- Regardless of male or female, I am superior to everyone in the world. With the sunflower in my hand, I own the world.
Chu Yu and the demon sword's real body, the old ghost who vomited blood, performed a prelude, which made everyone present look at each other for a moment. They were not surprised by what the two people were going to show next, but they were just surprised by the tone of the old ghost who vomited blood at this time. 'arrive.
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" Cold jokes are also jokes. It's as rare as asking Comrade Tang Monk to go to the hospital to tell a joke to such a devilish old man who vomits blood. Coupled with the ferocious and serious tone, it makes people even more laughable.
Seeing this, Chen Xiaoming shook his head and smiled in his heart: It seems that instead of saying that Chu Yu is happy today, it is better to say that the old ghost who vomited blood was too excited today.
The expressions of several people were different. The old ghost who vomited blood seemed to be really over-excited. He didn't even lose his temper. He just ignored them and roared "Ouch".
This roar could not be said to be deafening, but it seemed to make the library shake. The sword body of the giant heavy sword was red, and the sword was vomiting blood. The old ghost beast looked ferocious, and actually spit out a cold light from its mouth.
The cold light is solid, rapid and sharp, and shoots out, making people feel cold in their hearts.
Of course, there is no need to worry about being injured by this cold light, because the target of the cold light is not people.
I saw the cold light drawing out a straight line, but what it hit was a book on the bookshelf. BD's cold light didn't seem to have high lethality, let alone any penetrating ability. Although it hit the book, the book was not penetrated through a hole. Instead, it seemed to be alive, trembling and shaking desperately, and finally pounced. With a loud sound, it fell from the bookshelf and fell straight to the ground.
However, this was not over yet. The cold light suddenly turned red, and the book that had fallen on the ground was surrounded by layers. The red light became more and more intense. Not only was the color already as enchanting as fire, but the scope was also getting larger and larger.
The red light danced wildly, and in an instant, the library turned into a hell-like prison of books.
However, the most terrifying thing is certainly not these,
It¡¯s the monster that crawled out of the book
The solemn library, which should be solemn, majestic, quiet and fresh, is now dyed with a coquettish blood red. The books are like fairies in the fire, crumbling in the red light. But those huge bookshelves were like giants, surrounding everyone ferociously in this bloody world, making people tremble in their hearts.
But in this trembling library, the most monstrous thing is not these, but the stranger who appears from nowhere or when, but just stands quietly.
No one has ever seen him. When I first looked at him, I felt the cold air was overwhelming. He stood quietly on the ground, as if Guanyin was alive, beautiful and clear.
This man is holding a needle in his hand, embroidering dragons and weaving phoenixes. He is so charming that it is impossible to distinguish between male and female.
That charming look and the softness of her hair give her a masculine air.
"The world is full of turmoil in my generation, and as soon as I enter the world, the years rush me; while talking and laughing about the emperor's hegemony, I can't bear the intoxication of life.
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I shed blood and beheaded myself for the people of the world, but how many people in the world will remember me? In fact, it¡¯s not me who is disappointed, but the whole world
Who called me out?
"Why do you need to call me out, you heartless people of the world?"
After the demon recited an opening poem, he officially appeared on the stage. He looked at the people around him with a pair of almond-shaped eyes. His aura was not angry or intimidating, but just
"This kind of accentit can't be it." Chen Xiaoming's teeth were trembling.
"No way." Liuli couldn't believe it. She wanted to call this person's name several times, but she opened her mouth and finally didn't dare to say anything.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Chen Xiaoming and Liuli hesitate to speak, Wen suddenly felt a little confused. He looked at the sudden appearance of the weirdo carefully and said inexplicably, "Chu Yu, what did you do? How did you make up a child?" , don¡¯t you know how to do magic?
But let¡¯s not talk about that for now, why is this kid dressed like this, so perverted? "
Liuli nodded stiffly, her beauty was gone when she spoke, and her voice seemed to be trembling, "Yes, it's a pervert.
No, of course it¡¯s not just a pervert.
If you guessed it right, if it is really that person
"Oh, no, no, how is this possible?"
Chen Xiaoming also did not directly answer Wen's question. His face was extremely ugly, and he even looked at Chu Yu with some fear. His voice was cold and stern without any gentleness, "Chu Yu, what on earth did you do?
Don¡¯t you know who it is?
But no, although the temperament is definitely it, how can it look like this.
"Come on, tell me, what is going on?"
Chen Xiaoming¡¯s eyes were full of all kinds of weird thingsHe and Liuli both recognized this person's identity.
That¡¯s right
Regardless of male or female, I am superior to everyone in the world. With the sunflower in my hand, I have the world.
This neither male nor female monster, holding an embroidery needle, is not the Invincible Dongfang, but who could he be?
But if it was Dongfang Bubai, how could it have the figure of a child? Even regardless of gender, Dongfang Bubai should be at least an adult, and he is not a bastard in the Eight Desolations. I have never heard that the "Sunflower Book" can make people age backward.
Yes, in the bloody light, a strange thing happened that made everyone laugh from ear to ear. In the book that fell on the ground, a person actually stood up.
This person is a child, only one meter tall, and with a childish face, he looks only 5-6 years old.
But although its face is childish, its expression is very adult, and its pair of eyes that look down on the world make it impossible to underestimate it, and it also feels unspeakable contradiction.
The child¡¯s sharp voice, tone and appearance all resembled Dongfang Bubai, the king of the shemales in Swordsman and the Three Gay Friends, which was really hard to believe.
Chu Yu did not answer immediately, but remained motionless with a half-smile. This made Chen Xiaoming and the others look at each other for a moment, somewhat unsure of Chu Yu's intentions.
After a while, when no one spoke, the cute shemale child seemed very unhappy. He flicked his sleeves, snorted, "It's so unreasonable," and then turned into a wisp of smoke and returned to the book.
As the child disappeared, the book swayed and returned to calm, and the library also lost all its red light, returning to its original depth and tranquility.
The shemale child came and went even faster. Only the arrogant setting poem was still in my ears, and the lingering sound made people shiver.
Everyone was a little overwhelmed and looked at Chu Yu, hoping that the girl would give them a reasonable explanation.
The Demon Sword had been bandaged again while several people were in a daze. Chu Yu hugged the Demon Sword, walked over, leaned over and picked up the book, "I know you want to ask about the title of this book.
You must all guess that this person is smiling proudly.
You are wrong, this is not Swordsman, but a later fan book Swordsman: Dongfang Bubai. It¡¯s so well written, the main character is¡¡±