"Uncle, Zhaodi, I believe you will not betray me in this relationship," Shu Long said with a smile.

"Have you not seen him leave just now in anger?" Wu Zhaodi replied irritably.

"You have a lot of things in your summer family, and you can't even live a peaceful life for a few days."

"Don't be angry, there will be a good show later," Shu Long said with a smile.

"What's a good show?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The disciples of Sanluan Sect will learn from our Shu family," Shu Long said.

"Oh, then you play, we cheer for you," Wu Zhaodi said.

"Which field I am on, don't I take my own humiliation with my skill," Shu Long said hastily.

"Although it is a discussion, but they are not willing to lose.

We will definitely send my eldest brother to the game at the summer house. You can see that he was beaten by someone. "

"What if your elder brother wins?" Xu Zimo asked rhetorically.

"If you win, you win, I don't lose anything anyway," Shu Long said with a shrug.

Several people looked towards the center of the yard, and it seemed that the Shu family and Sanluan Jiao had agreed.

Sure enough, Shuhu was sent from the Shu family.

And Sanluan teaches here, it is a man with a gun.

"Lin Dong," the man with the gun directly reported his name.

"I also hope that Brother Lin will show mercy," Shu Hu smiled modestly.

"Zhan will use all his strength, no mercy," Lin Dong yelled softly, and the gunshot intent shot into the sky, directly killing him.

"Then don't blame me for being merciless," Shu Hu also smiled.

He is holding a three-foot blue sword, the blue sword intent is as blue as the sea, crisscrossing the void.

"Three deep-sea styles," Shuhu stood with his sword, and went out to sea in one style.

The sword was like the dragon itself, soaring for nine days, rushing towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong was also not afraid of danger, and the tip of the gun was rippling layer by layer, sharp and sharp.

The collision with the dragon in the anger sea directly penetrated the body of the dragon.

At that moment, the guns and swords were facing each other, and their eyes looked like guns and swords.

"Poke him, poke him," Shulong shouted next to him.

"Who do you think can win?" Wu Zhaodi asked, looking at Xu Zimo.

"Whoever is not afraid of death can win," Xu Zimo replied.

In fact, the strength of the two is similar, so it is difficult to tell the victory or defeat if they continue to fight, but only by being ruthless and struggling to win can they win.

Wu Zhaodi looked at it for a while, then nodded slightly.

After the battle between the two of them came to the point of being full of enthusiasm, but Lin Dong had a fierce spirit of his own.

But Shu Hu was a bit reluctant to take his life, he would rather take a step back than injure himself in some ways of changing injuries.

So after the entire battle, Shuhu was almost beaten down.

"Your eldest brother is going to lose," Wu Zhaodi said, looking at Shu Long who was gloating.

As soon as her voice fell, the situation in the field changed. The two figures crossed by, and Lin Dong actually held the three-foot Lanfeng sword with one hand.

Regardless of the pain and bleeding, the tip of the gun pierced Shuhu's eyebrows.

"Dong'er, stop," Qi Kuangyin next to him drank a cup of tea and said timely.

The tip of the gun was less than one centimeter away from the center of the forehead and eyebrows.

But it stopped.

Lin Dong closed his hand and put the spear back. The hand holding the sword was already dripping with blood.

"It's just a discussion. Although the sword has no eyes, it can't really be killed or injured," Qi Kuangyin laughed.

"Yes," Shu Hai echoed with an embarrassed expression.

The Shuhu next to him had just walked through Guimenguan, but he didn't seem to recover.

"The people in Shuyang County are nothing more than that," Lin Dong said lightly.

"It's better to join our Sanluan Sect. That's where the strong should stay."

"There are still many young talents in Shuyang County, but your words have hit a lot," Shu Hai said with a light smile.

Although he is smiling, he feels that he is not smiling.

"If so, I would also like to challenge it," Lin Dong replied.

"The owner of Gongsun Yuan, who is drunk and beautiful, is also here, presumably there are a lot of Tianjiao of Jian Wu," Shu Hai said and led the target to Gongsun Muyu.

Gongsun Muyu hadn't spoken for a while. Seeing everyone's gaze, she smiled and said, "We are just a place of entertainment, we don't care about winning or losing.

If Sanluanjiao wants to ask for advice, of course, we will not refuse. "

"Then enlighten me," Lin Dong said directly.

He is eager to express himself because he knows the true purpose of the sect.

"Red, try with him," Gongsun Muyu said directly.

Among the several women who had come with her to perform the sword dance, one of them came out.

This woman is wearing embroidered shoes, a red Hanfu, and two small braids on her head.

The most important thing was the sword she was holding. It was a fake sword from Sword Dance, which should be made of wood.

"I can give you time to change a sword," Lin Dong said.

"I won't say that I can't win."

"As long as the speed is fast enough, a piece of paper can kill people, it doesn't matter what sword is," the maid said.

"If you are confident, let's start," Lin Dong said.

As soon as his words came, he only felt a chill in his neck, and his whole person was stunned.

He lowered his head and touched his neck lightly with his hand, blood flowed out a little bit.

Although he only wiped his skin, he knew that if the other party was serious just now, his head would directly fall to the ground.

But he didn't even see when the other party pulled the sword.

After the maid won him, she didn't feel so proud, but it seemed to have done an insignificant thing.

Then he retreated slowly.

"Let the elder Qi laugh," Gongsun Muyu said with a light smile.

"No, no, it should be an eye-opener," Qi Kuangyin shook his head and smiled.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there is someone outside the world. It's true that you are right, Dong'er, you are not wronged."

Lin Dong took a deep breath. Although he was not reconciled, he had nowhere to refute.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, in an almost dark void where nothing is seen.

Miss Mirror sat cross-legged on the lotus, her whole person was like the first moon, shrouded in a bright moonlight.

In this darkness, it is particularly eye-catching.

"The Evil King is dead," a voice suddenly sounded in the endless darkness~www.mtlnovel.com~ The mirror girl slowly opened her eyes, and huge pressure burst out.

He asked: "What about him?"

"Die with me," the voice said.

"It's that simple to die?" Girl Mirror couldn't believe it.

"I will investigate again, and I don't believe it too much," the voice continued.

Miss Jing was silent for a long time, and then asked: "How is the Holy Court?"

"It has been delivered, but the news that came, Netherworld has rejected our proposal," the voice replied.

"Reject? How dare they," the mirror girl said in surprise.

"There is a Necromancer, what are you afraid of?" the voice said.

(End of this chapter)