The purple-clothed marquis is well versed in the way of the old man and has been famous for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although info is not as good as the legendary Daji Lao Hua Rongxiang, it is also a big man who will shake/shake when he stomps his feet.

The Culvert Pavilion is another pure land in the old world. The name of the culvert hall and the listening rain building are all the paradise that the old man yearns for. Today, the culvert hall welcomed an indescribable guest, and the owner of the hall personally greeted him.

Han Daoxin, the owner of the culvert hall. He took several deputy hall masters to guard the entrance of the small world, waiting for Hua Rongxiang's arrival. Before coming here, Hua Rongxiang had already sent a letter. bluntly said that he was willing to stay in the culvert hall for a few days, and the owner of the hall agreed to his reluctant request.

Since the owner of the museum received the letter, it was difficult to sit and sleep. He has already received the news that the Great Elder who has disappeared for hundreds of years has reappeared in the dust, and it is bound to set off a bloody storm, and the Elder Ji Realm is about to change the sky!

But the person who came was Hua Rongxiang! Han Daoxin had to pay attention to it. Maybe the other party can bury the entire culvert hall with a single thought.

"Why didn't Hua Rong think that the adults hadn't come yet? ”

An assistant hall owner couldn't hide his excitement. It's been a long time, and I can't imagine that I will be able to see the rumored Daji in my lifetime.

"Only a big man like him deserves to be in the Culvert Pavilion!"

Another deputy hall owner laughed. If Hua Rong wants to live in the Culvert Pavilion satisfactorily, in the future, the Culvert Pavilion will be even more famous, and there is no Pure Land in the old world that dares to compare? Listen to the rain building, hum, it is already down.

Han Daoxin tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart. "I heard that Hua Rongxiang had already been to Tingyu Tower, and his second stop was the Culvert Hall. There must be a deep meaning in this, what does he want?" the pavilion owner couldn't figure out the joints.

Closing the door and blocking customers is absolutely impossible. The fanfare may bring an unexpected ending.

At the entrance of the small world, in addition to the hall owner, deputy hall owner, deacon, and steward, there are many elders waiting here to see the jade face of the flowers.

Sheng, spring and drum, silk and bamboo are clear, and the crowd dances. The Pure Land is a glorious image. No matter who comes, they will be infected by the enthusiasm of the handsome elders, celebrate with them, and even sleep with them.

Airplanes!

The base clouds are rolling, the colorful gods are surging, the sky is auspicious, and the ground is surging with juhua. The elders who were waiting at the entrance of the culvert hall were shocked. Jundao, Huarong wants to come!

Before the people arrived, the terrifying coercion had spread throughout the Culvert Hall. Even the hall owner Han Daoxin's face was mutinous, only to know how big the distance between him and Hua Rongxiang was, as straight as the light of the bright moon and the grass.

There was a loud bang. The sea collapsed and the mountains were destroyed, and the door of the small world suddenly opened. A handsome Ji Lao who seemed to come out of the painting came leisurely, his hands were wrapped in his sleeves, as if he was smiling, so that people did not dare to look directly at his clear eyes.

Zhongji was stunned, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at Hua Rongxiang.

Teng, Teng. The two figures disappeared in a flash, and they also broke into the culvert hall, following Hua Rongxiang.

"Who are you?"

The deputy hall master of the culvert hall said angrily. How can you stand with the great Hua Rongxiang adult, extremely rude. If it weren't for Hua Rong wanting to do it again, the deputy hall master would have already stepped forward and stabbed him abruptly.

"Sooner or later, the prince of this prince, Gil Pandolagon, will be crowned King of Gilao. The young prince on the left said casually. He has great ambitions and holds the "Hundred Roots and Elders Traveling in the Mountains and Waters".

"Deputy Pavilion Master, I haven't seen you for many days, don't you know Qinggu. ”

The middle-aged Ji Lao said with a smile. He is a member of the Shengjing Qing family, Qinggu. It is also a big base old one.

