Jiang Ziya: “”
I can see that you are in trouble, so I came to help you.
He felt that all the people he met while practicing for forty years were strangers. The only friend he felt he had was Sheng Gong Lei, a person of this kind. Once he had the power to control the Shengjin Table, everyone around him became a good person!
The problem is, I don't even know any of you good people!
This scene is somewhat familiar, and his seven-eyed and six-pocket heart came into play, allowing him to quickly recall that it was the same rhythm when Luya came before.
He feels quite complex about Luya, although the Nail-Headed Seven Arrow Book has helped him solve the problem of Xun Zhen, letting Zhou state turn from danger to security, Luya also sent himself a sword to kill gods, but it was also close to making him perish. Of course, there is Yun Zhongzi who showed his true face later on. One after another said they came to help him and used the slogan "for your good", but what's the real situation? It's very hard to evaluate.
Let's talk about future things later; let's focus on the present first.
"Kong Dao friend, please."
"Premier, please."
Huang Long Zhenren saw Kong Xuan and was surprised. Who is this? Why does he give off a sense of the Feng Tribe's energy? Nowadays, besides Deng Chanyu, there are also Feng Tribe Immortals. And how is his cultivation not clear to me?
Three days later, Kong Xuan wore a Taoist robe, rode a white horse, and didn't carry any weapons. He stood confidently waiting for Kuai Long outside the Sanxing Pass.
Kuai Long's cultivation time is much longer than that of Huang Long, and at this point, it can be seen that Kong Xuan has some weaknesses and strengths. His expression became very serious: "My eyes are dull, and I don't even know there are such high-minded people among the Feng Tribe."
A clear laugh fell from the sky. Phoenix, with Long Ji transformed into a rainbow beam, landed straight beside Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan seemed to have known she would appear, nodded slightly, and showed no surprise.
Deng Chanyu appearing at such an occasion is ultimately not suitable, as it may give off incorrect signals. Just change your disguise, and there will be no problem.
Phoenix said to Long Ji: "Let's go to the city wall to watch the battle."
Long Ji whispered, "Be careful."
Phoenix and Kong Xuan secretly exchanged a look that both understood without words.
She looked at the dragonic supreme being across from her, pointing at Kuai Long and said: "You are not only blind, but also ignorant of the heavenly times and grand trend. Now you dare to go against the grain, it's extremely stupid!"
"Who do you think you are, a brat from which family, daring to speak so boldly here and make people laugh at you!" From Kuai Long's side, a Taoist in a bright red robe also stepped forward. The Taoist had two horns on his head, a face like cinnabar, and a faint mist of water surrounding him. There was no doubt that this was also a powerful figure from the dragon tribe.
Phoenix expressed disdain: "You are just a being that pops out from some stone crevice, isn't that so?"
The red-cloaked Daoist was quite impatient in character: "Grandpa is a Pan Long. Has the young one heard of this?"
Kong Xuan pointed at them, "One after another, you're just the remnants of the great war from years ago. How dare you roar here?"
Kuai Long was equally arrogant: "I've always thought that the Phoenix Tribe is all dead. Who would have thought there are still these two dead birds left! Hahaha!"
He looked at Pan Long, and then laughed out loud like an idiot.
The atmosphere between the two sides was always very tense, and the cultural exchanges only lasted for less than half a tea time before they started cursing at each other.
On this side, they said that the dragon tribe was full of barking mad dogs and was just a turtle hiding in the clouds and rain.
On the other side, they said that the phoenix tribe was nothing more than a bunch of featherless wild chickens and that they should hurry back to the never-ending volcano to find their mother.
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Jiang Ziya stood silently watching from the city walls, listened carefully for a while, and then looked at Huang Long Zhenren in a strange way, full of questions. If they continued to argue like this, would it mean that this matter has nothing to do with us?
Huang Long Zhenren was so embarrassed that he covered his face with his hands and sleeves, and dared not look down any further.
Not only Kuai Long, but also the newly appeared Pan Long that he knows. The situation suddenly turned into a dragon phoenix war, which left him caught off guard!
He felt that he shouldn't have treated his wounds in Lei Ze. If he had been injured now, he wouldn't have been in such a bad situation. If he was seriously injured, it would be even better! He even wanted Jiang Ziya to whip him so that he could get out of the embarrassment, find a place to lie down, and that would be it.
As the saying goes, "What you fear most will happen."
The impulsive Pan Long only agreed to come and help, but had no intention of fighting with the Phoenix Tribe. Even if he was as impatient as ever, he wouldn't risk his own life.
The Dragon Tribe is strong in reproduction, but in the end, it ends up in a draw with the Phoenix Tribe, which has a relatively low fertility rate. This indirectly proves that the strong warriors of the Phoenix Tribe are very capable fighters.
Even if a fight were to truly occur, in a one-on-one situation, he felt he had no assurance of victory.
Pan Long inadvertently saw the partially visible Huang Long Zhenren. With a loud voice, as if he had a built-in loudspeaker: "Oh, Kuai Long brother, isn't that the guy on the city wall, Huang Long? hurry down and join us in dealing with these remnants of the Phoenix Tribe!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Xuan, Phoenix, and Kuai Long's eyes all fell on Huang Long Zhenren. They wanted to see what he would choose.
Huang Long Zhenren: ""
His eyeballs were spinning crazily, and he looked like he was sweating profusely.
Now to help Kuai Long and Pan Long? Is this joining the Shang camp?
Help Kong Xuan and the Phoenix? Is this about to sever all ties with the dragon tribe?
That's too difficult.
He tried to catch Jiang Ziya's eye and simultaneously used his divine mind to urge, "Junior Brother Ziya, hurry up, don't hesitate. Pick up the Whip of Divine Vengeance and strike me a blow on the chest! The harder, the better!"
Jiang Ziya was also a bit confused. Why would someone make such a request out of the blue?
The quick-witted seven-eyed and six-pocket heart made his reaction speed extremely fast, roughly understanding Huang Long's dilemma. He was willing to help in this kind of trouble. He immediately said: "Yesterday's military rations were short by one hundred and ten tons. Huang Long, you were careless in transportation, and you deserve punishment!"
He pulled out the Whip of Divine Vengeance and Huang Long endured a strike that left him with blood splashing, pale as death, and fell straight down, motionless.
On the battlefield, the dragon tribe and phoenix tribe: ""
Can't you be more fake?
Following Phoenix, Long Ji pulled out the Four Seas Bottle and asked worriedly, "Jiang Premier, the punishment of your country seems too heavy. Master Long Ji has two drops of Gan Luo Jade Liquor here. They may be able to cure Huang Long."
Lying on the ground pretending to be dead, Huang Long was close to tears. Why are there so many good people in the primitive chaotic era? Why is it so hard to help someone in need? Can't you let me lie here for a while?
Jiang Ziya really couldn't find an excuse to oppose Long Ji's attempt to save Huang Long, so he could only give Huang Long an apologetic look and then allow Long Ji to treat him. As he put it, "public is public, private is private; they cannot be mixed together."
"Please help Huang Long brother recover quickly."
Long Ji smiled, "You're quite a decent person. Don't worry, these two drops of the fluid of the jade dew are extracted from the Peony Orchard. Not only can they save the seriously wounded, but they can even revive someone who has just breathed their last."
Huang Long Zhenren's chest was still stained with blood, but he stood up. Not only that, but he had to smile and thank Long Ji gratefully.
"Thank you for saving my life. I will surely repay you one day."
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