Yu Liancheng held a black umbrella and strolled in Chang'an City, admiring the picturesque scenery of Chang'an City.
When he stepped into Zhuque Street leading to the palace, he raised his brows and slowly stopped.
Zhuque Street was originally gray, but turned black after being soaked by the rain.
Yu Liancheng stood on the side of the road and looked at it, feeling like a black and straight natural ribbon hanging on the chest of the majestic Chang'an City, beautiful and solemn.
In the middle of the Suzaku Avenue, there is a lifelike statue of a Suzaku, with its wings spread out as if it wants to soar into the sky.
Yu Liancheng looked at the Suzaku statue with his hands behind his hands. The statue was staring at him calmly and powerfully, as if the fossilized statue might turn into a Suzaku and attack him at any time.
"Silly bird."
Yu Liancheng greeted Suzaku friendly.
"Violent!"
There seemed to be a cry.
In an instant, Yu Liancheng felt something strange and powerful coming in his mind, and the originally noisy and noisy Zhuque Street was completely silent. Pedestrians and business travelers, warriors armed with swords, soldiers guarding under the city wall, and the young woman next door looking at each other all disappeared at this moment.
In the sky and on earth, only this Zhuque Street and the Yulian City and Zhuque statues on Zhuque Street are left.
Another clear cry resounded between heaven and earth. The Suzaku statue had turned into a real Suzaku. Every feather was burning with flames that distorted the void, setting off a blazing hurricane and rushing towards Yulian City.
Facing the terrifying Suzaku attack, Yuliancheng stamped his toes, and the rainwater on the ground floated up, and then all of them were shot towards Suzaku. Every drop of rain stretched and deformed as it flew through the void, turning into a sharp water sword that penetrated the void with a hissing sound.
Raindrops continued to hit Suzaku's body, and the flames on Suzaku's body quickly withered and extinguished, and the entire body began to become distorted and deformed. At the moment when it was about to hit Yulian City, it screamed and disappeared into the void.
The moment Suzaku disappeared, the hustle and bustle began again, and pedestrians were walking on Suzaku Street. Everything before seemed to be just an illusion in Yulian City.
But if someone carefully observes the Suzaku statue, they will find that the charm of the statue seems to be much weaker than before, and it is closer to the real statue.
There was a click, and an invisible crack appeared on Suzaku's left wing.
Yu Liancheng walked up to Zhuque and said with a smile: "I am your master's guest, so don't be so reckless next time. Fortunately, you met a kind-hearted person like me. Next time you meet a ruthless person, I will knock off your head." ." He casually patted Suzaku on the head, obviously feeling a hint of fear, smiled slightly, and turned around.
After a while, a carriage came speeding up.
The carriage was very fast, but it was incredible that it could move through the crowds. On the wheels and compartments of the carriage, you can clearly see the flashing lights.
"Quick, faster."
"do not stop!"
A rapid and old voice came from the carriage.
The coachman was sweating on his forehead and kept whipping the horse, not hesitating to damage the valuable BMW.
After a while, the horses stopped in front of the Suzaku statue.
A slovenly old Taoist jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, it was Talisman Master Yan Se. He looked at the broken marks on the Suzaku statue, realized the amazing sword intent, beat his chest and feet, and cursed: "Yulian City, you bastard , you have caused so many troubles for me as soon as you entered Chang'an, don't let me catch you, or you will get a good harvest!!"
One of the most important reasons why the Tang Empire was able to stand firm for thousands of years was the support of the academies, or to be more precise, the support of the Confucius.
As the capital of the Tang Dynasty, at the feet of the Emperor, the Confucius set up a shocking formation in Chang'an.
This formation can be said to be the greatest formation in the world, and the only "god" in this world is Haotian. The power and effect of the formation can be heard just from the name. Therefore, many die-hards in Xiling Temple are hearing "Shocking God" When hearing the words "formation", people often get furious because it is a blasphemy against Haotian.
The Shocking God Formation was the last guarantee of the Tang Empire, and its importance was naturally self-evident.
The Suzaku is an ancient divine beast that sits in Chang'an. It can enhance the functions of the Shocking God Array. It is also the eye of the array and is placed on Suzaku Street. The only ones who could attract Suzaku's attention and hurt him were Wei Guangming and Yu Liancheng.
Wei Guangming had been hiding in Chang'an for many days, but suddenly appeared for no reason and seriously injured Suzaku.
