Chapter 111 The master is also a hooligan

Zhuge ghost is a little helpless but very sad. In this situation, what else can we hope for? Besides, this knife seems to be a little kind.

He took a deep breath until Dantian, and the swordsman of his whole body rushed like a running horse. Zhuge ghost's spirit condensed to a point, and his whole body also emitted a sharp breath.

Huo Yuqing nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, it seems that you agreed, and I will take action!"

He slowly raised his sword, his eyes pious and focused, as if looking at his favorite thing. Then his hand waved gently, and a few stars flew mischievously to Zhuge ghosts like jumping elves.

His hands are like exquisite embroiderers, swinging up and down quickly but calmly, directing the light sword dance out of the most brilliant and wonderful dance in the world. He gave life to the sword, and countless lives appeared out of thin air, gathered into those few light spots, constantly changing, jumping, and full of vitality.

The sky suddenly became gloomy and jumped directly from the day into the darkest night. The light spots are like fireflies in the dark, playing with each other. The trajectory is also unpredictable, but the dance posture is extremely wonderful.

Zhuge ghost's heart was full of bitterness. Looking at the inexplicable darkness, his mind couldn't help but be attracted by those fireflies. He forcibly gathered the center god and found that Xiao Zhu had already been transferred to where, so he was a little relieved.

The several swords and rains displayed by Huo Yuqing are completely different from the fire celebration. As the latter used the most fierce killing move in the world and the most desperate counterattack with all his strength. Then the former is poetic and picturesque, the holy land of fairyland, which makes people unconsciously fascinated, but there is no trace.

Desperate swordsmanship can also use the desperate method to fight back their own lives, but how can this completely fascinating swordsmanship that makes people want to wake up? How can the perfect scene that even people immersed in swordsmanship do not want to destroy be broken? Besides, how can this traceless sword in line with heaven and earth be broken?

Let's die under this most beautiful swordsmanship! Isn't this a kind of happiness! Zhuge Gui's heart did not have any resistance, and he was even a little intoxicated.

"Wo..." A crisp sound sounded.

"Hm?" Zhuge ghost suddenly woke up, but the cold sweat on his back couldn't help but flow. What did he think just now? How dare he want to die under this strange and beautiful swordsmanship?

When he remembered it, his face was very ugly. What kind of swordsmanship is this? How can you have such a strange ability? Even if he wakes up now, he still doesn't know how to break it.

I don't know how to break it. You can also work hard. Zhuge Gui's teeth bit fiercely, but released them in vain. He sadly found that it seemed that he wanted to fight hard and didn't know how to fight!

What should I do? Jianyu has flown with the wind, gently wiping away from his neck like a lover's gentle softness.

Taking a step back again, Zhuge Ghost's heel has stepped on an edge. It is the spring he just dug out.

Zhuge ghost's eyes suddenly lit up. You can't fight hard, and you can't fight hard. So, if you can't afford to fight, you can't afford to provoke us to escape, right? We can always escape, right?

He waved his arm fiercely and hit the original deep pit. There was another loud noise, and the mud and water splashed everywhere. Zhuge ghosts did not look back and jumped down decisively.

Jianyu suddenly stopped, but Huo Yuqing was stunned by the loud noise and the suddenly disappearing Zhuge ghost, and the sword spirit was also suddenly broken. Several starlight spots gradually disappeared, and the whole earth returned to daylight.

Zhuge Gui hugged his body tightly and sat in the cold spring with some helplessness but sadness.

This spring has been smashed out of five or six meters, and the real spring has begun to trickle out, and now it has become a veritable spring. However, it is a pity that it was stained by a common man.

The sword hung around his waist, and Huo Yuqing stared at the Zhuge ghost who was bathing and smiled helplessly.

"How's it going, senior? The water here is very cold. Do you want to come down and wash it? Zhuge Gui reached out and lifted a clear spring and carefully wiped his big face like a cat.

"You..." Huo Yuqing pointed to Zhuge ghost tremblingly and didn't know what to say after all. Do you want him to ask how the water temperature is, cold or not, and do you need some spices and flowers?

"Senior, have I passed this?" Zhuge ghost asked tentatively.

"This..." Huo Yuqing scratched his head with more and more distress, and then reluctantly nodded.

"hehe." Zhuge Gui's heart was honestly and safely put down: "So, can I go now?" He asked carefully.

Huo Yuqing was even more distressed. He simply untied the sword on his waist and picked up the axe again. He walked to a century-old tree and began to cut down the tree.

"Senior?" Zhuge Gui was a little depressed. He moved his body, stood up, stretched out his head and looked at Huo Yuqing and asked seriously, "Can I go?"