"Ah, it's Lord Kiyoya, and His Royal Highness Prince Gil, who is in the limelight. The deputy hall master said. Cold sweat broke out on his head, but he didn't dare to take out a handkerchief to wipe it.

"Your Excellency, don't you mind if I bring two friends? Hua Rong thought suddenly.

"Extremely welcome. It is an honor for distinguished guests to visit, and the culvert hall is full of brilliance. Pavilion owner Han Daoxin said with a smile.

Daji Lao Qinggu has a special identity, and even in the old world, he is a character that cannot be provoked. The Black Prince Gil Pandoragon is a rising star in the base world with an unpredictable future. Several deputy hall owners of the culvert hall did not dare to slack off, and even, in their eyes, the black prince and Qinggu were more important than Hua Rongxiang, and the characters living in the legend were high and unattainable after all. The living and promising Ji Lao is the object of the deputy owners.

Qing Gu smiled and hurriedly swept the elders present, including his acquaintances, strangers, and enemies. "Interesting. Qingya said softly. He went beyond the box and introduced Zhongji to the Black Prince. "Your Highness Gil, you must get acquainted with this long-eyebrowed and red-faced son, he is a supernova in the old world, his strength is not weaker than yours, he is good-looking and chic, and there are many suitors. Chi Lianji, come and meet His Royal Highness Prince Gil. ”

Kiyoya was the first to introduce the old "Red Drill Root" of Daji.

Chi Lianji's long eyebrows twitched, and his eyes were like fire. As soon as he opened his mouth, a fiery breath erupted and poured towards Prince Ji. "Your Highness the Black Prince, I've heard of you. A month ago, the top of the mountain was broken. You fought alone against the seven major elders, and you retired successfully, and broke the game of the seven bases, which was a beautiful talk for a while. The hero is a teenager and a character. ”

The young old prince Ji also said: "Chilian Kioba, this prince has admired your name for a long time. At the foot of Chimei Mountain, there are nineteen city fortresses, and women give birth to children, most of whom are old people. Since I was a child, I like gao base, and the base style is strong. And you single-handedly, alone through the nineteen plugs, spears like dragons, stirring thousands of miles of wind and clouds, the flowers of Zhongji somewhere are disabled, thanks to the credit of Chilian Kioba. This battle became famous, and Oba led the wind for a while!"

Chi Lianji brushed his long eyebrows with his fingers, and laughed: "It's all in the past." It's not worth a damn. Your Royal Highness the Black Prince, you friend, I'm done!"

The old prince Ji also smiled and said: "Youji is from afar, and he is not also Gao Jihu!"

With that, the two clapped their hands and laughed. The base is everywhere, and the flowers are blooming all over the ground.

And the owner of the culvert hall has already left with Hua Rongxiang, and the elders of the group have also left with the hall owner and Hua Rongxiang. The remaining three deputy hall masters and five deacons accompanied Kiyoya, Prince Ki, Chi Lian Ji and others.

"Weird. Why didn't Qinggu and Prince Ji leave with Huarong? Han Daoxin thought strangely.

Not long after Hua Rongxiang and the pavilion owner left, a black-faced and blue-eyed old man floated in, he was three feet long, with a high crown in ochre clothes, and his big sleeves waved, the black wind was howling, the mountains and forests were silent, and before he got to him, he had heard his laughter. The laughter is bold and straightforward, which makes people feel good.

Qing Gu pointed at the black-faced Ji Lao and chuckled, "His Royal Highness Prince Gil, this is also a supernova in the base realm, the Thirteen Lang of the Night. ”

Chi Lianji also smiled: "Thirteen Lang of the Night, what kind of wind has brought you here." ”

Right arm raised. Smack, Chi Lianji and Dark Night Thirteen Lang palmed each other. The relationship between the two is very good, and they are better than brothers.

