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"Longhu Mountain, hundreds of miles long, was once a fertile land in Jiangxi~~~"

After a brief pause, Zhou Li, who was playing a broken pipa poorly, modified his words: "It is also a rich place now~~~"

"Thump, thump, thump~"

Tang Guan, holding a broken gong, stepped on the dragon cloth and started chiseling it clang clang clang.

"One day, two days, three days, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and talents emerge~~~"

Taking dazzling steps, Tang Wan flicked his right hand and hit with his left hand, and the broken gong made a clanging sound: "Dangdangdangdang~~~~"

Throwing the broken pipa aside, Zhou Li pulled out a three-stringed lute from under his butt like a magician and started playing it, singing in a hoarse voice:

"There are mountains, water and heavenly masters, and I am fascinated by this precious place~"

Tang Wan was dancing the double swing dance, hitting the gong hard, and raising her head.

Ding ding ding ~!

"The whole family is celebrating the sect competition, and the young talents are competing for the first place!"

Picking up a large rock beside him, Tang Wan smashed it with his head.

Bang!
Zhou Li stretched out his voice, playing the sanxian in his hand like a lazy donkey scratching the ground, and sang:

"Thanks for your kindness in my teaching, my master Zhuge Qing!!!"

Waving his hands up and down, the cool Tang Wan turned his head and struck the broken gong again.

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"If you don't remember this name, her master is Old Tianshi!"

"Old, old, old master!"

Tang Wan sang with her neck stretched.

Zhou Li changed to a erhu and played a sound like a chainsaw, like a filial son sending off his deceased son, and sang at the top of his voice:

"She, Tang Wan, has a master, the Third Master Liu Kuang is awesome~"

"Damn it!"

Tang Wan stopped her showy steps and then sang loudly:
"Tang Wan finished talking about Zhou Li, and there were corpses in the cesspool for three thousand miles."

Zhou Li raised a finger and slowly pointed it toward the sky.

"Under the heavens, there are beasts, demons, zombies, monsters, evil people, and idiots~"

Tang Wan's singing voice is quite clear, like a yellow oriole whose horse has died, giving off a sense of joy like a filial son holding a filial banner and sending someone off.

Zhou Li summoned the evil tiger, the jerk, Joan of Arc, Lady Golden Snake, Zhang Suohao and Gui Daozi, who corresponded to beasts, demons, zombies, monsters and bad guys respectively.

Stupid Gui Daozi.

Tang Wan shook his head and sang intoxicatedly: "Who dares to touch Li Wei? Who dares to blow up the shit?!"

"Look at that Chi You who is rampant and overbearing, but how come he encounters a big truck delivering the second dimension?"

Jiang Li's truck usually passes by.

"Zhou Li!"

With his hands waving towards the upper right corner, Zhou Li stood in the sun, shining brightly, like a bent bow ready to be launched.

"Tang Wan!"

With his right hand on his forehead, his left hand drooped slightly and slightly deviated, his legs crossed, he made an extremely weird but beautiful posture, then he raised his head, sank his breath into his dantian, and said loudly:

"Come forward!"

"Dabi!"

End of Zhou Li.

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A long silence.

Sitting on the stone in the sun, Zhuge Qing felt an unprecedented coldness, and an indescribable indifference and loneliness emerged in her heart. Facing Zhou Li and Tang Wan, who were as hard and firm as stone sculptures, she stretched out her hand and slowly covered her eyes.

“Hey~~~~~~~~”

This sigh was without anger, ridicule, or sadness. After learning that the world was about to be destroyed, the only way to save the world was to see the bottom line of the world and Zhou Li's weakness and emptiness, and even a little bit of laughter.

"You mean."

Under his palm, Zhuge Qing's red lips opened weakly. His usually rosy lips were now particularly pale. "Are you going to perform this at the opening ceremony of the sect competition?"

Yes, this program just now was the result of Zhou Li and Tang Wan thinking about it day and night, thinking hard, thinking about it over and over again, thinking about it angrily for a whole hour, even a whole half day, before they came up with a brilliant idea.

Storyteller: Threat

The name of this show.

At first, Zhuge Qing suspected that the two men were having brain ulcers again and wanted to make her do something ridiculous. She never expected that the two men would do something as cruel as Gui Daozi's death.

Otherwise, you can make a Transformers' Death, at least Jiang Li is more pleasing to the eye than you.

She is broadly considered a humanoid carbon-based creature.

"Yes."

Zhou Li ended his stupid pose of smashing the sun with one punch, stood still, and said seriously: "I think the best way to deal with things is to attack the heart. Since this is a sect competition and I am competing with my fellow disciples, appropriate intimidation is also part of the tactics."

“Then why don’t you let Hae-Joo perform with you?”

Looking at Liu Haizhu who was sleeping like a dead person under a big tree, Zhuge Qing asked in confusion.

"We were both afraid that he would be beaten to death."

Zhuge Qing was confused.

?

Do you know what you two are talking about?

How can you say such words that are humane, in line with moral principles, in line with worldly principles, and what a person would say?

Isn't this forced whitewashing?

Is this reasonable?

"He still has to help us do something shameful, and it can't be exposed."

Zhou Li added a sentence.

Zhuge Qing immediately smiled with relief, his original worries and doubts were swept away, replaced by clear joy.

Great, these two are still the same.

"No."

She said calmly, "It's embarrassing."

"Master, are you still afraid of this?!"

Zhou Li said in shock.

"I don't mind the general embarrassment."

After a brief silence, Zhuge Qing chose to use Zhou Li's common saying to explain, "Disciple, I really cannot accept the fact that you grind the mill with your bare bottom."

Zhou Li was struck by lightning.

"Could it be that?!"

He murmured in horror: "My carefully planned Jingjue storytelling performance can't be performed on stage?!"

"All our efforts were in vain?!"

Tang Wan collapsed to the ground powerlessly, his eyes empty.

Can you please not make an abstract activity that you have rehearsed for less than a day into the most important part of your life?

"Master, I want to disobey you."

Zhou Li clenched his fists and said passionately: I want to commit a crime of insubordination! "

"One stick of incense, I'll listen to you if I win."

Zhuge Qing said calmly.

Zhou Li sneered, took out a bunch of incense from his arms, picked out a random stick, inserted it aside, and lit it with the dragon spell. Then, he paused and disappeared into thin air.

A minute later, Zhou Li, who was hung on the tree by Zhuge Qing using the solar term magic, had empty eyes and swayed from side to side, having lost his ideal in life.

I can’t beat him…
This was not the first time that Zhou Li was beaten by Zhuge Qing.

In other words, Zhou Li being beaten by Zhuge Qing was a more common occurrence than feeding Tang Wan. Tang Wan often trained under the Third Elder, but Zhuge Qing did beat Zhou Li every day.

For fun.

It's very interesting. Really very interesting.

"If you can convince the old master, I will agree."

Looking at Zhou Li on the tree, Zhuge Qing said with a smile: "If you don't agree, don't blame me for not allowing it."

These words essentially meant that Zhou Li should give up.

but.

He is Zhou Li. (End of this chapter)