"Hehe, I have long realized that the Three Old Taoists are weird. Now that I have said this, I can feel relieved about what I was worried about before." When Lang Fei heard what Dan Bizi said, an arc formed at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the Old Taoist with a joking look on his face.
Three people.
The idiot also came to his senses after hearing what he said. He muttered: "Three old guys who are half buried in the earth are still thinking so cleverly. They usually put on a righteous face, but they don't want to be like monkey spirits."
Seeing Yun Han frowning, he was still waiting to take another look. At this moment, Xue Ya suddenly gave him a slap and said: "If you linger on and miss the game, you must not blame anyone else."
The idiot was stunned and quickly turned around, but Lang Fei was nowhere to be seen. When he turned his eyes again, he saw that the kid had already swayed and walked straight to the stage.
"Stay, stay, Brother Fei, wait for me." Pulling his figure, taking a big step, the idiot jumped out of the crowd with a roar, and followed Lang Fei's footsteps.
When the two came to the stage, all eight of them had expired. After a short effort, they heard a loud "dong" sound like thunder, and an unsheathed giant sword fell from the air and hit the black jade table.
, and then a figure appeared in a flash, Yukong slowly landed on the hilt of the sword, the mountain wind blew by, the purple beard swayed lightly, and the immortal mantle was fluttering.
"Mysterious!" Zhu Ganglie pouted, looked up at Tian Yuzi, and glanced at him with disdain.
What kind of person is Tian Yuzi? He twitched his ears lightly and took in Zhu Ganglie's words. He looked at him deeply and said nothing. He raised his hand and waved, "Pah, pah, pah..." eight times in a row,
Each jade plaque is placed horizontally on the jade table.
"You wait and think about it carefully. When you make a decision, just tell me which jade medal to choose." Tian Yuzi stroked his purple beard, his expression was calm, and he smiled lightly. He really looked like a master from this world.
posture.
After a while, Wang Zifu looked at the people around him, bowed to Tian Yuzi in front of him, pointed to a jade plaque in front of him, and spoke first, "Master, my disciple will choose the third jade plaque."
Tian Yuzi nodded and flicked his finger. A white true essence shot out quickly, and with a soft "pop" sound, the third jade token rose up and flew straight in front of the prince's suit.
The prince raised his hand and took it, holding it in his hand without looking at it. He bowed and saluted, stood up and walked towards the audience.
After the beginning, there were people who imitated it, and then the remaining people also announced their favorite jade cards one by one. After receiving the jade cards, they also turned around and left the stage.
Lang Fei and Zhu Gang lined up at the end. After the others picked their cards and left, Tian Yuzi glanced at them and said softly to Lang Fei: "Now there are only two left, which one do you choose?"
Lang Fei bowed and without thinking, randomly selected a jade card. When the old Taoist Zhen Yuan was played, he also raised his hand to take it, turned back and raised his eyebrows to tease the fool, and turned around.
Zhu Gang gave him a blank look, walked up to Tian Yuzi and kept giggling. The old Taoist smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said: "I can only give you the remaining one, please pick it up."
"Pa" the white true energy broke through the air and hit the edge of the jade card. The idiot saw a flash of crystal coming to his chest and raised his hand to grab it. Unexpectedly, when he fished it out, it was empty. In the blink of an eye, he saw the crystal again.
When it came to the chest, he hugged her again.
With a pounce, he saw the general hugging him to his chest. Before he was happy, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from him. The idiot screamed and was carried by the huge force and turned several somersaults. Finally, he rolled and fell to the ground.
A dog eats shit.
"Ouch, ouch." After a while, the idiot touched his butt and stood up, stared at Tian Yuzi who was full of smiles, raised his hand and said: "You...you..."
He was about to utter his rude words, but suddenly he saw Tian Yuzi's eyes change. His eyes were as sharp as a sword unsheathed. He was so frightened that he couldn't care less about speaking rudely. He held the jade token and stumbled all the way with his waist bent.
He ran off the stage in a hurry, without caring about his manners, and his embarrassed appearance made everyone in the audience burst into laughter.
Seeing the fool escaping back to the crowd, Tian Yuzi was also happy. He floated into the air, turned around, and with just one move, the giant sword thrust straight into the sky with a "swish" and turned into a stream of light and followed him away.
After he ran into the crowd and stood still, he dared to speak out and cursed: "Old bastard, just wait, one day Master Zhu will pluck out all your purple beard."
Xue Ya laughed softly when she heard his words, and joked: "You idiot, if you say such things, you will be accused of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors."
Zhu Ganglie tilted his neck, pushed out his chest, and shouted: "Who can ask him to do anything to me in public? Not to mention pulling out his beard, I want to shave him into a bald thief."
This kid got more and more excited as he talked. He was carrying the jade platform on his back, but he didn't notice that the first game had started. A Taoist in white was standing upright, waiting for his opponent.
Lang Fei looked at the jade card in his hand and saw "four" on it. He also saw that the opponent of the Taoist priest in white had not appeared on the stage for a long time. He felt strange. He turned around and interrupted their conversation, pulled Zhu Ganglie and said
: "That idiot, what's the number of your jade card?"
"Yes, yes, yes," the idiot said, digging hard in his arms, and took out a jade tablet for a long time. "Well, one! Brother Fei is one, haha, Master Zhu is in the lead today."
He was happy, but he didn't want to be slapped on the back of the head by Lang Fei. "It's so fun, the opponent is waiting for you to come on stage."
Zhu Ganglie was stunned, and quickly turned around to look, and saw someone standing on the stage. He let out a strange scream, and the idiot hurriedly turned around, lifted up his hem, raised his legs, took a step, and ran straight to the stage.
