Showdown, I'm a train

Chapter 98 Chapter 93 Chapter 94
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"This……"

Hearing Su Qingqiu's bet, Yao Wenqing obviously hesitated.

He is not stupid, he is also a third-rank monk in the land gods and wonderland, and his mind is spinning very fast.

Since the real dragon in front of him dares to make such a bet, there are nine out of ten chances of winning.If he lost, wouldn't he really want the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng to end his remaining life?

He doesn't want to!

After finally getting out of Kyoto, which is like a big devil's den, how can I play myself in it before I have traveled all over the world?
but……

Is Zhenlong so sure that Wan Hualong, a great Confucian in the world, is a big devil with a hidden head?
Yao Wenqing recalled all kinds of rumors about Wan Hualong, as well as his own observations in the past few days, and hesitated for a while.

No matter how you look at it... this Wan Hualong doesn't look like a bad guy.

Maybe...the real dragon got it wrong?

But in any case, he didn't want to take the bet.

Yao Wenqing was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly, and said, "Fellow Daoist, can you change the method?"

"This... This gambling behavior is against the consistent purpose of my Taoism, so it's better not to do it."

Su Qingqiu narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The huge dragon claw was about to stick out, but was blocked by the young child.

"Hold me again and again. Maybe you think I don't want to kill you?"

The icy voice, accompanied by the blazing flames, rushed straight into the young child's body.However, the latter's body was unscathed in the flames, and it became even more radiant.

A bright metallic luster emerges from its body surface.

What a strange body.

Could it be... Lingjin?

Su Qingqiu frowned, he had noticed this child last time, he could transform into a sword, it was very strange.It's just that I didn't have the opportunity to observe seriously at that time, but I didn't expect such a strange life form.

Lingjin is equivalent to a kind of metal spirit, which belongs to the rare treasures of the world and only exists in myths and legends.

The most famous ones are the magical treasures that are found in myths and legends, which are found in both immortals and gods.

At this moment, the young boy looked at Su Qingqiu, and said seriously: "Taoism has no purpose of prohibiting gambling. The master used to visit brothels before. Tong Tong promised Master Zhenlong on behalf of the master."

Yao Wenqing: "..."

"The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie."

"A dignified third-rank cultivator is not as sensible as a child. If it weren't for her, I would send you into reincarnation today."

Boom!

A scarlet fire sword came in an instant, directly piercing through Yao Wenqing's chest.

The death penalty is acquitted, but the living sin cannot escape.

If you don't take this sword, you have to take it!
Yao Wenqing could have dodged originally, but as a cultivator in the Land of Immortals, it is impossible that he could not even dodge this move.

But he knew the character of the real dragon, this was his punishment after repeatedly refusing, so he must not hide.

The red fire sword pierced through the chest, and the blazing flames surrounded every inch of Yao Wenqing's skin. This old man is also capable, and he never frowned.

Su Qingqiu, who was tempered by the red fire every day, quite understood how painful it must be to be burned by the red fire.

It's also a man.

With a wave of his hand, the red fire disappeared.

Su Qingqiu said lightly: "This is not an example."

He didn't say a word in the second half, but everyone knew that if there was a next time, it would be the end of death.

Yao Wenqing remained expressionless, the wound on his chest pierced by the Scarlet Fire Sword healed quickly, and after a while, even the overflowing blood returned to his body.

This is the monks of the land gods and wonderland. Not only can they control the power of heaven and earth in a wide range, but they can also control themselves to a very deep level.

Ordinary injuries can no longer fundamentally harm them.

However, if Su Qingqiu turned the Scarlet Fire Sword into a sword composed of three flavors of real fire, that would be another matter.

The three-flavored real fire contains the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit. With Su Qingqiu's 3-year spiritual will, even a first-rank monk will have a headache if he is contaminated.

However, it is not necessary.

Yao Wenqing is a nice guy, Su Qingqiu is planning to trick him back to Yanglong Temple as a thug.

In the future, if the demon and the court make any small moves, he doesn't need to do it himself, close the door, let the dog go...

Pooh!
Let Wenqing shine!

After recovering from the injury, he cupped his hands at Su Qingqiu, and Yao Wenqing stood beside Su Qingqiu, looking at the City Lord's Mansion below.

But this old Taoist is a chatterbox, a moment of silence is okay, but it is unbearable to keep him silent for a long time.

No, not long after standing still, he couldn't help asking: "Fellow Daoist, I'm really curious. This Wanhualong poor Taoist has observed a lot recently, and he didn't find anything wrong."

"Not only that, this person is also loved by the local people. It is said that there are at least hundreds of thousands of dragon girls in Wanlong City who want to marry him. Even the goddesses in the three brothels are also very concerned about this. People love her a lot, and even let out the word that she will not marry unless she is a Wanhualong."

Tongtong: "...Why is the master so clear? Hey, why is the envious expression on the master's face? Master, you are drooling!!"

Yao Wenqing: "..."

Throwing shame at the door of Zhenlong's house!

