martial arts, novelist

Chapter 225 Borrowing the Head

The atmosphere in the lobby was frozen.

Situ Hong hurriedly said: "The envoy, don't be angry, this little Li Fei knife is just a fiction in the book, no matter how powerful it is, how can it compare to the noble palace master."

Wusheng Messenger chuckled: "It's still you, the master of the Shenwei Hall, who can speak. If these words fall into the ears of the palace master, he will definitely like him."

Lu Si was about to leave with someone, but was stopped by Ying Wanli.

"Did I say let you go?"

The Inanimate Messenger spoke sharply.

"What else do you have to teach me?"

Lu Si asked.

The Wusheng messenger said: "I don't like what you said just now. But the palace lord really likes that novel, and there is still a need for a storyteller by my side. I heard that your book is good. From now on, my palace lord will Serve by your side."

A wait just came down.

Ying Wanli's sword light flashed, and the flying dragon sword was as delicate as a flying dragon, turning into dots of cold light and covering his whole body.

Lu Si tapped his finger lightly, only to hear a few dangdang sounds, and the sword light was flicked away by his fingers.

Ying Wanli's complexion changed, and the flying dragon sword became fiercer and faster. The light of the sword was as fast as a flying dragon, and it was unpredictable and unpredictable.

Lu Si stood still, just flicking his fingers repeatedly, which prevented Jian Guang from making an inch of progress.

Suddenly he snapped his hand and caught the Flying Dragon Sword in the midst of the heavy sword light.

With a flick of his fingers, the blade of the sword groaned softly, and he couldn't help but praise it.

"It's a good sword."

"It's just that it's a pity that such a good sword is in your hands."

He flicked his backhand, and the long sword turned into a cold light, and it stabbed directly at the opponent's feet. Half of the sword body was submerged in the bluestone, and it was still trembling endlessly.

Ying Wanli felt as if struck by lightning, and stared blankly at the Flying Dragon Sword on the ground. Although he only used one hand just now, he couldn't force the opponent back half a step, and was even taken away by him. This martial art has far exceeded his imagination. .

The people around were also amazed, this Ying Wanli was definitely not mediocre, and the Flying Dragon Sword in his hand was even more extraordinary.

But the strength of the opponent can't force this person to take half a step back. This kind of martial arts is really incredible. No wonder the ability defeated the six sects of Tongzhou.

"Good good!"

Wusheng Messenger saw it, instead of being surprised, he laughed loudly: "You have this kind of martial arts, if the Palace Master sees it, he will be even happier."

Everyone's eyelids twitched as they watched, the people in Wusheng Palace were really mentally abnormal.

Lu Si was very angry and laughed back: "You are so sure that I will go to your Wusheng Palace?"

Wusheng Envoy laughed and said: "The person I want in Wusheng Palace, no one in Quanzhou dares to refuse. Even if you have extraordinary strength, you are nothing but worth mentioning in front of my palace lord."

The words are full of fanaticism towards his palace master.

Lu Si was silent for a moment, and said leisurely.

"Lu Mou really wants to see the methods of the noble Palace Master."

Wusheng envoy said disdainfully: "If you see the methods of my palace master, you will know what is the light of the firefly and how can it compete with the bright moon!"

This sentence can be called arrogance, but thinking of the Mistress of Wusheng Palace, maybe the other party really has the capital of such arrogance.

At this moment, Tian Chong said anxiously.

"This envoy, I was ordered by Wusheng Palace to send something to Shenwei Hall. Now that thing has been delivered, I wonder if it can cure the poison of Wusheng on us."

Just now when he and the others saw the people from Wusheng Palace coming, they were all happy in their hearts.

He thought that since the people from Wusheng Palace came, they would definitely be able to undo the poison on them.

It's just that they have been unable to intervene just now, and they didn't have a chance to speak until now.

Wusheng Messenger saw a few people and said with a smile.

"I know a few of you, and you have done a big thing for my Wusheng Palace. For the sake of your obedience, I will give you the antidote."

After all, he took out a few pills and threw them over.

Tian Chong and the others were overjoyed and thanked again and again.

"Thank you messenger, thank you messenger."

He didn't pay attention to the pity of the people in Wanli.

Just as he was swallowing the pills in one gulp, a gust of finger wind suddenly struck, crushing several pills into powder in an instant.

"Shopkeeper Lu's you?"

When Tian Chong saw Lu Si who shot, he was shocked and puzzled. He didn't know why this person suddenly shot and smashed their antidote.

Lu Si said lightly: "This thing is poisonous, if Brother Tian and the others don't want to die quickly, you should not take it."

"What do you mean?"

"Is this antidote fake?"

Tian Chong and the others were astonished, almost unbelievable.

But they couldn't think that this person would lie to them. If this person really wanted to harm them, he could have done it before.

"Messenger, what's going on?"

Tian Chong couldn't help but trembled and asked the other party.

The Wusheng envoy sneered and said, "Just because you want the antidote for my Wusheng Palace? For people like you, I can have as much Wusheng Palace as I want. If it weren't for the fact that you can handle things, I will Nor will you be given death."

As soon as these words came out, everyone didn't know that the antidote mentioned by the other party just now was not an antidote at all, but a poison!
Once swallowed, I am afraid that he will be killed on the spot immediately.

For a moment, I couldn't help but feel chills in my heart, this Wusheng Palace is really sinister enough to do things.

The faces of Tian Chong and the others were as white as snow, their bodies swayed, and they almost fell to the ground.

I don't want them to work so hard to deliver this thing, but in the end they still can't escape death.

In the eyes of the other party, they were nothing more than ants. If Lu Si hadn't acted in time, they might have died by now.

"Seeing that you are still useful, I pretended I didn't see the attack just now. If you can't win the Palace Master's favor in the future, then I will let you also taste the pain of the inanimate poison!"

Wusheng envoy turned his head and reprimanded Lu Si, as if he had decided on him.

Erxiong Qishan was furious and was about to strike.

Lu Si stretched out his hand to stop the two of them, and smiled lightly.

"Lu Mou wants to see the dignity of your palace master, but I'm afraid it won't be now."

"What do you mean? Do you want to disobey my orders from Wu Sheng Palace?"

Wusheng Envoy's gaze sharpened, with a trace of viciousness: "Do you know the fate of offending my Wusheng Palace?"

Lu Si laughed: "I don't know what will happen if I offend Wusheng Palace, but I agree with what you said just now."

"What?"

The Inanimate Messenger was stunned for a moment.

"You just said that you don't like what I said. In fact, how could I be happy with what you said. "

Lu Si spoke lightly.

The Inanimate Messenger looked embarrassed: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just want to borrow your head."

Lu Si spoke softly, stepped forward, and he was in front of the other party in an instant.

"not good!"

"careful!"

Ying Wanli's four people turned pale in shock, and immediately attacked each other regardless of other things. They all had the poison of lifelessness in their bodies. If this one was killed, they might not be able to escape the pain of the poison of lifelessness in this life.

Ying Wanli didn't have time to take out the sword, and pointed at Lu Si as a sword, stabbing at Lu Si.

The other three also used their own methods. These three were able to be favored by the Wusheng Palace. In fact, they all have good martial arts, and some of them are not even under the Flying Dragon Sword in terms of fame.

The three of them punched or palmed, and the four joined forces in an instant. Even Situ Hong, the master of the Shenwei Hall, could only avoid his sharp edge.

(End of this chapter)