Not only did the smile on Qian Yu's face freeze, but the nearly a hundred Lingyun Tower disciples around him, as well as the Holy Master Lin Mubai, were completely stunned at this moment.
Obviously...
Fang Zhengzheng's "I didn't mean to fall in love with you!" made the whole conversation go crazy. Then, naturally, it would be impossible for them to continue chatting happily with each other as if they were guests.
"Kill him!" Qian Yu's voice was cold, like the coldest wind in winter, digging into Fang Zhengzheng's neck.
Fang Zhengzheng, on the other hand, could only shrug helplessly.
I have to be outspoken and tell the truth. I still have to find time to change this problem in the future, especially when dealing with a menopausal woman. Sometimes I still have to be more tactful.
At least it should be foreshadowed that the age difference between the two of us is too big to be suitable.
Of course, it was too late now, because the crystal green leaves, dense as a storm, had already rolled towards him, and every green leaf had a cold brilliance.
At the same time, Fang Zhengzheng also moved.
Step by step, he walked towards Qian Yu's position. Every time he took a step, he would pause briefly and take a look at the beautiful scenery around him.
It was late autumn and the wind was getting colder.
Lingyun Tower is a place where flowers bloom. Protected by a natural ground like Hantan, it is impossible for flowers to wither and die like in the outside world.
However, the green leaves are still slightly yellowish, and there are still a few leaves blown off by the autumn night on the ground, one by one, like the sunset.
Fang Zhengzheng looked a little intoxicated.
Perhaps because he was too intoxicated, his eyes slowly narrowed and he was humming some unknown tune.
"I am a little little bird, I want to fly... fly... fly higher, oh oh..." Fang Zhengzheng's voice was not too loud, but at least it still occupied the point of clarity, and his singing voice was soaring. , like a magic sound, echoing in the sky above Lingyun Tower.
As for the nearly a hundred disciples of Lingyun Tower, as well as the eleven disciples of Lingyun Tower who had finally arrived from afar, they were completely stunned.
As the old saying goes, when you pass among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches you.
Although the scene in front of me is not so appropriate in terms of metaphor, in terms of image, it seems to be more appropriate than this ancient saying.
"How can it be?!"
"Why can't it hurt him?!"
"This... what is going on?"
The hearts of the disciples of Lingyun Tower were hit hard. After all, no one who experiences this kind of thing personally will not be hit.
He tried his best but couldn't even touch a piece of his clothes
Ghost? !
"Yu'er, be careful!" Seeing Fang Zhengzheng getting closer and closer, Holy Master Lin Mubai finally reacted. With a press of his waist, a golden dragon rose up.
The eyes of the blue dragon.
As for the treasure that the Holy Lord Lin Mubai used to protect himself, some say it was a gift from Qian Yu, while others say it is a treasure inherited from the Great Xia Dynasty.
Of course, no matter where it comes from, this can be regarded as a good treasure.
"Buzz!" At this moment, two huge black wings suddenly appeared. When the wings were spread out, they were two feet long, enough to cover the sky.
"As for treasures, actually, I have them too." Fang Zhengzheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, but this smile was unlikely to be noticed because of the black scarf on his face.
"It's the black gold wings, the Demon Emperor's protective treasure!" Saint Lin Mubai saw the black wings spread out behind Fang Zhengzheng's back, and his expression changed.
Although the treasure worn by the Demon Emperor has not been seen in person, its actual appearance when unfolded is still recorded in ancient documents.
"It seems that you have really captured the Demon Emperor!" Qian Yu was not as panicked as the Holy Emperor Lin Mubai, especially when he saw the black gold wings behind Fang Zhengzheng, the expression on his face clearly relaxed. few.
As for why it eases
Fang Zhengzheng felt that this should be related to the strength he had displayed. After all, to put it bluntly, what he just said would be enough to kill anyone thousands of times.
"Now that your identity has been verified, shouldn't it be served with good wine and good food?" Fang Zhengzheng was not in a hurry, and he didn't walk too fast.
"How good a wine do you want?" Qian Yu asked.
"I'm actually not a picky person when it comes to wine, but if it doesn't have a thousand-year vintage, to be honest, I wouldn't be able to bring it out." Fang Zhengzheng said with a rude look on his face.
"Haha... It's okay to drink a century-old wine, but you have to defeat me first!" Qian Yu smiled again, and then took action.
Above her head, eight bright moons appeared, its shining white brilliance making her headcloth covered with a layer of snow-like brilliance.
"It seems that Qian Louzhu still can't trust me?" Fang Zhengzheng sighed, feeling that he had shown enough sincerity.
But Qian Yu seemed unwilling to do so.
Moreover, he struck hard and showed no mercy at all, making it clear that he was using the "queen's posture" to kill Fang Zhengzheng.
It's just a scam.
After all, Fang Zhengzheng really couldn't beat Qian Yu to the ground.
