Chapter Seventy-Two: The Past Is Done for the Time Being

It turned out that Lu Bei coughed, Yanzhi only felt that the voice was very familiar, and when he looked at it, he saw Lu Beizheng sitting in a corner with a calm expression, holding a wine cup, looking at himself with a smile. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Zhi hurriedly tugged at the sleeves of Sanjing Longjun, and said in a low voice: "Longjun, it was that person who killed Shaojun. ”

Sanjing Longjun was furious at this time, but he didn't expect to have nowhere to find when he stepped on the iron shoes, so he searched for this guy everywhere, not wanting to find this murderer in the Dongting Dragon Palace.

The Three Jing Dragon Monarch's short beards exploded, the mana ran in his palm, and his body was like electricity, so he shot at Lu Bei.

The power of the dragon is coming.

"Brother Lu, be careful. Liu Yi noticed this shocking change, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed.

Lu Bei's expression was calm, the herring curtain behind him seemed to be blown up by the wind, the wine jug and cups on the table flew wildly, and the young man's head was like a waterfall and green silk was blown out of the bun, flying leisurely backwards, like a sword-like sharp eyebrows, the pale cheeks after drinking were already flushed, as bright as blood jade.

A pair of eyes as bright as stars narrowed slightly, and the cold light suddenly rose.

Facing the power of the dragon, before the attack came, the life and death crisis in his heart had skyrocketed.

The sword light lit up in an instant, and it was not resisted.

"Stop. ”

A cold drink resounded in the Duanming Hall like thunder.

The Three Jing Dragon Monarchs were in the air, their bodies were stunned, as if they were trapped by an invisible cage, and they turned around one by one, and landed steadily on the ground, looking ashamed and angry.

Lu Bei breathed a sigh of relief and clenched the Chixiao Sword.

Tick, tick...... , resounding in the Duanming Hall where the needle drop can be heard.

Beads of sweat dripping from the sideburns fell right into the wine cups placed on several cases.

Lu Bei's eyes were calm, his sword was in his chest, his left hand was steadily holding the wine cup, ignoring the cold sweat and wine, he raised his head and drank it all.

Yuan Zhang looked at this scene with awe-inspiring eyes, especially when he looked at the red light emitted by the Chixiao Sword, and sighed in his heart.

is worthy of being the Chixiao Sword Master, [plus he is not shocked suddenly, and he is not chaotic in life and death].

The heart is terrible and terrifying.

The cold wind hit, and Lu Bei's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Just when the life and death crisis was approaching, the body of this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was out of instinct, and he broke out in a cold sweat. But his heart was cold to life and death for many times in his previous life, but he was not afraid of life and death.

Although he said that he drew his sword to defend himself, he knew that he would definitely not be able to resist the blow of the Three Jing Dragon Monarch's anger.

Even...... You can't hide from it.

After all, he is just a mortal, how is he an opponent of a divine dragon.

Ordinary people in the world have a saying, the Son of Heaven is angry, millions of corpses are ambushed, thousands of miles of blood are shed, and the world is vegetarian.

The Son of Heaven is above tens of thousands of people, and it is not surprising that the Son of Heaven has this majesty.

This divine dragon, although it is not as beautiful as the Son of Heaven in the world, is like an abyss and a sea. However, the prosperity of its killing machine and the weight of its power are also the only ones seen in Lu Bei's life.

Fortunately, Dongting Longjun didn't make any more moves this time.

Dongting Dragon Monarch Yuan Zhang, a true immortal powerhouse, how could he allow someone to kill his guests in court.

Yuan Zhang's eyes were cold at this time, and he said angrily: "Sanjing, this matter must be explained to Benjun." ”

Sanjing Longjun stiffened his neck at this time and said, "Big brother, this person is the murderer who killed Shaojun." ”

Yuanzhang's eyes flickered, and he said coldly, "What's the matter?"

At this time, Yanzhi came out of the ranks, with a sad expression, and Pear Blossom said with rain: "Tell Long Jun, this person is Lu Bei who killed me and Yuan Shaojun." ”

Yuan Zhang frowned, and looked at Lu Bei.

Yuan Qingluo looked at Lu Bei curiously, his eyes rippling. Xindao, this person's swordsmanship is superb, I saw it last night, I don't want to ...... was able to kill Yuan Shaojun.

Lu Bei drank a glass of wine, his eyes were bright, and he coughed and said, "Long Jun Rongyu." ”

"This girl is childish, and her words are full of untruths. Lu Bei looked directly at Yuan Zhang and said word by word.

Liu Yi also looked panicked at this time, and said earnestly: "Brother Lu, you are an ancient man with a warm heart, and you have the style of an ancient chivalrous person, and you will not kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

Liu Yi tried his best to defend Lu Bei, and he was not surprised at all that Lu Bei could kill immortals with the body of a mortal.

Of course, Liu Yi subconsciously regarded the dead Yuan Shaojun as an immortal.

Sanjing Longjun said angrily at this time: "Nonsense, mere mortal, how can you have the qualifications to speak here." ”

Sanjing Longjun glared at Liu Yi angrily, looking indignant, and even wanted to make a move to teach Liu Yi a lesson.

