"Hahaha, but what's the use of this? In the end, it's not all in vain, but it did me Liu Zilin a big favor...

"Old sir, the only thing you did wrong was not to reveal Dingjian's real name to this girl too early. There is no impermeable wall in the world.

"But then again, you probably didn't expect that this little girl would come to die with Ouyang Lianghan today. You were so angry at the time and pretended not to care on your face, but you probably killed Ouyang Lianghan on the spot.

The heart is there.

"Later, I was kind enough to give Wei Shaoxuan the 'Hanshi' sword technique. It seemed that I wanted him to take advantage of it to give you face and send this girl down the mountain honestly. But I didn't expect that he was also an ungrateful person... Tsk, tsk, tsk.

"Idiots, they are all idiots. The lottery Wei Shaoxuan asked for that day was really interesting. Anyone who harms a female celebrity would just make wedding clothes for others... Haha."

Liu Zilin turned his head and ordered his subordinates to draw their swords and be on guard. Protected by the people around him, Liu Zilin concentrated on opening the blood-stained Buddhist scripture in his arms.

I saw that the Buddhist scriptures were filled with translation annotations. They were translated into Sanskrit in advance after Liu Zian got it a few days ago. It was another "harmer of female beauty".

Liu Zilin chuckled lowly while chanting the sword formula.

Ouyang Rong's cold voice came: "Have you forgotten something, Liu Zilin."

Liu Zilin glanced at Ouyang Rong, then looked in the direction of the sword shop down the mountain. He raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly towards his subordinates.

"Go to the middle and wait until I have inspected the goods and nodded before letting you go."

"Yes." Two servants in green escorted Ah Qing and slowly stepped forward to the position between Ouyang Rong and Liu Zilin, waiting for the latter's next move.

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and lowered his eyes for the time being.

Liu Zilin no longer looked at Ouyang Lianghan. He carefully held the blue butterfly paper flowers in one hand, opened the Buddhist scriptures with the other, and whispered the formula carefully in his mouth.

In fact, there was one thing he didn't remind Ouyang Lianghan.

The sword holder is connected to the tripod sword, just like the fairy's flying sword in mythology. It can easily pick off the enemy's head within a certain range.

Ouyang Lianghan and this girl named Ah Qing were killed in just one thought.

This is the sword holder of the mythical Jumai!

Liu Zilin tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth.

The next moment, everything was ready and the chanting of the formula was completed. The third young master of the Liu family calmly closed the Buddhist scriptures, stared at the blue butterfly paper flower, and gently spit out its two-character true name:

"Craftsman, make."

The whole place was silent.

Only in front of everyone...

Everything is business as usual.

The expected scene of Dingjian appearing did not happen.

Of course, there may be another explanation - the tripod sword will become invisible and only wise people can see it.

It's a pity that a certain third young master of the Liu family has never heard of the story of the emperor's new clothes, and is not stupid enough to believe it.

Liu Zilin's old face was stunned. He called out several times and remained silent. The next moment, his entire face turned the color of pig's liver visibly.

"Asshole! Liar!"

The blue butterfly paper flower fell hard to the soil. Liu Zilin rushed forward like a madman, grabbed Ah Qing's collar and shouted at her:

"You fucking lied to me!"

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Are you crazy?"

"You dare to play tricks on me!" Liu Zilin drew his sword, "Ouyang Lianghan, you broke your promise and lied to me first! This is not a tripod sword at all, it is just a broken flower!"

Ouyang Rong was speechless and was about to speak.

"Mingfu!"

In the woods behind him, the shouts of Yan Liulang and others could be heard in the distance, and a group of police officers appeared, rushing to support them.

Ouyang Rong secretly said something bad: "Stop! Don't come!"

He quickly turned his head, and sure enough, Liu Zilin's eyes were full of anger and he almost burst out: "You secretly called for help!?"

"No, I..." Ouyang Rong had no time to defend.

"ah--!"

A long sword penetrated straight through the delicate palm of the delicate girl and the wet black soil under the palm.

"You! Liu Zilin, how dare you!" Ouyang Rong was suddenly angry.

"What dare I not do! You despicable and cunning person! If I fight with you, no one will survive!"

The third young man of the Liu family, who was once called the "Crazy Tiger", was furious and roared. He rummaged through Ah Qing's sleeves and found only a bunch of oily paper bags that were in the way. He opened them hurriedly and found that they only contained two pieces of cold oil.

Sesame cake, nothing else.

Liu Zilin was so angry that he threw two sesame cakes on the ground and stamped on them angrily: "How dare you fool me!"

Ah Qing knelt on his knees, his hands full of blood, but he tried his best to pull out his hands, crawled to his mouth, tremblingly picked up the crumbs of sesame cake, and beat his feet:

"Don't step on my brother's cake..."

Ouyang Rong's heart was as sharp as a knife.

But the more he was in this chaotic and impulsive moment, his shoulders suddenly relaxed, his face returned to calm, and he nodded towards Ah Qing:

"Ah Qing, don't hide it, tell the truth."

"Truth? What truth!" Liu Zilin, who was panting with red eyes, couldn't help frowning and paused for a moment.

Ah Qing also looked dumbfounded.

Ouyang Rong said seriously: "Ah Qing, have you forgotten? The old gentleman gave you two gifts last time, and you gave one to me at dinner."

There was a sudden silence on the field.

"Where is the other one?" Liu Zilin was ecstatic.

"Master, I don't understand what you are saying. The old uncle is not..."

Ouyang Rong spoke firmly and interrupted directly:

"Silly girl, you have nothing to hide. Didn't you let me choose last time? I thought this paper flower was too cheap, so I didn't take it and took away another expensive-looking thing.

"Now that I think about it, I don't have sword art, so why should I hide it?"

"Ouyang Lianghan, you are so greedy!" Liu Zilin laughed angrily.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and said a little embarrassedly to Liu Zilin:

"That thing, I really didn't expect to be Ding Jian's 'pretentious thing' before. I'm sorry to disturb your plan.

"Besides, please calm down and stop looking around suspiciously. My junior sister is not here. Don't waste time. Let Ah Qing go immediately. I'll take you there. I'll be her hostage. You should believe me this time."

Bar."

Liu Zilin frequently looked sideways at the woods behind Ouyang Rong. At this moment, he retracted his gaze, narrowed his eyes, and quickly calmed down.

"Where is it?" he asked.

"It's in... an underground palace."

Ouyang Rong chuckled.
Chapter completed!