Meng 49 sword

Chapter 272

Half an hour later, Meng Qiqi played with the black jade card in his hand, and asked Chen Boyan with some doubts: "What do you mean by Gui Luoluo?"

A selfish person like Gui Luoluo, who made a proposal from Ze Bei Tianxia, ​​was fine, but he even took out a black jade card as a certificate of voting - this black jade card was given to Ji Yuetang by him before. He snatched the one back on the day of the pursuit.

But the importance of the Black Jade Card is clearly revealed. Gui Luoluo is willing to hand over such a big trump card in his hand. This is too inconsistent with his usual style of conduct.

Chen Boyan's answer was very domineering: "There is no need to worry too much, a ghost can't make any big waves."

Meng Qiqi smiled, "Master nephew is very angry now."

"Otherwise, how can you be worthy of my junior uncle?" Chen Boyan wrapped his arms around his waist.

"You have a sweet tongue." Meng Qiqi was delighted.

The two exchanged a deep kiss tiredly, and Xiao Yuer who was left alone was very wronged, and stared at them with wide eyes - in the past, he would always cover his eyes obediently, but today he doesn't want to , because he was too wronged, so he had to keep his eyes open.

Afraid of spoiling the children, Meng Qiqi pushed Chen Boyan away, pulled Xiao Yuer into her arms and rubbed her, "Who is bullying our little Yuer again?"

"Hmph." Xiao Yu'er pursed her mouth and said nothing.

But Chen Boyan immediately glanced over coldly, and Xiao Yu'er had no choice but to lower her head: "No one bullies me."

Seeing this, Meng Qiqi slashed at Chen Boyan, "Why are you bullying my apprentice?"

Chen Boyan said: "Little Yu'er is not young anymore, how decent is she always hugging her?"

"No matter how old you are, you are still my apprentice, and you are much closer than your nephew."

"Little uncle, speak carefully."

Meng Qiqi glared at him, then dragged Xiao Yu'er into the room, "Come on, Xiao Yu'er, let us master and apprentice talk about ourselves and ignore him."

Of course Xiao Yuer obediently followed the master, he knew that the master always quarreled with the elder brother, Xiao Xiao said "quarreling at the head of the bed and making peace at the end of the bed", and asked him to leave it alone.

And the senior brother is very thick-skinned, so he will definitely follow.

Sure enough, he followed.

I'll just say it.Xiao Yu'er felt like Zhuge reincarnated, her big eyes sparkling.

There was a stove in the house, and it was very warm.Meng Qiqi took Xiao Yu'er and sat down beside the bed, covering Mrs. Tang under the quilt, it was also very warm.Although the physique of the monks is different from that of ordinary people, and most of them are not afraid of the cold at all, it is gratifying to have this warmth in this cold day.

Chen Boyan saw Meng Qiqi sitting motionless by the bed, so he walked over helplessly, helped him take off his coat, shoes and socks with his own hands, and helped him to lie down.Turning around, Xiao Yu'er was also looking at him eagerly with her two short legs dangling.

Chen Boyan returned to the appearance of Gao Leng Xianjun, and there was no trace of emotion in his quiet black pupils.

Xiao Yu'er hurriedly took off her shoes and got into the bed by herself. Even if he died today, he would lie on this bed.

Chen Boyan didn't say anything in the end, conniving at Xiao Yu'er's behavior of "dove occupying the magpie's nest", and sat down at the table by himself.

Meng Qiqi asked Xiao Yu'er to pinch her shoulders, threw the black jade card to Chen Boyan, and said, "No matter what Gui Luoluo plans, it will always be related to Princess Yihe. I will leave such troublesome matters to His Highness." Yes, I can't be bothered."

"If this training center can be established in the end, can the little uncle escape?"

"Isn't there still Zhou Ziheng? The number one swordsman in the world, being a director doesn't count as burying his identity. Even if you don't become a director, it's good to be a teacher." The more Meng Qiqi talked, the more he felt that this was really a person. Good idea, Zhou Ziheng is the master who walks sideways wherever he goes, and the court can't trick him.

Then let his nephew cheat him, then he and Chen Fangjun can get away from this center of power and wander around the world, wouldn't it be beautiful?

Chen Boyan laughed, this pair of uncles and nephews is really a pair of living treasures.However, the little uncle's proposal is indeed good.

Putting this matter down for now, Chen Boyan said: "Do you have a charter in your mind about the Yaoguang matter?"

Meng Qiqi squinted her eyes: "Judging from the situation in Tianbao Pavilion, Yao Guang and A Qiu may have separated long ago. A Qiu's behavior of protecting Yao Guang when he was in the guard division was just to confuse me. Let me point the finger at Yao Guang alone. But who would have thought that Mr. Huang would have a second hand, and the white mask suffered a serious injury this time, and I am afraid it will not appear again in the next few days."

"You have mastered the formation, may you find out where they are now?"

Hearing this, Meng Qiqi hooked Chen Boyan's hand, and when he came close, he whispered to him.Xiao Yu'er couldn't restrain her curiosity, and quietly leaned over to listen, but only heard the last sentence.

"In short, with the formation in hand, it is impossible for them to escape from Shenjing."

At the same time, Yucheng.

Zhou Ziheng sneezed a big belated sneeze, touched his nose, wondering who was scolding him behind his back.Lang Xu next to him glanced at him, and continued to finish the sentence calmly, "I have told you everything I can tell you. I have kept my promise and never entered the customs these years. If it weren't for your letter, I would never have broken it." promise."

"This time, that time." Zhou Ziheng sat down on the city wall, facing the wind and snow all over the city, he untied his jug and poured a big gulp of spirits.Strong wine enters the throat and burns the heart, which can relieve thousands of worries.

