He Has a Dragon

The subordinate man standing behind the merry fish is obviously his confidant, so he said again without fear: "Fish team, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case!"

The cheerful fish frowned, and turned to look at his own subordinate, Shen said, "Now Master is sitting in the town, even if he has the ability to reign in the throne, he will not be able to turn the sky."

After a pause, Jolly Fish further said: "According to the Throne himself, that is to stay here for only two days in Bai Yujing. I believe that there will be a lot of people who want to challenge the Throne at that time.

Having said that, Merry Fish patted the confidant's shoulder and said, "What we do is to maintain the order of Bai Yujing. When the time comes, we must clean up the corpse and rinse the blood-stained ground with water."

I saw this confidant's subordinate showing a hint of fear, and there was still a lingering saying: "Fish team, this emperor's means of killing Dong Chong just was too cruel, and it hurts, and his subordinates have only seen it in their lives! "

The happy fish gave a strong laugh and comforted: "This throne is cruel again. As long as we don't challenge him, there is no relationship between half a dime, so watch for changes!"

Immediately, Jolly Fish looked back again at the direction where Qingyangzi and Wang Le disappeared on the other side of Long Street.

As long as the two are still in Baiyujing, as a jolly fish of the ground snake, they can be found at any time as long as they are willing.

"Fish team, that cow-nosed old man feels more horrible to his subordinates than the throne. I don't know what it is?"

The enquiries of his subordinates made the jolly fish stiff, and there was a moan in his eyes.

"You ask me, who do I ask? But in my direct opinion, this old Taoist practice is not as good as Master's, but it is not much worse."

The merry fish murmured in response, and could not help but secretly sigh: "The martial arts alliance is about to fall apart in this battle with vampires, and the martial arts world of peace and prosperity is finally going to be chaotic."

"Master is right, the cattle, ghosts, and snake gods of all walks of life began to make their debut in this troubled world. Today Bai Yujing came out of the throne, I believe there are countless thrones appearing next!"

Thinking of this, the rays of longing and determination flashed in the eyes of Merry Fish. When the wind rises, he should also leave Bai Yujing and leave the shelter of Master to go out of his own martial arts road ...

◇ style_; Wang Le followed Qingyangzi all the way along Zhenlong Avenue for a while, and then turned into a deep and lush alley with ancient woods, without the bustling noise outside, it seemed very quiet.

Qing Yangzi led Wang Le all the way to the end of the alley, and a nameless mansion with a stone lion squatting on each side of the doorway came into view.

"Senior, what is this place?"

Wang Le, who had been silent, asked Qing Yangzi softly.

Qingyangzi didn't look back, as he walked up the steps, he replied: "Ask so many things, you just need to know that this mansion is a private house on a poor road."

"Eh!" Wang Le, who walked behind, couldn't help but let go of his lips, the color of unbelief on his face flashed away, and he couldn't help secretly saying, "Hey, I didn't expect the old road to be a golden house."

When Wang Le thought about it that way, Qing Yangzi stepped up to the black paint door and suddenly turned back to express a meaningful smile, and asked, "What's the matter? Isn't your kid muttering poorly in his heart? "

Wang Le shook his head without hesitation and denied: "Hey, senior, where did you think of it, even if you give the boy the courage to dare not say that you are not old!"

Qingyangzi pretended to hum, and said angrily: "It's better not!"

After speaking, Qing Yangzi didn't look at Wang Le again. He held the door knocker, and knocked the black-painted mahogany door continuously for ten seconds.

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When Qing Yangzi stopped knocking on the door, stood in front of the threshold and stopped moving, and Wang Le also stepped up the stairs, the harsh "squeak" sound of the door opened. I saw the door slowly opening, and a 60-year-old man wearing a gray mink hat appeared in the sight of the two.

Seeing this old man wearing a gray mink hat seeing Qingyangzi quickly and respectfully worshipped and greeted him, "Sir, you are always here."

Qing Yangzi smiled slightly and raised the old man and said, "Lao Yang, didn't expect me to come again so soon?"

The old man nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Respect the number of times that Bai Yujing has been in and out of these years. I just came back a few days ago. I didn't expect to come again today. It was really unexpected."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Qing Yangzi waving his hand: "It's a long story, let's go ahead and talk!"

After speaking, Qingyangzi and Wang Le entered the compound courtyard one after another, and Lao Yang closed the gate and walked in the forefront, leading them through the compound into the living room.

"Ma'am, hold the light."

As soon as Lao Yang's voice fell, I saw that the dim living room was lit up instantly.

Wang Le, who was behind Qing Yangzi, saw that rows of wall lamps made of unknown materials were installed on the walls of the living room to provide a light source.

Lao Yang, wearing a gray mink cap, saw Wang Le staring at the wall lamp with a curious look. He couldn't help but wonder, what was so good about the wall lamp, and the young man he came from was really inexplicable.

When Qingyangzi saw the expressions of Lao Yang and Wang Le, he could not help but smile, and then introduced: "Lao Yang, this is my junior in the world, you just call him the throne, what is the first time he came to martial arts, what? Don't understand. "

Lao Yang couldn't help but show a stunned color, but at the same time he couldn't help mingling with a strangeness. Because the name of the throne is too overbearing.

Looking at the world of martial arts ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Regardless of the nickname or real name, in the impression of Lao Yang, there is only such a big man in the legend of the peak of martial arts.

Lao Yang didn't expect that today, a yellow-haired boy who was stinky was actually called the throne, and he told him personally.

When Lao Yang was thinking about it, Qingyangzi pointed at the wall lamp and explained to Wang Le with a smile: "Boy, there is no secular power station in this martial arts world, so there is no electricity, and this wall lamp It is made from a unique fluorescent ore from the martial arts world, and then carved with a unique pattern. "

"Front pattern? What is this senior?" Wang Lerao asked with interest.

Qing Yangzi smiled, and responded with patience: "The array pattern is the most basic thing in the method of array formation. For example, the town flag used for fabric array must be engraved with array pattern, and even for the refining of magical instruments. There are lines of engraving. "

"If you want to know this knowledge in more detail, you will naturally know it when you enter Nanhua Guan."

Wang Le made a noise and didn't ask any more, because he also knew such theoretical things, it would be difficult to explain clearly in one step and a half, so he can only delve into it later.