Most likely it was done by Yulian City who entered Chang'an today.
"I wonder where this bastard has gone? He just wants to cause trouble for me. Now he doesn't even have time to do the Red Sleeve Move." Yan Se cursed. He is the one who protects the formation. If there is a problem with the Shocking God Formation, it is his turn to be busy. . As for the Master, he has no time to care about such "little things".
"By the way, I need to pass this news on to my junior brother so that he can prepare early."
…
Drow.
Because he was born extremely dark, he was called "Little Heizi" by those who knew him.
In the sixth year of the Apocalypse, the Tang Dynasty and the State of Yan went to war. The right-leg army led by General Xiahou slaughtered several villages in the Huangfengling area. They used the heads of young and middle-aged villagers to pass them off as the leaders of Yanqi. Afterwards, they took responsibility for the massacre of these villages. Pushed to the Yan people's side.
Xiahou thought this was done perfectly, but in fact a dark and thin young man escaped, and that person was Zhuoer.
Zhuoer met Ning Que, who was also fleeing for his life in Minshan, and became partners who would never leave.
Because their relatives all died in the hands of Xiahou and that prince.
They had the same goal, to kill Xiahou and the prince.
Unlike Ning Que, who has no talent for cultivation at all, Drow's snow-capped mountains and seas are connected, and he was brought into the world of cultivation by an old man.
It's a pity that his teacher had just entered the realm of non-confusion on the day he died, while Zhuoer was still struggling in the first state.
In order to get more information about Xiahou, Zhuoer infiltrated the military headquarters and provided a lot of information to Ning Que.
Later, he was sent by the military headquarters to the Yulong Gang, the largest gang in Chang'an, to monitor the movements of the Yulong Gang.
However, Zhuoer was impressed by the loyalty of the brothers of the Yulong Gang and stopped revealing information, and even had a tendency to rebel, so the pursuit in the spring rain began.
He suffered severe injuries to his abdomen, and even if he was not arrested by the imperial guards, he would still be dead.
But he was not arrested by the military, nor did he die.
When Xiao Heizi woke up again, he found that the injury on his abdomen had healed. Except for some weakness in his hands and feet, he had no other problems.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Heizi looked around and found that he was in a quiet and elegant attic, and the sounds of silk and bamboo orchestral music came from outside the attic.
This is... the red sleeve move?
Everyone living in Chang'an City knows that the Tang Dynasty is the most powerful country in the world. Chang'an is the most majestic city in the world, and Hong Xiuzhao is the best brothel in the world.
Xiao Heizi once came to Xiaoshu twice with the leader of the Yulong Gang, and he had a particularly deep memory.
Immediately afterwards, Zhuoer saw a person, more accurately, a back figure, elegant and handsome.
wrong.
Drow shook his head.
It's just a back view, it's cool and elegant, but how do you show your handsomeness? Could it be the sequelae of excessive blood loss?
Waiting to look at the back again.
But he had to admit that he was indeed handsome.
A very handsome back.
"You're awake." Yu Liancheng turned around and looked at Zhuoer.
No wonder.
When he saw this man's appearance, Zhuoer suddenly realized why he felt handsome just by seeing a black shadow.
"It was...you saved me?"
Zhuoer said uncertainly.
He vaguely remembered that when he fled to Alley 47, he saw a black figure eating hot and sour noodle soup, which seemed to be the person in front of him.
"It's me." Yu Liancheng held a white jade-like wine flask in his palm, sniffing the faint fragrance of hanging flowers, leaning on the railing, feeling indescribable and freehand.
"Thank you so much for saving my life. Zhuoer will definitely repay you generously in the future."
Zhuoer immediately made three "bang bang bang" noises, then stood up and said with determination: "It's just that I have to leave now, otherwise once the imperial guards see me, my benefactor will be implicated."
"Since I saved you, I will not let you be killed at will." Yu Liancheng took a sip of wine and said lightly: "Do you want to take revenge? Revenge for the relatives and friends who died on the border."
"Benefactor, what do you mean?"
Although Zhuoer was not very bright, he was not too stupid at least, so he immediately became vigilant.
Today, the only people who know his life experience are Ning Que and Sang Sang.
"Don't be wary of me. If I want to kill you, you don't even have to move a finger." Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and glanced at Zhuoer.
