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182. Die for me

"Okay! I believe you!" Zhou Yishan hugged Lao Wu and Zhu Lao Wen respectively.

Faced with Zhou Yishan's acceptance, not only Lao Wu and Zhu Lao Wen were happy, but also knew how to smile on their faces.

When Zhou Yishan said that I could not protect everyone's safety, they were desperate. But what Zhou Yishan said just now was "From now on, as long as you don't betray me, Zhou Yishan's brothers." This sentence seems to be an expression of acceptance of Lao Wu and Zhu Lao Wen, but when you think about it carefully, it has a deep meaning!

"From now on, as long as you don't betray me, Zhou Yishan's brothers." This contains Zhou Yishan's strong confidence, that is, they will not die today. If they die, then there is no saying from now on.

Although some people thought that Zhou Yishan should protect so many people by chance, he was soon extinguished by himself.

At such a moment when life is like a mustard of grass, wouldn’t it be unhappy to doubt the towering city wall in front of you?

"Go and ask all the brothers to find a place to watch the show themselves, but don't walk out of the castle. Also, move all the bullet grenades and other weapons to this balcony. If you don't feel happy later, you'll be damn it!" Zhou Yishan ordered.

Everyone applauded.

Bi Sanlang actually moved a coffee table to put it in Zhouyi Mountain, and made Kung Fu tea with a good look.

The guess was that my mouth moved, and finally said nothing, but drove away most of the people who were crowded together on the balcony.

Zhou Yishan took a rifle and pretended to aim at the person on the top of the mountain.

As long as he is at the sight of his gun, no one dares not to dodge.

Everyone still remembers the scene of shooting a monk through tribulation. No one dares to ignore the bullets shot from the castle.

"Now I announce that the Dragon Vein Championship is about to begin. Those who do not enter the court within five minutes will be disqualified!" Zhou Yishan put his gun on the railing and announced loudly.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to decide whether others are qualified? If you want to be qualified, I asked me if I have a Demon Seven!"

When asked why Zhou Yishan was qualified, a man wearing a long robe and jacket, holding a folding fan in his hand, and resembled a storyteller. He was the first to climb to the top of the mountain and said arrogantly.

"Oh, do you ask me about my qualifications? I wonder if this is my qualification?" Zhou Yishan smiled calmly and raised his rifle.

"What's the right to use a broken gun? Are you crazy? I'm standing here and letting you shoot, and you can shoot it, and I deserve it!" Mo Qi said disdainfully.

Where did this fool come from? He actually wanted to play guns with monks?

At this time, people went to the square one after another, and Mo Er and Mo Wu Shi San stood beside him smiled and said nothing.

Tang Dianquan, Tang Daning and Tang Dianlong, behind the Demon Seven, followed suit.

"Fool, you can drive it anyway. If you want to be able to hit your Demon Seven Grandpa, we call you uncle..."

"What a fool who is so happy..."

The low-level personnel from the Mo Tang family around him started to laugh at him.

"Damn! I'm really looking for death when I beat the toilet!"

"I don't know who is the fool..."

"I'm still standing there and letting someone beat you casually. It's really an old birthday boy who hangs you. I feel that you have a long life!"

"Also called two kilograms of cotton and one spun..."

The person on the top of the mountain quietly glanced at Mo Qi, as if he was looking at the dead.

"I really want me to shoot casually? No! What if I hurt you?" Zhou Yishan said deliberately with a embarrassed look on his face.

"If you tell me to drive, just drive it. Mommy mother is still a man..." Mo Qi cursed disdainfully.

"Bang--" Zhou Yishan shot a clumsyly.

Even aiming will not...

"Shh..." Many people from the Demon Sect and the Tang family booed everywhere.

But--

The booing didn't stop, and the Demon Seven had not finished speaking.

A blood hole suddenly appeared between Mo Qi's eyebrows. He was completely disbelief and then slowly fell down.

...You can hit someone, grandpa and you...

It was not until Demon Seven fell that the boo without ending ended.

Damn! It was too sudden and I couldn't stop my mouth.

But Demon Seven is better than Demon Three.

I remember that when the Demon Three was at Baker Villa, he only said one sentence, and Zhou Yishan made him die in a mess.

