Lord God Investigator

Tai Wuyi rushed into the cudgel formation without hesitation and exploded countless times. After a lot of hard work, he finally got his wish and came to the center of the battlefield where Luo Feng led the team to besie Dugu Yuyun.

Of course, he was kidnapped by the monks.

The brave and unyielding Shushan master brother now has a blue nose and a swollen head, and his head has been swollen three times. The blue Shushan Taoist robe on his body can't see the original color, almost torn into cloth strips.

Of course, a guy who doesn't have the protagonist's life wants to learn from the protagonist to be a thousand on a single ride, and the end is so miserable.

He was able to survive the beating with sticks, or Zen Master Luo called in time and canceled the password of "Kill Kill" on the spot, and the monks stayed on the stick and didn't pat him on the spot.

Taiwu was lifted up by two sturdy monks crossed with cooked copper sticks, barely widening his swollen eyes, amidst the redness caused by eyeball congestion, he saw Master Dugu Yuyun lying motionless on the ground.

Master Jiujian held his head and squatted beside Dugu Yuyun, tugging at his messy hair, and muttered, "Why is this like this... how is this good?"

In Taiwu's mind, Master Dugu Yuyun is an invincible existence. The resolute elder treats others and himself very strictly, noble in character, upright and respectful, and meticulous. He is a model of sword fairy, like the incarnation of a sword.

What Taiwu admired most was Master. He always regarded Master as an idol and role model. He wanted to become a person like Master. He couldn't understand why Master was defeated, or so badly.

And Dugu Yuyun in front of him, just like him, has a bruised nose and swollen face, and his head robes are fragmented, just like a rag doll that has been ravaged, so weak and old, so helpless, even a little pitiful, and arousing sympathy. .

"Master! What happened to you Master?"

Taiwu shouted in grief and angrily: "What did you do to him? Uncle Situ, they attacked the boss, why are you standing by and watching?"

"Because your uncle wants to preserve the Shushan faction, so that the Shushan disciples will not be implicated by Dugu Yuyun and be liquidated by the world warriors, and they will kill the whole family without leaving."

A young monk spoke up suddenly and answered Taiwu's question for Jiu Jianxian.

Taiwu looked up and followed the sound, recognizing that monk, it was Luo Feng, a lecherous Zen master who had a relationship with him a few years ago and walked a little fox from his hand.

Luo Feng patted his bald head and continued: "Oh, don't be too sad. Your master Dugu Yuyun is not dead. After all, we are not a monster. We always have to stay a line in life. Nowadays, you are so inadequate."

Hearing the news that Master was not dead, Taiwu was slightly relieved, but he was still furious, and asked loudly: "Why is this? Our Shushan faction and the Hero Alliance are clearly allies. Why should we report to you after the catastrophe? Let's play black hands?"

"This is a long story."

Luo Feng said impatiently: "You might as well ask your Master Situ. In short, this is the catastrophe of the collapse of the Demon Locking Tower. It was caused by your Shushan faction. We suspect that this is the long-planned conspiracy of the Shushan faction. , With the intention of weakening human beings, carrying demons to self-respect, and instigating human demons to kill each other to profit from it.

"Slander!" Taiwu said bitterly: "This is Chi Guoguo's slander. Our Shushan School is the world's first upright sect. My master is known to all and is the most upright person in the world. How could it be possible..."

"Don't say it too deadly, why is it impossible? Haven't heard the old saying, "Everything is possible!". One of Buddhism's truths is'impermanence', which refers to all things in the world, gods, and immortals. Fortunately, good and evil, good and evil are not constant, eternal, and eternal. Everything is changing."

Luo Feng preached to Taiwu solemnly: "Your uncle rescued a pitiful, innocent and silly little cute female ghost in the lock demon tower as a goddaughter. Reverse, become a demon queen?"

