My Gorgeous Boss

You long throw the sky and earth to break, the solitary gun nine companies, the national boundary is absolute, ruthless Jue the world's hundred soldiers, condense the road of mass graves!

Long spear, different from the domineering of long Dao, has a unique charm. This kind of charm is played incisively and vividly on long Changsong. It may be that Lin Xiaotian hasn't seen a few people who use guns as soldiers' blades. But looking at long Changsong, who is getting better and better, Lin Xiaotian is stunned. A branch of a tree flies like a dragon in his hand, which has no spiritual death At this time, things seem to come to life. A gun and a person give Lin Xiaotian a feeling of incompatibility. He is aloof. He is not willing to compare with others or show off. If he is there, he will become the focus of the audience!

"This shot." Lin Xiaotian looks at long Changsong.

"What?" Long Wan'er looked at Lin Xiaotian, "was it shocked by my grandfather's skill?"

"It's more than shock." Lin Xiaotian unconsciously picked up the ghost which was still on the ground. When he took the exam in the morning, he put the weapon here. When he left, he forgot it. Now he picked up the ghost. He finally knew how the feeling of emptiness in his heart came this afternoon.

"Master really treats weapons as friends." Lin Xiaotian looks at long Changsong with envy and creates his own moves. It sounds like a tall man. When can he be like long Changsong? Can one's own nether world be like a branch in the hand of a long Chang pine, just like a living thing?

It's as if hearing Lin Xiaotian's voice. The red and blue light of the nether sword in his hand twinkles slightly with the moonlight, which gives people a rather mysterious feeling. Lin Xiaotian, who is watching the shooting carefully, does not notice this scene.

An hour later, long Changsong stopped moving and stood there quietly. Suddenly, he raised his neck and roared to the sky. He was in the silent Rose Manor for a long time, and the howling sound spread thousands of miles away.

Su Qinghe sighed in the distance. From then on, there was another venerable in the dragon family.

In area B, Lin ziyue sat on the sofa playing with her mobile phone in her dark red pajamas and red wine. After hearing the sound, she first froze, then sighed and looked out of the window in silence. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Congratulations." Su Qinghe slowly walked over to the Dragon Changsong and arched his hands, "this time, we have to compete again. It's hard to predict the outcome."

"There is no need." Long Changsong said with a free and easy smile, "if it wasn't for the defeat, maybe I couldn't break through to this step in my life. This kindness, I will remember, is not so important any more."

"It seems that you are no longer persistent. Yes, you have found your own way. Winning or losing is no longer important." Su Qinghe and long Changsong looked at each other and laughed.

"These two people are not ordinary friends in any way." Lin Xiaotian shakes his head.

"Good friends." Long Wan'er said happily, "I haven't seen my grandfather so happy for a long time."

"You are so simple." Lin Xiaotian is very pleased to nod, change to Jiang Yijie nanizi, will certainly think that long Changsong and Su Qinghe do the foundation.

"I don't know if you're praising me or insulting me." Long Wan'er seriously said, "I thought I'd get to know you very well for a month, but now I understand that I'm really stupid."

"Silly and lovely." Lin Xiaotian smiles.

"Silly boy, don't bully my granddaughter. Go back. I have something to tell you." Long Changsong shouts a voice and walks to the small building.

"What silly boy, in terms of my IQ, I should be called a genius." Lin Xiaotian shook his head. "I was worried about him just now."

"Isn't it reasonable for the apprentice to worry about the master?" Long Wan'er gives Lin Xiaotian a white eye and follows long Changsong to the small building.

Food has been prepared in the small building. Several people are sitting on the table. Lin Xiaotian has had dinner in the evening. In addition, he has no appetite and is in a daze with chopsticks.

"What? Are you not happy that I'm promoted? " Long Changsong frowned and asked, "or was it hit?"

"Cut, don't say it's a venerable. Even if you're promoted to the third stage, you won't be able to beat me, Lin Xiaotian. How old are you? Shouldn't you have this achievement?" Lin Xiaotian disdains the way.

Long Changsong's words are blocked. When he talks with Lin Xiaotian, he has to put his heart aside, or he will be infuriated.

"I have business to tell you. Be serious." Long Changsong zhengse road.

"Isn't it about the martial arts exchange? I promise Lin Xiaotian indifferent way, "but first say good, that Japanese delegation's mysterious person, I can't beat."

"You know it all?" Long Changsong is stunned.

"Well, I had a fight with that man today, and I was suppressed. No, I should say second kill." Lin Xiaotian deeply thought ran nodded, "but I think there is a reason for this. First, I didn't bring a knife. Secondly, his Qi strength level is higher than mine, and I can't mobilize my Qi and strength. Thirdly, cough up and belittle the enemy. "

"I'm glad that you can sum up your failure like today." Long Changsong said with a smile, "what's your feeling? Are you shocked by the strength of others?"

