Myth is Coming

Shaoyang's big policeman!

He has activated the [Appraisal] function on the screen, but on the screen, the three attributes of spirituality, physical body, and energy are constantly jumping, and they have not been able to stop at a stable value.

Just know that your own screen is unreliable! While Shaoyang complained, he also knew very well that there must be a hard stubble.

But seeing the latter walking towards here slowly, he was wearing a white warrior robe, his body was very clean and tidy, even his hair was combed neatly and not messed up; It is a Chinese-style samurai sword, but judging from the scabbard, this samurai sword seems to be slightly longer and wider.

When Shao Yang quickly turned these thoughts in his mind, the latter had already strode in front of them.

"Your Excellency Qinglong."

The latter looked solemn and spoke in proficient Chinese.

Qinglong!

Shaoyang couldn't help being startled, he almost forgot about the predicament at this time! Qinglong, the number one official superpower, has always been known as the ancestor of superpowers, and is truly the number one powerhouse in the country, an existence that is respected and worshiped by countless people!

The result——it turned out to be the greedy, lustful, petty, vengeful old man in front of him... an old man with all kinds of problems.

Although Shaoyang had had many speculations before, he never dared to believe that it would be the Qinglong boss!

"Hey." The old man, that is, Qinglong, squinted at the person opposite, and couldn't help sighing, "It turns out that you are here, but this time it's troublesome." The man stood upright in front of him, unaware that it was a bit of an eyesore, "Sit down, do you want to eat together?"

"good."

The person opposite actually agreed without hesitation, and then sat down opposite Qinglong.

Shao Yang calmed down from the shock of having just learned of Qinglong's identity, and realized that the person who came was probably not an ordinary person, otherwise, how dare he sit beside Qinglong so calmly

Shaoyang quickly poured a glass of fine wine, holding it with both hands, "Senior, come, have a taste..."

But as he said that, Shaoyang himself was in a cold sweat.

this……

Isn't it provocative to do this by yourself? This is obviously fine wine that was scavenged from other people's wine cellars.

The pot of fragrant stew in front of me is even more for catching thieves and catching stolen goods, and they don't even move their nests.

However, the old man was very self-restraining, nodded slightly towards Shaoyang, took the wine glass, and took a sip from his lips.

Although Shaoyang and Qinglong made a mess here, he didn't have the slightest mood swing because of it.

Qinglong was still eating heartily, while eating again and again, he greeted, "You guys eat too."

Shaoyang was trembling, a little unwilling to eat.

The old man on the opposite side still didn't have any intention of getting angry. He even took some fish and shrimp from the cauldron like Qinglong, and slowly peeled and ate them. He ate very carefully, peeled off the fish bones and shrimp shells, and chewed very carefully in his mouth, stirring them neatly before swallowing.

"good."

The old man nodded to Shaoyang, as if praising the latter's craftsmanship.

Shao Yang smiled awkwardly.

Soon, Qinglong swept away the remaining clouds, and cleaned up the subsequent pot of stew. He even picked up the stove and drank the soup that was already boiled very tasty, and then he touched it. My stomach hiccupped without the slightest image, and said with a smile: "I don't know if you are full, anyway, I am full."

"I'm full, I'm full." Shao Yang said perfunctorily. Can't help but glance at the person on the side again and again, the person on the other side can't come to see them for dinner, right?

Sure enough, the old man on the opposite side smiled slightly, "Since Your Excellency Qinglong is already full, let's make gestures."

Qinglong squinted at him, "Trouble, trouble, why are you fooling around in this kind of place today? Who is your friend to sit here today? I'll ask her to come and sing a little song."

Shaoyang Khan.

The old man on the opposite side was not angry at all, "Your Excellency Qinglong still likes to joke so much. If you like someone, as long as you are willing to stay here, I can make her stay by your side all day long."

"No, no." Qinglong laughed "haha".

The old man on the opposite side nodded, slowly stretched out his hand, and drew out the samurai sword obliquely inserted in his waist.

"Ten years ago, I once lost a move in Your Excellency's hands. Thinking about it until now, I still only feel that Your Excellency's cultivation is unfathomable and difficult to pry. But since Your Excellency is here again today, I will naturally have to show my kindness as a landlord. If I If I lose, no one here will stop you and allow you to come in and out; but if I win a trick by chance, please stay here for a few more days."

"Haha..." Qinglong laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, very good."

As he said that, he kicked his foot suddenly, and the cauldron flew up and fell in the direction of Shaoyang.

Shaoyang put it away, obviously the boss of Qinglong also saw that the quality of the furnace was good, so he asked Shaoyang to put it away in advance.

The old man on the opposite side didn't even see it, and all his attention was focused on Qinglong.

brush!

The old man suddenly drew his sword, and the samurai sword in his hand flashed a bright light in the void, and fell towards the green dragon. Shao Yang watched from the side, but he felt that this seemingly ordinary knife cut was like a vast river, rolling from the nine heavens, and the torrential river flowed straight down in an instant.

In this knife, there is a vast aura that is as high as the nine heavens. Shaoyang is only affected by the artistic conception of this knife, as if he is looking up at the palace of heaven, so vast and unreachable.

Shaoyang even felt that if the knife was aimed at him, he would not even be able to draw his sword to resist!

This is a kind of crushing of artistic conception.

Moan!

But Qinglong's body suddenly lit up with a yelling Youlong, which enveloped his whole body. With the sound of dragon chant, Youlong circled in the void, entered and exited Qingming, but he had completely borrowed the long knife trend.

Wonderful!

Shao Yang couldn't help but his eyes lit up, he just felt that the old man's knife was extremely delicate and unattainable.

But Qinglong's resolution was also calm and ingenious, with great ingenuity.

However, of course, the old man would not be cracked by Qinglong so easily. Seeing his sword trembling slightly, in the palace all over the sky, there was a feeling of preferring the emptiness to the reality! The sword light and cold shadows criss-crossed, and Qinglong's wandering dragon seemed to be imprisoned in many palaces for a while, and it was difficult to escape!

The voice of the old man seemed to come from nine days away, "Your Excellency Qinglong, ten years ago I was defeated by your mobile game Dragon Art, but today is not the past!"

His voice is full of strong confidence.

"Hey, then I will teach you another trick, and let you spend another ten years to figure out how to crack it"

Qinglong laughed and shot with both hands!