Pointing to Zen Master Qianye, Luo Feng continued, "Is Zen Master Qianye good enough? Look at how big his old man’s earlobes are, how Buddha-like, and amiable, maybe he will turn into a demon. We Buddhist monks look at people and will not be deceived by these false reputations. What we look at is our heart and truth. It is not surprising that a Buddhist leader becomes a demon, and it is not surprising that a Taoist leader becomes crazy. You Shushan faction didn’t do it decades ago. Have you ever been out of an Evil Sword Fairy? Isn’t it normal to have another Devil Sword Fairy?"

Taiwu is not good at words, and Luo Feng quoted Buddhism philosophies to the point of speechlessness. He could only turn to the beginning and stalk his neck and said: "Whatever you say, I will never believe that the master master will become the demon! It must be you first Conspiracy was framed, and then he was defeated by setting traps and sneak attacks! Nowadays, people use a knife to make me a fish, I believe it or not, it doesn’t make any sense. If you want to kill or cut it, it’s up to you!"

Hearing Taiwu said that he attacked and murdered, Luo Feng was immediately unhappy and said: "You ignorant junior, you are too confident in your Shushan school's martial arts! To defeat your master, you still need to assassinate? We are just throwing money away. Smash it!"

After that, he pulled over to Jing Xiaolou and said proudly: "Brother Jing's ability to throw money and ruin is the best in the world, the wealth of the poor monk is the best in the world, and the two best in the world cooperate with each other, resulting in one plus one greater than one. The effect of two is the best in swordsmanship in the undead zone? You can always do simple calculations that one plus one is greater than one, right?"

Jing Xiaolou hadn't cultivated to the thickness of Luo Feng's face, and he squeezed: "Don't tell me, this is not a good thing to brag about. My brother has been scolded as the world's No. 1 prodigal for many years. If the scandal of Qianying's victory over Dugu Swordmaster is spread again, I'm afraid this infamy won't be true."

"Why is it not worth boasting?"

Luo Feng stared: "We are also making money by our ability. Since the world rules allow krypton gold, then being rich is also part of our strength, and the sons of destiny who clearly rely on luck but shouting'hot blood' hard work'. There is no difference between superior and inferior. Why should they be shy and enjoy the praise of the people, so we can't stand up? The guys who scold you just can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour!"

Jing Xiaolou heard these words pleasantly, and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, the first time I saw you back then, my brother gave birth to a sense of intimacy. Hearing what you said, it really makes sense. It turns out to be wrong. It's not down, it's this world where you can become stronger with money."

The two people praised each other and heard the scalp numb of the few people beside them. The two people are indeed close friends with each other, and they are hard to find. They are really good friends.

After listening to this fallacy, Taiwu had the heart to die. The Three Views were greatly impacted, and the san value fluctuated greatly. The Shushan disciples worked hard to honed their swordsmanship, clear-hearted, few desires, firm beliefs, clear-hearted, and palms. The Sword Saint of the Door was overthrown by people with money, and all efforts were not as good as the Ah Duwu thrown out by people. Is there still heaven in this world? Is there a King Fa? Does hard work still make sense? .

Cultivators have always regarded money as dung, which is equivalent to the way people threw their stools and beat them to the exquisite, elegant white lotus-like saint. Such cruel facts are hard to accept by every painstaking swordsman. , They would doubt why they have to work hard to practice swords, and what is the use of breaking swords, why don't you abandon the sword and make a fortune in business!

No way, the world of heaven, earth and earth has the biggest rules. Who will let the fairy sword world have the rules that can turn wealth into actual strength? The world, the sprinkling of gold and the silver bullets are all overbearing and not inferior to the top sword of the mountain. The stunt of the law.

When the krypton gold mode is turned on, even if the operation is fierce, the showy water turbulence, and the krypton gold player’s stinking blind B operation, the game experience is extremely poor, and they can only complain. Operator.

As the Tiandao of the operator Fairy Sword World, in the face of such complaints, he probably only responded with one sentence: "Dear player, I am your uncle, I love to play or not!"