Chapter 1557

The topic suddenly turned to Wang Shu, and the person holding Devil May Cry over there immediately retreated.

The genius doctor Huayang noticed his intention and immediately shouted, "Zhimo, stop him!"

The words of Mr. Ziwei and the genius doctor Huayang sounded almost at the same time, the sound of weapons colliding was heard instantly, and the tables, chairs and teacups shattered and flew around.

The person holding Devil May Cry seemed to be red-eyed, roaring and slashing. There were many people in Ziwei Villa, and they were unfortunately injured, so the scene became even more chaotic.

When the battle situation spread, Shi Sheng jumped down from the second floor with Wang Shu in his arms, followed by Young Master Ziwei, who landed on the opposite side of them.

People on the street were looking at the teahouse, and when they saw someone coming down, they backed away one after another, looking at them curiously and vigilantly.

"Wuying, is Niyuan with you?" Young Master Ziwei asked again.

Wang Shu broke away from Shi Sheng's arms, turned slightly to one side, and stood in front of Shi Sheng, with a playful look in his eyes, "So what?"

"Give it to me." Mr. Ziwei's tone became more serious.

Wang Shu laughed loudly, "Our bet is that whoever gets Ni Yuan first loses. Now that I get Ni Yuan, why should I give it to you?"

"You will end up the same as the person above when you get the Niyuan Sword." Young Master Ziwei said indifferently, "You can't control the Niyuan Sword."

A gleam of evil flashed in Wang Shu's eyes, and the smile on his face deepened, "Whether you can control the Niyuan Sword or not is up to me, should Master Ziwei fulfill his bet now?"

Young Master Ziwei frowned, and when he glanced at Shi Sheng who was blocked by Wang Shu from the corner of his eye, he understood something.

Young Master Ziwei pondered for a moment, "What do you want?"

"I heard that there is a Polygonatum odoratum in Ziwei Mountain Villa, how about exchanging it?" Wang Shu hardly thought about it, and said the conditions very quickly.

Young Master Ziwei frowned slightly.

After a long time, he said, "OK."

Young Master Ziwei took out a miniature bamboo knot from his sleeve, "Ni Yuan Sword."

The corner of Wang Shu's lips curled up, "I will definitely not carry that kind of thing with me. Give the jade bamboo to me, and I will tell you where the Niyuan sword is."

Young Master Ziwei clenched Polygonatum tightly, "How do I know if what you said is true or not?"

Wang Shu said indifferently: "Believe it or not, there is no loss for me."

Mr. Ziwei seemed to be weighing, his expression changed, and after a while he threw the Polygonatum to Wang Shu, and the Polygonatum fell in a parabola from the air, and it was about to fall into Wang Shu's hands, when a person suddenly fell down beside him, Polygonatum It happened to be caught by her.

The man rolled around on the ground, hit the shop behind and stopped.

Wang Shu and Mr. Ziwei flew over there at the same time, but at this moment, there was a loud noise in the teahouse behind, and the whole teahouse collapsed, and then several figures rushed out of the dust and landed on the street.

"ah!"

The crowd of onlookers screamed and scattered, while some people came retrograde and gradually surrounded them.

These people are all from the rivers and lakes, and they came here for Devil May Cry.

"Kill you all!" The person holding Devil May Cry had a hideous expression at this moment, and the sword of Devil May Cry was covered with blood, dripping to the ground.

With a roar, he held Devil May Cry and slashed at the nearest person.

Shi Sheng moved to a safe position and watched Wang Shu and Ziwei Ziwei besiege Ruan Zhimo.

That's right, the person who snatched Yuzhu just now was Ruan Zhimo.

She seemed to like Yuzhu very much, even if the wolf was in a state of embarrassment at this time, she had no intention of handing over Yuzhu.

There is a gloomy look on Wang Shu's face. Shi Sheng has been with him for so long, and he hardly sees him showing such a side. Most of the time, he is smiling and narcissistic.

Ruan Zhimo rushed out of the encirclement of Wang Shu and Ziwei, staggered to the masked man, and quickly stuffed Yuzhu to him.

The man seemed a little taken aback, and instead hugged Ruan Zhimo tightly.

Shi Sheng sat on the iron sword and flew to Wang Shu's side, tilted his head and asked, "I really want it?"

"It's for you." Wang Shu said.

For her?

Grass!

You dare to snatch the heroine given to me! !

It must be taken back!

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I am the legendary depositor, love me~

Chapter 1911 Jianghu Alliance (20)

Shi Sheng jumped off the iron sword, grabbed the iron sword and rushed into the battle ring.

Ruan Zhimo and Ayu were in the center, and Shi Sheng, a walking fighter, rushed in front of them as if passing through no one's land.