Now Zhou Yishan asked Mo Qi to say at least a lot of words before he died. Although he was confused, being able to show off in front of the demon is a great improvement in the Demon Sect.

"Why don't you hide? Why don't you hide? Why? Didn't you tell me to shoot casually? I really fired a casual shot! Could it be that you suddenly lost the confidence in life when you saw me as handsome, handsome, tall and mighty as a handsome man like me?"

Zhou Yishan said incredibly, "But even if you lose the confidence in life, there is no need to seek death! Even if you seek death, don't look for death in my hands! Do you know? This will make me feel extremely guilty! You have to understand that there are no more majestic and handsome men in this world. If everyone goes to seek death when they see me, then there are so many beauties left, how can I comfort myself alone..."

Brother Shan is awesome!

Brother Shan speaks differently!

Brother Shan said it very well and makes sense!

Brother Shan is so majestic!

The people in the castle were reverently respecting Zhou Yishan, and they were memorizing what he said carefully. Bi Sanlang actually took out a pen and remembered it with all his attention, for fear of forgetting a word.

It turned out that when Zhou Yishan and Hua Xiruo were just talking, Bi Sanlang was concentrating on remembering it with his brain, but when he recalled, he found that he had forgotten a lot, which made him regret it.

Outside the castle, people who have experienced bombardment quickly turned into speechless expressions of looking at their eyes, nose, nose, and heart.

People can't avoid the devil's bullet at the peak of their tribulation. You dare to speak wildly in the early stage of your tribulation and ask others to shoot casually. Now that others just fire casually, you can't avoid it. It's really worth it!

Otherwise, you think it would be a joke that everyone could not dodge when someone raised the gun just now?

It's really worth it!

However, facing the mouth cannon behind Zhou Yishan, they did not dare to show any expression, for fear that a bullet would hit their eyebrows.

"So brave, who are you? You dare to kill my Demon Sect's son?" Mo Er was furious and said sinisterly.

His dress was different from Mo Qi. He had a pair of silk shirts, black cloth shoes, and two dark iron gills in his hand. Combined with his chubby body, he looked like a wealthy man.

The opposite Mo Er asked, Zhou Yishan said with great grievance: "Don't blame me! He lost his confidence in life and asked me to shoot. I just fired a random shot, but who knew that Mr. Demon Seven actually insisted on hitting the gun..."

"Enough! Tell me who you are?" Mo Er coldly interrupted Zhou Yishan's mouth.

"My surname is Ni, my name is Daye, it is big, the size of the leaves!" Zhou Yishan said in fear.

"Ni Daye?" Mo Er said in confusion.

"Hey—" Zhou Yishan smiled, "Good grandson, but no sugar!"

The people around couldn't help but laugh, but soon covered their mouths tightly again.

"Oh! Just laugh if you want to laugh! Life is so difficult. We cannot change our life itself. Can't we change our attitude to life?" Zhou Yishan laughed loudly, "It's all day long to cry and laugh, why not smile every day?"

However, his words made most of the people present even more silent, including those from Donghuang Palace, who had just walked to the top of the mountain.

Especially the casual cultivators and ordinary gunmen on the top of the mountain, they couldn't help but chew Zhou Yishan's words carefully.

Life is so difficult. We cannot change our life itself. Can’t we still change our attitude towards life?

Crying is alive, and laughing is alive, so why not live with a smile?

...

Brother Shan, you are the sunshine in winter, the clear spring in the desert, the lighthouse in the fog...

Brother Shan…

The people in the castle shouted out involuntarily. Their eyes looked at Zhou Yishan and looked at the gods, only to feel that he was full of golden light, and there was warmth, comfort and guidance in the golden light.

...

"This friend is right, the old madman admires it!" Jiang Nan Chunfeng touched his shiny hair and bowed and smiled.

Zhou Yishan was about to say a few polite words, but unexpectedly, Jiang Nan Chunfeng turned around and said to the two beauties behind him: "Qingqing, sunshine, please close your eyes and block your ears. A man like this is the most capable of coaxing ignorant girls like you. You must not be distracted by his words, and even have the idea of ​​giving in to your body!"

Ghost blowing light
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