When he came up to the stage quickly with "kick, kick, kick", the elder guarding the stage looked at him angrily, helpless to see this fool who was always late, but when he saw that he just smiled stupidly, he coldly snorted: "Now we are all here."
We’re all here, let’s start.”
The two nodded, handed each other hands to send the elder off the stage, and then turned around to look at each other. Zhu Ganglie's white robe was stained with oil like a cook who cooks all day long, and his body was as wide and fat as an old pig. On the other hand, he
The opponent is dressed in silver and can hardly touch the snow. When viewed from a close distance, his eyes are delicate and his eyebrows are sculpted. When viewed from a distance, his body and spirit are soaring.
Zhu Ganglie couldn't see the pretty boy, he squinted at the person in front of him, and said in a sinister tone: "Hey, little nephew, I don't think you and I are of the same blood, we should be so close together."
The pink-faced boy smiled softly, bowed respectfully, and said: "My nephew has become a master. I see that my uncle is a very blessed man, and he showed mercy to me when I was young."
"You are so blessed, and your whole family is so blessed." Zhu Ganglie was all grateful and shouted loudly at Cheng Juezi.
Cheng Juezi was not annoyed, but still smiled and said: "Uncle Master, don't say any more, it's getting late. You and I still have to see the real seal in our hands, compete for victory and defeat, and compete for merit."
"You're a plague-stricken son-in-law, you can't fight for victory or defeat. Isn't your Mr. Zhu using his power to bully others?" The idiot actually burst out such nonsense after holding it in for a long time.
"You damn fat man, you are full of lies. I will never let go of you today." Cheng Juezi's face turned red, and he threw his hands behind his back, and with a "crack" sound, he pulled out two daggers.
The dark blade body is carved with a twisted and twisted thing, with a snake body and a human face. A pair of long scarlet snakes spit out like letters, reaching directly to the tip of the dagger. The blade wings are lined with a row of jagged hooks with blood grooves inside. From a distance, it looks like a straight sword.
The evil snake that wants to choose people and devour them is like a pair of fierce soldiers.
Cheng Juezi held the dagger behind his back, stared at Zhu Ganglie with hatred on his face, and said, "Uncle Master, I have something to demand of you."
Zhu Ganglie stared at the sharp blade in Cheng Juezi's hand, snorted coldly and said, "Why?"
His hands crossed, and he lightly scratched with the ink dagger. Cheng Juezi held the dagger across his chest, and said coldly: "No one else, I just want these 'evil fuxi's' in my hands to drink the blood from my uncle's chest."
After finishing his words, Cheng Juezi didn't wait for Zhu Ganglie's reply. He straightened his body and turned into a glancing shadow. He swung the two daggers lightly in his hands and turned the blades outward, blowing the colorless breeze into wisps of black mist and drifting away.
Zhu Ganglie was startled, secretly alarmed that this thing was evil. Looking at this scene, I'm afraid it was not a good idea. Compared with the fairy blades he had seen before, it looked more like a magic weapon. Seeing its weirdness, he also thought about the power of the sword and dagger.
How could he dare to engage in close combat with him? He quickly twisted his foot, and when Kang Bian stepped out, his whole body turned into a ball of flesh, and then bounced into a ball of white shadow, making it difficult to find the real trace.
"Hey." When Cheng Juezi saw him retreating, he suddenly shouted low, twirled his toes, and followed the shadow to jump out. The speed of his movement was not even inferior to that of Zhu Ganglie. It was strange to say that he was scurrying around.
Like a silver eagle soaring in the sky, its white robes were folded in disorder and fluttered in the wind, but no sound was heard. The whole person was shaking violently, just like a ghost.
Zhu Ganglie escaped a few steps and looked back, only to see a silver eagle hanging tightly not far away from him. The ink dagger was as cold as a claw hook. He was frightened, and he hurriedly raised his body and jumped out again.
The two men chased each other and ran around the jade platform in a blink of an eye. Zhu Ganglie had the opportunity to look again and saw that it was still difficult to get away.
He stopped abruptly with his mouth and feet, his body and figure instantly stopped, he turned around, drew his hand on his waist, pulled out the glass and rake it.
"'Evil Fuxi'? You are playing erhu in the Dongyue Temple in broad daylight, but the soldiers in your grandpa Zhu's hands are 'real canopies'." The fool grabbed the handle of the rake and waited for the silver eagle to fly by.
Just a hug.
There was a sound of "Clang" as gold and iron were exchanged, and the Silver Eagle froze for a moment before jumping sideways. It turned out that Cheng Juezi used the magic weapon in his hand as a frame and took advantage of the situation to fly over.
The two stood looking at each other again, one holding a dagger and looking at him with eagerness, the other holding a rake with his eyes wide open. One was like a ghost general in the underworld, and the other was like an angry King Kong. The short dagger was bright and the rake was bright. Fuxi was angry for evil, God
Lies are false and false.
Cheng Juezi tugged on his dagger but did not dare to approach, and Zhu Gang did not dare to step forward with his pestle and nail rake. The two had no choice but to stare at each other, and for a while they were in a stalemate again.
"Hmph, I do have some skills. Let's look at my methods. Shadow Ghost, come out quickly to confront me." The confrontation was fruitless. Cheng Juezi put away the dagger in his hand, twisted the magic formula with his hand, and used another
He tapped lightly on the spirit animal bag with one hand.
As soon as the light dimmed, a hint of gloom suddenly appeared in the originally clear sky above the jade platform. A line of gray-brown cloud smoke slowly escaped from the waist, fell on the jade platform in an instant, twisted and swirled, and gradually intertwined into a group of gray shadows.