"King Guangmu, why do you come to our Lei Department?"
The two people were guarding the entrance of Leimen. When they saw Mo Lishou, they asked strangely.
Mo Lishou said very politely: "Please help me call the God of Wind, and tell me Mo Lishou."
"Huh? We're here to see Hanzhi again. Wasn't the lesson I gave you enough before?"
Before the two people at the door answered, a figure walked out from inside.
The visitor was wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with white cranes, with thin cheeks and cold eyes.
Seeing the visitor, Mo Lishou snorted: "I'm here to see Hanzhi. What does it have to do with you? Qin Wan, get out of here."
"Presumptuous, damn Mo Li Shou, how dare you call Han Zhi directly? Is this what you can call?"
Qin Wan was furious, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he took out a golden mace in his hand.
In the bookstore, the corners of Yang Xiao's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Listening to the conversation between the two, it felt like they were love rivals.
If his guess was correct, the Han Zhi they mentioned should be Han Zhixian, the God of Assistance to the Wind.
And Qin Wan and Yang Xiao also knew that the current one of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Lords of the Lei Department was a disciple of Jie Jiao before becoming a god and one of the Ten Heavenly Lords who practiced on Jin'ao Island.
At that time, the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island set up the Ten Jue Formation to block the Western Zhou army. Qin Wan was the one who set up the Ten Jue Formation.
"Why can't I scream? Not only do I scream, I also keep shouting, Hanzhi, Hanzhi, Hanzhi, what can you do to me?"
Staring at Qin Wan unhappily, Mo Lishou's words almost made Yang Xiao laugh out loud.
Listening to what Qin Wan said just now, Mo Lishou should have been dealt with by him before. Now that Mo Lishou has understood the magical power of the bookstore, he is obviously a little distracted.
However, Yang Xiao didn't think there was anything wrong. No matter what the previous battle situation was, Mo Lishou would definitely win now.
"Bastard, look at your trump card!"
Qin Wan's face twisted with anger, he ducked in front of Mo Lishou and knocked down his mace.
Mo Lishou also used his mace to withstand Qin Wan's attack, and said disdainfully: "You can't beat me with real skills. I'll give you a chance to use your Tianjue Formation."
"Arrogant, if you want to find fault, I will let you do so."
The angry Qin Wan roared, and three small cyan flags appeared in his hand and were thrown into the air in three directions.
The wind comes out of thin air, the gloomy clouds are gloomy, and the darkness rolls towards the devil's gift.
As long as he is trapped in the formation, Qin Wan is confident that he can complete the abuse like last time.
Looking at the falling formation, Mo Lishou thought that it was impossible not to panic at all. Mainly because he had never used the Eightfold Sound of Heavenly Dragon before, so he felt a little unsure.
"Ah ah ah, the wind is blowing, oh oh oh, strong wind of level 8."
Seeing that the formation was about to fall, Mo Lishou stiffened his hair and did not hide. He used the method of Tianlong's eight-tone sound and roared.
Qin Wan, who was opposite him, was stunned as he was yelled at. Mo Lishou, a fool, didn't even run away. Why was he howling like a ghost?
However, the next moment, Qin Wan was shocked to find that a fierce and roaring wind rushed up from Mo Lishou and actually supported his Tianjue Formation, preventing it from falling.
"Haha, it's really powerful. You're welcome, Kangma Beibi. Let's move together."
Seeing that the effect seemed to be better than he imagined, Moli Shou suddenly became excited.
The bookstore is really awesome, the bookstore is domineering, the bookstore is mighty, the bookstore is invincible, and the owner is also mighty and domineering, hahaha.
"Come on, come on, the strong and strong wind is blowing, blowing, blowing, blowing away worries, blowing away sorrow, blowing away all unsatisfactory things, blowing away all dissatisfaction."
"La la la la, big wind, I love you, my dear big wind, blow, blow, blow."
"One, two, three, four, blowing to the east, five, six, seven, eight, blowing to the west, blowing to the east, blowing to the west, blowing to the north, blowing to the south, my big strong wind."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Lishou completely let himself go. The expression on his face could be called intoxicated or affectionate.
And as his lyrics popped out, the overwhelming wind blew up, getting stronger and stronger.
The Tian Jue Formation lasted for a while, and then it was blown to an unknown place.
Qin Wan behind him tried his best to resist, but he couldn't resist and was forced to retreat to the front of Lei Department.
But at this moment, Mo Lishou's voice continued, and the strong wind continued to blow.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? One of you is going to call someone, and the other one is helping to resist."
Qin Wan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. What the hell, where did this bastard Mo Lishou learn such crooked tricks?
From the beginning to the end, he didn't see Mo Lishou move at all. He roared and blew up this strong wind out of thin air. It couldn't be too supernatural.
Not long before the guard guarding the door ran in, the other Tianjuns had already ran out one by one.
Seeing the strong wind coming towards them, everyone was startled and hurriedly cast spells to resist it.
A pretty good-looking woman in the crowd opened a bag and took Guangfeng inside.
But the magic ceremony and longevity in the distance are still singing, and the strong wind is still generating continuously.
"My big strong wind, la la la, southeast, northwest, blow, blow, blow."
"Oh oh oh, what a wonderful strong wind, I love it so much, I just love it."
"If there is no strong wind, I will be so sad. The strong wind is blowing. I need you."
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao laughed so much that he crawled to the ground with his belly in his hands. Why should it be so funny? What the hell are these lyrics?
He has mastered the magical power of Tianlong Eightfold Sound, but he hasn't looked carefully yet and doesn't know what it actually contains.
At this moment, seeing the magic ceremony and longevity being used, Yang Xiao made an instant decision that he would never use this move in the future unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Is this strange wind caused by Moli Shou?"
While resisting the strong wind, someone asked Qin Wan.
Qin Wan nodded: "It's him. He came to see fellow Taoist Hanzhi. When he saw me, he raved that he wanted to take revenge. I used the Tianjue Formation, so he used this weird method."
"This wind is related to the ugly song he sang. It has a very rhythmic feel."
These Heavenly Lords from Lei Bu are not weak in strength, and they have already seen some clues.
Someone nodded: "Yes, stop him first."
As he said that, everyone couldn't help but look at Han Zhixian. He was the only one who could stop these two fools, Mo Li Shou.
The helpless Han Zhixian was depressed and shouted softly: "Mo Li Shou, what are you doing? Stop it."
Mo Lishou, who was intoxicated by his own beautiful singing, was stunned for a moment and looked over.
When he saw the familiar figure, a silly smile appeared on his face and he stopped singing.
"Hanzhi, how are you? Does the song I sing sound good?"
Moli Shou rushed over excitedly, and as he stopped singing, the strong wind gradually subsided.
Seeing that the wind stopped as soon as Moli Shou stopped singing, and everyone looked at each other, their speculation just now was indeed reasonable.
"This guy Mo Lishou is really interested in Han Zhixian."
In the bookstore, looking at the way Mo Lishou looked at Han Zhixian at this moment, Yang Xiao had confirmed that he had discovered such gossip.
I really didn't expect that Moli Shou, who looked so stupid, actually had someone he liked.
"What's going on? Why does the wind blow when you sing?"
Han Zhixian did not answer Mo Lishou and asked curiously.
It's just that Mo Lishou didn't tell the truth. He scratched his head and said with a silly smile: "This is a secret. If Hanzhi agrees to be with me, I will tell you."
"Don't even think about it, Mo Lishou, you deserve a beating, don't you?" Before Han Zhixian could reply, someone was already rushing to refuse.
