"hiss--"
Lu Zheng took a breath of cold air.
The Lord of Gaoshan is named Gao Xiu. She is a woman, two meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. She has a strong body and is dressed in iron armor with a black cloak behind her.
She has a straight eyebrow and wide almond-shaped eyes. She is definitely not pretty, but her face is dignified, and she doesn't have the aura of a woman who looks like a girl to a boy.
He is indeed a black bear spirit, even more powerful than Hu Yijun!
The husband of Master Gao is a mortal named Wang Muran. He wears a plain white Confucian robe, has an elegant face, and has silver hair on his temples. Although he is a full head shorter than Master Gao, he has a decent Confucian temperament.
Lu Zheng had heard from Hu Yijun that although this Confucian scholar did not have high qualifications, he had successfully entered Taoism despite the massive resources poured down by the Lord of the Mountain. Although it was unthinkable to live forever, he would only live an extra ten or twenty years and his body would be damaged. If you are healthy and live to be a hundred years old, there is no problem.
As for Gao Junyu, the daughter of Lord Gao Shan...
He is 1.8 meters tall, has tiger shoulders and ape arms, wasp waist and leopard legs, has a handsome face and eyes like an eagle.
If she is beautiful, she is definitely more beautiful than the Lord of the Mountain, but she is also more heroic, the kind of heroic spirit that makes ordinary men feel timid when they see her.
He was also wearing iron armor, but the cloak behind him was bright red. Behind him was a maid, holding a spear in her hand.
Lu Zheng glanced at them and felt that Hua Mulan and Mu Guiying were just like this in terms of appearance. He just didn't know whether the girl's psychological will was equally strong.
Lu Zheng bowed his hands to the two of them and said, "I've met Lord Gao Shan and I've met Mr. Wang."
The two of them returned the greeting, and then Gao Junyu came forward with doubts, "I have met Mr. Lu."
"Hello, Miss Gao." Lu Zheng nodded, glanced at the spear in the hand of the maid behind her, then reached out and slapped the gourd, and a bright silver dragon spear appeared in his hand.
"When we first meet, I don't have any spiritual treasures, but I heard that you also practice martial arts and are good at using long weapons. I have a mortal spear here, which should be able to be used by you for a while."
When Lu Zheng wanted to order Hou Ping's stick before, the owner of Wanren Ancient Sword Hall was no longer able to do this business.
However, Lu Zheng bought a lot of weapons from him and became an absolutely high-quality customer. He also made friends and entered his circle.
So he introduced Lu Zheng into a circle that pursues extreme performance cold weapons. The factories that manufacture weapons can even get the latest and most advanced steel from the military.
hard! Tough!
Wear resistant! Resistant! Explosion resistant!
Unless you have a head-to-head confrontation with flying swords and magic weapons that are attached with true energy, they are definitely first-rate mortal weapons.
Hou Ping's stick and various weapons of Peach Blossom Eighteen Heavenly Maidens are all ordered from this factory.
When Lu Zheng helped Peach Blossom Eighteen Heavenly Maid order weapons, he ordered many weapons at the same time, just so that they could be used at any time when needed in the future.
Just like now!
The handle of the gun is 1.8 meters and the head is 1.2 feet. The whole gun is bright silver. The gun handle is densely covered with fish scales to prevent it from slipping.
There is a coiled dragon wrapped around the handle and head of the gun. The dragon's tail is on the handle and the dragon's head is on the blade. It has angry eyes and claws.
The head of the gun has been polished and sharpened. Under the sunlight, a stream of light flashes past the head of the gun, which is dazzling.
Gao Junyu's breathing paused for a moment. When had she ever seen such a majestic spear?
Immediately throwing away his slight disdain for Lu Zheng's low cultivation level, Gao Junyu swallowed excitedly and almost couldn't help but reach out, but still looked back at his parents.
As a result, before she even saw her parents' glances, Lu Zheng had already put the spear in her hands.
"What are you looking at? I am Hu Zhou's master. Even if you are your elder, I dare not refuse the gift given by the elder. This is a meeting gift from me. You can just keep it. What does it have to do with your parents?"
Gao Junyu blinked, his mind was a little confused for a moment, and he didn't quite understand. He wanted to send the spear back, but he was a little reluctant to part with it.
Gao Xiulang laughed, "Mr. Lu is so refreshing, so we won't be polite. Jun Yu, why don't you thank Master Lu!"
Wang Muran twirled his beard and smiled, "I dare not refuse the gift given by the elder? Well said."
Hu Yijun was also stroking his beard and smiling, feeling very proud.
Gao Junyu was overjoyed and hurriedly held his spear upside down and bowed in salute, "Jun Yu, thank you Master Lu for the gift of troops!"
"Master——"
Hu Zhou suddenly felt that the embroidered spring knife in his hand was no longer fragrant.
Lu Zheng turned around and blinked with his left eye.
Hu Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood. His face lit up with joy and he stopped talking.
…
Lu Zheng took his seat, and everyone sent Gao Junyu and Hu Zhou to hang out, and then continued to discuss their wedding date.
Finally, it was agreed that the tenth day of October would be an auspicious day half a year later.
"Brother Lu and Miss Liu must come then!" Hu Yijun said.
"That's natural. I'll definitely come over." Lu Zheng agreed with a smile.
Wang Yuzhi nodded repeatedly, feeling more and more grateful to Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan in her heart. She found her husband and her son got married. Today, she would not have dared to think about it two years ago.
A few people decided on the marriage and then started chatting. Wang Muran saw Lu Zheng wearing a Confucian robe and started chatting with Lu Zheng.
Fortunately, Lu Zheng had the patience to read some Confucian works in this world after he had more luck. Although he was not very interested, he was able to have a few words with Wang Muran.
Soon, the sound of fighting and cheering came from outside.
This is……
Gao Xiu shook his head, "My little girl must have gotten a new weapon and couldn't help but find someone to try it on."
Wang Yuzhi's face changed, and she thought, could it be his own son? Gao Junyu knew what he was doing before, so don't get too excited this time.
She was not worried about her son losing, but she was worried that Hu Zhou would be accidentally injured.
Although she knew that with Hu Zhou's cultivation, even if he suffered some trauma, he would recover quickly, but what mother would want to see her son injured?
Wang Muran was attentive and saw Wang Yuzhi's reaction, so he smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look!"
The few people looked at each other and smiled, stood up in tacit understanding, walked out of the main hall of the cave, and saw a platform square halfway up the mountain at a glance.
Sure enough, it was Gao Junyu and Hu Zhou who were discussing!
Hu Zhou held the sword in one hand and moved around. The wind of the sword roared and the tiger roared faintly.
Gao Junyu stood in the center of the square, a bright silver dragon gun dancing like a dragon in his hand.
The two of them are like a dragon and a tiger. Tigers are flying all over the mountain, and dragons are entrenched on the top of the mountain.
The two of them were attacking and defending, alternating between each other. It was a back-and-forth fight that was inextricably linked.
Wang Yuzhi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Yuzhi's cultivation and eyesight were insufficient, so she couldn't see it, but the other people could see it. It seemed that the situation was evenly divided, but in fact Hu Zhou was completely suppressed by Gao Junyu.
The figure moved around, and he had to hide.
The sword wind roared, but it could not enter Gao Junyu's body at all.
Defeat is only a matter of time.
Sure enough, after a few rounds, Gao Junyu missed the Xiuchundao with one shot, and then the spear, like an ice, fire, poisonous dragon drill, reached Hu Zhou's chest in an instant.
The battle is over!