Lang Xu couldn't see through Zhou Ziheng, so he specially called him here to talk about things, and the cold wind was blowing, so it was cool.But Zhou Ziheng said that the scenery here is good, the corpses are everywhere under the white snow field, the scenery is quite unique.

What Lang Xu couldn't see through was that after Zhou Ziheng listened to what he said, he was not surprised or even questioned.This made Lang Xu want to ask "Are you doubting me?"

Forget it, that's the family affairs of Gushan Jiange, he just needs to have a clear conscience.Besides, everyone is dead.

After a long time, Lang Xu looked at the black spots gradually emerging on the distant horizon, then looked back at the exhausted monks on the tower, and said, "Zhou Ziheng, fight me."

"Why?"

"Back then I was running after you, but unexpectedly your whereabouts have become a mystery. I was convinced after losing to the old pavilion master, but I have not slackened these years. Now, it is time to end it."

Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows: "What if you lose? Go back to practice for a few years and come back, wouldn't it be endless? I won't fight with you, I'm so tired. I want to fight Meng Qiqi, he loves fighting the most .”

Lang Xu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. He didn't expect that Zhou Ziheng, who was rumored to be famous, was such a fool, "If I lose, I will defend the city for you."

"Oh?" Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows.

"Shouldn't you?"

"Yes, of course, this deal is not a loss."

Zhou Zi patted his buttocks horizontally and stood up, put the flagon away from his waist, stretched a lot, and said, "But we have to change our style of play."

"What style of play?" Lang Xu was wary.

"Did you see those monsters?" Zhou Zi horizontally pointed to the new monsters. Every moment, countless monsters rushed to Shenjing from all directions, killing batch after batch, as if never end.Yucheng has become a veritable mythical city, a mythical city of ghosts.

Zhou Ziheng said: "We kill more monsters than anyone else. Whoever loses will defend the city here. In this way, you and I don't have to fight to the death. If the business fails, there is righteousness."

Lang Xu: "..."

Lang Xu automatically ignored the second half of Zhou Ziheng's words. He felt that if he listened to it any longer, he might not be able to resist kicking him off the city wall, so he drew his sword generously.

"Okay, I agree."

"Win or lose in one hour?"

"can."

"Quick!" Zhou Ziheng likes to talk to cheerful people, and cheerful people do refreshing things, and you can have a drink after the fight, isn't it pleasant?The boy Jinman in the Wuhou Mansion is just not interesting. He obviously has a lot of good wine in his possession, but he just refuses to let him taste it.

What is the tens of thousands of baht that spends a lot of money, it is clearly nothing!

"Do you have any good wine?" Zhou Ziheng asked Lang Xu suddenly.

Lang Xu was slightly taken aback, but actually thought carefully about the treasures in the Sumeru Ring, and said, "A pot of laughing spring breeze."

Zhou Ziheng was overjoyed, he patted Lang Xu's shoulder familiarly, and said three "good" words in succession, "I'm going to have a good time killing and watching the wind and snow, and I will have three drinks with you!"

Zhou Ziheng was full of pride, and after saying that, he laughed and jumped off the city wall.That chic and unrestrained figure broke through the wind and snow, like an eagle spreading its wings, and even more like a sharp sword that opened the sky, slashing towards the crowd of monsters that swept towards it.

Isn't that figure, that pride, the demeanor that the number one swordsman in a millennium should have.

Lang Xu couldn't help being moved by this, he took a deep breath, and his lungs seemed to be filled with awe-inspiring spirit.

No, wait a minute.

Isn't laughing spring breeze my drink?

Lang Xu's face darkened for a while, but at the end, he couldn't help laughing.Zhou Ziheng, Zhou Ziheng, is really like this fine wine, which makes people love and hate.

The next moment, Lang Xu also jumped down and entered the formation.

"Boom—" The beating drums in the city sounded again, and every drum beat was accompanied by the blooming and falling of a blood flower.Zhou Ziheng's sword moves were both wild and casual. With one strike, the world trembled and all animals mourned. In the blink of an eye, blood flowed like a river.

Ask the heroes of the world, who else is there for me!

Not to be outdone, Lang Xu's sword of Zhan Yue swept across all directions.The slender, sickle-like moon wheel ruthlessly harvested the lives of monsters, only faster and more ruthless.

The monks on the city tower were stunned at this scene, but at this moment, the sound of chilling flute joined, and the drum beats became densely integrated, which caused the monsters to become frenzied and the earth trembled.

Wang Ziling appeared at the main entrance, his much thinner figure was carrying a huntian pestle, and he was carrying a heroic figure.

"Kill!!!" The young head of the family gave an order, and the group of heroes moved forward together.

Wengcheng, located on the other side of Shenjing, one of the three guarded cities, is facing an unexpected problem.The city defender Jin Manzheng was standing on the tower, looking at the monk Yi Nian in the enemy formation, his eyes filled with overwhelming anger.

In addition to monsters, there are many white masks here.

Jin Man didn't know it, because Zhou Ziheng, Xianhua Xianzi and Lang Xu arrived one after another, and Wengcheng, which he was in charge of, became a soft persimmon in the eyes of the other party.

Angry, hateful.

A certain white mask on the other side was still shouting: "Jin Man! How dare you come down and fight! With this in mind, if you want revenge, come down alone!"

Lu Yunting was in a bad mood, fearing that Jin Man would lose his mind due to anger, and was about to speak, but Jin Man was one step ahead of him.

I saw him stepping on the city wall, and the wind blew his red clothes, making him flamboyant like the sky and the sun, "Which yellow-mouthed kid dares to call your grandfather by his name?! Smash his mouth!"