"Bad guy? Is it that anime?"
In the crowd, Xiao Su suddenly became excited and asked a question, and then saw everyone's eyes turning towards him.
Xue Fan teased: "Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that!"
Forget about watching stolen pens, Xiao Su actually likes to watch anime.
Is this still the wizard Xiao Su they know, holding the paper figure of Gong Qing and threatening him?
Xiao Su felt a little guilty, and said in a stern tone: "What's wrong with watching anime?"
"Animation is not animation..."
Then they kept mumbling unintelligible words like "two dimensions" and "taking history as our bones".
Hu Xiuwu smiled: "Since some of you have seen it, I won't describe it further."
"According to what we said before, this trip is not a free one."
Gong Qing said: "Of course, we agreed that each of us will give you a treasure in exchange for the ship ticket."
Barron stroked his chest and saluted: "However, there are only so many treasures in a world. If someone fails to find the treasure you want, or he needs the treasure himself and is unwilling to hand it over, and wants to continue exploring other worlds, what should he do? how?"
Hu Xiuwu asked: "Why did Europeans and Americans explore Africa and Asia in the past!"
"Gold and oil!"
Hu Xiuwu said: "Me too."
Barron smiled with a knowing expression: "I understand."
For a god, what is her oil is, of course, the faith of all living beings.
Hu Xiuwu said: "This is the first official action, and I will act with you,"
Hu Xiuwu raised his hand, and the treetops of the building behind him swayed and rustled, and the leaves flew and fell like spiritual butterflies.
Pinch up a green leaf with fine sand floating in the veins, and others will follow suit.
Hu Xiuwu gave a demonstration to the others, injecting his own Qi into the green leaves.
The Qi is like water vapor seeping into the veins of leaves. When it meets the fine sand, it is like a burning fire burning wood, igniting the quicksand and burning away the greenery.
Only the crystal-like leaves and the dark golden threads distributed in a network are left in the green leaves. They are all luxurious and always feel a bit solemn.
However, this is only the color of the leaf silk in Hu Xiuwu's hand. This is due to the different Qi of different people.
For example, Ding Zhangan's hand is a crazy bright gold, Xia He is an alluring pink, the root of the problem is a bright red that makes people blush, and Gong Qing is amazing, the leaves in his hand are exuding colorful black.
Hu Xiuwu said: "This is the Jianmu Leaf Order, and it is also your 'ticket' for your return journey. As long as you want to come back, just crush it, and Jianmu will pull you back."
"By the way, I want to remind everyone that the current Jianmu is still in its infancy and is still very fragile. Don't think about relying on it to escape from the battlefield when you face a strong enemy. It can't do it."
Xia He pinched Jianmu Ye Ling and said in a sticky tone that made people feel like their ears were being licked:
"Oh~, this is really disappointing."
Hu Xiuwu's character is strong and unmoved. Stroking Jianmu's rough bark like dragon scales: "Take the Jianmu leaf order, climb up Jianmu, and you will go to that world."
"Everyone, please don't disappoint me."
Ding Zhangan first jumped onto the Jianmu, running on the Jianmu as if sprinting a hundred meters on the ground. His figure gradually faded away, then gradually became dull, and he traveled into another world.
After simply listening to Xiao Su's introduction about the bad guys, he couldn't wait to see what kind of demeanor the bad guy who had suppressed the world for three hundred years was like.
The people who come here are all determined to have some fun, and of course they won't back down at the last moment.
They jumped on Jianmu one after another and went to the world of bad people.
Hu Xiuwu watched them leave, weighing the weightless Jianmu Leaf Order in his hand. Zhang Qiling quietly walked in from the round door outside the courtyard where Jianmu was, kneeling on one knee, holding the Chihuhu Talisman:
"Your Majesty, the Buyan Cavalry has been assembled and is waiting for your orders."
Luo Feng is far away and cannot release Yin soldiers to the emperor in time like in the world of stolen pens. Therefore, if he wants to use Yin soldiers, he needs Hu Xiuwu to use the magical power recruited by Bei Yin in advance to collect Wu Yanqi into the tiger talisman. He brings it in.
As the first world to be truly explored and exploited, the success of this world cannot be compromised, so Hu Xiuwu needs to personally take action.
"You have just started practicing and your cultivation is still shallow. Now Luo Feng is practicing."
"Here!"
Zhang Qiling obeys orders respectfully. He is not a foolish and loyal person. Only by remaining useful can he better assist Lord Yin in the future.