The fiery axe is swinging faster and faster. After a few vibration, a huge tree fell down and hit straight at the Zhuge ghost in the eyes of the spring.

Zhuge Gui quickly reached out and grabbed a branch that fell first. With a strong pull, the whole person rushed out, gently touched his toes on the huge tree trunk, and landed vigorously and safely.

"So, are you the default?" Zhuge Gui turned around and left with the halberd: "Senior, I'll go first. Green mountains and flowing water will last a long time. We will see you later.

"Wait." Seeing that Zhuge Gui seemed to really turn around and leave, Huo Yuqing threw away the axe in his hand in distress and shouted anxiously.

Zhuge Guitou did not look back, turned around and ran away, and rushed out dozens of meters in an instant. The fool is waiting.

Huo Yuqing stamped her feet fiercely, threw down the axe in her hand, flew dozens of meters like a roc, and then stood in front of Zhuge ghosts and looked at Zhuge ghosts with some expectation.

"What else do you need, senior? But please tell me that as long as the small ones can do it, they must do it. Zhuge Gui looked at Xiao Zhu beside him and couldn't help smiling bitterly at the corners of his mouth, but his face was as bright as flowers.

"Really?" Huo Yuqing's face was overjoyed and looked forward to it.

"Really." Zhuge ghost had a sincere and sincere face.

"Well, can I have something to do with you?" Gongsun Yulun looked embarrassed.

"You said." Zhuge ghost felt that his head seemed to have a cold gust of wind blowing.

"Look. I'm a swordsman-level master. Huo Yu said shyly.

Zhuge ghost was shocked. No wonder, it seemed that the general was just a swordsman. The Japanese city is really extraordinary!

"Now I'm going to hunt down you, the little swordsman." Huo Yuqing's face turned a little red: "But I haven't killed you yet. If this spreads, how can I still live in the practice world in the future? Isn't it?"

"Then you?" Zhuge Gui felt that his head no longer seemed to be his own.

"Can you lend me your head? Don't worry, I will let your descendants enjoy endless glory and wealth. If you have any wishes, you can say it, and I will definitely do it for you. Huo Yuqing's face blushed like a monkey's buttocks.

Zhuge ghosts are speechless. He looked at Huo Yuqing leisurely and barely understood what the senior meant. He carefully verified: "That is to say, you are going to use my head to save your reputation?"

"Ye." Huo Yuqing nodded shyly like a little daughter-in-law.

"So why don't you?" Zhuge looked at him with evil eyes and was extremely sad.

"Well," Huo Yuqing was a little at a loss, but silently touched his nose.

"Aren't you big shots always say a word?" Zhuge ghost grabbed the land with his head.

"Well, our reputation is more important. Haven't you heard of it? Heroes are not allowed to see white heads. I chased you, but you didn't die. If this spreads, I can almost commit suicide to thank Richeng. Huo Yuqing looked at Zhuge ghost with some sympathy.

"Are you pasting me in front of your feelings?" Zhuge ghosts continue to cry sadly.

"Well, who knows how you can escape that sword! I don't want to either!" Huo Yuqing is even more depressed.

"It turns out that these immortals and masters are also hooligans!" The glorious image in Zhuge ghost's heart collapsed.

"Well, I haven't finished my firewood this time." Huo Yuqing is eager to get out.

"Tut. As you said before, the little guy can escape from your sword and kill him. However, you didn't say that you can't cut his head with the firewood cutter on your waist!" A loud voice suddenly sounded.

"Yes!" Huo Yuqing was overjoyed and reached for the axe at his waist. When he picked up the axe, his face suddenly changed.

"Another more hooligan master!" Zhuge ghost moaned in pain and didn't bother to see who it was.

"Who are you, please show up and see me?" Huo Yuqing's face turned unnaturally white. He looked around warily and said bitterly. The power of the comer is far above him, if there is evil intention...

"Tut, do you know that you are afraid now?" The loud voice narrowed up: "The strong swordsman has used all his skills to kill a swordsman's eight-grade baby. It's embarrassing to kill people after that. Tut, it seems that this huge Japanese city is not very good!"

"Senior, you are profound and ashamed of yourself, but if you humiliate me, please don't humiliate Richeng. Otherwise, the younger generation will fight to lose their souls today and will definitely die with you.

"Dead together?" The loud voice said in surprise, "I'm so scared. I'm really scared. The Japanese city is really extraordinary, and all the heroes come out, looking back at death. I'm really scared!"

He laughed a little sarcastically, and the loud voice said with some interest, "Get out of here and stop being humiliated here. The children below are looking at you.