ying jie

Chapter 282 Will you like him

Chapter 282 Will you like him?

The huge bridge fell into the canal, splashing dozens of high waves, blocking the canal in an instant, as if it were a high wall suddenly pulled up in the flat ground. The rampant voice sounded again: "After more than 20 years, I finally have a chance to come back to the world."

"You are too presumptuous." With a faint sigh, the picture of the immortals celebrating their birthday over the street condensed like clouds, and the huge picture swallowed the sky and earth, surrounded the side of the bridge.

"Hey! Don't think we are afraid of you guardians of the world. A dazzling light sword fell from the bridge and cut at the picture of the immortals.

Suddenly, the immortals in the picture became vivid and powerful, and an invisible force directly cut the huge lightsaber into powder.

"Little eagle worm!"

"What about adding mine!" On the knife mountain far away from the imperial city, suddenly sounded a hoarse sound. The man sitting on the tip of the knife opened his eyes. No matter how long he sat quietly, there was no dust around him. His eyes opened, as if the sharpest of countless blades came out of the sheath and turned into a knife flying all over the sky. The whole imperial city followed His eyes opened and a dazzling coldness lit up, and the bridge suddenly trembled.

Wo! Oh!

A few rapid and harsh sounds sounded, and countless blood flowers were sprinkled in the sky. A person's head flew and fell into the canal, poofing, and the blood flowed down the huge bridge and dyed the canal red. The birthday map of the immortals in the sky gradually condensed and seemed to have no harm. Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the huge bridge, roaring! It seems that countless balloons burst, crack! A large mass of meat mud fell down, which was just pressure.

"Retired!"

"This is just our temptation. We will find a chance to come back."

Without any reply, the bridge quickly disappeared, leaving only staring at the sky one by one. What happened? If it weren't for the bright red river in the canal, I'm afraid everyone would doubt that it was just a dream just now. What kind of battle happened on the bridge? Let those The quick guest retreated so quickly, I'm afraid that the head that fell like rain can see the tragedy of the battle! Maybe it should be said that the Holocaust is a little better. What kind of battle is this?

This year's Lantern Festival seemed to be particularly unsteady. I thought it was a money war, but I didn't expect such a sudden change. Thinking of the previous bells, it seemed that there was an unprecedented storm brewing. When the time came, it was not a downpour in the sky, but a deadly Knife! The crisis in my heart also lacks a lot of interest in this money battle.

Lu Xiaoyu looked at the bridge in a daze. She knew exactly what had just happened. This is the power of the fairyland and the bridge of Luoyang from the fairyland to the world. She thought that the bridge with heavenly soldiers would easily break through the imperial city. Such a scene was shocking. Thinking that she broke through the immortals and entered the fairyland, for that She is really not interested in contacting arrogant people, but she has to admit that their comprehensive strength is much higher than hell. In her eyes, the ordinary people in the human world are a group of lambs to be slaughtered in front of ghosts. However, the scene just now gave her a complete shock. What kind of power is this? Under the magical power of the guardians of the human world, he fell down like grass.

However, she is still worried about the common people in the world. If the six worlds are really connected, the power of the guardians can only resist for a while. At that time, these cowardly people have no power to fight back and can only become the purest aura in heaven and earth.

Zhou Yisheng's shock in his heart is better than that of Lu Xiaoyu. He felt the man's momentum in that treasure hunt. Now he has contacted him again, as if there are countless sharp knives in the space, constantly harvesting his life back and forth. These are all immortals who survived hundreds of thousands of years ago, like weeds.

Is this the opponent you are about to face? Zhou Yisheng can't believe that he can resist this huge thing with his martial arts close to immortals and shadows.

Today's Lantern Festival was disrupted by this sudden change. Maybe this is the best solution! At least you don't need to make any choices for the time being.

Facing the slightly panicked crowd, the emperor took a look at the Weiyang King without any expression, sighed gently, pushed away the casual bodyguards who stopped him, and shouted, "I am the emperor today. You still have many questions! Please don't worry, let's go home first! Tomorrow, the government will come out with a detailed statement. Will everything wait for tomorrow? I can guarantee that you will have a satisfactory answer."

The emperor suddenly came forward. These people with shock on their faces wanted to kneel down and shout for ten thousand years, but they were interrupted by the emperor. They rushed to say a few words and then returned to the palace with their ministers. It seems that an urgent court meeting will be held.

