Chapter 4697

Su he looked at the tall and thin old head again and said, "if Yang Jun hadn't noticed the breath of the treasure, it would be impossible for Xiaoyou to take out the bowl Yang bottle."

"Then tell me, where did he get this bowl of Yang bottle?" The old man questioned.

The three men looked at the sword at the same time.

Jian Wushuang thought for a moment, and then said about fighting Yan Xian in Heishan.

"I see. I knew it was impossible for my little friend to be with that dirty old man. It was all Daogong's fool who missed me!" The tall and thin old man said anxiously.

The old man also said anxiously, "you simple minded guy, just wait to get into the trap."

"Dao Gong," Su he suddenly said solemnly, "we have already taken the step of eternal doom. What can we lose now? If we give up this opportunity today, we will be doomed. "

The three noisy people suddenly became silent, and no one spoke any more.

For a long time, the dignified old man suddenly rolled up his sleeves and said, "come on, tell us how to play!"

The sword is matchless, the corners of his mouth are slightly drawn, and then let Chunqiu take out the inverted Tianxuan mirror given by the little emperor before leaving.

"You just need to cooperate with me to save an image in this mirror."

"Of course, Daogong is the first to come first. His level of pretending to be dead is the highest."

……

After another profound discussion, the two people first recommended Dao Gong, which almost led to another fight.

After reluctantly persuading the dignified old man, Chunqiu raised the inverted Tianxuan mirror and began to record the video.

"Start."

The sword was unparalleled and held high in his hand, so he took his head and beheaded the dignified old man.

However, they only went back and forth for more than ten rounds. The dignified old man howled directly and automatically dispersed the true shadow.

"Stop, stop, no, it's too fake. Let the shit little emperor know it's fake at a glance." Spring and autumn shook his head and said, "we should highlight the most tragic scene, but also express the most sincere emotion, which can arouse resonance."

Majestic old man's true shadow appeared, nodded thoughtfully, and then began a new round of performance.

Then, such a strange scene appeared under the sky.

A figure holding a mirror, looking for an angle to record the influence one by one, in which two protagonists demonstrated the tragic and shocking scene over and over again, and two old men stood outside the field and gave serious instructions from time to time

……

"Little emperor, there is news in Tianxuan mirror."

In the huge hall where the lights and candles are on and off, the body in extravagant clothes slowly opens its eyes, reaches out and waves, and an image appears in the Tianxuan mirror hanging in the air.

I saw that in a world of crazy sand sobbing, I was dressed in a black robe and held up the invisible sword in my hand. The vast sword intention directly crushed the enclosed crazy sand and bombarded a tall and thin old man.

Even the sky was broken, and the true shadow finally disappeared in the infinite sword.

Seeing here, the little emperor has sat up from Hua's bed and revealed his eyes that are difficult to understand.

"How is that possible? Who the hell is this guy? Even he can kill easily?! "

"Mate, did you find the news I asked you to find?"

A thin purple robe quietly emerged in the void, "Your Highness, you have found it. The origin of this son is a mystery. Two servants inadvertently found it in the mountains. When they found it, their breath was very weak and there was no trauma on their body. In addition, there was no news."

The little emperor heard the speech and frowned slightly. Obviously, this was not the answer he wanted.

Then he moved his eyes to the sky Xuan mirror and said nothing.

"Is the origin a mystery? Good. I'll dig out your identity bit by bit."

In WanMu sky, after Su He, who had a strange heavy pupil, was cut under the sword by the sword, the performance reward that lasted for several months finally came to an end.

In the face of these three living treasure old men, jianwushuang felt that his head was big, which was far more painful than going through a hundred world wars.

Spring and autumn wiped the empty sweat on his forehead and solemnly handed him the inverted Tianxuan mirror.

"It's Qi Huo at last. My emperor can finally leave here." The tall and thin old man said excitedly.

The dignified old man sniffed, "swagger, don't you want to drill a nightpot?"

"It's like you don't drill."

"Well, finally admit that the bottle is a night pot?"

"You..."

Sword matchless quickly waved to stop, "this is the end of everything. Please leave with me."

The three stopped a new round of verbal abuse.

Then the tall and thin old man took the lead in solemnly arched his hands and said, "Yang Jun thanked Xiaoyou here."

The dignified old man then said, "Daogong and Xie Xiaoyou."

The old man said with a smile, "Su He and others, thank you."

After saying this, the three bodies turned into three golden mans and fell into the bottle in a flash.

Feeling the vibration from the bottle, Jian matchless shook his head helplessly, and finally came down clean.

"Let's go. Now the sky has been cleared." The sword peerless looked at the spring and Autumn Road.

Spring and autumn inner surging, from the beginning with the mentality of death into this WanMu sky, until now the dramatic end, everything is too mysterious and coincidence.

Clearing the sky means that he can end his long and dark prisoner career and return to freedom.

But then, nervous uneasiness rose from the bottom of my heart. Spring and autumn looked at the sword with some uneasiness, "if, I mean if, what should the little emperor do?"

Slowly spit out a turbid breath, and strands of golden awn burst out from the depths of the unparalleled pupil of the sword, "if he goes back on his word, I will drag him on his back before he dies!"

The endless darkness dissipated, the whole WanMu sky began to be clear, rivers began to emerge from the ground, and countless trees, vines and grass began to grow madly.

Looking back at the world that had been cleared for the last time, jianwushuang disappeared in its place.

In front of the bronze hall on the top of the cloud, two figures fell quietly, and then walked forward step by step.

The gate of the huge bronze hall was open, and a weak body stood in the center of the hall door hundreds of feet high.

The little emperor seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw the figure in the square in front of him, he smiled, "partner, please go and pick up our guests."

After saying this, the little emperor turned and entered the hall.

The thin purple robe jumped up to the sword and asked for something.

The sword glanced back at him, and then went straight to the bronze hall.

The strong musk flavor with light fishy smell is no longer replaced by unknown fragrance.

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly and walked inward. Chunqiu followed him step by step.

For the spring and Autumn period, the little emperor is like a nightmare.

He will never forget that he appeared in purple on the day when the heaven was destroyed.