Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 69 Killing with a Borrowed Knife (Part 3)
Lin Su bowed slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty! This matter needs to start thousands of years ago. Thousands of years ago, the previous Dragon Lord died in battle, and the West Sea Dragon Palace was faced with a leaderless situation. There were only two people who were qualified to succeed the Dragon Lord. The Dragon Prince at that time, the current Dragon Lord, and the second one, of course, is you!"

"Nonsense!" Long Dingtian said in a deep voice, "I am aiming to reproduce the ancient dragon power, so where is the Little West Sea? Everyone knows this ambition!"

"You may really think so, but he doesn't think so!" Lin Su said: "He knows that he is far less capable than you, and his prestige is not as good as yours. If you don't die, how can he be a king with peace of mind? So, he and The Bing Sheng reached an agreement in private to lead you into the inland, and use the hands of the Bing Sheng to kill you!"

The light of the longan in the sky suddenly flourished!

Lin Su's heart beat wildly.

These words are bold, not only spreading rumors, but also including Bing Sheng, Bing Sheng old man, I am here to get out of trouble, facing the danger of life and death, you old man, don't be angry, you even gave me Wengen, I am also considered Your disciple from the next generation, if your disciple made a mistake, it’s okay for you to beat up your ass, don’t kill me directly...

"You said he reached an agreement with Bing Sheng? Even if he is so shameless, how can Bing Sheng act like this?"

Lin Su's chance has come, a chance to cleanse the Bing Sheng...

Lin Sudao: "To be disrespectful, you, Dragon Lord, are a generation of pride in the Dragon Clan, but in the eyes of the Human Clan, you are the biggest threat. You can kill this big threat in the bud, and at the same time use your head to deter Hai Clan, calm down the world, why not do it? Bing Sheng is proficient in strategy and has a big picture in his chest. How can he miss this opportunity? Doesn’t everything after that confirm his old man’s judgment? The sea agreement was successfully signed, and the human race was at peace! Can you say that Bing Sheng is a lowly man? No! He has great strategy and great wisdom, and he has the power to set the world in the world!"

Did you hear me, Bing Sheng, I cleared you up, there is no reason to kill me now, right?

There is fear in the eyes of the dead fish, Your Majesty Long Jun, let me speak quickly, this kid is too poisonous...

"Don't you believe me? Your Majesty!" Lin Su's voice became leisurely.

"What evidence do you have?"

"Haha... Evidence!" Lin Su looked up to the sky with a smile and said, "The Sage of Bing wrote a book on the art of war and put your examples into one plan. Who knows the high-ranking military strategists in the temple? Do you want me to recite it to you? ?”

The dead fish was stunned.

Lord Long was also stunned, and wrote their case into the Art of War?
"Back it!"

"This article is about the 36 strategies of 'borrowing swords to kill people'!" Lin Su said: "Sheng Yun: There are many changes in one strategy, and there is no consensus. Ask for it, with my sword, the enemy is known, the friend is not yet determined, there is Fu, Yuanji, no blame, you can be chaste, and the benefits will go..."

These words are false and true, some are true and some are false, such as "Mountains have impermanent potential, water has impermanent shape... The enemy is known, and the friend is not yet determined", it is exactly Sun Tzu's Art of War, and the rest is the original text of the Book of Changes, But the previous Nu River battle was his private goods.

Lord Wudaolong was shocked!

The things he memorized are in the same line with the way of Bing Sheng, and they are extremely profound. Based on his knowledge, he can directly identify them as the original works of Bing Sheng. Otherwise, how could such a brat of the human race fabricate such great words?

What happened back then is real!The saints have written in the holy scriptures, can it be faked?Who can make such a fake?Who dares to make it?
What a Longi!
What a great plan!
Thousands of years ago, you asked me to give up the Dao of Tongtian and return to the West Sea to help in the war. I also had doubts at the time. I have made it clear to you that I will never compete for the position of Dragon Lord, but you still want to put me to death!
The abyss of no way, trapped for thousands of years, all arose because of you, a thief!

hateful!

hateful!

Long Jun let out a roar, and the eyes of the dead fish beside Lin Su exploded, and he couldn't even confront Lin Su...

While Lin Su's heart relaxed, he suddenly tightened. This Dragon Lord's murderous spirit is very tyrannical. He has taken the knife from the people of the Dragon Palace in the West Sea. What will he do next?
With his pissing nature of slaughtering hundreds of millions of people, why does he feel that his head may be taken off at any time?

In the silence, the light and shadow in front of Lin Su changed, and the voice of Lord Long came from his ear: "I will not kill you, I will imprison you for 3000 years!"

My day!You still kill me...

The next moment, Lin Su was in a courtyard with green trees and red flowers, rippling blue waves, a red pavilion like a cover, and a gentle breeze...

Could it be that Lord Long changed his mind and sent me back to Quzhou Water Village?
As soon as he raised his head, the excitement in his heart vanished in an instant, the sky was still pale, and Wudaoyuan was still here. The most direct expression was that his literary power and martial arts power were all gone, and he became a master. For a scholar who has no strength to bind a chicken, every breath of air is the dissolution of his cultivation.

Long Jun, I have eight generations of your ancestors!

Do you know how hard I practice martial arts?Do you know how hard it is to copy poems?In order to practice martial arts, even An Ye tricked her into bed. Do you know how hard it is?

You imprisoned me here, I worked so hard for several months, isn't it for nothing?
His spirit sank between his brows, with relief and disappointment at the same time.

