Lord God of War stood at the door, with a heavy and complicated mood all the way from Jiuchongtian, he turned an inexplicable corner at this moment.
In Lu Zichen's memory, Jiang Wuyi was always arrogant and arrogant, and the dragon race was always superior to other creatures. Even the fairy on the cloud would bow his head and hand over when he saw a dragon.
Jiang Wuyi was even more different.
For a long time after Jiang Wuyi became the dragon god, Shenting treated the dragon god as if he were an evil star. Jiang Wuyi felt it naturally, as if there was nothing in this world that he was afraid of. Conceded.
The Dragon God is always high above, and everything in the world is just the dust under his feet.
Even Lu Zichen, who had the deepest relationship with him, had to raise his head and look up at this unreachable star.
But now, that star squatted on the ground, apologized humbly, and coaxed a young spiritual practitioner in every possible way.
Lu Zichen couldn't see through the real body of Lingxiu, he could only tell from his aura and appearance that he was unusual.
This young man looks like he has just grown up, with immature appearance, clear eyes, wearing a silver robe, and wrapped in many silver plush, beautiful and delicate. Sitting in the rocking chair is dishonest, insisting on rocking back and forth, smiling cutely at Jiang Wuyi, showing the tip of the little canine teeth.
And Jiang Wuyi coaxed him with a low eyebrow, as if he was afraid that the boy would fall, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist, seeing that he was finally happy, he couldn't help laughing too.
It was an extremely gentle and loving smile, but it made Lu Zichen's skin crawl quickly.
He had never seen Jiang Wuyi like this before, a strange and inexplicable feeling surged up in Lu Zichen's heart, colliding with the originally complicated and unclear emotions, and suddenly turned into another indescribable feeling.
Lu Zichen couldn't say it, he only knew that he had the urge to turn around and leave.
But before he could think about it, Jiang Wuyi had already put away his smile, turned his head coldly, and looked at Lu Zichen with coldness and murderous intent.
The madness in it was overflowing and overwhelming, but Lu Zichen unexpectedly didn't have any other thoughts, but heaved a sigh of relief.
This is Jiang Wuyi.
When Charles saw him turn back, his aura suddenly changed, and he followed his eyes to look at the entrance of the courtyard inexplicably, only then was he surprised to find a man in armor at the door.
Xiaolong frowned, feeling that this person looked familiar, and wanted to look again, but Jiang Wuyi clapped his hands.
"wait for me."
Then the person in front of him disappeared, and a bloody bone knife suddenly stabbed at the man at the door.
In an instant, the two had fought to the sky.
Lu Zichen only defended but didn't attack, and looked at Jiang Wuyi silently, until he realized the bloody aura that had been lingering on his body for a long time, and when he stopped to resist, he was mercilessly slashed on the shoulder by the bloody knife.
The golden blood fell on the ground, rolled into beautiful beads, and then shattered all over the ground, dyeing a large area of golden red.
Jiang Wuyi smiled coldly, and then disappeared, turning into a dragon body, attacking Lu Zichen endlessly.
Lu Zichen couldn't defend anymore, he hesitated for a moment, and finally held up his long spear to resist seriously.
But still did not fight back.
Xiaolong raised his head and looked at the sky eagerly, seeing that Jiang Yan didn't mean to be bullied, he was relieved, and continued to sit back on the rocking chair, carefully recalling the identity of this person.
Where did you see it
Xiaolong Cub held his chin, feeling worried.
But while he was trying to remember, he saw a white-clothed young man holding a bamboo umbrella at the door, looking up at the man and dragon fighting in the sky.
Many people in Shenbian Sect were disturbed and gathered outside to watch. The man seemed to be afraid of being discovered, so he tried his best to hide under the umbrella so that no one could see him.
The strange thing is that no one really found him.
Xiaolong Zaizai narrowed his eyes and shouted at him: "Hey, where are you from?"
The young man was startled immediately, turned his head and realized that there were still people in the yard, and blinked helplessly.
He came in cautiously, held an umbrella and said with a sneer: "Sorry, I didn't know there were still people around. I came with Lord God of War...you, you can see me?"