Listening to the night thirteen Lang said: "Two friends, you are here, how can I not come." It's been a long time since everyone got together, and happily gao the base. This is His Royal Highness the Black Prince, hum, sure enough, Xiaobai/face is one. It's unpleasant. ”

Daji Lao Heiye Thirteen Lang, because of his dark face, is the most disgusted with white-faced men. Unless they have a common language and can go together to gao ji, otherwise, all white-faced men will be killed by him.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense, the young old prince Ji and the long-famous Thirteen Lang of the Night, the two looked at each other, their eyes lit fire, and the battle was about to break out.

Chi Lianji and Qing Gu looked at each other, not to be good people, to let the black prince and the night thirteen Lang tear each other, only if they have torn and compared, hurt, and hated, they will love each other......

Suddenly, the Thirteen Langs of the Night slapped his big palm and slammed into the Xiong Department of Prince Ji. "Little white/face, let me see if your Mimi head is white. Night Thirteen sneered.

The black prince played "Hundred Old Men Touring the Mountains and Waters". In an uproar, the tide of light exploded, and in an instant, an old man came out with a sword, stepped on the Xuanguang, his body flashed, and the sword had slashed towards the face of the Thirteen Lang of the Night.

There are a lot of dead people in Baimeitu, and it is difficult to make up a hundred. But their eldest brother Ji Lao is still very strong, and he is loyal on the surface. Just now, it was the boss in Baimei Tu who swung his sword and slashed at the Thirteen Lang of the Night.

"Good sword, good old man. ”

Night Thirteen praised. He quickly withdrew his right palm, palms protecting his face, and the back of his hand blocking the sword. The snort suddenly sounded, and the light burst out, scattering in dots.

"Your sword is fast. "The right arm of the Thirteenth Lang of the Night waved, and the evil wind suddenly rose, flying sand and stones. And the eldest brother Ji Lao has been waved away by the Thirteen Lang of the Night. He shook his long sword and went back to "Hundred Elders Traveling in the Mountains and Waters".

It's just a formality, he doesn't want to compare himself with the Thirteen Langs of the Night, but he wants to make a show in front of the Black Prince.

The black prince's figure rose suddenly, his five fingers knocked on the scroll, suddenly, his fingers trembled, the scroll slowly unfolded, and the black light was magnificent. The Ji Lao in "One Hundred Ji Lao Touring the Mountains and Waters" all appeared, brushing and brushing, and hundreds of sharp eyes pierced the Thirteen Lang of the night.

"Huh. The Thirteen Lang of the Night said disapprerovingly. The two fingers of his left hand were raised, and with a touch in front of his eyes, the black glow was blazing, protecting his eyes and blocking the sight of hundreds of Dao Ji Lao.

"Black Prince, although you have black letters in your name, you have a very white little face. I'm at odds with you. "The name of the Thirteen Langs of the Night also has black letters in it.

With a wave of his big hand, the vicious wind rolled up and swept towards the young old prince. The earthy smell is pervasive, confusing the old prince's sense of smell. "What does this smell like?" said the Black Prince. He immediately stopped snorting, but there was still a trace of strange fragrance that penetrated his nose and spread.

"Is it strong, the base grass I refined incense. Night Thirteen laughed. "I killed thirteen base elders in a row, purified their base oil, burned them with Samadhi true fire, supplemented by seventy-five precious herbs, and it took three months to finally refine them into base grass incense. ”

Wobbly, the Black Prince looked like he was drunk, and his body was out of his control. The Thirteenth Lang of the Dark Night said happily: "Pour also, pour also." Before he could finish laughing, the Black Prince smiled strangely at him, "Thirteen Lang, what are you proud of?" Do you think that thirteen base oils of the old man will be able to bring me down?"

The body is straight, straight as a javelin. The black prince stared in all directions, his snort sounded like thunder, and the silk of grass incense he had inhaled earlier poured out, rushing back towards the Thirteen Langs of the Night.

