Yan Zhuo was shocked when he saw Gu Zhiyuan coming to kill him. He didn't expect that he would have such courage and dare to fight again. He immediately grabbed the sword in his hand and started to fight with him.
Gu Zhiyuan saw that Yan Zhuo opened his stance, turned the long sword in his hand, and spread out like a streamer, scattering white light in front of Yan Zhuo's eyes.
"His sword is indeed evil!" Yan Zhuo sighed secretly in his heart, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
Gu Zhiyuan saw that Yan Zhuo's eyes followed the sword light, and knew that his eyes had been attracted by the "winding finger", so he took the opportunity to take out three Tangmen smoke bombs from his arms and smashed them on the ground.
In an instant, thick smoke billowed in front of the Golden Dome Hall, and it was no longer possible to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and to see the direction. Only the coughs one after another came from the smoke.
Yan Zhuo was worried that Gu Zhiyuan would use the smoke to make a sneak attack, so he flicked his hand and used the technique of "sprinkling money all over the sky" to shoot a burst of fire into the smoke.
"Silver Sword Guards, withdraw!" Gu Zhiyuan shouted in the smoke.
Yan Zhuo heard a rising and falling sound beside him and knew that it was the Silver Sword Guards running away, but the smoke was so strong that Yan Zhuo held his breath and shot out more than a dozen flying swallow darts before he couldn't help but cough violently. The pungent smoke
It broke into his nasal cavity and made him burst into tears, losing his graceful appearance.
"Gu Zhiyuan is very scheming. Look at the way these Silver Sword Guards are retreating. It seems that they have been prepared. Otherwise, they would have been coughing into a ball, and they could still escape?"
With Yan Zhuo thinking like this, he could no longer straighten his back. He knelt on the ground, coughing nonstop, and was extremely embarrassed. However, speaking of it, Gu Zhiyuan learned the smoke bomb from Yan Zhuo. If he hadn't been in Baiyun at that time,
Luo Ao wouldn't even think about distributing these new items to Silver Sword Guards as he threw out a few smoke bombs at the wedding in the villa.
The word cause and effect is really mysterious.
The mountain wind howled, the smoke gradually dispersed, and the coughing gradually stopped.
The Golden Dome seems to have returned to the former Golden Dome, with a golden halo flashing out of its brilliant golden color, which makes people fascinated when looking at it.
Yan Zhuo struggled to get up and faced the sky, greedily breathing the pure air of the Kunlun Mountains. His eyes were red, tears and snot mixed together stuck to his chin and collar, making him really embarrassed.
Speaking of embarrassment, Yan Zhuo was actually pretty good. The most embarrassment was Qiao Zhenyue. He was crying in the smoke. After struggling, the originally majestic wrathful halberd and iron whiskers were already covered with layers of iron.
The white frost looks like a perfect match for the title "Leader of the Beggar Clan".
Mu Yunfeng also got up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately laughed when he saw Yan Zhuo and Qiao Zhenyue in front of him. Yan Zhuo and Qiao Zhenyue also laughed when they saw him.
The three of them were smiling like this, and everyone in the Golden Dome Palace started laughing when they looked around.
They supported each other, hugged each other, laughed and cried.
They are still alive, and being alive is such a joyful thing.
As long as you live, the dark clouds will pass and you will be able to see the warm sunshine.
Yan Zhuo wiped the tears from his cheeks and tidied himself up briefly. He looked at his dirty robe, smiled, and thought: If Xiang'er sees me like this, he will definitely laugh at me.
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Suddenly, he thought of Xiang'er's smile, and the smile on his face deepened.
Smiling like this, he glanced to the side and discovered that there were still several flying lanterns from Baiyun Villa behind the palace that had not flown away.
Sure enough, people who love to laugh will not have bad luck.
"Brother Qiao, Xiao Mu, Taoist Master Lei, it seems we have a way to get down the mountain." Yan Zhuo waved to everyone and pointed to the flying lantern behind the palace.
"Is it a fraud to leave these flying lanterns in Baiyun Villa?" Mu Yunfeng asked in a low voice, his eyebrows seemed to be full of worries.
Yan Zhuo looked at Mu Yunfeng and his eyes widened slightly. He didn't expect that a simple-minded person like Xiao Mu could learn to plan and act later.
In fact, Mu Yunfeng didn't learn to plan before he acted, but Gu Zhiyuan's successive calculations made him really have no good impression of this person, and he couldn't help but doubt everything about him.
"There shouldn't be any fraud. The group of Silver Sword Guards left in a panic and had no time to cause any damage. Moreover, there were 300 people when they came. It is normal for them to throw out casualties and leave some flying lanterns. We will check carefully later.
That’s all.” Yan Zhuo said.
"But who among us can manipulate this guy?" Mu Yunfeng asked again.
Yan Zhuo looked at the silver-armored guard lying on the ground and smiled: "They know how."
"But they are all dead. How can dead people talk?"
Yan Zhuo smiled again, kicked the fallen Silver Sword Guard, and said, "Stop pretending, my dart will hit your leg and you won't die."
When the Silver Sword Guard heard that he had been discovered, he could only raise his head and smile, saying: "I surrender, I can operate the flying lantern, I will take you down, please spare me..."
"Okay, I promise you." Yan Zhuo nodded, "Taoist priests, let's see if there are any survivors. Let's go down the mountain and seek revenge at Baiyun Villa!"
Upon hearing the word "revenge", all the Taoist priests in the Golden Summit Palace stared.
