My Spicy Girlfriend

With that sigh, it was as if he had been ten years old all at once.

"Master..." the people under them were worried about Yuwen Huangji and hurried over.

But seeing the emperor Yuwen raise his hand slightly to stop those family members who are ready to help him, he said silently: "am I really old..."

"Am I old..."

A sad word came out of his mouth. He looked up at the sky... A wordless sense of sadness and desolation appeared in his eyes.

Today's event finally came to an end when Li Xiaoer did not hesitate to say his most painful thing.

Originally, Li Xiaoer, whose two arms were abandoned, has been unwilling to mention this matter. This is his most distressed scar. Now how painful it is after this scar is opened by him personally? Maybe only he knows.

Li Xiaoer, who came out of the basement with Dugu Xie and the ghost servant, always looked very ugly.

Dugu Xie and the ghost servant also knew why their young master looked so ugly. They followed him closely and didn't speak. They knew the young master's heartache.

Chen Qiaozhi and Ge laoguai, who were in the car, saw Li Xiaoer and ghost servants coming out safely. They were not only stunned, but quickly asked, "are you all right?"

"Yes!"

"The people of Yuwen family are not difficult for you?"

"He Yuwen old son dare!"

"Forget it, let's hurry back." I just heard Li Xiaoer say.

As he spoke, he looked at the man covered with blood. He was almost tortured. The humanoid Tang Xiaolong and ah Qiu.

"How about Bruce Lee and ah Chou's injury?" Li Xiaoer asked, looking worried at the two fainting brothers in the car.

But seeing that, Chen Qiaozhi sighed deeply.

"Bruce Lee's injury is too serious. Fortunately, he is strong. If someone else had changed, he would have been tortured to death."

"Ah Qiu is nothing serious, but he is too weak... As long as we get back in time, I believe they should be all right." Chen Qiaozhi said slowly about the situation of the two brothers.

Listening to what Chen Qiaozhi said, Li Xiaoer finally gasped: "that's good!"

"As long as the brothers are all right."

"Drive quickly, let's go back," said Li Xiaoer.

Chen Qiaozhi started the car, hummed, then turned the steering wheel, and the car quickly drove away to the distance.

"Is this the Xuanyuan sword, an ancient relic?"

In a room full of wine, I saw the bloated drunkard with a Maitreya smile holding an ancient sword with strange patterns in his hand.

He held the ancient sword in his hands and looked at it with a light in his eyes. At the same time, he turned it over carefully.

The man in purple next to him is shaolongyan who took the sword.

From beginning to end, he seemed to stand in front of him, motionless, and there was no expression on his indifferent face.

"Now Xuanyuan sword has arrived... Hei hei, we still need Tianshu pill! As soon as Tianshu pill is available, we can collect three ancient relics." the strange words came out of the drinker's mouth.

Did the person who said (Hell Gate) was born for these three ancient relics!

Tianshu Dan scroll, Xuanyuan sword, and fire phoenix!

From the mouth of the drunkard, it must be known that the fire phoenix has already fallen into the hands of the man (Hell Gate).

Now they have grabbed the Xuanyuan sword. If they get the Tianshu Dan scroll again, wouldn't it be said that all the three ancient relics have been collected at that time?

"Tianshu pill scroll, I heard it hasn't been born for many years... It hasn't been found since it disappeared 20 years ago." Ziyi shaolongyan said coldly.

"As far as my old drunkard knows, the Tianshu pill seems to be in Kunlun, where the ox nose Taoist priest is." the drunkard suddenly said.

"You're talking about him? Feng Qingzi of the Xuanmen of Kunlun?" shaolongyan slowly turned his face and looked coldly at the drinker in front of him.

The drinker smiled and nodded.

"Yes, that's the old man."

"I heard that he got the Tianshu pill by accident 20 years ago, but this little old man always likes to worry about fortune telling. He always thinks that Tianshu pill is an ominous thing, so he took it to Kunlun... And hid it. Now I hear that this little old man was born... And he's still in your little family... It seems that shaolongyan has to do it this time ... hey hey, after all, you are most familiar with the geographical location of your family. "The drinker smiled strangely and looked at shaolongyan in front of him.

Ziyi shaolongyan didn't pay attention to the crazy old drunkard, but stood there silently, with a cold face looking like a scabbard blade, making people feel suffocated.

"Don't worry! Give me the Tianshu pill." Ziyi shaolongyan said coldly.

The drunkard suddenly smiled strangely.

"Hehe, that's good!"

"But don't forget that the evil sword, Dugu Xie and the shadow ghost servant are also in your young family now... Those two people are extremely hot characters. If they encounter them, don't blame my old alcoholic for not reminding you... You'd better avoid it," said the drunkard gloomily.