"Qingyuan..." Ruan Zhimo gritted her teeth, and the rest of her words were drowned in the whistling sound of the falling iron sword.

When facing Devil May Cry, Ruan Zhimo didn't even feel this way.

The blood in her whole body seemed to be frozen, her limbs were cold and numb, and she couldn't move. Fear spread from the depths of her heart, like vines growing, wrapping around her heart in circles, tightly strangling her, making her unable to breathe.

"careful!"

Ayu's voice brought back Ruan Zhimo's thoughts, her body instinctively stepped back, the iron sword brushed her sideways face, the cold air swept in suddenly, half of her face seemed to be frozen into ice.

Ayu pulled her from behind, and she was rescued like a drowning person, breathing in fresh air with big gulps.

very scary.

that feeling just now

Swish Swish Swish

Ayu saw that Ruan Zhimo was not in good condition, so she didn't dare to let go of her, and when she led her to dodge, Sheng hacked indiscriminately.

"Zhimo, Ayu!" The voice of the genius doctor Huayang sounded from the other side.

Ayu turned his head and looked, the genius doctor Huayang was forced to a corner by Devil May Cry, and there were people waiting for the opportunity to snatch Devil May Cry away at any time.

Ayu's distraction caused a pain in his shoulder, Ruan Zhimo fell from his arms, he tried to hold her back, but in the next second he fell to the ground, his chest was trampled on.

"Du Suihan? Is it you?" The woman's crisp voice came into his ears.

When she cut him just now, she clearly felt the resistance of cutting the protagonist. Since Du Suihan is the male protagonist in this script, the masked person is very likely to be Du Suihan.

Ayu snorted coldly, "Du Suihan died long ago."

"Really?" Shi Sheng lifted his mask away with an iron sword, but Ayu couldn't stop it, and the restraint on his face was lightened.

The original owner had never met Du Suihan, so Shi Sheng turned to Wang Shu who was not far away, "Is this Du Suihan?"

Wang Shu pushed away a few people who were in the way, walked up to Shi Sheng, glanced at Ayu's face, "My son said how could he die so easily on the first day of the Linghe Sect, tsk, it turned out to be a fraudulent death. "

These words undoubtedly proved Ayu's identity.

He is Du Suihan.

Shi Sheng was not very interested in whether he was Du Suihan, so he found Yuzhu from him.

"Qing Yuan!" A sharp scolding voice passed through the chaotic venue.

Shi Sheng looked sideways, and saw a figure rushing towards her very quickly, it was Ruan Zhimo, and what she was holding was the Devil May Cry that was still in someone else's hand before.

Devil May Cry cut through the air, and the whining sounds seemed to be coming from all directions.

Shi Sheng raised his iron sword to block the cut Devil May Cry, the two swords collided and sparks flew.

Ruan Zhimo pulled Devil May Cry to the side, and the ear-piercing voice immediately resounded throughout the space. She raised Devil May Cry again and chopped it down fiercely.

Shi Sheng kicked Du Suihan to the side, in the direction of a crowded place. Even though Du Suihan had been dead for four years, there were still many people who knew him, and it was too late for Du Suihan to cover up.

"Zheng!"

"Bang!"

These two sounds sounded at the same time. When everyone looked up, they saw the figures that were constantly meeting in the air, and they had separated at this time, and a black sword blade fell from the air and inserted into the gap in the unrecognizable street.

Then a figure fell down.

The blood in Ruan Zhimo's body surged, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. She grabbed the gravel on the ground, and the veins on the back of her hand bulged, "Qing Yuan"

She raised her head, her eyes were full of hatred, "Qing Yuan, why are you!!!"

Why was she always bullied when she was the little junior sister praised by everyone when she was in the master's school.

Obviously they are all orphans, and obviously they entered the division together, just because she had a birthmark on her face, so the elder chose her, and since then, they have been far apart.

Ruan Zhimo was not reconciled, and at some point, her heart became more and more jealous of Qing Yuan.

So when she was on that mountain, she accidentally pushed her, and she regretted it at the time.

But when she saw that she came out safely, that bit of regret was taken up by other things.

"Why?" Shi Sheng landed next to Ruan Zhimo, staring at her indifferently, "How do I know why?"

Isn't all this necessary for the plot?

In the early stage, the cannon fodder will always have a better life than the protagonist. When the protagonist enters the stage, what else can the cannon fodder do besides queuing up to be killed by the protagonist, using the misery of the cannon fodder to set off the protagonist's admiration?

Isn't this all a trick?

Who they know why.

Well, don't talk nonsense with the heroine, kill her first.

Shi Sheng approached Ruan Zhimo with an iron sword in his hand.

"Qingyuan, cough cough, if the elder hadn't chosen you as a closed disciple, cough cough, do you think you would have today?" Ruan Zhimo stared at Shi Sheng with red eyes.