"Take your life!" Boss Xiang yelled, and attacked Wu Zhe with his palm again. ,
Let's solve the problem peacefully, shall we
Wu Zhe's heart was filled with tears, couldn't we just pretend to be cowardly? Don't say that you are unreasonable, at least you should feel pity and cherish jade
Of course, she was also full of anger, what do you mean by [you don't want anything when you poke your butt]
But Wu Zhe didn't dare to think too much, all his energy was concentrated on how to defend against Xiang Lao's attack.
This time, Xiang Lao's attack was even more powerful, and the opponent's moves were fierce and powerful, with extremely strong attack power. Now that he has exerted 80% of his power, Wu Zhe already feels that his breathing is stagnant.
Fortunately, the martial arts taught by Helao, Yinglao and others were good, Wu Zhe moved quickly, and dodged Xianglao's palm strike at the nick of time.
Xiang Lao's surging palm force rushed past Wu Zhe's figure, and went straight behind Wu Zhe.
"Hi—" Old Xiang frowned, turned his left wrist abruptly and retracted his hand, turning his palm in the air and hitting the ground.
There was a loud bang, and the bluestone bricks on the ground were shattered by the force of the palm, and a pothole half an inch deep appeared, with countless cracks around it.
The bluestone bricks of the Shudian are much harder than ordinary bluestone, and the half-sapphire bricks are very strong. It has been as smooth as new for decades without any wear and tear, and even five or six-star masters will hardly show cracks when they attack with all their strength. But under Xiang Lao's blow, there was such a result, and it was still a forced turning force, which shows how strong the actual attack power is.
Wu Zhe secretly exclaimed that it was good that he hid quickly, otherwise he would definitely have to use his vitality to treat his injuries.
She didn't wait for the elephant to continue to attack, she stepped back quickly, leaned against a bookshelf suddenly, and called out: "Don't move around."
"Baby! Do you think that a certain family is afraid to attack the bookshelf?!" Old Xiang's expression darkened, but he didn't make another move.
He knew that Wu Zhe could see that he didn't want to damage the book just because of the moment he withdrew his hand just now.
Wu Zhe hurriedly apologized: "Please forgive me, Mr. Xiang. You cherish the books. The younger generation is just trying to survive, so I'm just content with this."
"Fox spirit!" Xiang Lao didn't appreciate it at all, and said angrily, "Get out of the way quickly, let me kill you with one slap!"
"Wait a minute, this junior has something to say."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Xiang Lao no longer exerted his strength from a long distance, and was about to jump forward after a pause. He intends to cheat and capture him.
"Be careful with candles!" Wu Zhe shot like lightning, knocking over the ever-burning lamp on the wall with his right hand, splashing a large piece of lamp oil on the bookshelf behind him.
"Oh, Shudian!" Old Xiang braked abruptly, stretched his hands forward, but didn't dare to take half a step forward.
Because Wu Zhe took out the Huozhe from his waist pocket at the same time with his left hand.
The fire can be ignited just by swaying in the wind. Now that Wu Zhe has made such a series of movements, anyone knows what she is going to do.
The greasy and pungent smell of lamp oil began to fill the air.
Threat, Hongguoguo's threat.
"Don't come here, or the consequences will be disastrous." Wu Zhe frightened Xiang Lao.
Since the book is his lifeblood. Of course there is no reason not to use it.
"Hmph, you just burn it. I've read all these books and know them well, so what if they are destroyed?" Xiang said with a stern neck.
"Oh? Really?" Wu Zhe shook his hand with a smile.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah—" Elephant kept yelling loudly, his eyes widened.
Fortunately, Wu Zhe just swayed his hand, and didn't make much movement, which was not enough to ignite the fire.
"Hee hee." Wu Zhe didn't speak but just laughed.
Neither side is an idiot, and Xiang Lao stopped pretending, with his hands hanging down. It was an admission that I was worried that the other party would burn the book.
"Baby, I didn't expect you to come up with such a countermeasure in such a short time." He drooped his eyelids. He yelled sadly: "Don't move your hands, be careful not to burn the book..."
Wu Zhe said with a smile, "You should be the one who doesn't move."
How strong is her control now, it is very simple to shake her hand without igniting the fire.
In fact, some of the books on this bookshelf that Wu Zhe knocked over and polluted by oil lamps have already been read just now. Let her take a pen to record silently at any time. Don't worry about being burned at all. So she has nothing to worry about, and she is the one who feels the least distressed.
If she has time to read the entire book, she doesn't mind burning it all.
"Okay, baby, I'm the loser. You can read here." Old Xiang sighed.
But the next moment. The old figure suddenly jumped forward.
But Wu Zhe also turned around abruptly, and the torch in his hand was lit.
The flame on the fire folder is just a hair away from touching the lamp oil all over the bookshelf.
Xiang Lao was so frightened that he stopped in the air and landed on the ground with a bang, only three steps away from Wu Zhe, his eyes widened and he was panting.
"Fox spirit! You're so treacherous, you didn't fall for it!" Old Xiang screamed angrily.
"Old fried dough stick, you are not bad in terms of treachery." Wu Zhe replied with a smile.
It turned out that Wu Zhe was not affected by his discouraged appearance, and was still cautious in his heart. He knew that he was only temporarily paralyzing himself, so he kept on guard. Sure enough, the fat monk looked simple and honest, but he was actually very cunning in his heart.
But unexpectedly being called a vixen by him again, Wu Zhe's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he was thinking about how to go back and get revenge.
But verbally, she still has to be polite and enlighten Xiang Lao.
"Forgive me for speaking bluntly. Like always wanting to kill the younger generation, it must be because the younger generation is not pleasing to the eye. It is also destined to be evil by the heavens. The younger generation dare not make false accusations. It's just that it would be reckless." Wu Zhe began to follow Follow the guidance: "Let's not talk about the other side, just ask Xiang Lao, you killed the junior, how do you explain to Emperor Xuanwu?"
"A certain family will clarify with the emperor your undercover identity as a vixen!"
"The emperor has ordered me to be the deputy commander of the Xuanwu female general, and to supervise the Xuanwu army with Princess Qing. How can I be an undercover agent? Doesn't this mean that the wise emperor made a mistake?"
"The emperor will naturally not make mistakes."
"whee."
"Fox spirit, you are so eloquent. A certain family can't let you go, but they won't let you go so easily!" Xiang Lao snorted to express his firm attitude.
"The junior dare not ask Xiang Lao to let the junior go, but it's late at night, why not wait until the junior has enough rest before fighting?"
"Are you well rested?"
"At noon tomorrow, how about we compete in the corridor outside the book hall?" Wu Zhe said.
Like always tilting his head to look at her.
"At that time, the younger generation will naturally not dare to use the books to force each other. It's just that we agreed that we can't kill the younger generation within a hundred moves, so please don't pursue it any longer." Wu Zhe had a smile on his face.
"What if he was killed by a certain family within a hundred moves?"
Wu Zhe thought in his heart that if you say that you kill people, you kill people, it's really casual, and then said: "If the junior is not strong enough, and he is really killed by the senior, naturally he can only blame Ai himself for this calamity." (To be continued...)