However, Youdao is to make the cowards brave. He has witnessed the tremendous momentum of the powerful powers of Cangyuan and Su Wuzhe, the little dragon's hope for return is not so terrifying.

I heard the dragon hope to return and said:

"Boy, I really think that Su Zun takes some care of you and I dare not touch you. You have caused two young talents in my Long family to be defeated. I have long wanted to calculate the amount of the money with you!"

"I will find a way to repair Baoyu, a poem that writes poetry. As for Long Yanzhi, it is him who seeks death!"

Qingyun met Long Pangui's domineering gaze without fear.

"Damn it!"

With the word "bastard", Long Pangui simply ignored the identity of his senior and attacked Qingyun directly. However, the young master was ready to go. He could fight Yinghong in the jade mine. Now that he has made great efforts, how could he be afraid of the head of the little dragon family just by fighting alone?

With a loud bang, A Lian was fine, but He Bai was shocked and dropped his chin. Although Long Pangui was still motionless, Qingyun only took one step back.

Moreover, his aura did not fluctuate much, which shows that Qingyun really took the palm of the cultivator of the Concentration Realm!

"I'll have a few tricks, the second or third level of Yuanhua Realm? It seems that you are a blessing in disguise after being seriously injured?"

The hidden secret was revealed, Qingyun's face remained motionless, and said:

"How can you get to your eyes on me for this little progress for me?"

With a sneer, Long Panguiyi shook his sleeves and changed his face:

"It's better to do this. As long as you promise to be loyal to my Long family for five hundred years, I will immediately promulgate you the poem, how about it?"

"Yun Lang can't!"

Before the young master could reply, A Lian quickly refused for him.

"Senior Long, I dare to ask if I can repair Confused Yin Baoyu for writing poems, can you tell me if I have a good time and don't interfere with her marriage choice?"

After receiving Long Pangui's palm, Qingyun exhaled a long breath of alcohol in his stomach, but after hearing this, Long Pangui's original smile suddenly stopped and he immediately pulled down his face.

"You don't want to be loyal to the Long family for her, so why bother to pretend to be like this hypocritical?!"

After saying that, Long Peng returned, he stopped talking nonsense, turned his palm into claws, and he moved his left and right to attack Qingyun.

Even though the other party had not used spiritual power and magic, the young master did not dare to be careless at all. He hid the edge of the sword and hid it secretly in the Luo Yun sword. He raised his strength to the limit almost immediately.

"A Lian disperses!"

The little fox echoed, and He Bai wanted to help with him, but after he hesitated for a moment, he chose to watch the wall.

Long Pan returned to fight against two, but he actually fought with two young men at the gate of his home. His figure was extremely agile, and his moves were filled with a scent of ethereal and dusty smell, which was very similar to Qingyun.

But every punch and palm of his body was extremely powerful and powerful. Even if Qingyun held the hidden edge in his hand, his tiger's mouth was still trembling with blood from the huge force between the opponent's fingers and claws.

"He still has enough energy! It seems that this person's true strength is probably no less than Yu Yinghong."

My master guessed.

The Long family has a thin bloodline of the dragon. If Long Pangui can have a body that is no less than Yu Yinghong with this, then what level will his spiritual power cultivation reach?

"Yun Lang!"

A Lian's combat experience was no less than Qingyun. She saw her seize the opportunity. The bright moon whip came out of the hole like a spiritual snake, and instantly hooked Long Pangui's left wrist in an extremely tricky way, which immediately caused a pause in his figure.

"Good opportunity!"

Qingyun was overjoyed.

Luo Yun's sword light was shot quietly and was easily seen and knocked away by Long Pangui, but this was just a false shot from him!

Qingyun held a hidden edge in his hand, and a dodge avoided the rebounding Luo Yun sword light, and then stabbed directly into Long Pangui's unprepared face!

"childish!"

The voice was cold, and Qingyun's heart also sank to the bottom.

Because his full-strength sword was actually stuck between his fingers at a speed that the opponent couldn't see clearly!

"Oh, this sword is so brutal!"

With a clamp, Long Pangui seemed to want to directly break Qingyun's sword. However, the hard texture of the Tibetan brow is far beyond his imagination. After trying several times, it was futile.

"A Lian gets out of here!"

"Um?"

Without saying a word, the little fox pulled away from the moon whip and flew away. The ancient aura suddenly came from Qingyun's body made Long Pangui, who was originally like a cat playing with a mouse, frowned.

"What move is this? Not good!"