"Buzz!" In one thought, Qian Yu was already in front of Fang Zhengzheng, holding two silver-white long swords in his hands with extremely dazzling brilliance.
The bright moon is like a hook, and the sword is like frost.
Qian Yu's strength is naturally not that of a strong person in the divine realm, but her advantage is that her moves basically have no flaws. It is precisely because of this that Qian Yu can fight head-on with Demon Emperor Bai Zhi, who is stronger than her.
"Whoa!" Two rays of silver light fell to the ground.
The white frost stretched on the ground like a sword, extending from under Qian Yu's sword for a hundred steps before gradually dissipating.
As for the nearly one hundred disciples of Lingyun Tower, they separated in a tacit understanding at the same time as the silver light fell, and stepped aside to avoid the sword.
Of course, Fang Zhengzheng also avoided it.
Compared to the disciples of Lingyun Tower, he hid faster and earlier. Before the sword light had even hit the ground, he had already hid far away.
However, the hiding position is a bit wrong.
Because Fang Zhengzheng did not retreat, but advanced, with a posture like a wild goose leaping, and suddenly passed between the two swords in Qian Yu's hands.
Then, by chance, he stood next to Pingyang.
“…”
“…”
There is a kind of person who can chat to death.
Such a person will suddenly make the atmosphere awkward and not very likable, while the other kind of person will make his opponent feel like he has been struck by lightning.
obviously…
Fang Zhengzheng has all these two types of people.
He wasn't sure whether the atmosphere was awkward or not, but from the moment he landed firmly next to Pingyang, a strange scene appeared in Lingyun Tower.
Whether it was Qian Yu, the Holy Master Lin Mubai, or the nearly a hundred Lingyun Pavilion disciples around him, they all froze in place like sculptures in an instant.
Every face was even more pale.
"Ah... Dog thief, I will fight with you!" A roar broke the strange stiffness, and at the same time, a crimson flame also lit up, like a unicorn flying out, with its sharp eyes open. The claws, with a bit of dazzling golden light, pierced the center of Fang Zhengzheng's forehead.
As the saying goes, there is a kind of woman who is so cruel that even she is afraid of herself.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't really know how cruel Pingyang was before, but now he seems to have experienced it firsthand. At least, whether it was the tricky angle of this blow, the domineering power, or even the ruthless expression on Pingyang's face , all cooperated very well.
It was surging and overwhelming.
It's just a pity...
However, Fang Zhengzheng still saw a calf that was quickly stretched out towards him during this violent blow.
That’s right!
Compared with the innocence and cuteness of the past, Pingyang is no longer an innocent Pingyang. On the contrary, after being influenced by someone, Pingyang's cunning has actually become quite outstanding.
At least, this attack is perfect.
On the surface, whether it is the corner where the gun is drawn or the frightened and helpless expression on his face, the performance is quite "sophisticated".
If it were an ordinary person, such perfect acting skills, coupled with unbridled thinking, would make the enemy receive a heavy kick somewhere in the vagina after blocking a shot to the forehead, then it would definitely There is no running away.
But could Fang Zhengzheng be an ordinary person
Obviously not!
Therefore, he raised his body and retracted his legs. As he watched the spear thrust towards him, his whole body sank violently. While squatting into a "twisted horse stance", he also tried his best to catch a kick. Come over the calf.
Time stood still again at this moment.
The slightly cold autumn wind blew, stirring the frightened faces, but it was a pity that no flakes of snow fell.
It lacks a bit of poetic beauty.
As for Pingyang's expression, this time he was really frightened.
The small mouth opened into a circle, and there was an unconcealable disbelief in the clear water eyes. The Fire Lin Gun in his hand almost fell to the ground.
A perfect blow, but it was broken? !
Holy shit!
Pingyang refused to believe her eyes. She was frightened, helpless, panicked, wanted to scream, and even started to prepare to run away.
Then, she really turned around.
But when she turned around, she was horrified to find again that her calf seemed to be tightly clamped under the "Mengtian" in front of her.
He was pumping desperately.
However, it seems that I still can't get it out.
Pingyang was very anxious, so anxious that he seemed desperate.
And then…
A handful of flying white lime powder was sprinkled out.
"What a sin!" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the oncoming lime powder, recalling the helplessness on Pingyang's face. He suddenly felt that he had an extra disciple inexplicably.
And this master disciple was using his best skills to perform a tear-jerking scene of helplessness, and by the way, he sprinkled a handful of lime powder that had been hidden in his palm towards his face.
(The second update is here. Can you get the monthly pass? Subscription? Brothers and sisters, you are so pitiful. I can’t eat instant noodles anymore! PS: I wish my brothers and sisters a Merry Christmas. May all your wishes come true and you can be single. I am single on this day, but I still need to take protective measures! Remember, remember, remember! Say important things three times!)