This child is too old to take care of, and he can be beaten.

Ignoring Tongtong who was curious, Yao Wenqing turned a blind eye, listened but did not hear, and said seriously: "Although you should be sure that you have made a bet with Pindao. Pindao doesn't dare to doubt the vision of fellow Taoist, but... Maybe there is some misunderstanding, if this is the case, I will ask fellow Taoists to give Wan Hualong a chance to explain later."

"Pindao is here to thank fellow Taoist for him first."

Yao Wenqing cupped his fists and bowed to thank him.

Su Qingqiu remained calm, and said lightly: "Right and wrong are twists and turns, you will find out later."

"However, I don't want to kill Wan Hualong directly. The great Confucianism of today may need the help of the Taoist priest to show his true colors to the thousands of people in Wanlong City."

"The Taoist priest knows that, as far as the world is concerned, the Shuoshu floating on the surface is not scary. What is really scary is the good old man who hides in the deepest place with a majestic appearance!"

"Don't worry, let's take it easy!"

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August 23

Wanlong City Dragon Girl Hall
One of the three brothels in Wanlong City, the dragon girls in it are performing arts but not their bodies, each possessing unique skills and being beautiful and moving.

The leader among them is even called the Daughter of the True Dragon.

Together with the Goddess of the Green Pavilion and the Flower Fairy of the Baixiang Pavilion, they became the three masters of Wanlong City.

I don't know how many men are attracted to linger.

It is said that the three great masters of the previous generation even let the princes of the Gungun court go down to snatch it for them in spite of their face, almost breaking their heads.

But later, one of the three families chose to go back to the mountains and forests, often accompanied by the Qingdeng ancient Buddha, one married an ordinary farmer, and the other went away, wandering the world, and has not returned yet.

Today, 20 years have passed, and the three masters of this generation have grown up again, even surpassing the beauty and beauty of the previous generation.

All of a sudden, it attracted thousands of men to chase after it again. Every day, in front of the gates of the three brothels, countless talented scholars, great Confucian monks, etc. came to confess their love, and it was very lively.

The Dragon Girl Hall is located next to the largest Dragon King Temple in the city, covering an area of ​​more than ten acres. During the period, there are pavilions, pavilions, chariots and horses, flowers, birds, insects, fish, rockery fountains, etc., just like a small town, very spectacular.

In front of the gate, there are many guards standing, each with their temples bulging high, their bodies are strong, and they look like masters in the mundane world.

At this moment, it was still three quarters in the afternoon, and it was not night yet, but in the Dragon Girl Hall, there were already many men and women coming in and out.

Yes, not only men come here, but also young ladies, wives, and female monks among the dignitaries are not in the minority.

After all, everyone has the desire to love beauty, and when a person is extremely beautiful, it kills both men and women.

"Hey, isn't this the Taoist leader...it's not like your style to come so early today. Xiaoqing is still picking up guests today, look...why I change your skirt for you?"

"She has been thinking about you for a long time."

A woman in her 20s walked up to her and said with a smile.

Then, when he saw Tong Tong, who looked confused behind the old Taoist priest, his eyes flashed, and he pretended to be happy for a moment. He squatted down, pinched Tong Tong's small face with his pale fingers, and cheered, "Ah, this is not us!" Cute Tongtong? I haven't seen you for a long time, Tongtong has grown a lot taller."

Tongtong slapped the woman's hand off expressionlessly, raised the white snake in his hand, and said seriously: "You're pinching me, let Master Zhenlong bite you to death!"

The woman was taken aback for a moment, only to find the bored-looking little white snake in Tongtong's hand, and said, "Yo, you actually brought a snake in. Haha... Tongtong is a snake, not a real dragon. Besides, how could there be any?" Such an ugly real dragon... Even if I stand here and let it bite, it won't be able to bite."

"The slave family is a naturalized monk. Although it is only ninth grade, how can a small white snake bite it? Hmm... a snake is not bad."

The woman articulated her words very clearly, and she did not forget to cast a charming glance at the embarrassing Taoist priest next to her, her eyes were piercing, and she didn't know what the so-called changing a snake was referring to.

"Cough cough... this... Sang Niang, you can go on your own. Today, the poor are only talking about flowers and wine, not about romance."

The old Taoist hurriedly sent the woman away, and at the same time carefully glanced at the little white snake, and he was relieved to see that it didn't respond.

The woman glanced at the Taoist priest a little strangely, followed his gaze and glanced at Tongtong, her eyes changed slightly, and then she said helplessly: "Well, the Taoist priest will need it later, and the slave family is waiting for you at any time."

As he said that, the white patch on his chest rubbed against the old Taoist's arm, and the latter's face suddenly turned red.

The woman leaves.

Tongtong: "It's so white!"

The old Taoist muttered to himself: "Yes, but it's too white."

Tong Tong: "What I'm saying is that he speaks so straightforwardly, Lord Zhenlong, please don't be angry."

