Great Blue Night Watchman

Lin Su bowed slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty! This matter needs to start from a thousand years ago. Thousands of years ago, the previous Dragon Lord died on the battlefield. The West Sea Dragon Palace was faced with a leaderless situation. There were only two people qualified to take over as Dragon Lord. One was The then Dragon Prince is now the Dragon Lord, and the second one is, of course, you!"

"Nonsense!" Long Dingtian said in a deep voice: "I am determined to recreate the power of the ancient dragon, but where is Xiaoxihai? This ambition is known to the world!"

"You may indeed think so, but he doesn't think so!" Lin Su said: "He knows that his ability is far inferior to yours, and his prestige is not as good as yours. How can he be the king with peace of mind if he cannot die? So, he and he The Soldier Saint has made a private agreement to lead you into the interior and massacre you with the Soldier Saint's hands!"

The longan's light in the sky suddenly flourished!

Lin Su's heart was beating wildly.

These words are so bold. They not only spread rumors, but also include the Soldier Saint. Old Soldier Saint, I am trying to get out of trouble. I am facing the danger of life and death. Don't be angry. You also gave me a literary root, so I am also included. Your next-generation disciple, if your disciple makes a mistake, it’s okay for you to give me a spanking, but don’t kill me directly...

"You said he reached an agreement with the Soldier Saint? Even if he is so shameless, how could the Soldier Saint do such a deed?"

Lin Su's opportunity has come, the opportunity to clear his name for the Soldier Saint...

Lin Sudao: "To be disrespectful, you Dragon Lord is a genius of the generation in the Dragon Clan, but in the eyes of the human race, you are the biggest threat. I can nip this big threat in the bud in one fell swoop, and at the same time use your head to intimidate you." The Sea Clan wants to pacify the whole world, why not do it? The Soldier Saint is proficient in strategy and has a big picture in mind, how can he miss this opportunity? Don't all subsequent events confirm his old man's judgment? You fell into Wudaoyuan, human being The Sea Agreement was successfully signed, and the human race was at peace! Can you say that the Soldier Saint is a bastard? No! He is a great strategy and great wisdom, and he has the power to set the cauldron in the world!"

You heard me, Soldier Saint, I helped you clear your name, there is no reason to kill me now, right?

There was fear in the dead fish eyes, Your Majesty Longjun, please let me speak quickly, this kid is too poisonous...

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

"Do you...have any evidence?"

"Haha...evidence!" Lin Su Yangtian smiled and said: "The Soldiers Saint wrote a book on the art of war and put your cases into a plan. Who knows about the high-ranking military strategists in the temple? Do you want me to recite it to you? ?”

Dead fish eyes were stunned.

Long Jun was also stunned and wrote their cases into the Art of War?

"Bring it on your back!"

"This chapter is the Thirty-six Stratagems of 'Killing with Borrowed Knife'!" Lin Su said: "Holy Cloud: One plan is subject to ever-changing changes, and there is no consensus. Mountains have no permanent shape, and water has no permanent shape. In the battle of Nujiang River, a hundred dragons gave their heads to the west. Hai Longzi asks for it, so he can borrow my sword. The enemy is clear, but the friend is not yet determined. He is prosperous, has good luck, is blameless, can be loyal, and has good fortune..."

These words are false and true, and may be true or false. For example, "Mountains are impermanent, and waters are impermanent... The enemy is known, but the friend is uncertain." It is out-and-out Sun Tzu's Art of War, and what follows is out-and-out the original text of the Book of Changes. But the battle ahead in the Nujiang River was his private goods.

Wudao Longjun was shocked!

What he carried was in the same vein as the Tao of the Soldier Saint, and was extremely profound. Based on his knowledge, he could directly identify it as the original work of the Soldier Saint. Otherwise, how could such a young boy from the human race fabricate such great principles?

What happened back then is confirmed! The saints have written them into the holy books, how can they be faked? Who can make such a fake? Who dares to build it?

What a Longji!

What a great plan!

Thousands of years ago, you asked me to give up the Heavenly Way and return to the West Sea to help in the war. I had my 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 kill me!

The abyss of lawlessness has been trapped for a thousand years, all because of this thief like you!

hateful!

hateful!

Long Jun roared, and the dead fish eyes around Lin Su exploded. He couldn't even confront Lin Su until he died...

Lin Su's heart relaxed and suddenly tightened at the same time. This Dragon Lord's murderous aura was very cruel. He had already stabbed someone from Xihai Dragon Palace. What would he do next?

With his habit of massacring hundreds of millions of people, how could he think that his head might slip off at any time?

In silence, the light and shadow in front of Lin Su changed, and Lord Long's voice came to his ears: "If I don't kill you, I will imprison you for three thousand years!"

My day! You'd better 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 canopy, and a gentle breeze...

Could it be that Mr. Long changed his mind and sent me back to Quzhou Water Village?

