Dragon-Marked War God

“Brother Jiang, take the sword! ”

Xue Liang jumped and the candle dragon sword flew up. It fell directly into the hands of Jiangdu, who held the candle dragon sword in his hand. It was easy and easy. Compared to Xue Liang's difficulty, it was impossible to speak on the same day.

Jiantang and all the swordmasters and others also nodded silently. Jiangdu is the one who can really control the candle dragon sword. Although they also seem to be full of joy and envy, after all, there is no means of Jiangdu. The strength of this guy really makes people afraid to be small.

“A hero is a teenager. Ha-ha-ha. ”

Jiantang laughed and turned to Taku Longyu.

“Brother Taku, do you want to leave the Sword Drawing Sect? I don't know when I'll be back. ”

Jiantang said very solemnly.

“Perhaps a year and a half, maybe a hundred and a half years ago, I went there with a wish, so it had to be mindful before I could start over. ”

Taku Longyu bluntly said that if he did not go back and thank his master for his sins, he would not be able to forgive himself for life.

“Fine, that section won't force Brother Tuo to stay, draw sword section up and down, waiting for Brother Tuo to return. ”

Jiantong said with regret, it has to be said that Jiantong has worked hard to solve the problem of Toho Longyu. He wants to leave him behind in the sword draw sect. A man who can refine the finest Mixed Yuan treasure apparatus, on the entire Zhongzhou Divine Land, it is estimated that there will not be more than one palm. Even in the Wudan Hall, there is not necessarily a few people who can have such a means of extinction.

“Thank you Brother Jiantang for your love. ”

Tuo Longyu turned around slightly, without any mud and water.

“Little brother, I'll take a walk first, we'll see you later. ”

Tuotou Longyu preached that the moment disappeared over the sword draw sect. Jiantang felt some regret and even sighed. The importance of Tuotou Longyu to the sword draw sect was too great. For the sword draw sect, Tuotou Longyu walked, it was a broken arm.

“I also took a step forward. Xue Liang, Lord Jiantang, I also have important matters to attend to. I cannot wait. I will have a chance to reunite with Lord Jiantang later. ”

Jiangdu laughed.

“So, I won't stay much, and I hope Jiangdu brothers remember, from this moment on, you are part of the sword draw sect, this sword lord, but will accompany you for the rest of your life, haha. ”

Jiangtang finished, Jiangdu also left quickly, Yan Duncheng immediately followed, the two people turned momentarily, disappeared into the void.

The purpose of Jiangdu is naturally to follow Tuo Longyu. If he wants to find the location of the Shangguan Hong Goose, Tuo Longyu doubtless has him. If he is willing to go to the Gateway of the Shangguan Hong Goose, Jiangdu is also unusually happy in his heart. At this time, he just wants to see where the Shangguan Hong Goose is, the strength geometry. If his strength does not exceed the late stage of the Divine Emperor's Realm, then Jiangdu is confident that he can kill it. If his strength exceeds the late stage of the Divine Emperor's Realm, Jiangdu may have to think about it.

“Do you remember Princess Nightingale? ”

Jiangdu glanced at Yan Tincheng, and the two men went to the sky, thousands of miles, the years did not end.

“How do you know I have the memory of Princess Azalean? ”

Yan Tincheng said indifferently, his eyes slightly blurred, staring dead at the river and dust, seemed likely to attack him at any moment.

“Don't get excited. If it wasn't for Princess Nightingale's soul stamp, how would you know so much about Barren State? And Bai Wenjun of the Turkish barbarians is full of disdain, because you know him so well that you can know each other. Am I right? ”

Jiangdu whispered.

Yan Duncheng looked at the river and dust in a cold and indifferent way.

“You shouldn't know that. ”

“Why shouldn't I know that? Do you remember Zhang Zhouzi? Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng fan butterfly, Wang Di Chun heart Tojuan, the sea moon pearl with tears, blue field sun warm jade smoke, this love can be remembered, but it was just gone. ”

Jiang Dun Zizhu, he wanted to exchange this poem for the memory of the Princess of Nightingale, but also to find out why Yan Chencheng has become like this.

Yan Tincheng's beautiful face is covered with frost and the eyes are infinitely painful.

“It's over, it's over, why the story is over, why I'm heartbroken, and why. Isn't Zhang Zhouzi the man of Princess Nightingale? How do you know everything? Who are you? ”

Yan Tincheng looked angrily at the river and dust.

“Who am I? ”

Jiang Dun grinned and didn't know what to say for a while.

“Who am I? Don't you know? Who I am, I am your man, when Zhuang Zhouzi said goodbye to Princess Nightingale, it was when you and I met again, but it also became a difficult time for us for more than a decade. ”

Jiangdu had a tremendous sting in his heart, but Yan Tincheng still exhibited tremendously difficult colors, which seemed quite painful.

“Stop it, I've got a headache, and I'll kill you! ”

Yan Duncheng's palm fell on the neck of the river and dust. At that moment, she did not stagnate at all. Even if she did it just a little bit, the river and dust would be unrepentant.

Jiang Dun can't move, if he can die in the hands of his loved ones, it's better than dying in the hands of others.

“Well, then I won't. ”

Jiangdu converged his mind, took a deep breath, he knew that he wanted Yancheng to remember himself, seemed to have a long way to go, and she refused to be a thousand miles away from everyone, this is what most caused Jiangdu brain damage, only smoke rain and bamboo dance in her memory, only finding one of them, maybe for the soul of Yancheng, would help.

Along the way, Tao Longyu was almost horseshoe. It was only three years before he arrived in the middle foothills of Zhongzhou Shenzhou, and the Bamboo Sea Mountains seemed endless.

“How many years have I been back, Master? I can finally see your old man again, Master...”

Toho Longyu, his heart is like water over the Bamboo Sea Mountains, at this time, his heart has long been much calmer, but there is fear that the master will blame himself, that kind of moody psychology is difficult for anyone to understand. Taku Longyu was extremely grateful to his younger brother. If it wasn't for him, he might not know what year and month to know the master's thoughts before he could return to this green bamboo sea.

“Master, the unfaithful disciple is back. Are you all right? ”

Tuo Longyu muttered that after entering the bamboo sea in the forest, he began to walk on foot, no longer flying in the air, one footprint at a time, from below the 10,000-meter high mountain, one step at a time.

After traveling to Longyu, Jiangdu was also a little curious. This guy seemed to care a great deal about Shangguan Hong Yan.