Zhong Liancheng looked at Xiao Lu, the smile on his face could no longer be concealed. He pointed sideways at Lu Yu and said to the old man, "Tian Tao's son, Fujitora's apprentice, Yi Chen's nephew."
"I know, Yichen told me about him before." The old man said, moved a chair aside and sat down, crossed his legs and watched the excitement with great interest.
"Who is this?"
Knowing clearly that the other party was here to assassinate him, he could still put on a complacent look like this. Ling'er, who was squatting on the wall watching the fun, pointed at the old man and asked Qingqing.
"You don't watch the news."
Qingqing's face darkened when she heard this.
"If you don't look at it, what does it have to do with me?"
Ling'er said and chuckled. At this time, Xiaokong on the other side frowned and interjected: "It's so strange... He is obviously determined to win, why is he the only one here? The others
Where have people gone..."
"She should be doing other things." Qingqing heard this and said, "Don't worry, this monk is as famous as the former chief helmsman. Among the thirteen ghosts of Hanling, except for Qinglong Guan Yichen, he has the highest martial arts.
To do this at the risk of exposing his identity proves that Da Phoenix has enough reason to trust him."
"Then, what are you waiting for? Can't we just go up and kill him together?" Ling'er said, trying to get up, but Qingqing reached out to grab her, then shook her head and said seriously: "This matter
, we’d better not get involved, and let him do it alone unless absolutely necessary.”
"Huh?" Ling'er heard this, blinked her big eyes, and said "oh" as if she understood something.
Although this girl is playful, she has never been stupid. After thinking about it, she understood Qingqing's intention at that time. Presumably, Qingqing, like Lu Yu's mysterious second uncle, wanted to give Lu Yu a great achievement. Look at the
The two of them seemed to be very powerful, and the target worthy of the Bronze Bell Monk's personal action was not a small role.
"Then what are we going to do? Just watch here?"
Seeing Lu Yu's masterful use of the three flying knives originally given to him, Xiao Kongqian was a little eager to try. If Qing Qing and the others hadn't been too slow to move, this girl would have followed Lu Yu's steps and fallen into the courtyard.
"Let's go see if there is anyone else, Sister Qingqing, what do you think?" Ling'er thought for a while and suggested.
"No, I want to be here just in case." Qingqing said, smiling softly, and her eyes never moved away from Lu Yu's body.
"Why, are you still worried that the little fox can't beat him? Don't worry, that guy is full of evil ideas." Ling'er said, lowering his hands and simply sitting on the wall, two rows of white teeth exposed, what do you think?
They don't look very worried.
"Yes, I think so. We have to believe in his strength." Xiaokong said, and followed Ling'er's example and sat on the wall.
"But, he just killed two elders. This journey has relieved him a lot, but I'm still worried about his physical strength." Qingqing said, frowning slightly, but she didn't expect that when these words came out, Ling'er and Xiaokong both said
Turning around, the little look in her eyes was hard to describe in words. Qingqing looked at it and quickly waved her hand, "Don't think blindly."
"kindness?"
The four big eyes narrowed into a horizontal line, Ling'er and Xiaokong tilted their heads with expressions of distrust... Everyone knows that this little black girl slept with Lu Yu last night,
When I relate to what I said just now, it seems that there is a lot of connotation hidden in it~~~~
"Who is that?" Seeing three beauties sitting on the wall chatting lively, the old man in the courtyard was slightly startled, then pointed at Qingqing and asked Yunlong Taoist Master Zhong Liancheng.
"I don't know, it seems... they are not enemies." The old Taoist priest said, waving his hands towards them. Qingqing jumped down quickly when he saw it, led Ling'er and they walked over, one of them stood at attention and followed the old man.
He gave a military salute, then turned around and politely bowed his hands to Daochang Zhong.
Hearing Qingqing introduce herself, the eyes of the old man in the courtyard lit up. He stretched out his hand and pulled Qingqing closer. After looking up and down, he turned to ask the old Taoist priest standing aside: "This child... is...
....Liu Chengfeng’s granddaughter?”
"It looks like it should be right." Zhong Liancheng said, taking a deep look at Qingqing, and then nodded with certainty: "Yes, absolutely right."
"Then he is..." the old man said, pointing at Lu Yu.
"Yes." When Qingqing heard this, she quickly lowered her head. Her stunning face was already extremely red. Seeing her coquettishly acting like a little girl, both Ling'er and Xiaokong were speechless with their eyes wide open.
Come on, at this time, the old man took his attention away from Qingqing, "Then... what do they do..."
"Uh..." Qingqing didn't know what to say when he heard this. When he looked back at Ling'er, he saw that Ling'er and Xiaokong were not interested in what was going on here.
"I want to help." Ling'er said with a small mouth.
"Me too." Xiao Kong said, blinking his big eyes.
"Sister Qingqing won't let us go." After a moment of hesitation, Xiaokong said again.
"What should we do?" Ling'er thought and looked back, but as soon as he turned around, he exclaimed.
"careful!"
"Well?" Qingqing heard this and turned around following Ling'er's defense line. Almost in an instant, several figures were already standing on the eaves behind everyone... There were five in total, all of whom came.
Wearing black coarse cloth clothes, they look a bit like ninjas, and a bit like black-clad assassins in the past. In addition to their different body shapes, their masks all have completely different patterns, which are different from the simple colors of other killers.
The masks on his face all have similar mysterious colors to Lu Yu's mask. It's the same half face, and the same weird smile. The difference is that the mask's appearance is far more primitive than the one on Lu Yu's face. No, it's a bit unfair to say primitive.
It's so appropriate. That kind of mask can already be described as shabby.
"Huang Mang."
"Xuan Kun."
"Qingpeng."
"Blue Bear."
"And... Black Shark."
Calling out the names of several people one by one, several girls have already stopped in front of the old man, plus the old Taoist priest with white hair, white eyebrows and white beard. The four of them are facing the last five mysterious ghosts who have never appeared.
The five people were not in a hurry and stood there like zombies. They looked upright and strange. However, no one present dared to relax their vigilance, because they could not tell what was hidden behind these five masks.