"Forget it." Lin Xiaotian waved his hand, "he is better than me, and it is only temporary. Just like at the beginning, I saw Zhang Wenlong for a reason. In the end, he was not cleaned up by me.""Zhang Wenlong made the same mistake as you, belittled the enemy, otherwise it would be hard to say the victory or defeat." Long Changsong quickly poured cold water on him. When can he change his fearless temperament.

"Now that you have met, I will tell you about the concept of the martial arts exchange meeting. In fact, at the beginning of Yunming's martial arts competition, there were four candidates from each country for the martial arts exchange meeting. But Zhang Wenlong was killed by Zhang Wenlong, and Nangong Qingming was killed by Zhang Wenlong, Now, there are still two places left, but all of them are dead. " Long Changsong's helpless way.

"Well, two from the other four in the top eight?" Lin Xiaotian's puzzled way.

"It's not as simple as you said." Long Changsong waved his hand. "In a word, now only you and Baichuan are left to deal with this martial arts exchange meeting. Fortunately, there are still more than ten days left for this martial arts exchange meeting. You are ready to get ready. It's natural to break through to the brown level. If you can't, you should be careful."

"We don't want to win, but we must play our Chinese prestige. We are the birthplace of ancient martial arts, so we can't be looked down upon. Like the Japanese delegation, it's really crazy. It's really because of what they said. It's only the ancient Wu families who are close to each other to defeat China. It's really a skill to choose soft persimmon pinches." Long Changsong said angrily, "if you have the ability to choose one of the eight big families, it's strange not to beat them out."

"Eight families, there are not necessarily people who can defeat that mysterious boy." Lin Xiaotian murmured in a low voice, "or let me come out in a hurry."

"Well? What do you say Long Changsong's face is somewhat unnatural.

"No, nothing." Lin Xiaotian quickly waved his hand, "give me the task of beating out the enemy's excrement. By the way, where is the martial arts exchange meeting going on?"

"That's what I'm going to say." Long Changsong said darkly, "the original location was located in the imperial capital, but for some reason, it was changed into the East China Sea. Obviously, the Japanese delegation knew it in advance, so there is today's conflict between you and those people."

"It's not right to say so." Lin Xiaotian touched his chin. "I met seven people today. Didn't you say that there are only four places in each country?"

"Well, I didn't make it clear. In fact, there are too many warriors in China, so we need to select personnel. People from other countries are directly selected from their own martial arts organizations. They don't have as many ancient martial families as Huaxia, so they don't have so much effort. But even if there are a hundred of them, only four can compete. " Long Changsong said.

"I see. It seems that they attach great importance to martial arts." Said Lin Xiaotian.

"yes, the essence of China is so much that they work in just ways." Long Changsong sighed, "it's been good these years. I think it's just entered the end of the martial arts era. The domestic government didn't pay attention to the ancient martial arts, which led to the displacement and death of many warriors in the streets and the loss of many important heritage. Otherwise, where else would it be their turn to be arrogant?"

"Qinghe." Long Changsong suddenly turns his head and looks at Su Qinghe. Su Laozi is reading the history of ancient martial arts with relish. He raises his head confused when someone calls him.

"What's the matter?" Su Qinghe's confused way.

"In fact, as for what you said today, you must have the most suitable skill moves to step into the venerable. I have some opinions on this point." Long Changsong said, "would you like to listen?"

"Nature." Su Qinghe put up his books and ears. He had no experience in this respect. After all, he was sitting in front of himself, and he was just groping.

"Xiao Tian, you can also listen clearly. It may be helpful for you to be promoted to the venerable in the future." Long Changsong told him.

"Oh." Lin Xiaotian nodded.

"In fact, when I was just promoted, I suddenly realized a lot of things." Long Changsong sighed, "in fact, the ultimate meaning of our dragon gun is not forgetting."

"What?" Not only Su Qinghe was surprised, but also long Wan'er, a man who insisted on forgetting love all his life, said such words at this moment.

"There is a saying in the ancestral precepts of the dragon family." Long Changsong raised his head, "feeling is not feeling, forgetting feeling is not forgetting feeling, feeling to the deep is to forget feeling."

"I used to think that this sentence was to emphasize the importance of love forgetting, but now I understand what kind of love forgetting is. If it can be forgotten, I won't be so miserable these years." Long Changsong sighed, "now, if it's not trivial, I really want to go to Huashan to find cui'e and apologize to her."

"Cui'e?" Lin Xiaotian looks at long Wan'er.

"That's my grandmother." Long Wan'er whispered.

"Over the years, my guilt towards her has deepened day by day. At the moment when I was promoted to the venerable one, I finally understood that forgetting love is fake. The meaning of Zuxun is to cherish the people around me and cherish this love. Unfortunately, it's too late for me to understand." Long Changsong's gloomy way.

"Now I understand. It's not too late." Su Qinghe said, "at least, you still have a chance to apologize.""Yes, there is a chance." Long Changsong nodded, "don't say these, it's off topic."

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