Jujiu Annan slowly raised his head, with his thumbs hanging on his belt. He was wearing a white samurai vest, and there were red sword-like ornaments hanging on his left and right chests. He was already It was evening, and the light was not bright. It could only illuminate a corner of this Japanese-style courtyard. A hazy drizzle floated from the sky and fell on his face. At this moment, he was thinking about the loss of his son. The pain was buried deeply, and there was only one thing in my heart, Jiang Luoluo.
It has been more than seven hours since Nangong Kerr was planted with the fire talisman. Every minute that passes, the confidence in his heart will grow by one point. And for seven hours, until night falls, his fighting spirit becomes stronger and stronger. The stronger it became, the hazy drizzle that fell became faster and denser in his eyes, just like his sword. When the speed reached its peak, it was the moment when he drew the sword.
Seventeen hours left!
"Master Jujiu, Li Xuanzi left the hospital and only took his pulse. He didn't even try to remove the fire talisman. He didn't even have the courage to try." The person behind him said in Japanese.
"Of course he wouldn't dare!"
He had also heard about Li Xuanzi in Japan. He was a Taoist who was proficient in maintaining health and understood morality. He was a rare Taoist wizard, but he did not have much fighting power. He was not even at the bottom of the God List. Facing him, Of course, a top god like him would not dare to do this rashly. Who knows what the consequences will be if his spiritual thoughts penetrate into Nangong Kou'er's divine essence.
"Does he know?"
The one behind said: "I know, I already knew it before sunset."
"Yoshi!"
Jujiu Annan's eyes suddenly lit up, emitting a strange light. He was afraid of Jiang Luoxia, and Jiang Luoxia was also afraid of him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have hesitated after learning what happened.
"Lord Jujiu, Jiang Luoxia definitely doesn't dare to unlock the fire talisman. He is afraid of failure. He is just like other Chinese people. He lives up to his name, but in reality he is cowardly and a coward."
Jujiu'an's eyes were particularly sharp.
The night gradually deepened, and a plane from the DPRK landed at the airport of the imperial capital. A girl in a red coat got off the plane, but her skin was as white as paper, like an iceberg. Bodyguards in black and sunglasses supported her. Holding an umbrella, he walked her all the way to the car and said, "Go find him!"
"After eating like this, do you still want to go?" said the middle-aged man sitting in the car.
"go!"
This woman is Long Yingqing, the heroine of the Shit Sect, who is also a famous goddess today. Her eyes are focused on the window, looking at the drizzle of the Imperial Capital of China. More than three years ago, the Long family fled here in disgrace. After returning to the Kingdom of Chao, the city was developing rapidly and it was completely unfamiliar to me.
More than a year ago, Jiang Luo survived, and some forces of the Long family rushed back to China. The Diaoyutai of China also gave the green light all the way, but in the blink of an eye, it was more than a year later.
"Jiang Xiu, this time, are you still as arrogant and arrogant as before?" In Long Yingqing's mind, it was more than a year ago that Qian Donghua fought against Jiang Xiu and killed seven gods, standing in front of him like a king in the world. , she was so useless that she collapsed on the ground in fear, shame, huge shame, the two biggest humiliations she had ever encountered were all given to her by Jiang Xiu, who was like her nemesis.
"Are you sure that little girl from the Nangong family is his lover?"
"It's hard to say exactly, but it's probably true. It's said that Ichiro Juju was the one who caught him. As a result, he was so angry that the Jujiu family was not allowed to enter China from now on. The man Jujiu came to China domineeringly. On the hard steel, That’s when things got serious.”
Long Yingqing said: "I thought he was not a womanizer."
"How is it possible? No matter how strong he is, he is still a man, and he is still a young boy in his early twenties. It is normal for a man to have sex with a woman..." It seemed that he realized that he had gone too far in front of Long Yingqing. After all, the other party was a girl. And he was still his junior, so he coughed a little awkwardly.
"Isn't it inappropriate for us to come to the door so rashly? The other party is Jiang Luoxia after all."
Long Yingqing shook her head and said, "No."
"He won't mind such a small thing. At most, he won't see you. But he won't miss me tonight. Maybe he is eager for me to come to your door."