"Enough. Yuan Zhang grimaced and scolded.

Sanjing Longjun snorted coldly, glared at Liu Yi coldly, and did not speak with a blue face.

Yuan Zhang turned his face to look at Lu Bei, and on his elegant face, he smiled faintly and said, "Lu Gongzi, you continue." ”

Lu Bei took a deep breath, and recounted how he made a feud with Jiang Sheng and the pheasant essence in Lishui County, and how Lu Pheasant and the chicken essence provoked Yuan Shaojun to intercept him on the river.

When Lu Bei recounted these experiences, his tone was unhurried, and his expression was calm. It's as if all this has nothing to do with me.

When Yuan Zhang heard this, his eyes turned, and he had a plan in his heart.

He said in a deep voice: "Sanjing, did you hear clearly?" ”

Sanjing Longjun's face was blue at this time, to be honest, he didn't care at all, whether his heir was responsible in this matter.

Even if Lu Bei said the truth, if a mere mortal killed his heir, could he kill him in vain?

Of course, in front of Yuan Zhang, he would not forcibly defend himself, but just held his head high, said nothing with a cold face, and expressed his attitude.

Yanzhi was anxious at this time, and pointed to Lu Beidao: "Long Jun, he reverses black and white, and he is talking nonsense." ”

"Hmph. ”

Another cold snort, even more powerful. Childish blood spurted out and flew out. The charming peach blossom eyes were extremely humiliated.

"Something like an ant, there's no place for you to speak here. ”

Yuan Zhang's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look at Yan Zhizhi, who hid a trace of resentment in his eyes at this time.

Thinking that he is a true immortal, isn't it enough to tell who is deceiving?

This woman doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and she stirs up right and wrong. I dare to question myself like this, I don't know what is alive or dead.

Yuan Qingluo glanced at Yanzhi playfully, and said in his heart, he was a smart little goblin.

At this time, Yuan Zhang muttered: "Sanjing, your son of evil does not cultivate virtue, is instigated by others, and loses the face of my dragon clan, which can be described as innocent of death. But if you think that he is a member of my Yuan family's descendants, then this monarch is in charge, let Lu Bei return this dragon bone to you, and then give you a toast and a toast to make amends. That's it, see what's going on. ”

After Dongting Longjun said this, his eyes looked at Sanjing Longjun with awe.

When Sanjing Longjun heard this, grievance and anger intertwined in his chest, forcibly suppressing the anger that rushed to his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Stop this matter?"

Yuan Zhang said with a cold face: "What, you don't want to?"

An invisible coercion shrouded the Duanming Palace.

Like a prison, this is the double coercion from the superior and the bloodline.

Sanjing Longjun gritted his back molars, jumped a few times on his face, and squeezed out three words from his mouth: "I am willing." ”

Yuan Zhang's coercion came and went quickly, and he said quietly: "Master Lu, return the dragon bone to the Three Jing Dragon Monarch." ”

Lu Bei's eyes flickered, he reached into his arms, took out the semicircular white jade keel, and was about to hand it over.

At this time, Yuan Qingluo picked up a brocade handkerchief and rubbed the lychee fruit juice flowing between his fingers like a jade onion.

Fang Hao walked over from Yuan Zhang's side in a hurry, came to Lu Bei with a wave of eyes, stretched out his soft little hand to take the keel, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are quite familiar with current affairs." ”

Seeing that Lu Bei's face was dark, Yuan Qingluo was in a good mood, turned around and took a brisk step, and returned the keel to Sanjing Longjun.

Sanjing Longjun took the keel and snorted coldly.

Lu Bei raised a wine cup, took the jade pots on several cases, and poured a glass of wine full.

He raised the wine cup with both hands, put it on his chest, and said indifferently: "This Dragon Monarch, for Ling Lang's death...... Lu is very sorry. ”

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it all.

With a snort, Yuan Qingluo couldn't help laughing, felt out of shape, and hurriedly stuck out his tongue and covered his mouth.

Lu Bei coughed a few times, and his cheeks flashed a strange red.

This wine is a bit spicy to the throat.

Lu Bei said coldly in his heart.

Sanjing Longjun snorted coldly, and didn't even look at Lu Bei.

Yuan Zhang saw that Lu Bei saluted the wine of reparation according to his words, and bowed his head slightly. The heart said, this son knows how to advance and retreat, and it is not in vain that the monarch will protect him.

"Okay, this matter is over, and the two sides must not be entangled in the future. Sanjing, this gentleman will not keep you anymore, the water pulse of the Jingjiang River has changed recently, you have to pay more attention and don't neglect your duties. Otherwise, the heavenly court will ask for the guilt, and you will have to go to the dragon platform. ”

Dongting Longjun admonished earnestly.

Sanjing Longjun was submissive, hugged his fists, and didn't say much, pulled up Yanzhi, who was injured on the ground, and walked straight out of the hall.

At the time of parting, he took a deep look at Lu Bei.