What is gratifying is that the literary world is not broken, what is lost is that there is a layer of inhuman power surrounding the literary world, and he can't even get in touch with the literary world.

His mind sank into his dantian, and Lin Su's real anger rose from his heart, and the evil came to his gallbladder. The real Qi dragon in his body was gone, and only one eye remained. He returned from Wuji to Wuzong, and this really The pneumothorax is also dying, and it seems that it will close at any time.

It is estimated that in a few days, he will retreat from the realm of Wu Zong to a martial artist...

People practice martial arts to get higher and higher, but he is getting lower and lower...

At this moment, there was a burst of singing and singing. Lin Su raised his eyes and saw a long corridor next door. On the long corridor, a group of women surrounded a little beauty. The little beauty's skin was as white as jade, and her temperament was elegant. She is absolutely beautiful, but her purple hair and two small bumps on her forehead show that she is an outlier.

"Princess Seven, the Nu Lotus will only bloom on September 9th, and there are still a few days left. What are you here to see today?" asked a strange-looking maid.This maid has a very slender waist and a dark face, but when her waist is twisted, she still has a unique style.

"The Dao Gate is opened, and the Nu He is opened. The two are synchronized. This year I am an adult. I can take advantage of the time when the Dao Gate opens to see the outside world. I can't see Nu He. Let's look at the buds first."

"The outside world..." The faces of the maids were full of envy: "Princess, can you take us to see it too? I have never seen the outside world before."

"I haven't seen it either. I heard from my father that the mountains outside are the same as the mountains here, and the water is also the same as the water here. But there are human beings outside, and they are very cunning."

"Princess, don't say that, the queen is a human race! Be careful that she won't be happy when she hears..."

"That's what my father said. I didn't say that. My mother told me a long time ago that there are bad people and good people in the human race. It's not what my father said. My father didn't dare to speak in front of my mother." Saying this..."

Words came along with the wind and reached Lin Su who was hiding behind the pillar.

The calculator in his brain started up again...

Living in Wudaoyuan, his cultivation is getting lower step by step, and his strength can be reduced by taking a breath of air. Relying on fighting, relying on flying knives, relying on poetry, relying on Dragon Lord to show kindness...

None of them could save his life.

But now there seems to be a chance.

Lord Wudao Dragon is truly the pride of heaven. Others fall into the Abyss of Wudao, which means death. Fortunately, he not only survived, but also became the overlord of the Abyss of Wudao. He even found a wife and gave birth to a bunch of children. Forcibly turning Wudaoyuan, which is not to be approached by strangers, into his kingdom.

Someone has a chance.

If you can't break through Lord Long, I'll break through your daughter!
It may be difficult for other daughters to break through. Your daughter is so tall that she has never been out of Dalian Wudaoyuan. Isn't she a blank slate?
If I can't fool a little cabbage like her, I won't be called Da Cang... shit stirrer!

How to lie?

Recite poems?

No, this little girl probably doesn't even know what poetry is, how can she know the beauty of poetry?

Maybe only... tell a story!

The story is good, the story is wonderful, no one doesn't like to listen to stories, especially girls who are deep in the abyss, have never seen the outside world, and basically have zero entertainment, how could they not like stories?No matter how low her education level is, is it lower than a three-year-old child?A three-year-old also needs parents to tell fairy tales to lull him to sleep, okay?
Isn't there a classic legend in the fairy tale world?

If a king wanted to kill someone, that person would tell the king a story, one story a day, and if the king wanted to hear the story, he would not kill him. After telling the story for a thousand and one nights, he escaped from the king's butcher knife abruptly.

Now, I seem to be facing this situation. Lord Long may see through his lies at any time, and may kill him at any time. He needs a firm ally to protect him. Why should he protect him?I can only tell stories, as long as your story is exciting enough, she won't want you to die...

After making up her mind, Lin Su didn't plan to use fairy tales anymore. The little princess has already grown up, so fairy tales are not safe.

Then go straight to the trump card!
Begin to chant: "The light of West Lake is as clear as a mirror, with the autumn moon and spring breeze, the mountains and rivers are still there in the past and the present, and the shadows of the pagodas are in the sky. There are so many ghosts and ghosts. It is said that old children, don't doubt the "Beautiful" category. "Qi Dong", gossip and nonsense listening, talk to imitate the lords..."

The song "Linjiang Immortal" is so beautiful that it seems to open a magical curtain in an instant.

The Seventh Princess and the maids turned their heads at the same time, and they saw a boy in white sitting in another pavilion ten meters away from them, holding something in his hand, reciting poems.

"Who is it..." A maid just spoke, Seventh Princess waved her hand lightly, seeming to catch her voice, the sound wave didn't reach here at all.

As if Lin Su didn't realize it, he stared at a small wooden turtle in his hand and said, "Xiaoyao, brother once promised you that he would finish telling you the story of "Legend of the White Snake". Now that brother has been reduced to this point, he will not be able to return home in this lifetime. Tell the story to the little turtle, if one day, the little turtle can roll back to your side, let it tell you..."

Several women looked at each other.

Who is he?
He was imprisoned here. He had an appointment with his sister and wanted to tell her a story. Now he couldn’t go back, so he told the story to the little turtle that his sister gave him. I hope that one day, the turtle will be able to tell this story. Bring it to my sister...

Why are their eye sockets wet all of a sudden?
(End of this chapter)