Although the emperor personally came forward to explain that it was not a big deal, the facts were in front of him and did not allow anyone to argue. He couldn't stand the excitement and disbanded and went home one after another.

In the cold crowd, Zhou Yisheng shouted happily and shrank his neck to avoid Feng Niang's knocking hand: "Feng Niang! Don't knock, I have to take the exam in a few days! If I'm stupid, what exam should I take!"

"I think you are a fool. Why do you want to provoke King Weiyang!" Feng Niang changed to touching and gently stroked Zhou Yisheng's face. This face looked and felt very familiar, but it always felt very strange. Finally, it turned into a sigh of helplessness. Maybe he grew up!

"It's not for her." Zhou Yisheng pointed to Dugu Waner, who was sitting peacefully. She didn't know why she could be so calm. Even if the huge bridge fell from the sky, she didn't have any expression in a war. She just stroked the guqin that had broken the strings by her, as if everything contained the guqin.

Dugu Waner raised her head and glanced at Zhou Yisheng, and finally lowered her head and whispered, "For me? If it's really for me, you shouldn't have disappeared for so long.

Feng Niang looked at Zhou Yisheng and Dugu Waner in surprise. She thought that her nephew would be surprised by any adventure, but she didn't expect to meet such a girl. According to Mr. Hua, this girl was not simple. Suddenly, she pulled Zhou Yisheng and said, "Jingzhu! How did you know her? Why didn't your aunt know?

Zhou Yisheng was suddenly speechless. Do you want to tell her that this is a beautiful misunderstanding? I'm not your nephew at all. I'm afraid he really said so. According to Feng Niang's hot temper in his memory, he had to tear off a few layers of skin.

"Hmm! I have known each other in Izumo City for a long time. Zhou Yisheng can only talk nonsense.

"Oh!" Feng Niang did not delve into the authenticity of it, but nodded and pointed to Lu Xiaoyu looking at this side in the distance. This girl had a temperament that made her pity. Thinking of her old-fashioned brother, it was hard to imagine that her nephew would be so romantic that the girls she provoked were so beautiful that she couldn't help using a kind of He said in an ambiguous tone, "How have you and she developed? They have come to you so rich."

Zhou Yisheng separated some distance, looked at her slightly seriously, and then turned around and said, "If she really gets to that point, she will watch me help and don't jump into this canal."

"I guess you will really know who you care about at that time." Feng Niang said without saying anything. She didn't want to care about these juniors. This Lantern Festival was so noisy that she couldn't go on. For what disasters she would face next, she could only protect herself at most. For those people, I'm afraid she could only ask for more blessings.

Zhou Yisheng vaguely listened to Feng Niang's words and watched Zixing pull Lu Xiaoyu over. His scalp suddenly felt numb. He looked at the black and retreating crowd, and then at the coveted imperial guard. Zhou Yisheng calmed down and always had to face what he had to face.

Dugu Waner was angry with Zhou Yisheng's unsalty attitude and decided not to pay attention to him, but when she saw Zixing pulling Lu Xiaoyu over, her heart suddenly tightened. This woman threatened her a lot! However, she has a quiet and elegant personality and doesn't like to fight, so although there are huge waves in her heart, there are no waves on her face.

"Are you still a man? Do you have any responsibility? You know how much my sister Lu has done for you. Look at her haggard now, and you can bear to hurt her again." Before Zixing approached, he roared loudly.

"Purple Star, quiet down, isn't it humiliating enough?" Dugu Wan'er's weak appearance looked distressing. She gently pulled Zixing's hand and said unbearablely.

"Ouch, my sister Lu, take out your previous demeanor, hum! 240 million taels dare to throw it out easily. How long will you be afraid for such a man who is not a man? Zixing broke free from Lu Xiaoyu's hand and raised his little face.

Zhou Yisheng is speechless. No matter how he argues with women, it is always men who suffer losses, so it is better to be mute.

"What's the matter, talk! Why don't you bitch talk to your man?" Zixing looked at the silence of the three people and was also anxious. Why didn't everyone hurry? I was worried.

Dugu Waner raised her head, stared at Zixing under the veil, and said lukewarmly, "Do you like him?"

Yu Xiaobao's eyes widened and was a little glad that his master had become a fire point and forgot himself. However, when he heard Dugu Waner's words, he immediately exclaimed: "Wow! This little witch turned out to have such an idea. No wonder she found faults and pointed to the army.

Purple Star's purple eyes are so big that I can't believe my ears. Will I like this man who is not a man?