The Little Dragon Rock in purple suddenly snorted in his mouth, and a feeling of death shrouded all over his body.

In fact, he had long wanted to meet the evil sword Dugu Xie, but he didn't have a chance!

Even when he fought with Dugu Xie the day before yesterday, he didn't calm down completely. Otherwise, with shaolongyan's Kung Fu, he would not be shocked by the evil sword Dugu Xie so soon

But why did shaolongyan suddenly lose his spirit at that time? Maybe only he knows.

"My old drunkard has always had a question to ask you..." but when he saw the drunkard suddenly lifting his eyes and looking at shaolongyan in front of him, he said.

"Say!" the cold words came out of shaolongyan's mouth.

After shaolongyan said this all at once, he saw the drunkard looking at the long and narrow sword scar on shaolongyan's face and asked, "I really don't understand who hurt the sword scar on your face? Alas... An expert with a sword like you can be hurt by a sword. My old alcoholic is really depressed. Who is he?"

When the old wine ghost suddenly asked, the purple man shaolongyan suddenly filled with a fluctuating atmosphere. From the fluctuating atmosphere, we can see the great fluctuation of shaolongyan's mood.

At the same time, I was looking at his twisted face, which had been completely deformed, and the ferocious sword mark seemed to tremble slightly.

The old wine ghost was stunned and stared at the purple shaolongyan in front of him.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it." seeing the great mood fluctuation of shaolongyan, the old drunkard is afraid that this madman will be in trouble if he kills himself.

After all, the soft sword of Ziyi shaolongyan is not vegetarian.

"Do you really want to know who hurt this sword scar on my face?" Ziyi shaolongyan asked, looking at the drinker with a cold voice.

The drinker smiled awkwardly.

"If you want to talk, I'll listen to the old drunkard."

"OK! I tell you, the scar on my face was hurt by him." I only heard shaolongyan's whole eyes say.

Those eyes with blazing heat were filled with burning flames.

"Who?"

"It was an evil god who scolded the wind and cloud twenty years ago." words like a blade came out of shaolongyan's mouth in front of him.

When the drinker heard this sentence, he was stunned. The bloated face with a smile just now was frozen like ice at this moment.

"Ah? Is it him?"

The drunkard said blankly.

The Little Dragon Rock in purple snorted coldly and said, "who do you think it is?"

"In the world, who can draw such a long scar on my shaolongyan face with a sword?" his words were full of sharp domineering spirit.

Yes, shaolongyan is really powerful.

His soft sword is even more spicy and vicious, which is absolutely comparable to Dugu Xie's evil sword.

However, shaolongyan, who is famous as a genius since childhood, was defeated in the face of the evil god. There was no way. The figure he faced was the evil god of heaven and earth!

Shaolongyan still remembers that the power of the sword of the evil god in those years... Made him unable to stop. If it weren't for the serious injury of the evil god in those years, it is estimated that the sword would really lose half of shaolongyan's head

Looking back on the bloody scene of that night more than 20 years ago, shaolongyan's face is still slightly trembling and twisted. Is it fear? Or because of anger, maybe only he knows.

"Hey, too!"

"No wonder someone can hurt you! It's him." the drunkard sighed slightly, thinking of the evil god who once scolded the wind and cloud, even the drunkard was cold-blooded!

The name of evil god has long been synonymous with the terrible evil god.

Shaolongyan stood there without saying a word.

"Bruce Lee, Bruce Lee..."

In an exquisite room, but I saw Li Xiaoer and his brothers surrounded by a hospital bed.

Lying on the bed was Tang Xiaolong, who fainted and seriously injured.

At the moment, Tang Xiaolong has been thoroughly examined by the doctor. Now he is wrapped in white gauze bandages, just like the Egyptian mummy.

In addition to the eyes and mouth, the whole body is wrapped like a zongzi.

But I saw my brothers looking at Tang Xiaolong on the sickbed with concern.

Tang Xiaolong finally woke up slowly in the cry of concern from Li Xiaoer, and his tired eyes finally earned open.

At the moment of opening, Li Xiaoer and Ge laoguai were excited.

"Wake up."

"Bruce Lee finally woke up..."

Li Xiaoer and his brothers shouted happily.

But when Tang Xiaolong opened his eyes slightly, he seemed stunned and looked at Li Xiaoer and others in front of him

"Little boss..." his body is still very weak, even his voice is weak.

"Bruce Lee, you finally woke up. You scared me to death," said Li Xiaoer, holding Tang Xiaolong's hand tightly.