong's eyes were innocent, he always thought that he would be a lamb to be slaughtered today, but he didn't expect to become a tiger who eats sheep.

"Ahaha, it's not too late to kill you today" Zhang Yongxiang said that the giant sword was raised again, and the momentum was even greater, and the murderous aura was like water, rich and dripping.

Zhou Cong couldn't help but secretly complain, Fang Cai's fist intent was split, and his arm was also injured, and he couldn't lift it for a while, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it, and secretly shouted in his heart: "Xiaobai relies on you"

I saw Zhou Cong's left fist out, a tiger-shaped tattoo on his left arm, a whistle repeatedly, and a huge tiger shadow rushed out fiercely and pounced towards Zhang Yongxiang.

The sword is sharp, the tiger's claws are sharp, and the sword shatters and the tiger disappears. The dissipated tiger-shaped light and shadow flew back to Zhou Cong's side and condensed into his left arm.

"Xiaobai, are you okay?" Zhou Cong asked eagerly in his heart.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just a little tired, but I can still hold on" Xiaobai's voice sounded in Zhou Cong's heart.

Zhang Yongxiang smiled cruelly, and forced Zhou Cong step by step: "What other moves do you have, just use them!"

"As you wish!" Zhou Cong suddenly raised his spirits again, and his fists came out together, and the fist shape condensed into a dragon and a tiger, crazy and tyrannical. The momentum is like lightning, strong as swallowing the sky, the dragon roars, and the tiger roars again and again, devouring Zhang Yongxiang.

Quiet!except for the rattling sound of the little white's mouth.

Liu Yiyi's shouts became farther and farther away in Zhou Cong's mind, and became more and more blurred. He finally fainted, as if in a long dream.

"Yiyi!" Zhou Cong just woke up, calling Liu Yiyi in his mouth, looking around at this comfortable and luxurious room through the gauze curtain on the bed; directly opposite the bed is a mirror table carved from Nan wood, a screen on the right side of the mirror table, and a guqin is faint behind the screen. The sound of the piano is dingdong, clear and elegant. Listen to the voice, and the one who plays the harp will be a woman. There is a pillar of sandalwood in the incense burner next to the piano, and the cigarette smoke curls up, straight like a fairyland.

"Yiyi!" Zhou Cong shouted again.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a wisp of incense wafted behind the screen. A woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a mint green gauze dress, which just covered the three-inch golden lotus in her hand, and her long black hair shawl was dotted with the swaying of lilac agate. The bright eyes seem to be contaminated with wind and dust, and there is a faint sadness in the simplicity.

"Jade girl, why are you, is this the Drunken Spring Building?" Zhou Cong couldn't help but open his mouth wide and his face was full of disbelief.

"Of course it's me, I'm not Yiyi," the jade girl jokingly stepped aside and said, "Your Yiyi is here."

Liu Yiyi's eyes were red, obviously she had shed tears, but when she saw that Zhou Cong was unharmed, she said unusually cold and indifferently: "Awake?

"Well! I've seen it!" Zhou Cong nodded, a little unclear.

"Giggles, Zhou Gongzi, we haven't seen it before, we've seen it more than once! You haven't been here for a long time," the jade girl smiled coquettishly.

"Very good, I live in Yuelai Inn, you, come to me after resting. After saying that, Liu Yiyi didn't even ask him if he recovered, didn't care about his health, and walked out on her own.

"Yiyi" Before Zhou Cong could shout, Liu Yiyi had already opened the door and walked out.

Seeing that Liu Yiyi had misunderstood, Zhou Cong couldn't help but get angry and shouted: "Why is the jade girl, why do you want to help me!

"Hehe, Gongzi is a little safe, Miss Liu will not be in danger" Miss Yu was not in a hurry, and chuckled.

"You are a weak woman, you can rescue me from the City Lord's Mansion, it seems that your power must not be simple" Zhou Cong looked at the jade girl with a puzzled face and asked.

"Hehehe, why is it not easy for me to be just a woman who has fallen into the dust, saving you is just a gesture, because my maidservant has long been married to the deputy city lord of Tianyuan, and you have just helped him fulfill his wish to become the master," the jade girl said with a smile.

"I see! Thank you Miss Jade for your righteous action," Zhou Cong struggled to get out of bed and bow down like Miss Jade.

"It doesn't have to be like this, we just take what we need," the jade girl waved her hand to stop.

Zhou Cong insisted on standing up, bowed and swept the floor, and then staggered out in a hurry.

"Where are you going, Gongzi Zhou?" the jade girl shouted with a smile still on her face

"Looking for Yiyi" Zhou Cong hurriedly went downstairs. Zuichun Building, which has always had a booming business, is the first of the four green buildings in Tianyuan, but it is unusually deserted at this time. The hall was empty, not to mention the guests, they were prostitutes, and the little maids no longer existed, or as if they had never existed.

The carved wooden doors of the hall are tightly closed.

Zhou Cong staggered open the closed door, and a gust of wind blew, and he couldn't help but feel relaxed. The wide avenue was empty. It was as if in a few days the city had become an empty city.

Zhou Cong of Yuelai Inn knew him, so he didn't care too much, and hurriedly walked in the direction of the inn.

In the distance, there are four big characters written on the cloth sign, Yuelai Inn.

Zhou Cong walked straight in, but found that there was still no one in the inn, and the tables, chairs and benches in the hall were arranged in an orderly manner.

"Is there anyone?" Zhou Cong shouted, "Is there anyone?"

The inn was as quiet as a tomb, and Zhou Cong's shouting shook a little dust on the beams. It doesn't look like a person who has lived there at all.

Zhou Cong couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, and when he came out of the inn, he rushed to the drunken spring building.