The spear was like a rainbow, flying towards the northwest sky.
Cheng Shu's body also flew up like a shadow and rushed towards the spear.
His eyes were full of excitement and excitement that could not be concealed. He had been waiting for this day for more than a thousand years. A thousand years.
For the past thousand years, he has not hesitated to pretend to be Cheng Shu, pretending to be honest every day against his will.
Over the past thousand years, he has been thinking hard and working hard.
…
Now, the Overlord Gun finally belongs to him!
Stretching out his right hand and grabbing the spear, Cheng Shu's lips and fingers were trembling.
As long as he gets the Overlord Gun, he will no longer have to live under this mask.
As long as he gets the Overlord Spear, he will no longer be afraid of anyone in the world.
"With a gun in my hand, I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"
With a wild laugh, Cheng Shu suddenly closed his fingers to hold the handle of the gun. As he closed his fingers, the distance between the gun and his fingers quickly narrowed. He had even seen the fluctuations of profound energy coming from the gun body, and he was about to grasp the handle of the gun when he saw it.
Touched the barrel of the spear.
mutation, sudden change.
The spear that was about to be in hand suddenly jerked forward.
Cheng Shu felt a chill in his palms. He clenched his fingers, but only caught a hint of emptiness.
He raised his face in surprise, only to see a black and white guy with a round body and stubby legs appearing just two steps in front of him.
The Overlord Spear was in the guy's right paw. At this moment, the guy was grinning, sticking out his tongue and making faces.
"Even if you want to get the Overlord Gun, you won't be able to wait for another 10,000 years!" Bao Bao unceremoniously used his poisonous tongue.
After a moment of shock, Cheng Shu suddenly woke up and raised his hand to grab the foreign object in front of him.
Seeing that his fingers were about to get close to the other person's hair, a golden light suddenly flashed before his eyes. He tightened his grip, but only caught a few black hairs.
"Mo Li!"
Cheng Shu clasped his fingers, whistled low, and turned to look at the night sky diagonally ahead. Although he couldn't see where Mo Li was hiding, he felt her breath.
He stepped forward to catch up.
In mid-air, brilliance flashed, and two figures appeared in front of him at the same time.
The woman on the left is about thirty years old, wearing a sky-like light blue dress.
The old man on the right has silver beard and eyebrows, a face as rosy as a young man, and an indescribable celestial spirit.
These two people are none other than Cheng Yingying, the master of Paradise Valley, and Xu Chunian, the master of Xiaoyao Mountain.
Cheng Shu raised his eyebrows, "Why did you two come to my Jiutian Academy?!"
He tried hard to keep his tone calm, but with the Overlord Gun in his mind, how could he calm down, so his tone naturally showed urgency.
"It seems that the dean does not welcome us?!" Cheng Yingying crossed her arms and smiled with a narrow smile.
"How could that happen?" Cheng Shu became increasingly anxious, "You two, go to the courtyard and wait for me. I'll be right back!"
With that said, he was leaving.
Xu Chunian stepped forward and blocked his way, "It's late at night, and the dean is in such a hurry, where are he going?!"
Cheng Yingying took over the conversation with a smile, "Is there some secret that I can't share with our two friends?!"
These two people obviously meant what they said, and they were not doing good deeds.
Thinking that Mo Li would be able to escape soon, it would be extremely difficult to find her again. How could Cheng Shu be in the mood to talk nonsense with them? His face turned cold, "This matter is related to the safety of the college, forgive Cheng."
I can’t talk about this in detail, you two, get out of the way!”