The moment he said these words, Zhuoer suddenly felt that the whole room was rapidly expanding. To be more precise, he is shrinking, getting smaller and smaller. Until the end, it turned into an inconspicuous speck of dust, and any random item gave him the vastness of a sacred mountain or the sky. His mind was completely suppressed, and even breathing became difficult.
The next moment, everything returned to its original state.
Drow gasped.
If the previous weird situation continued for a little longer, he might even be squeezed to death by the oppressive feeling.
He finally fully believed that this man was indeed capable of saving him from the imperial guards.
And if the other party wants to kill him, it really doesn't take a lot of trouble, or even just a thought.
"My name is Yu Liancheng, you can call me Mr. Yu or Mr. Yu." Yu Liancheng drank the last sip of wine from the flask.
"Yu Liancheng?" Zhuoer recited the name silently in his heart. He felt that the name was very familiar. Then he trembled and knelt on the ground again: "Please, Mr. Yu, accept me as your disciple."
Although he was in the Tang Dynasty, he also heard that Yu Liancheng went to Taoshan alone and killed Qu Ni with a snap of his finger.
This is the top existence in the cultivation world. If he can be accepted as a disciple by the other party, then there is hope for revenge.
As for why the other party knew that he wanted revenge, it no longer mattered.
The stupid little Heizi couldn't find anything to say to please Yu Liancheng. He just kowtowed vigorously without any ambiguity and kept making "bang bang" sounds.
"Why are there so many guys kowtowing to become disciples these days, and why are they all men? There can't be a beautiful girl, a beautiful young woman is fine."
Yu Liancheng muttered, then looked slightly solemn: "I don't accept disciples, but do you really want revenge?!"
After hearing the first half of Yu Liancheng's words, Zhuoer's heart sank, but the next words made his heart beat wildly again. He hit his forehead heavily on the ground, which broke the skin and left a blood mark: " As long as my husband can help me get revenge, Drow is willing to pay any price."
"Your talent is very poor." Yu Liancheng spoke slowly again.
"Please help me, sir." Zhuoer gritted his teeth and hit his head heavily on the ground again.
He does have the talent for cultivation, but it is just a passing grade. Otherwise, he would not have practiced cultivation for many years and would still be at the beginning.
"But if you really want to learn, I can teach you Demon Sect Kung Fu. This has nothing to do with Snow Mountain Qi Sea."
"Even if I become a demon, I am willing." Zhuoer gritted his teeth and said.
Yu Liancheng said: "With your talent, even if I teach you Demonic Kung Fu, you will have to practice hard for at least thirty years before you can truly display the power of this Kung Fu and kill your enemy."
"Thirty years..." Zhuoer was startled: "This... time is too long."
Of course he knew that within thirty years, being able to compete with or even kill a top warrior like Xia Hou was something that many people could only dream of.
But thirty years is too long. No one knows whether there will be other changes during these thirty years, such as Xiahou's death from illness...
Although the enemy is dead, it has nothing to do with him, and he was not killed by himself, so there is no pleasure in revenge at all.
Yu Liancheng said calmly: "Time is not a problem. I can give you up to two or three months to become a master who can compete with the fate-knowing realm, but it depends on whether you have the determination to practice hard for thirty years."
Zhuoer said firmly: "Yes."
"Okay, let's understand it first."
Yu Liancheng flicked his fingers, and a stream of light flew into Zhuoer's mind.
Boom! !
It was like a rolling thunder exploded in his mind. Zhuoer's face turned pale and his body was shaken by the shock.
A piece of information appeared in his mind out of thin air. This information was composed of images and text.
In the image, there is a figure performing sword skills. The light of the sword is flying and turning, changing strangely, looking for lightning.
This set of sword techniques is completely different from any sword techniques Zhuo Er has seen before. When the sword is slashed out, the strong wind roars, as if it can dye the world with blood, and there are thousands of fierce ghosts crying and howling, like the netherworld or hell. Moreover, every time the sword was struck, there was a strange flavor, it was struck from an incredible place, and then closed from an incredible place.
The text on the side is the explanation of this set of sword techniques.
The name of the sword technique is called "The Thirty-Eight Stances of Darkness".
"This set of swordsmanship is sharp and strange. It moves the sword in an eccentric way, taking into account the intention of killing on the battlefield. Once the swordsmanship is released, it is like the ghost coming into the world, shocking people and minds. It will take you at least thirty years of hard training to master it."
