Chapter 1127: Shot (Second Update)
In this way, there is an excuse that he is the Qiankun Spirit Sword that he picked up, not the Qiankun Spirit Sword that he grabbed.
The premise of this is that the Candle Yin Division has a very good reputation, and it pays attention to a proper name, and the teacher is famous, and it will not mess around.
If you change sects, no matter how you got the Qiankun Spirit Sword, as long as you dare to get your hands on the Qiankun Spirit Sword, it is a sin, and you have to clean it up.
They were still holding a fluke, feeling that the Qiankun Spirit Sword might not have the mark of Zhou Aoshuang.
Of course, if there is one, if you find the spirit sword that you can also say you picked up, it is not a forcible robbery.
Zhou Haokun also knew their wishful thinking, gritting his teeth just not escaping, it was his temperament and temper that gave birth to a breath that supported him from falling.
"I said Zhou Haokun, why bother. An old man with a masked face hissed, with a kind and friendly persuasion: "We don't kill you, we just grab the Qiankun Spirit Sword, there is no need to work so hard." β
"Hmph. Zhou Haokun sneered.
They know what they want.
I don't want to be a burden and let the master come to the rescue, and I have ambitions to join the Candle Yin Division!
If you can have a position in the Candle Yin Division, it will be of great help to the entire Taixuan Peak, and it will make Senior Sister Meng look at her differently.
If Master Zhou comes to the rescue once, the possibility of becoming a high-level member of the Candle Yin Division is reduced by one point, which is absolutely not allowed.
"You work hard, you can't change the final result. The old man stood aside and shook his head and sighed: "If it is really as you said, Zhou Aoshuang planted the mark, she will find it directly." β
Zhou Haokun is so good, Candle Yin Si will not give up, he is just grabbing the Qiankun Spirit Sword instead of giving his life.
It would be great if Zhou Haokun could hand over the Qiankun Spirit Sword, and when the time came, he would have something to say, saying that he would take the initiative to hand it over to himself and frame himself.
"Exactly, Lao Zhou, why bother!" Another middle-aged man's voice shook his head: "You...... , just too stubborn!"
"Zheng Siqi!" Zhou Haokun shouted in a lost voice.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Did you really hear me coming?"
"Zheng Siqi!?" Zhou Haokun was incredulous: "You ......"
When he was distracted, he almost got punched, and the seven people who besieged him staggered their fists and palms to avoid him.
This looks extremely strange.
"It's me. The middle-aged man nodded: "Old Zhou, give me the spirit sword, borrow me to play." β
"Fart!" Zhou Haokun gritted his teeth: "I'm really blind!"
"Haha......" Zheng Siqi smiled: "It's blind dog's eyes, right?"
"It's blind dog's eyes!" Zhou Haokun scolded himself.
I have always regarded Zheng Siqi as a friend and trusted him in every way, but he was betrayed, so I can only blame myself for my poor vision, and the dog's eyes are not wrong at all.
Zheng Siqi said: "Old Zhou, I don't want your spirit sword, I just borrow it." β
"Fuck your fart!" Zhou Haokun scolded.
"You can scold me, you are not allowed to scold my mother!" Zheng Siqi's eyes glared: "Otherwise, I will turn my face!"
"Turn your ass!" Zhou Haokun gritted his teeth: "Do you still have the face to turn your face?"
"If I hadn't been helping you, you'd have fallen a long time ago!"
"Let it go...... Without you, I would have cleaned them up a long time ago!"
"Haha......" Zheng Siqi laughed.
"Hehe......" everyone laughed too.
Zhou Haokun took the opportunity to talk and delay time to gain a respite for himself, the tiger couldn't stand the wolves, it was very troublesome.
It's not easy not to alarm Master Zhou to get out safely today.
"Lao Zhou, don't think about it, it's useless. Zheng Siqi laughed and said, "With so many people, can you really escape?"
"Do you really want the Qiankun Spirit Sword?"
"As long as you borrow the sword, it will be returned to you in ten days!"
"You said it earlier, why bother with them!"
