chewing dragon

Chapter 111 Raw Arm
The next moment, the stove in the pavilion changed from red Mu Xin to Deng Fuqing.

The wooden-carved old man's log-colored skin began to flush slightly, as if a patient with a sallow complexion finally had blood on his face.

Flames suddenly rose from the originally empty sleeves, and scorched black smoke emerged from it, which was immediately blown away by the river wind passing through the pavilion.

In the flames and black smoke, countless slender branches grew rapidly from Deng Fuqing's shoulders, intertwined with each other, and turned into two skinny arms in an instant.

This woodcarved old man with a yellowish tinge all over his body is already complete with all four limbs, his arms, two palms, and ten fingers are fully formed, and he looks more like a person than when he came here with a sword.

He slowly raised his two palms in front of him, his eyes rolled left and right, and he moved his fingers very jerky, with a cheerful smile on his face.

"Happy!"

Deng Fuqing laughed loudly, and suddenly stretched his right arm horizontally, grasping the hilt of the wooden sword beside him.

A bright yellow flame ignited from the hilt of the sword and quickly spread upwards.

In the raging flames, the flying sword named "Bitao" was obviously made of wood, but it was not damaged at all, but there was also scorched black smoke coming out.

The simple and unadorned wooden sword trembled suddenly, and there was a clear sound of the sword, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the sky outside the pavilion, and it wanted to go straight to the sky.

Deng Fuqing was caught off guard, her skinny body was taken up from her seat, her upper body was tilted backwards, only her left foot remained on the floor, and the stool under her buttocks was knocked flying.

"Duh!"

The woodcarved old man scolded, tightly clenched the hilt with the five fingers of his right hand, and at the same time pulled it downwards forcefully, his body stopped the upward rush, and leaned crookedly in a strange posture of a golden rooster independent, deadlocking Feijian Bitao on the spot.

He giggled, glanced sideways from the corner of his eye, suddenly stretched out his empty left hand, and grabbed the wine glass on the table in front of him.

His fingers are all freshmen, they are actually not flexible, they can't be seen when he holds the sword hilt with his right hand, but his left hand shows his original shape when he grabs the wine glass.

A few fingers were crooked and staggered, and tremblingly raised the wine glass, and then spent a long time, stretching the neck, twisting the shoulders, and finally put the wine glass upright, with the mouth facing the sky.

The wine glass was empty, and the woodcarved old man was in high spirits, full of madness, and let out a long laugh: "Here comes the wine!"

Jiao Yulang immediately rose up upon hearing the sound and poured a full glass for Deng Fuqing.

Looking at the wine glass that was too full, Deng Fuqing, who was still tilting his body, glanced at Xiao Wazi, bent his left arm with difficulty, and tremblingly brought the wine glass to his lips. During the process, his wrist suddenly shook uncontrollably, More than half of the wine in the glass was thrown out immediately.

Deng Fuqing's complexion changed, and he quickly opened his mouth to inhale. Whether it was the spilled wine or the rest of the glass, a full glass of Emperor Gao wine finally entered his mouth.

"happy!"

After drinking a glass of wine, the wood carving old man laughed loudly, threw the wine glass at Xiao Wazi, his whole body was full of breath.

With a shake of his right arm, the bright yellow flame on Betaojian's body suddenly faded, turning into pale yellow bright sword light, and a faint fragrance mixed with floral and woody fragrance spread out.

Deng Fuqing released the five fingers of her right hand, and Bitao in her hand immediately let out a joyful cry and flew away, circled the Jiangxin Pavilion a few times, and then flew back to her master, standing in the air as before.

Deng Fuqing straightened her crooked body, raised her right foot back to the floor, and stood straight on the spot, then turned her head and gave Jiao Yulang a look: "You little brat looks clever, but I don't think you have a solid eye!"

Jiao Yulang smiled awkwardly, who would have thought that a great master of the third realm could not even hold a wine glass steady, so who can he ask for reason?

Deng Fuqing ignored him, turned to look at Qi Jingzhi again, and said leisurely: "Cao Jiangzhi is mainly retreating to recuperate his wounds and rebuild his foundation, so we don't want to lick our faces here, eat and drink, and have to wait for the master to see off the guests." Are you chasing someone? I'll wait for you on the shore!"

Before the words were finished, the woodcarving old man had already stood up, without leaving a word of farewell, and left with his sword.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang looked at each other, and then both looked at Zhu Yihou Zhu Zhe who was sitting beside him.

But in this moment of hard work, the original fiery red beard and hair of the Lord of Cao Jiang had dimmed a lot, and there was even a hint of youthfulness faintly.

Before the other party could open his mouth, Qi Jingzhi bowed and saluted first: "Thank you, senior, for pointing out the way to cross the catastrophe!"

Zhu Yihou sat still, smiled slightly at the young man, and he was full of energy when he spoke, without any signs of weakness: "A few words, benefit without cost, really nothing!"

He raised his finger and pointed to his chest, and the smile on his face became even stronger: "As the saying goes, the east corner of the lost, the mulberry elm harvested. The strange situation of Zhu tonight has never been seen in more than a hundred years! Such a great opportunity, how can we know that it is not two people? The blessing brought by this little friend?"

"Unfortunately, as brother Deng said, it is really inconvenient for Zhu to entertain guests right now, so he had to say goodbye to the two little friends first. We will meet again in Jianghu in the future, and it will not be too late to continue the Caojiang night banquet!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yihou stretched out his robe sleeves, and the dragon claws in the cabin below immediately stretched out, stretching towards the shore, like a green arch bridge.

The whole painting boat also turned and sailed towards the shore.

"Since that's the case, the juniors will bid farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Jingzhi took Jiao Yulang to the Dragon Claw Arch Bridge without any further hesitation.

The two walked quickly to the back of the claw, and seeing that the shore was not far away, they immediately jumped and jumped onto the shore.

"The water mansion is barren and the rivers and lakes are far away. Talk about offering a bag of emperor's ointment to strengthen the two little friends!"

Zhu Yihou's voice came from afar, and two wine bags flew out of the boat and landed directly on Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang.

The two turned around when they heard the sound, and each raised their hands to catch the wine bag, only to see that most of the green dragon claws had retracted into the cabin, a huge vortex appeared in the middle of the river, and the boat sank slowly, before disappearing on the river surface .

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, he had heard too many confidential things about this marquis tonight, so he had to keep his heart in suspense all the time.

"Hey, in the future, he will reconcile yin and yang, fade away the fire veins, and his appearance will definitely change drastically. He will also rely on the name of the descendant of the Feilong clan to compete for the position of Sidu, so there is no need to hide many things from others, and there is no need to silence him! "

Deng Fuqing stepped on the flying sword and green peach, and stood by Qi Jingzhi's side in the air: "Speaking of which, who are you, the master of the Xuandu temple? The Feng family of Xianyushan actually recruited a Qi family with the surname Jiang as their disciple. If I hadn't seen the knife you made with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it!"

Qi Jingzhi turned to face Deng Fuqing, and said bluntly: "What this junior is studying is indeed a fragment of a volume called "Xianyu Jing". Where else, there is no chance to meet the Xuandu Guanzhu that the senior said."

Hearing this, the wood carving old man sneered: "If you change someone else, I'm afraid you will really hide it! Xianyu Mountain is not an ordinary family. Without the permission of Xuandu Guanzhu, no one in this world can use "Xianyu Mountain" The Feather Classic achieves the heart and bones!"

　I drank too much today, I will post a 2K chapter first, and I will make up later.

　　
　
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