Yu Liancheng flicked his sleeves, and there was an extra chessboard in his palm: "This is the Buddha's chessboard. It can slow down time. You stay in it for decades, and the outside world only lasts for a few months. But you need to study hard and practice hard, otherwise time will be slowed down." The day has come, if you cannot cultivate your sword skills to the peak, I will take your life."
After that, he put the still dazed little Heizi into the "Buddha Chessboard".
"I hope you won't disappoint me."
Yu Liancheng murmured to himself that he could accept Xiao Hei at any time, but he still had certain expectations for him, and there was one thing he needed to complete.
Then, he glanced in the direction of Nan Jin again, with a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Ye Su, you really surprised me. Now I will continue to find you an assistant, so please persist."
…
It was dusk.
The afterglow of the setting sun is scattered.
Li Qingshan, the great master of the Tang Dynasty, stood on a high platform in the backyard of the Taoist temple.
One of Li Qingshan's daily hobbies is to stay on a high platform and overlook the entire Chang'an City.
He loved every plant and tree in Chang'an, and he devoted countless efforts to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. Whenever he sees smiling pedestrians, he always feels that all his efforts are worth it.
But this time, Li Qingshan, standing on the high platform, did not have the same joy and enjoyment as before.
He looked around and felt that even the afterglow of the setting sun was extremely dazzling.
It was as dazzling as a sword hanging above his head.
This sword killed the High Priest of Judgment, beheaded all the peach blossoms in Peach Mountain, and defeated Moganshan King Shusheng... Now, this sword is in Chang'an City.
The danger is extreme.
"Yulian City..."
Li Qingshan murmured to himself, frowning more and more.
Today he received two news in succession. One was that the Royal Forest Army was hunting down an imperial spy, but the spy disappeared in broad daylight. Second, something strange happened on Zhuque Street, and Suzaku was injured...
And these two things were probably done by Yu Liancheng.
That man really entered Chang'an.
Moreover, Yulian City was not like Wei Guangming, who disappeared into the vast crowd as soon as he entered Chang'an. Instead, he took the lead in making trouble.
"We must find him. It is too dangerous to have such a person in Chang'an." Li Qingshan looked serious. He had already asked people to search Yulian City in the city.
"Maybe he came with good intentions. I think it's better to think long term. If you accidentally anger the other party, it will be bad." A voice sounded from behind.
"What do you know?! If you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for any reason, he in Yulian City..."
Li Qingshan scolded him sternly, but the scolding suddenly stopped, and the last word "him" was even more vibrating. It was as if a rooster was about to crow and someone pinched its throat.
Because he suddenly remembered that he was the only one on this high platform.
And there are not many people in the entire cultivation world who can approach him, the Great Master of the Tang Dynasty, silently.
Li Qingshan turned his head with difficulty and saw a handsome man in black clothes with a smile on his face.
"Of course I understand. If I don't know what I'm thinking clearly, then I'm mentally ill." Yu Liancheng shrugged, still carrying the fragrance of the good girls in the red sleeves.
Li Qingshan looked at the man in black as if he was facing a formidable enemy. The thought power in his Qi Sea and Snow Mountain is still surging, ready to spurt out at any time, stimulating the vitality of the world and launching the most violent magic.
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I'm not here to fight with you."
Yu Liancheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Actually, when I enter Chang'an this time, the person I want to see the most, besides Master, is you, Li Qingshan."
"Oh, I wonder how worthy and capable I, Li Qingshan, am, that I can make you miss me so much?"
Li Qingshan looked solemn, put his hands behind his back, and silently fired a magic spell.
"I mainly want to say a few words to you and ask you a few questions." Yu Liancheng said.
"Please say."
Yu Liancheng took a deep breath and said seriously: "Li Qingshan, have you found the cow?"
Li Qingshan was startled: "Looking for a cow? What kind of cow are you looking for?"
He is a great master of the Tang Dynasty, what kind of bull is he looking for?
The next moment, Yu Liancheng suddenly appeared in front of Li Qingshan, holding his shoulders with both hands: "Where is the promised Nine Heavens Ambition? You can't slack off. With the expectations of all living beings in the Demon Realm, you are going to turn everything upside down for me. It's just you. In this situation, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets are not even considered, so don’t fish for me anymore!!”
Li Qingshan: "...??"
What's going on with this guy? What is he talking about? Why is there a trace of resentment in the excitement?
At the same time, the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty couldn't help but feel surprised. It didn't matter that the other party appeared behind him silently before. At that time, he was still thinking about the problem and didn't pay attention to his surroundings. But while the man was speaking, he suddenly grabbed his shoulders, and he still had no time to react.