He said intimately that the handsome middle-aged uncle who had always been handsome and handsome quickly let go of Zangfeng. Then he opened his body protection spirit to the limit without thinking. Qingyun had already shouted softly:

"If the sword rides on the wind, the whole thing is gone!"

The blood evil karma has been tempered for thousands of times, and Qingyun's spiritual power has already brought a faint red color. The huge sword light of the Chengfeng Sword is not fast, but it is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing the flying dragon back desperately. His white robe looks a little weird under the reflection of the Chengfeng Sword Light.

Finally, he was close to the door of the mansion and had no choice but to retreat. Fortunately, his body protection spirit shield had been fully unfolded at this time. Long Pangui stepped on the stone steps in front of the door, and at the same time stretched his palms forward, obviously intending to withstand Qingyun's shocking sword light.

"Qingyun, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came into my heart, which also caused his sword to stop.

"Write poetry! How are you?"

I saw Long Fushi holding a long skirt, but was blocked in the door by Chengfeng Sword and Long Pangui, looking at himself anxiously:

"Why did you get married with the head of the family?"

Before the young master could answer, he heard a thud, as if something was shattering, and then he shouted again. Qingyun's Chengfeng sword light was finally completely dispersed by Long Pangui!

"Boy! Even if you don't sell yourself now, you have to pay me a lot!"

At this time, the handsome uncle's face was flushed, and a wound that could be seen from the naked eye was crossing his hands. His chest was undulating, as if he had tried a lot of effort to block Qingyun's sword light.

But this is all secondary, because a scene that stunned everyone.

Although the originally weird Chengfeng sword light dissipated, the extremely powerful attack destroyed the Long family gate and the surrounding courtyard walls. You could even see the sweeping servants who had been scared in the courtyard.

"Write poetry, why didn't Long Pangui treat you?"

The illusion sword of the heavens consumed a huge amount, and Qingyun asked pantingly.

"How is it? How can the head of the family do to me?"

Long Fushi looked puzzled, then she sniffed her nose lightly, then frowned and asked:

"You've drunk?"

"I went to the Chang family."

The two of them looked back and forth for a while and let Long Pangui get angry again, and they only heard him roar:

"Write poetry! Come back!"

As a last resort, Long Fushi had to return from Qingyun to the messy door of Long's house.

Oh no, the Long family now has no door.

"Write poetry, look! Is this the person I like?"

Long Fushi, who had just arrived after hearing the movement, didn't understand what the situation was now. He could only look at the head of the family first and then the Qingyun.

"He first caused you to lose your magical powers and lose your voice, but then he didn't want to commit to the Long family for you. Now he doesn't want you to marry someone else. How can you leave if you eat it all in the world?"

The head of the family immediately made two red glows rise on Long Fushi's soft face. At this time, Qingyun also said aloud:

"Head of Long Family, when did I say I want to eat it and slap my butt and leave? I just..."

As he was talking, Qingyun suddenly felt that he was really inappropriate and couldn't help but keep silent. Long Pangui shook his sleeves and continued to write poems to Long:

"Look, Mad, now this kid has removed all our doors. If you don't give him some color today, I, Long Pan, will not be in Baizhen City after I return!"

Seeing this, A Lian pulled the corner of Qingyun's clothes and quietly sent a message:

"Yun Lang, Long Pangui seems to be testing you."

"Drinking alcohol will make a mistake!"

My master sighed.

Taking a deep breath, Qingyun secretly swore that he would sleep after drinking, otherwise his IQ would plummet and he would not know how to die.

"The head of the Long family is not willing to commit to the Long family. In fact, I still have extremely important things to do. And the girl Fusi is innocent, so how can I say that I can clean up? Furthermore, I have a way to repair Huoyin Baoyu..."

"Stop, I don't want to hear you talking nonsense here. You'll pay for it. You'll pay for it. You'll pay for it if you hurt my hands? You'll have to pay for the repair if you ruin my Long family's gate and the wall? There's also the cost of fu poetry and my mental loss. Well, there are other messy costs that add up to about one or eight million top-grade spirit stones, and that's it."

Long Pangui's face looked very flat with a little ruffian, and everyone's eyes seemed to be full of two words: rogue.

Taking a deep breath again, Qingyun suppressed the effect of spiritual wine on himself to the lowest point, and said patiently:

"Senior Long, I don't have that much money."

"Sell yourself if you don't have money!"

Maybe he felt that his words were a little ambiguous, so Long Pangui coughed lightly:

"Well, what I'm talking about is serving my Long family for thousands of years."

"Didn't you just say five hundred years?"
To be continued...