Long Yingqing, who claims to know Jiang Xiu very well, enters the private estate arranged by the big boss for Jiang Xiu.
"Long time no see, classmate Jiang Xiu!"
When Long Yingqing saw Jiang Xiu, she specifically mentioned the word classmate. The two were both students at Imperial University. Long Yingqing was one year ahead of Jiang Xiu, but her actual age was younger than Jiang Xiu.
"It's you, running to a man's house at night. Is this the custom of the people of the DPRK?"
Long Yingqing's pale face, bright red lips, coupled with the fact that he had stayed in the country for a long time, his temperament really smelled like a woman from the country. Fortunately, he was not wearing court clothes, otherwise it would be more like him.
"Then do you like it or not?"
She had a serious face and stared at Jiang Xiu with her smart black eyes.
"I don't like girls who are too proactive. They feel frivolous."
Long Yingqing felt a surge of anger in her head. This guy's mouth was even more annoying than his person, "We haven't seen each other for more than a year, and you are still so annoying..."
Jiang Xiu said: "You seem to have forgotten that your life is mine."
Back in East China, Jiang Xiu spared her life. Long Yingqing had no reason to forget this. Long Yingqing said, "So I came to pay the debt in the middle of the night."
"Oh?" Jiang Xiu cheered up and became slightly interested.
Long Yingqing's dark eyes looked directly into Jiang Xiu's face and asked: "There are rumors that the little girl from the Nangong family is your lover, is it true?"
"Love fu?" Jiang Xiu didn't like this title a little. Originally, the word "love fu" wasn't a bad word, but now it basically implies moral corruption, "Just say it!"
Jiang Xiu doesn't need to explain to Long Yingqing.
"This really surprises me, but are you worried that you haven't gone to save him for so long?" Long Yingqing said: "The choice you made a year ago is once again before you. We form an alliance, and I will do it for you." Go rescue him, whether that’s possible or not is another matter, if you don’t want Jujiu Annan to leave China, we can join forces.”
Jiang Xiu looked at Long Yingqing in front of her. Although her cultivation had improved, she couldn't change her good feeling about herself. Still, she wanted to get back what she had lost.
"After this is done, I will share half of Japan's interests!"
Jiang Xiu smiled lightly and turned to look out the window. He said that he was here to pay off a debt, but in the end he came here for profit. Jiang Xiu really thought that this girl was affectionate and righteous, with clear grievances.
All the bustle in the world is for benefit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.
"Come on, let's just say, you don't care about your lover's life or death, but you should also care about your own reputation. Now they say you are afraid of Jujiu Annan. I've heard about it even in the country." Long Yingqing said.
Her news was of course told to him by the Long family. In fact, not many people knew the situation.
"It's getting late. I'm sleepy. Don't have sweet dreams about sleeping with me. You're not qualified." After saying that, Jiang Xiu turned around and looked at his bedroom.
Dumbfounded, dumbfounded, he's not sick, right? Who wants to sleep with him? He's not qualified enough. Who does he think he is
"River… "
"Let's talk about it tomorrow!"
Long Yingqing's mouth opened slightly, and she was very angry. Her expression was very similar to the angry look of a Korean woman in a Korean drama. She was helpless, as if she was going to faint from anger, and then her eyes fell into silence. Could it be that he I was really scared, scared of Jujiu Annan.
Is the Phoenix God Pattern really that powerful
She took a step forward and reached out to push the door that was about to close: "Do you really not care about her life or death?"
Jiang Xiu ignored it and went directly to bed, pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes.
"No wonder your wife divorced you. I really don't deserve it for that girl from the Nangong family. I heard she is also a very beautiful girl. Are you really so cruel to watch her die?"
"As long as you say a word, I can take action. I can't say 100%, but I'm still 60-70% sure." Long Yingqing's soul mutated and her strength soared very quickly. Jiang Xiu was a little envious of this.
She said that Liuqi was not bragging. The soul mutants' understanding of divine essence was not comparable to that of ordinary people.
"Hello!"
But Jiang Xiu on the bed seemed to have really fallen asleep like this. His breathing was steady and long. Even cold-blooded words were not enough to describe his mood. It seemed that no words or anything could shake her in the slightest.
Long Ying wasted no time in speaking.