As soon as he raised his head, all the excitement in his heart disappeared in an instant. The sky was still that pale, and this place was still Wu Dao Abyss. The most direct manifestation was that his power in literature and martial arts was not at all, and he became a hand. For a scholar who has no strength, every breath of air dissolves his cultivation.

Mr. Long, I am the eighth generation of your family!

Do you know how hard I practice martial arts? Do you know how hard it is to copy poetry? In order to practice martial arts, you even lied to bed in the dark night. Do you know how hard you work?

You locked me up here. Isn’t my hard training for several months in vain?

His spirit sank between his brows, feeling both relieved and disappointed.

Fortunately, the literary world has not been broken. What is disappointing is that the literary world is surrounded by a layer of unruly power, and he cannot even get in touch with the literary world.

His mind sank into his Dantian, and Lin Su became truly angry and evil in his heart. The Zhenqi Dragon in his body was gone, leaving only one eye. He fought back from Wuji to Wuzong, and this was really The gas eye is also dead and seems to close at any time.

It is expected that in a few days, he will retreat from the martial arts realm to the martial arts master...

People practice martial arts and get higher and higher, while he gets lower and lower...

At this moment, a burst of singing and dancing came. Lin Su raised his eyes and saw a corridor next door. On the corridor, a group of women came over surrounded by a little beauty. The little beauty's skin was as white as jade and her temperament was elegant. She was truly a beauty, but her hair was purple and there were two small protrusions on her forehead, which showed that she was an anomaly.

"Seventh Princess, Nuhe will not open until September 19th. There are still several days left. What are you coming to see today?" asked a strange maid. This maid has a very thin waist and a dark face, but when her waist twists, she still has a unique charm.

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

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

"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 the same as the water here, but there are humans outside, and humans are very cunning."

"Princess, don't say that. The queen is from the human race! Be careful she won't be happy if she hears it..."

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

The words came with the wind and reached the ears of Lin Su who was hiding behind the pillar.

The calculator in his brain started again...

Living in the Abyss of Wu Dao, his cultivation level is getting lower and lower, and even taking a breath of air will make him lose strength again and again. He relies on fighting, flying knives, poetry, and the Dragon Lord to develop his kindness...

None of it could save his life.

But now there seems to be a chance.

Wudao Dragon Lord is truly a genius. If others fall into the Wudao Abyss, it means death, but he is better off. Not only did he not die, he also became the overlord of the Wudao Abyss. He even found a wife and gave birth to a bunch of children. He forcibly turned the abyss of Wudao, which no one should approach, into his kingdom.

Someone has a chance.

If you can't break through Mr. Long, I'll break through your daughter!

It may be difficult for other girls to break through. Your daughter has never been out of Wudaoyuan for so long. Is she still a blank slate?

If I couldn't deceive a little cabbage like her, I wouldn't be called Da Cang... a shit stirrer!

How to cheat?

Reciting poetry?

No, this little girl may not even know what poetry is. How can she appreciate the beauty of poetry?

Maybe the only thing is...telling stories!

The story is good, the story is wonderful, no one doesn't like to listen to stories, especially girls who have never seen the outside world and have basically zero entertainment, how can they not like stories? No matter how low her education level is, is it lower than that of a three-year-old child? A three-year-old child also needs his parents to tell him fairy tales to coax him to sleep, right?

Isn't there a classic legend in the fairy tale world?

When a certain king wanted to kill someone, someone told the king a story, one story a day. If the king wanted to hear the story, he would not kill him. He told the story for a thousand and one nights, and he managed to escape from the king's butcher's knife.

Now, it seems that he is also facing this situation. Long Jun may see through his lies at any time and kill him at any time. He needs a firm ally to protect him. Why should others protect him? All I can do is tell stories. As long as your story is exciting enough, she won’t let you die...

Lin Su had made up her mind not to use fairy tales anymore. The little princess was already an adult and fairy tales were not safe.

Then go straight to the killer trick!

Start reciting: "The light of the West Lake is as clear as a mirror, the autumn moon and the spring breeze, the past and the past, the mountains and rivers are still there, the shadow of the tower rises from the sky, there are many gods and ghosts, according to legend, old children, don't doubt the "Yanyi" category "Qi Dong", if you speak nonsense but listen to nonsense, talk about how to imitate the princes..."

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

The seventh princess and several maids over there turned around at the same time. They saw a young man in white sitting in another pavilion ten meters away from them, holding something in his hand and reciting poetry.

"Who is..." A maid just spoke, and the seventh princess waved her hand gently, seeming to catch her voice, but the sound wave did not reach here at all.

Lin Su seemed unaware, staring at a small wooden turtle in his hand and said: "Xiao Yao, my brother once promised you that he would tell you the story of "The Legend of White Snake". Now my brother has been reduced to this and cannot return to his hometown in this life. Let’s tell the story to the little turtle. If one day, the little turtle can float and come back to you, let it tell you..."

Several women looked at each other.

who is he?

He was locked up 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. He hoped that one day, the turtle would be able to tell the story. Bring it to my sister...

Why did their eyes become wet all of a sudden?