"What's the use, can you borrow it?"
"Yes!"
"Hey!" Zheng Siqi let out a strange laugh, obviously disdainful.
He still doesn't know Zhou Haokun?
is very stingy, it is impossible to borrow this Qiankun Spirit Sword, and I must be afraid that I will not return it.
Zhou Haokun said coldly: "Originally, you could borrow, but in this way, you can't borrow it!"
"You're trying to make me regret it, aren't you?
"That's what I really think. β
"You can't think right now!"
"Ahem," an old man interrupted them and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Haokun, are you still not dead?"
"The sword is in the people, and no one is dead in the sword!" Zhou Haokun said coldly.
"It seems that we can only use a trick!" said the old man slowly.
The rest of the people were slightly cold.
I don't know what trick he is going to use, will he clean up with himself at the same time?
"Woo......" The old man let out a soft groan between his lips, like a flute throat, as if it was flowing endlessly between heaven and earth.
The hearts of the people were shocked.
Zhou Haokun's eyes suddenly brightened, and he shouted: "Duh!"
Everyone was shocked again, and suddenly sobered up.
But the "whine" sound continued, once again pulling them into a situation of loss and sadness, and they didn't want to move.
Zhou Haokun's eyes burned, but he was not affected.
This time, he didn't drink it again, turned and left.
The Great Grandmaster's Yuan Power was endless, and the recovery speed was amazing, and through speaking for a while, he had already accumulated some of it, and his body speed was extremely fast.
The old man's eyes flashed with cold lightning, and his body caught up faster, but he didn't make a move, but continued to roar.
Zhou Haokun turned his head and smiled proudly: "I have a spirit sword to protect my body and deter all evils, your trick is useless!"
But the old man did not believe in evil.
Zhou Haokun still moved forward, but when he shot more than ten miles, his spirit suddenly fell into a trance, and his body slowed down.
The old man smiled as he groaned.
Zhou Haokun's body became slower and slower, his face was ugly, and his eyes gradually became hazy as if he was drunk.
The roar continued, but the old man still didn't get close to Zhou Haokun, just waiting for Zhou Haokun to slowly stop, staggering and falling on the green grass beside a forest.
"Haha......" In the laughter, the old man shot to Zhou Haokun's side, and the detective was about to grab the Qiankun Spirit Sword.
"Snort!" A soft whistle sounded, and a white light flew out of the woods, and it instantly reached the old man's heart.
"Bang!" he flew upside down.
The old man passed out directly.
Zhou Haokun just fell but didn't fall unconscious, with an unbelievable look on his face, how could the Qiankun Spirit Sword fail to protect himself?
There was a trickle of clear water that drilled into his body and flowed into his mind, so why couldn't he stop this roar?
His eyes widened, and he raised his voice: "Where is the master to help, please see." β
"I will protect you on the orders of the master, and I will not show up. There was a clear voice in the woods.
Zhou Haokun knew that he was not very old when he heard it.
The power of this white light is amazing.
"That ......"
"There's going to be a scramble, so you're ready. A clear voice in the woods said, "Call the master at a critical time, don't be reckless." β
"Good. Zhou Haokun nodded slowly.
The clear voice was no longer heard.
Zhou Haokun turned his head and glanced back, frowned, and thought of Zheng Siqi, do you really want to borrow your spirit sword?
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In the melodious chant of "Welcome-New-Peopleββ!", Li Chengkong and his group of four sat on the high platform and saw the groom and bride walking into the martial arts training ground.
A group of people gathered around the groom and bride to climb the steps, with gongs and drums leading the way, and slowly came to the martial arts training ground in front of the main hall.
The martial arts training ground is about 200 meters in diameter, and it is decorated with joyful lights everywhere.
The general sat on the stage and smiled, like Miao Jiuchuan, like Maitreya Buddha.
In front of Miao Jiuchuan, there were more than two dozen chairs in two rows.
Li Chengkong and his entourage sat in the chair, watching the groom and bride ascend to the platform and come to Miao Jiuchuan.
Miao Jiuchuan looked at the two of them with a smile.