Moreover, this man's hands were extremely strong. He could not break free no matter what, and his whole shoulder was pinched so hard that it hurt. Fortunately, he didn't feel any killing intent from the other party.
"Stop, let go of my junior brother!!" At this moment, a shout sounded.
At the same time, a strong wind blew, but a talisman turned into countless wind blades and swept towards Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng waved his hand and suddenly set off a hurricane, which collided with countless wind blades.
Boom! !
The entire high platform trembled in the giant hurricane of wind blades, and finally collapsed.
Yulian City floated down, and more than ten feet away in front of him, there was a sloppy old Taoist, and Li Qingshan also floated to the old Taoist's side.
"Good boy, I finally caught you."
The veteran is, of course, the Talisman Master Yan Se. The magic spell that Li Qingshan created earlier was to tell Yan Se to come here quickly.
Yan Se snorted coldly and said: "Boy, if you call me truthfully, did you leave a crack on Suzaku's body?!"
Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "So what if it's me?"
"Okay, boy, do you know that it will take me at least a month to repair that crack. During this month, I can't go to the red sleeves to have fun." Yan Se was full of anger.
"Oh, if you like that girl, I can usually go to Hong Xiu Zhao to take care of her for you." Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I promise to take good care of her."
"I'm still strong and I don't need your help."
Yan Se jumped up angrily, took out his Taoist sleeve with his right hand and waved it gently, like flowing clouds and flowing water, intentionally or unintentionally, he gathered the vitality of heaven and earth to form a big talisman. Several pieces of mountain rocks are suspended in the sky, densely distributed in the air like countless huge water droplets, and like a randomly piled stone wall.
"I heard that you once defeated Wang Shusheng with the Tao of Talisman. How about we fight with the Tao of Talisman today. Don't you kid say you don't dare!?"
Obviously, he also knew that Yu Liancheng could not be his opponent in a head-on confrontation, so he came up with the idea of a Fu Dao duel and used a not very clever way to provoke the generals.
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and waved to Yan Se.
"Okay, you are indeed very energetic." Yan Se's slender fingers trembled slightly, and the "mountain" character was activated again.
The rocks condensed in mid-air roared towards Yulian City, as if it was a majestic rainstorm on a summer night, but the raindrops were a little too huge.
Yu Liancheng also casually wrote a character for "water", and the infinite water vapor turned into substance and condensed into a translucent water wall.
Because there were too many rocks, some of the rocks hit the ground, instantly creating countless holes on the ground and splattering smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun. More rocks hit the water wall, and were wrapped in the soft water, or were unloaded, or bounced out. Each rock hit the water surface, causing countless ripples.
However, no matter how violent the mountains and rocks are, it seems to never stop, and it cannot break through this layer of water wall that does not seem to be thick.
"Sure enough, he has some skills."
Yan Se's expression became more serious, and he wrote the character "electricity" again. In an instant, dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder brewed in the sky, and then there seemed to be a luminous waterfall pouring in the direction of Yulian City.
Yulian City drew an "earth" character, and as the ground trembled violently, a thick earth wall rose from the ground, blocking the violent thunder above the head.
An extremely exciting and fierce battle between the Talisman Masters thus began.
The reason why Yulian City was able to defeat Wang Shusheng with Talisman Dao before was mostly due to tricks. Now this battle can be regarded as a true battle with Talisman.
It has to be said that Yan Se's strength in the talisman path is indeed better than that of Wang Shusheng. He does not need a natal object, just uses his finger as a pen and outlines it at will, which is a talisman that makes the world eclipse.
And Yulian City condensed the talismans last autumn and became a talisman master.
Now that several months have passed, Talisman Dao has reached a higher level, and he is not afraid of Yan Se, a master who is regarded as the best Talisman master in the world.
Under the duel between the two, the vitality of heaven and earth surged crazily, and the buildings in the Taoist temple were destroyed. Lightning, hurricanes, earthquakes and other phenomena appear from time to time, which are extremely shocking.
After a cup of tea, Yan Se's expression became more serious. Almost all the talismans he was proficient in had no effect on Yulian City.
Then, there is only the last one left.
Yan Se took a deep breath and gently touched his sleeve.
The Taoist sleeves drew horizontally in front of him, like a horizontal line, whistling through the wind, blowing away all obstacles.
