Chapter two hundred and eighty-fifth: one 21 money, how much difference
After the war, the world returned to silence.
Li Longqian walked to the edge of the pit with his wooden sword in hand, looked down at his masterpiece, and the yellow dragon's breath slowly faded from his body.
The yellow dragon's breath faded from his body, and Li Longqian's appearance became clearer and clearer. He was covered in blood, as if Li Longqian couldn't maintain his muscles and bones without resting for ten and a half days during this battle. Ling Shiqing's eyes widened.
She didn't expect that Li Longqian was so seriously injured, with almost no skin left on his body.
It is complete. There must be a shocking scar three fingers away. The clothes on his body are also in tatters. Moreover, this is just a external injury. When it comes to internal injuries, Li Longqian is probably the only one who knows it. If it weren't for the yellow dragon in his body,
Holding his breath, Li Longqian probably fell to the ground long ago.
Although he was seriously injured, Li Longqian still had that vague smile on his face, as if these injuries were no big deal to him. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, lowered his head and shouted into the pit:
"Fang Xiaodao, if you don't come out, I won't have any swords or knives to make a tomb for you."
"Haha." Fang Xiaodao laughed loudly in the pit.
When Chen Shisan heard this laughter, he frowned slightly. Under such a powerful attack, Fang Xiaodao could still laugh. Was it because Li Longqian saved his hand, or was Fang Xiaodao's body stronger?
But after waiting for Fang Xiaodao to fly out of the deep pit, Chen Shisan gave up these two thoughts. Although Li Longqian looked embarrassed, at least he could see it, but Fang Xiaodao was covered in blood at this time.
The situation in the mud was beyond description, but Fang Xiaodao could still move. This was what surprised Chen Shisan the most.
Fang Xiaodao slowly walked up to Li Longqian, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
"If you don't hold back, I won't be able to withstand this sword." At this time, Fang Xiaodao was covered in blood and mud, and his appearance could no longer be seen clearly. Only his teeth were exposed, which were extremely white.
"It just so happens that Huanglong has died." Li Longqian replied calmly.
When Fang Xiaodao heard this, he looked up at Li Longqian and said in a low voice: "If you lose, you lose. Let's fight again if we have a chance in the future!"
"Yeah." Li Longqian nodded.
"Let's go, keep that man's life until I come and take it from him!" Fang Xiaodao picked up the bladeless knife and pointed at Chen Banliang and shouted.
Chen Banliang glanced at Fang Xiaodao with disdain and did not reply. Although Fang Xiaodao was seriously injured, he was so anxious that he punched himself twice, and he probably couldn't bear it.
"And you, your swordsmanship is good, but it's still worse than mine." Fang Xiaodao pointed at Chen Shisan and shouted.
Chen Shisan hummed indifferently.
"Haha, let's go."
Fang Xiaodao raised his head and laughed, took two steps forward, as if he felt that his laughter was not enough, stopped and laughed twice, and finally disappeared from people's sight.
Li Longqian watched Fang Xiaodao leave, and the blood from the corner of his mouth slowly flowed out as if it couldn't stop.
"Li Longqian!"
Ling Shiqing exclaimed and rushed to Li Longqian. Li Longqian took Ling Shiqing into his arms and whispered: "It's okay, it's okay."
Chen Shisan and Chen Banliang were very knowledgeable and did not move forward.
"Thirteen, there seem to be quite a lot of stars today!" Chen Banliang looked at the sky and said with a smile.
"Yeah, quite a lot." Chen Shisan nodded.
"This moon seems to be quite big!" Chen Banliang continued.
"Well, it's quite big." Chen Shisan nodded.
Chen Banliang glanced at Chen Shisan helplessly and did not continue to speak. It seemed that Shisan had always talked to him like this, and Chen Banliang would not care about anything.
"Are you okay?"
Ling Shiqing looked up at Li Longqian's scarred face and asked with a choked voice.
"It's okay, if something happened to me I would have collapsed a long time ago."
Li Long replied with a slight smile, his expression quite natural.
Ling Shiqing knew that Li Longqian was forcing a smile at this time, but she couldn't say anything. She just let Li Longqian hold her shoulders. As long as he didn't die, that would be fine.
Li Longqian's eyes were focused on the two dead trees. There was no tree within a hundred miles, but those two trees were independent. If there was nothing going on, Li Longqian wouldn't believe it.
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Although Luoyang City is a big city, at this time, the streets are empty, and the bright moonlight shines on the earth, illuminating the gloomy areas.
An old man in the house faced the empty window alone, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the moonlight outside, and said softly: "I lost in the end."
After saying this, the old man shook his head helplessly and said with a smile to himself: "But the loser is really convinced."
In the next room, a woman was already asleep. For some reason, she suddenly stood up as if she had a nightmare. After taking two deep breaths, she completely ignored the sweat on her pretty face and ran towards her with a pair of long, flawless legs.
She ran to the next room, her white gauze skirt fluttering in the wind.
The woman Zhan Susu ran to the old man's door, took two deep breaths, and then knocked hard on the door.
"Grandpa, grandpa." Zhan Susu called twice.
"Come in." The old man replied calmly.
When Zhan Susu heard this, she quickly opened the door and entered the room. After seeing the old man, she felt a little relieved and threw herself into the old man's arms.
Although the scars on the old man Zhan Lexin's face were oozing, he became a little kinder after seeing his granddaughter. He patted Zhan Susu's shoulder gently and asked with a smile: "Have you had another nightmare?"
"Yeah." Zhan Susu nodded vigorously.
"It's okay, it's okay. As long as grandpa is here, all the monsters and ghosts will not dare to approach you." It seems that every time Zhan Susu has a nightmare, the old man will say this. It was like this when he was a child, and it is still like this when he grows up.
Zhan Susu suddenly raised his head after hearing this.
"What's the matter? Didn't you dream about ghosts?" the old man asked next.
Zhan Susu nodded slightly.
"Then what did you dream about? My family is so frightened that Susu is so scared. Tell me about it quickly."
Zhan Susu's face turned red and he hesitated to speak.
"Are you embarrassed? Haha!" Zhan Lexin laughed loudly.
"I just dreamed that that bastard was fighting with others, and then he was killed by them without hitting them." Zhan Susu didn't want Zhan Lexin to misunderstand more, so she curled her lips and explained.
"Haha." Zhan Lexin seemed to smile even more happily after hearing this.
"Oh, if I had known that grandpa was teasing Susu like this, I wouldn't have said anything." At this time, Zhan Susu's expression had returned to normal.
"Don't laugh, don't laugh." Zhan Lexin waved his hand and whispered: "Don't worry, that kid won't die."
"I...I'm just worried that if he dies, who will I bully?" Zhan Susu explained forcefully.
"Those who can't die, those who can't die, their lives are worth a penny. It's a cheap life, but it's hard to die."
Zhan Susu looked up at the old man, somewhat unsure of what the old man meant.