The black Mercedes-Benz S500 sedan, whose logo is a silver three-pointed star, slowly drives through the busiest streets in the CBD district like a flock of spreading geese. Pedestrians shopping for groceries on the road occasionally cast interested glances.
In a car in the middle of the group, Li Yongyuan was dressed simply in a suit. Tae Ah put his sword in its scabbard and put it neatly into his baseball bag. He placed his right hand lightly on the edge of the car window and closed his eyes to rest.
Zhao Xi sat next to him, holding a large snack bag in his hand, stuffed full of potato chips and shrimp crackers.
The driver is a young man with dreadlocks, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tough look, and a slight green stubble on his chin, but he does not look decadent and rough, but has more of a masculine look.
Judging from the way he talks, it is obvious that he is a talkative person.
The man in the co-pilot wears rimless glasses wrapped with gold wire. He has a fair complexion, a white shirt and black trousers, and a slim figure. He has the potential to play the role of a gentle scum. Of course, he also has a vicious tongue, and he will stab the young man next to him every time.
sentence, which left him speechless.
They are the two deputies of the orthodox true king Li Longyuan, Zhou Chen and Si Yao.
"Sir, is there anyone in Kassel Academy who can fight? The heir to the Gattuso family I saw last time doesn't seem to be very strong."
Zhou Chen turned the steering wheel with one hand, and did not forget to look back at the young man who had his eyes closed to meditate, and asked in a low voice with curiosity, not daring to disturb him.
"Humph~ Now knowing how to spank is of no use. The reason for coming out to get around is because of his background and power. Caesar Gattuso is also from a famous European mixed-race family. Why don't you tell the young master? As for you? Let's forget it."
Si Yao calmly pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, showing an expression that made Zhou Gu want to strangle him to death.
"What the hell, what the hell..."
Zhao Xi once again tore open a pack of cucumber-flavored potato chips and poured it into his mouth three times. His little face twitched as he chewed, like a hamster holding nuts.
Li Yongyuan still closed his eyes, and his fingers on the side of the ship moved gently.
"By the way, sir, I heard that you were injured while performing a mission in Kassel."
Zhou Chen changed the topic and looked around Li Longyuan's body, looking at his intact appearance, seemingly trying to find some possible hidden dangers.
"Well, come back this time and help me find information on the creature named 'Red King'."
The young man snorted lightly, but did not deny it. The bloody figure like a prison vibrated its domineering wings under the moonlight, with sporadic flames splashing around, and the golden pupils like xenon lamps gave people a sense of oppression that was no less than
Pure blood dragon king.
He was a rare and powerful opponent in his life, which put a lot of pressure on him.
"Of course, there are countless orthodox ancient books and the information contained therein is immeasurable. We can always find out the roots of this guy."
Si Yao nodded in agreement. A person with a mysterious background who can be considered difficult by the young master must be taken seriously.
"But during the time you were away, the wild hybrids in our area were really peaceful. Even if they wanted to find something to do for themselves, they couldn't. Their hands have been raw recently."
Zhou Chen skillfully dug out cigarettes and lighters from the storage box under the dashboard. Just when he was about to pass them to Li Longyuan to light one for himself, he happened to look into the young man's open eyes, Mo Tong
It's as clear as a pond, as if you can't see the edge.
"Don't teach children bad things, and don't let them smoke secondhand smoke."
He glanced at the girl next to him who was still eating potato chips, and casually pushed away the man's rather strong arms.
Zhou Chen smiled and nodded in agreement, took off the unlit cigarette from his mouth, looked at the cute Lolita, and thought to himself, damn, I forgot about this aunt.
The Zhao Xi in his impression didn't look like this. He was a fierce man dressed in black with a cold face and carrying a bloody spear on his shoulder. How could he look like a good boy who was eating and sleeping now, and eating when he was sleeping?
This has completely degenerated from a wild jackal into a domesticated Shiba Inu.
Zhou Chen couldn't help but cover his face.
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Early the next morning, the orthodox Linde Hall was built with golden glazed tiles as the roof and vermilion round sleepers as the pillars. The roof ridges were as high as flying bridges connected to each other, standing on the misty clouds. There were three halls and four rooms, a hundred feet wide, and an archery target range.
Extremely open.
The golden-faced conch lion head in the center has eyes wide open, holding a ring in its mouth and embedded in front of the vermilion palace door. The red sun hangs high in front of the palace, and the vast and majestic atmosphere is like a heavenly palace, which has not changed since ancient times.
It wasn't until the pair of huge vermilion doors opened with a creak that the long-lasting peace here was broken.
The visitor is wearing a green robe, with looming white cloud patterns visible at the corners of the robe. It is extremely gorgeous and hand-sewn, and every stitch is meticulous.
The young man's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were also high-spirited and dazzling. He was moving slowly and leisurely, with a free and elegant attitude. The ancient sword with a horizontal sheath in his hand was enough to indicate his identity.
Opposite him, from the row of halls and drums in the martial arts arena, a tall figure with white armor and silver spears suddenly walked out, standing like a ridge, looking at him from a distance a hundred meters apart, the golden eyes were on fire, and the flames were raging.
, like a prairie fire.
Zhou Gu had not dressed so formally for a long time. When his face like a simple middle peasant was hidden under the solid thickness of the armor, his whole body temperament also underwent a completely different change. In ancient times, he could be called a famous general galloping on the battlefield.
He was holding a silver gun instead. The body of the gun was plain white. The tip of the gun only showed a little cold light under the sunlight, but it was as bright as the sun and piercing the heart and soul. The red tassel swayed in the wind, as red as blood.
The name of the gun is Mei Huaxue, not without reason.
The two looked at each other from a distance, but no one spoke.
After stopping for a cup of tea, Zhou Gu, with his white armor and silver spear, rushed towards him, dragging plum blossoms and snow, and even the air trembled and roared.
There was no horse under the general, but his speed was terrifying. He almost jumped in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Gu held the gun body with both hands and rounded his arms. The silver gun he originally held upside down drew a large arc with a very wide killing range. The cold light flashed away and the tip of the gun went straight to the throat.
The spear is as powerful as a dragon, never moving forward. It is the embodiment of the simplicity of the art of spear.
The dazzling cold light reflected on the young man's stern brows, and he could even clearly see his green-robed figure thrown out from the tip of the gun, the gun moving as fast as thunder.
The only thing I can do now is draw my sword.
There was a clang of gold, a horizontal sword slash, and a blow that lifted the door straight out of the face. The cold light turned into a sharp blade as if it were real.
Li Longyuan's counterattack was obviously what Zhou Gu had expected. He just twisted his waist to stabilize the gun body that was moving wildly. The gun that originally opened and closed like a roaring dragon turned into a swarm of weapons as the tip of the gun shook.
The snake thrust out its fangs like a storm.
The young man was forced to retreat while fighting. The spears and swords continued to clash with each other at an extremely violent frequency, without any reservation, and the cold light shot out.
It was not that Li Longyuan had never thought about using the Dragon Head Zhan Golden Spear and spear skills that he had used in the Paradise Pavilion to deal with it. But he knew that the winning rate of this move was extremely low.
Because all his knowledge of spear skills was attributed to Zhou Gu, if he has perfected his spear skills, then Zhou Gu has reached the state of enlightenment.
Nowadays, the back wave is in the ascendant, but the front wave is at its peak. It would be premature to talk about the blue wave being better than the blue wave.
Therefore, when he uses the sword, he wants to use the sword of majesty as his courage and forge his soul.