"Why not taste it yourself. The Black Prince said. He grabbed the edge of the scroll, threw it forward, snorted, the black light swayed, surrounded by the silk of grass incense, and slapped it at the night thirteen.

"A small amount is not a gentleman, and if you are not crazy, you are not a demon. ”

Night Thirteen sneered. With a throw, brush, a clean jade bottle swirled out, the cork detached, the base grass incense in the jade bottle was like an arrow off the string, snorting, bursting out, thousands of incense splitting the surface blasted, the fragrance of the old man instantly grabbed the soul of the black prince, making it difficult for him to hold on.

Faltering, the Black Prince hurriedly gathered his mind. The left hand swiped and sneered, and a golden aura swirled out, with a diameter of more than ten meters.

"I'm going to give you a ring. The Black Prince said secretly. "Not only that, but I'm going to ring your rolling pin as well. ”

The black prince's left arm rolled up, and the waves of qi exploded, and the golden rings unscrewed one after another, breaking through the thousands of incense sticks, shattering them, and turning them into residual smoke and dissipating.

"The two friends are really good Yaxing. ”

Chi Lianji said to Qinggu with a smile.

Kiyoya hides his face with long sleeves, and it is difficult to look directly at the black prince and the dark night thirteen in the tearing ratio. "It's all supernovas, why don't you be in the same room and have a good time. ”

"It's hard, it's hard!"

"Impossible!"

The Thirteen Hours of the Night and the Black Prince refused at the same time. Afterwards, they sneered and disagreed with each other.

"How can my body, my heart, and my soul be trapped by the golden ring you have released. Night Thirteen said disdainfully. "The night gave the eyes to find beauty, but I used them to find Ji Lao. The eyes of the Thirteen Lang of the Night widened, and lightning burst out, sweeping through the whole body of the old prince Ji.

"This is the art of seeking/treachery. Night Thirteen said again.

But all those who are in the middle of the operation, the whole body is like being stabbed, it is extremely uncomfortable, and it is as willing as food. The two extreme feelings merge into one, and the end is weird.

The Thirteen Langs of the Night were extremely confident in his technique, but the old prince of the middle art seemed to be nothing abnormal, and the pestle was in place, not moving. Unlike Ji Lao, who was in the middle of the previous technique, he ran wildly and didn't wear clothes......

Chi Lianji and Qinggu are also very strange, oops, why didn't the black prince run!

The three Ji Lao Qi brushed and looked at the black prince, but the black prince felt uncomfortable, why did everyone look at me with expectant eyes, do I need to respond to them?

Yes.

The young Ki Lao came to his senses. At the same time, it is dirty.

"Minna, Minna is so expectant of my performance, I won't let you down. ”

Ji Lao should be honest with each other, ah

Bang, bang, bang. The black prince blew off his shirt himself, and used the unfolded "Hundred Roots to Wander in the Mountains and Waters" to cover the key parts so as not to be overexposed.

"What a special little white/face!" Dark Night Thirteen said bluntly.

"I love that my new friends don't dress if they don't agree with each other. Chi Lian Ji said happily.

“...... It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Jushiro's spells, it's Prince Gil's own clothes that exploded. Daji Lao Qinggu thought.

"Minna, Minna is satisfied. ”

His Royal Highness the Black Prince walked around the three Daji several times to show them his pride. It's all Ji Lao, what's so embarrassing.

Another place.

Hua Rongxiang and the owner of the culvert hall sat down as the guest of honor, and there were old people cooking fragrant tea, and there were old people singing and dancing. But the old people here are not singing and dancing, fragrant tea, but thinking about flowers. Zhongji wants to know what the purpose of the legendary Ji Lao came to the Culvert Pavilion.

At the suggestion of the hall owner, a deputy hall owner said: "Lord Hua Rongxiang, which little fresh meat base old man do you have a crush on, I will ask him to pack him and send him to your room." ”

Hua Rong thought, "It's just you." ”

Deputy Pavilion Master: "-" (To be continued.) )