Chapter 2 The head of the four spirits, the Lord of the Palace of the Moon
When Lord Lianxing spoke, his tone was very plain, as if he was not talking about her own life and death.
Long Fanjiang chuckled and said, "No, I want to thank the palace master for helping me kill them."
"Why" This time, Jiang Feng's wife Hua Yuenu. Hua Yuenu looked at Si Chenjun and Hei Mike's body and asked in confusion.
This series of accidents made Jiang Feng and Hua Yuenu even know what their husband and wife are in the eyes of others. Neither Long Fanjiang nor Lianxing Palace Master had seen them at all. Obviously, in the eyes of these people, their lives may not be heavier than those of the two ants.
"Because there are two people who have lost money" is so lively, ethereal and unpredictable. The voice is so cold, ruthless, trembling, but it is so soft, delicate and beautiful, and soul-stirring.
No one in the world can forget this voice after hearing it.
The sky of the earth seemed to become full of murderous intent and chill because of this faint sentence. The sky was full of sunset, and it seemed that the color was lost because of this sentence.
Jiang Feng's body trembled like autumn leaves.
The face of the Lord Lianxing Palace was immediately pale and no longer had any blood.
A figure in white has come to them from the setting sun.
She didn't know where she came from or how she came from.
Her clothes were fluttering, like riding on the wind, her white clothes were as snow as snow, her long hair was like clouds, and her graceful appearance was like a fairy, but no one could describe her appearance, just because no one in the world dared to look up at her again.
She seemed to be born with a kind of intimidating magic, irresistible magic. She seemed to be exiled forever, and it was impossible to look up at the Lord of Lianxing's head. She bit her cherry lips and said, "Sister, you are here too."
Long Fanjiang was an exception. He looked directly at Princess Yao Yue's peerless face that no one could describe. He still nodded faintly and said, "I have met the Lord of Yao Yue Palace."
"Dragons Flipping the River" invites the moon palace master to leisurely say, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Long Fanjiang said: "Why should I leave?"
"Because you know what you shouldn't know," said the Lord of the Moon Palace.
Long Fanjiang said: "I don't think there is anything in this world that I shouldn't know at least. In this world, everything I want to know is. Because I am the tall nine-day dragon and the beautiful rivers and mountains, and I must respect my existence."
In the words, Long Fanjiang carried an indescribable arrogance and majesty, as if he was a lofty king, looking down at his subjects.
"Crazy" Lord of the Palace of Yaoyue sneered disdainfully.
Long Fanjiang said: "Just now, the Lord of the Palace of Yingyue said that after Si Chenjun and Hei Mianke died, they were two people who lost money. This sentence was half right and half wrong."
"What's wrong?" asked the Lord of Lianxing Palace.
Long Fanjiang said: "The wrong thing is that if they die, they are not missing two people who share the money with me, because in my eyes, the Si Chenjun brothers and the Black Face Guest have been dead since the day when the twelve stars were established, and there is naturally no saying that there is no difference between the money."
"What do you mean?" said the Lord of the Moon Palace.
Long Fanjiang said: "What I mean is very simple, that is. From beginning to end, in my eyes, the so-called twelve astrology are just tools for making money in my hands. Except for Wei Wuya who escaped, everyone else is dead or is about to die."
As he spoke, Long Fanjiang threw out a huge package.
The package fell to the ground and immediately rolled down dozens of heads. The heads were full of death and despair. The eyes of the boss were filled with questions and resentment, as if they were asking the person who killed them, why they wanted to kill them.
"Ma Jun stepped on the snow. Tiger Junshan Jun, Snake Jun Biling, and Rabbit Jun Medicine Master." The two palace masters Yao Yue Lianxing looked at the heads of the people who died with their eyes closed. They pointed out the names of these people in surprise.
These heads belong to the twelve astrological signs. When they were alive, they were all figures all over the world. However, now that they are dead, only one head that has begun to emit a stinky smell is left.
"You killed them," said the Lord of the Palace of Yaoyue.
Long Fanjiang said: "That's of course. When the tools have lost their value and have known too much, the only way to die is to wait for the tools, right?"
"They are all your brothers, and you actually killed them all." Hua Yuenu asked as he looked at the heads.
Long Fengjiang didn't even look at Hua Yuenu and said, "Where did the friendship between the robbers come from? In my eyes, including Wei Wuya, the other eleven stars have always been just a chess piece in my hand."
The Lord of the Palace of Yaoyue said: "Since the chess piece has lost its value in your eyes, is it time for you to go from behind the scenes to the front stage?"
Long Fanjiang said: "Yes, as long as the last three people are dealt with, I will never have to live with this mask all day. At that time, I can walk from behind the scenes to the front stage with dignified attitude."
"Isn't there only one of three?" said the Lord of Lianxing Palace.
Long Fanjiang said: "No, there are indeed three, because besides Wei Wuya, there is also a monkey and a dog who are still alive."
The Lord of the Palace of Yingyue said, "I don't think they can escape from your hands."
Some experts can know each other's strength without fighting.
From the moment Lord Yaoyue appeared, she had been observing Long Fanjiang's flaws, wanting to find a chance to kill with one blow. However, she could not find even a slight flaw on Long Fanjiang. He showed an extremely terrifying sword energy, just as if he was not alone, but a sword, an invincible and decisive magical sword that made a decision.
Therefore, even the Lord of the Palace of Yaoyue had to admit that Long Fanjiang's martial arts were not inferior to him, so it would be a puzzling thing that the Welcoming God and the Deep Fruit God were still alive.
Long Fanjiang said: "They two went to rob the escort, to rob the chief of the three major escort agencies of Weiyuan, Zhenda and Ningyuan. People in the martial arts world said that they were flying flowers all over the sky, and Shen Qinghong, who fell silently, went to the ground with a red goods."
The Lord of Lianxing Palace said: "Shen Qinghong, you are scruples about him."
Long Fanjiang said: "Of course not. Shen Qinghong is just a dart. He is not in my eyes yet. What I really care about is another person and another person who wants to meet Shen Qinghong."
The Lord of the Moon Palace said: "Who is it?"
Long Fengjiang said word by word: "The world's number one magical sword Yan Nantian"
When Yan Nantian heard this name, Jiang Feng and his wife looked ecstatic, and the face of the Lord of the Palace of Yao Yue Lianxing also became a little solemn.
Yan Nantian, a great hero who is worthy of heaven and inferior to others, has never done anything shameful in his life. In this way, he has never seen the ancients before and the comers behind. Even if the person who hates him wants to scold him, he doesn't know how to scold him. He is kind-hearted and loyal, but he is strong and stubborn, but he is the most masculine man in the world.
Although Yan Nantian has a handsome facial features, he has a peerless style that no one can learn from. People in the world are known as the world's number one magical sword. There is no sword in the palm of Yan Shen's sword, and it is better than a sword. No matter what kind of iron is in his hand, it has become a sharp weapon that cuts iron like mud. Yan Nantian not only has strong martial arts skills, but also a peerless hero with a heroic spirit and a righteous righteousness. When Yan Dahe is in the world, he will do several great things that everyone praises every two months, which makes people admire him.
His cheekbones had thick eyebrows like ink, his eyes were as narrow as a lazy tiger, and his eyes were like lightning; his eight-foot-foot long body grew up, his shoulders were wide, his hands were hanging down his knees, and his majestic figure was full of flesh. He had a natural divine body, his body was as powerful as a god, and his murderous aura could make people's hair stand up and his soul left his body; his voice was like a bell that could resound throughout the mountains, and a sound could make the thieves scared. To be continued.
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