He slowly moved his right arm and drew three more lines, one horizontal, two vertical, and invisible. It is composed of the previous horizontal line, which is two horizontal lines and two vertical lines, both horizontal and vertical, intertwined with each other.
It is "well".
The violent and terrifying talismans kept tearing apart the vitality of the world, calm but containing danger.
It is even more like a spiritual being with disdain and pride, because it is the most powerful hash mark in the world.
Simple lines, even and balanced.
When this talisman came between the cliffs, the air was cut open, the trees turned into powder, and the talisman of Yulian City was also fragmented.
This is the realm where the world's best talisman master pursues the ultimate in talismanism.
The hash mark seems to be an ordinary and effortless symbol, but it has extremely terrifying talismanic meanings. It can cut apart not only the heaven and earth, but also space.
Now, the symbol of this well has broken through the surging symbolism of Yulian City and headed towards him.
There is no doubt that even a strong person in the fate-knowing realm may be cut into countless pieces in an instant in front of this talisman.
Of course, with Yu Liancheng's strength, he could completely destroy this talisman with just one punch. But he didn't, because this was a duel between Fu Dao.
He made a simple stroke in the void.
This stroke represents a magical talisman.
Symbols that are simpler and sharper than the hash mark appeared.
"One character".
A talisman that represents infinite sword power.
The mighty sword energy emerged from the Yi character, surging in waves and colliding with the talisman of the well character.
Two powerful talismans collided and clashed without any fancy. The entire space is being chopped into pieces, and the heaven and earth are constantly shaking. This was a showdown that shocked the world, and the scene was heart-stopping to the extreme. The sharp talismans are cutting into each other, struggling, and annihilating each other. I am afraid that even a being above the ordinary five realms will end up in an extremely miserable end when exposed to these two talismans.
Many Taoist priests at the south gate of Haotian Dao saw this duel. Even though their realms were not low and they had seen the world, they still found it thrilling and subconsciously hid far away, fearing that a talisman would flow out. Just tear them to pieces.
No matter how powerful the magical talisman is, it is ultimately driven by people and is limited, not infinite. The meaning of the talisman finally gradually dissipated.
Yu Liancheng and Yan Se appeared in front of everyone.
Yu Liancheng is still charming. Even though he knows that this person is a member of the Demon Sect, he has to admit that he is indeed a very charming person.
But if you look carefully, you can see that there are vertical and horizontal scratches on his sleeves, as if he were a naughty boy. The knife made two horizontal cuts on his clothes and two vertical cuts.
As for Master Yan Se, he seemed to have aged ten years. His robe was broken on his chest, and there was a shallow wound with blood flowing out. Although the injury was not fatal, it still determined the winner.
"Sure enough, it is the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves ahead." Yan Se said with a weak breath, "I am convinced of the defeat, so let's take action. It is not unfair to die at the hands of a peerless person like you."
Yu Liancheng frowned and said, "Why should I kill you?"
Yan Se was startled and asked doubtfully: "Aren't you here to destroy the south gate of Haotian Dao?"
"Why should I destroy the south gate of Haotian Dao? I'm full and holding on." Yu Liancheng rolled his eyes: "I told you, I came here with good intentions. If not, Master would have taken action long ago."
Yan Se said: "Then why did you catch Junior Brother just now?"
"I just want a guy named 'Li Qingshan' to vent my resentment."
Yu Liancheng waved his hand carelessly, and suddenly showed a strange smile: "But speaking of it, I will still look for you even if you don't come."
"oh?"
"I have a question for you."
"What?"
Yu Liancheng walked towards Yan Se and whispered: "You are a senior in the red sleeve moves. Tell me, that girl is the most hydrated."
Upon hearing the red-sleeved move, Yan Se was startled for a moment, then revealed a vulgar and complacent smile, stroking his sparse beard: "Well, there's something to be said for that..."
Li Qingshan looked at Yu Liancheng and Yan Se who were whispering, especially the senior brother who looked more and more wretched, and couldn't laugh or cry.
Senior brother, you are still pure Yang, so stop pretending to be an expert, okay?
No, we shouldn’t pay attention to this strange issue.
Li Qingshan looked around again and saw that most of the Taoist temples had almost collapsed. His smile finally froze.
"My Taoist temple!!"
…
ps: Please give me monthly tickets. On the last day, there are still more than 70 tickets left. Let’s make up the whole number.
(End of chapter)