"Of course I can see, who are you talking about, God of War?"
Xiaolong Zaizai raised his eyebrows and pointed to the sky: "You mean the one who was beaten by Jiang Yan and couldn't handle it?"
The young man looked outside, then at the umbrella, and felt that the effect of invisibility should not have failed, so he realized that this child had some supernatural powers, so he smiled awkwardly: "Exactly."
Seeing him standing straight and looking cramped, Xiaolong waved his hand and said, "Then who are you? Tell me, how did this God of War provoke Jiang Yan?"
He acted as if he believed that someone else had provoked Jiang Yan, which shocked Wucheng a little. If he didn't know the past, who would dare to guess that someone provoked the Dragon God
But it's really interesting that this young man questioned him so naturally.
Wucheng approached just now, causing trouble, still holding an umbrella vigilantly to prevent people outside from seeing him, and explained in a slow voice: "Don't worry, my name is Wucheng, I'm not a bad person, I'm a descendant from Shenting Wenshen Temple Xian, don't you... don't you know God of War?"
Xiaolong rocked the rocking chair back and forth, and said indifferently: "Should I know him? It seems that you know it very well, so tell me quickly, how did he bully Jiang Yan before?"
Bully
Wucheng looked at the young man with a strange expression, he didn't know how to explain it for a while, and he didn't dare to talk about Shangshen, so he could only say: "Actually, I don't know, but Shangshen helped me a lot, so I followed of."
Xiaolong Zaizai looked at him suspiciously for a while, then moved his eyes away and concentrated on looking at the sky.
The already biased battle situation has been completely one-sided, and golden red blood is constantly sprinkled from the sky.
Xiaolong inhaled as he watched, and called Wucheng to stop: "Hurry up and hold an umbrella for me, my clothes are newly bought by Jiang Yan for me, they have only been worn for a long time, they must not be dirty."
Wucheng felt that the young man's tone was arrogant, but not annoying, so he stood beside him, blocking the blood rain, and asked curiously: "Are you familiar with Lord Dragon God?"
Probably all those who come out of Wenshen Temple are virtuous. Zeyue is a gossip tube that was hunted down from the human world, and the little fairy brought out is also very curious. At this moment, Wucheng only feels like there is a little claw in his heart. Catch, very curious about the relationship between the two.
This young man looks like a spiritual cultivator, but he doesn't know what kind of spirit beast it is, and he can't see through his real body.
In Zeyue's story, there is no mention of such an existence beside the Dragon God.
Xiaolong Zaizai nodded: "Of course."
As he spoke, he looked up, but the more he looked, the more he felt familiar. The word "God of War" came to his mind, and then he suddenly raised his head, squinting his eyes to look at Lu Zichen carefully.
Due to the distance, Xiaolong couldn't see clearly, so he turned his head and asked, "Wucheng, you God of War, what's his name?"
Only then did Wucheng lower his voice: "Master Zhan Shen's surname is Lu, and his style name is Zichen, so you really don't know..."
Wucheng was beating drums in his heart, but the dragon god didn't even mention it. He looked over and was sweating for the god of war, hesitating whether to go back to the court to report the letter.
Xiaolong was startled when he heard this.
Lu Zichen... Wasn't it the fairy who sneaked away to find Jiang Yan when he knelt down when Jiang Yan was trapped in an illusion
So this god of war is Jiang Yan's former friend
Xiaolong Zaizai was still thinking about it, but Jiang Wuyi had already noticed that someone was approaching the child, and immediately struck a thunderbolt, which went straight to the top of Wucheng's head.
Poor Wucheng hadn't reacted yet, not to mention that the parasol was split into two halves, and was rolled several times on the ground by the aftermath.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wuyi appeared in front of Xiaolong, staring at Wucheng with bloodshot eyes, and strangled his neck in the air.
Wucheng only felt that the immortal magic of his body seemed to be tightly locked up, unable to move at all, and under the fear in his heart, he looked at Xiaolong for help.