Old Taoist: "I...cough cough, that's what I meant too. Fellow Daoist True Dragon, please come inside, let's talk while drinking."

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This combination of a child and a snake is naturally Yao Wenqing, Tong Tong and Su Qingqiu.

The three of them came here for no other reason, because today Wan Hualong actually came here to drink and sit and watch the wind and moon.

Wan Hualong is not looking for flowers and willows, just because he is the daughter of the real dragon in the Dragon Girl Hall, and Liu Yan is a like-minded friend of everyone.

Liu Yan is good at reciting poems and composing them, and he likes to dance with them the most. Wan Hualong, as a great contemporary Confucian, has an orthodox school, so naturally he has written many articles and poems, many of which were used by Liu Yan.

After coming and going, the two sides have become friends, which is enviable.

However, no one is jealous. After all, it has been rumored that Liu Yan has feelings for Wan Hualong, but the latter is as immovable as a mountain. He once said that he would dedicate his life to the court and the people, and rejected everyone Liu Yan many times. This kind of legend, for a while become a good talk.

When the time reaches You, the sky will be dark.

In the attic, when the old Taoist quietly looked at Su Qingqiu's transfigured white snake and two idiots, there was a sudden red light all around, followed by bursts of cheers.

In the Dragon Girl Hall, fiery red lanterns were hung high, and fluorescent spars were also pushed into the center.

The entire Dragon Girl Hall, an area of ​​nearly ten acres, was brightly lit in an instant.

Su Qingqiu looked through the window, and saw a slender, charming and beautiful woman with willow-leaf eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, and a snake waist, slowly walking out of an attic floating in the air.

Coming from the void, stepping on the clouds and mist, the whole body burst into dragon chant, and in the trance, there was a dragon-shaped aura, which seemed to be a real dragon and a goddess.

Su Qingqiu suddenly had a poem in his heart, and couldn't help muttering to himself:
"The flowers on the temples of the clouds are golden, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. The pink and black in the six palaces are colorless, and a smile is full of beauty when you look back."

Although the order of the poems is wrong, I don't know why, and it is especially suitable for today's scene.

only……

"This Wanlong City is really full of filth. But it's too messy to be seen."

Under the eyes of the spirit snake, Bai Meisheng, who turned her head and smiled, is the real dragon daughter of the Dragon Girl Palace. She is a demon in human skin, like a ghost!
Painted skin monster!
Feeds on the human heart, absorbs the seven emotions and six desires of human beings, and lives under the skin, just like a real demon.

The painted skin monster in front of me is a painting of human skin and bones, and its soul goes deep inside and outside, penetrating three points into wood.Since it is a third-rank monster, without such a powerful means as the Eye of the Spirit Snake, even if it is a second-rank powerhouse, it will not be able to find it.

Just like the old Taoist priest at the moment, as a third-rank monk in the Land of Gods and Wonderland, he didn't notice anything wrong here.

Next, there was naturally a lot of jealousy in the Dragon Girl Hall, and the seven emotions and six desires condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were finally sucked into the ground.

And those who have lost their emotions and desires only feel mentally exhausted, thinking that it was caused by the excitement and cheers before, and they didn't think about it carefully.

Only Su Qingqiu could clearly see that the three treasures of energy and spirit of these people, along with the loss of emotions and desires, were also greatly declining.

It's like unknowingly taking part of a person's lifespan.Even if he dies in the future, it can be attributed to the exhaustion of visiting brothels.

It will only become a joke after dinner.

"Good trick!"

Su Qingqiu suddenly admired.

The old Taoist was a little confused, so he touched his head, wondering why the real dragon suddenly had such a wind.

He has not been deprived of his seven emotions and six desires, and the land gods and wonderlands have already locked himself into a body without leaks.

As long as you are not completely addicted to it, nothing will happen naturally.

This old Taoist is lustful on the surface, but secretly, these behaviors may be just a way of playing with his life.

He didn't explain it to the old Taoist priest. After a while, with the appearance of Wanhualong, he recited a poem in front of the real dragon's daughter, and the atmosphere of the entire Dragon King Hall reached its climax in an instant.

The rich seven emotions and six desires spread throughout the void, and the waves were turbulent, but it was difficult for people to notice.

Su Qingqiu didn't find anything suspicious about Wan Hualong, nor did the Eye of the Spirit Snake see any clues, but in the current situation... He absolutely doesn't believe that Wan Hualong has nothing to do with the painted-skinned demon.

At the very least, it is secretly helping the Painted Skin Demon to gather the power of seven emotions and six desires, not an accomplice, but also an accomplice.

"almost!"

He said to himself again, and then when the old Taoist priest was puzzled, Su Qingqiu pointed out with his claws, and the aura of the spirit snake's eyes suddenly covered the old Taoist priest's eyes.

Su Qingqiu's cold voice sounded:

"Look carefully! Look carefully!"

"This is your daughter of the real dragon, and this is the contemporary Confucianism you admire!"

"What else do you have to say?"

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　Recommend a book, it is very well written.

　　


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