He has become Beidi Sichen, and the priesthood has given him a long life. He still has a lot of time to serve Lord Yin.
Just as Hu Xiuwu was about to leave, he suddenly raised his head and chuckled: "Ha, did they recover at this time?"
"Get up, I'll give you a task."
"Please give your Majesty's orders."
"Can you take care of children?"
Zhang Qi Ling:"???"
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Outside Yuzhou City, in the nameless bamboo forest, there is a Jianlu.
"Huhu, junior sister, junior sister. Master, you are too harsh."
Li Xingyun, who was dressed in red and had a handsome face but still a little green, shouted worriedly and angrily to his master, Uncle Yang.
His junior sister, Lu Linxuan, had just been beaten by her master with a bruised nose and swollen face, and fell to the ground in a coma.
Uncle Yang said coldly: "My kung fu is so bad, even if I go down the mountain, it will ruin my reputation."
"Don't think you'll be fine. Learning martial arts secretly is a taboo."
Li Xingyun lied in his heart, but he still said stubbornly: "Master, what are you talking about? You have never taught me martial arts."
"Then where does your kung fu come from?"
Uncle Yang didn't believe it at all. He had long suspected that the bad handsome man was secretly teaching Li Xingyun martial arts.
He has a mid-heaven level of cultivation, and is considered an expert with few rivals in the world, but compared with the bad handsome man, he is just a firefly under the bright moon, not worth mentioning.
Uncle Yang could not notice the coming and going of the bad commander, but Li Xingyun, who was only eight or nine years old at the time, was told by the bad commander not to expose his martial arts skills.
But he was young after all, and it was impossible to completely hide it from Uncle Yang, but Uncle Yang did not dare to reveal the matter and fall out with the bad handsome man.
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He said a few cold words and then hit Li Xingyun hard, finally forcing Li Xingyun to use the real skills given to him by the bad handsome man.
Although Uncle Yang was very surprised by Li Xingyun's strength, it did prove a suspicion in his heart.
The bad commander had supported the Tang Dynasty for three hundred years. It was impossible for him to watch Li Xingyun become a hermit doctor and stay away from the troubles as Uncle Yang thought.
'Xingyun, it seems that it will be difficult for me to let people live their lives peacefully. '
In the bamboo forest, someone watched Li Xingyun, who was fighting so hard with Uncle Yang. He nodded happily, and then raised his hand, twisting the bamboo that penetrated many green bamboos and shot towards his head. leaf.
The figure seemed to disappear on the spot, and this man used his superb Qinggong to blow in the direction of the bamboo leaves like a gust of wind.
In the dense forest, the person shooting out the bamboo leaves is a young Taoist priest wearing a crane cloak and holding a bamboo staff. He is as ethereal as a Taoist hermit.
"Who are you?"
His voice was hoarse, like a ghost escaping from the fire. The person who secretly spied on Li Xingyun was wearing black clothes, a bamboo hat on his head, a turban under the bamboo hat, and a mask, waving his body without exposing any skin.
The costume is mysterious and eye-catching. It is mysterious because few people have seen the face under the mask, and it is eye-catching because there is only one person in the world who wears this outfit.
A bad commander who has led bad people for three hundred years,
Yuan Tiangang.
"Bad Handsome, you are indeed here. Uncle Yang is testing Li Xingyun on such an important matter, how can you be absent."
In today's world of bad people, no one knows that Li Xingyun, the last bloodline of the Tang Dynasty, is still alive. Apart from Quan Xing, the only one who can find Jianlu is Hu Xiuwu.
Yuan Tiangang sneered: "Ha, you know my identity, but you still dare to face me."
Hu Xiuwu said helplessly: "If I have a choice, I really don't want to go against you. But I want to ask the bad guy for something."
"What?"
Yuan Tiangang had secretly raised his inner strength. After Hu Xiuwu told Li Xingyun, Yuan Tiangang would not let him leave here.
Suddenly the insects and birds all around became silent, and the wind stopped and the forest stopped.
But Hu Xiuwu seemed unaware: "I want the status of a bad handsome man."
After living for three hundred years, this was the first time someone told him that he wanted to replace him. Yuan Tiangang laughed: "What did you say?"
Hu Xiuwu took out the same mask as Yuan Tiangang:
"I also have a mask, and I also have the power to overwhelm the world. I am not just a bad handsome man."
"Well said!" Yuan Tiangang's figure flashed and he was already in front of Hu Xiuwu, holding a silver needle between his fingers.
"Then let me weigh your strength."