Xiaolong remembered that this person just held up an umbrella for him, so he grabbed Jiang Wudao and said, "Let him go, he seems to be just here to watch the fun."
Only then was Wucheng thrown to the ground, looking at Jiang Wuyi in horror, he felt that the handsome and luxurious man in front of him was more terrifying than Shura from hell!
Lu Zichen also descended into the courtyard. He was covered in blood. He frowned when he saw Wucheng, then looked at Jiang Wuyi, and said in a deep voice, "Are you still beating?"
Xiaolong didn't speak, and soon realized that Jiang Yan's condition was very bad, so he stretched out his hand along his back, and said like a child: "Don't be angry, don't fight with him, Jiang Yan, let's go eat OK?"
He wasn't afraid that Jiang Yan would really beat Lu Zichen to death, but he was just afraid that if he continued to beat like this, it would be a big deal to stir up blood and go crazy.
Lu Zichen swallowed the blood in his throat, but saw that Jiang Wuyi's blood had dissipated, he turned his head and asked the boy softly, "Are you hungry?"
That weird sense of disobedience surged again, and Lu Zichen finally understood what was wrong.
Jiang Wu looked at the young man's eyes, clearly with strong affection. !
This made Lu Zichen feel even more awkward than being beaten until he vomited blood. He never thought that Jiang Wuyi would have affection for someone, let alone a man...
Xiaolong nodded, so Jiang Wu looked at Lu Zichen and said, "Forgive you today, get out."
Lu Zichen pursed his lips, but stood still.
The coldness in Jiang Wu's eyes deepened, and the spirit wave beside him was surging, ready to go.
"Can't understand?"
Lu Zichen closed his eyes and said, "I'm here to seek peace for Shenting."
These were extremely humiliating words, but when they were said from Lu Zichen's mouth, they didn't feel too embarrassing, probably because his tone was too light and the words were too natural.
It seems that after thinking for a long time, thinking about it for a long time, I finally said it, the most suitable sentence.
Wucheng didn't dare to open his mouth, and began to regret in his heart. This time the kindness was not repaid, as if he had witnessed something extraordinary.
Jiang Wuyi sneered: "God of War, you really can bend and stretch."
Lu Zichen looked up at him: "It's always been like this."
If it was said that Jiang Wuyi had no intention of killing before, but upon hearing this sentence, he really had the intention to kill.
It's always been like this.
Xiaolong Zaizai was about to coax him away, but this desperate Lu Zichen provoked Jiang Yan again, so angry that he just wanted to hit him, so he hid Jiang Yan behind his back tightly and looked at him angrily.
"What the hell are you here for, what are you asking for peace? How can you ask for peace in such a tone!"
Jiang Wuyi was suddenly pulled behind him, he was stunned for a moment, then blinked, and stood obediently behind him with pursed lips, without saying a word.
Ever since he could remember, Jiang Wuyi had never enjoyed this feeling of being nervously protected, it really made him feel strange and greedy.
Lu Zichen's feelings towards the young man were very subtle, and after thinking about it, he said, "I really came here to ask for peace."
Xiaolong Zizai looked back at Jiang Wuyi, and said seriously: "Let me tell him, don't be angry, okay?"
Jiang Wuyi nodded with a smile, very obedient.
Seeing him like this, Lu Zichen looked strange, as if seeing the God of Destiny descending to earth and dancing.
Xiaolong Zaizai was relieved, and then turned to look at Lu Zichen again: "Are you sure you are here to seek peace for Shenting?"
Lu Zichen nodded, Xiaolong had a very bad impression of Shenting, and he didn't want to give him any good looks, so he thought about it and said: "Then...you have to be sincere, you can't just talk and let it go."
Xiao Zaizai was thinking wishful thinking, since Jiang Yan didn't directly attack Shenting, he must have a plan, so he leaned back and asked in a super low voice: "Jiang Yan, tell me what you want, I I think this is a good opportunity to blackmail!"
Lu Zichen and Wucheng were silent at the same time, wanting to tell him that no matter how soft his voice was, they could still hear him clearly.