"Tsing Yi teaches!?" Lian Qianjun was startled when he heard this, and then he understood the identity of the policeman in front of him. However, it seems that it is not unreasonable to think of the leader of Tsing Yi who is holding a signing ceremony in the center of the gymnasium.

　　 [No wonder this guy is so difficult to deal with, it seems that at least it is also the existence of the guardian of the Tsing Yi sect. 】

　　 To be honest, Lian Qianjun really wants to bugger. After all, even if he had beaten Cen Qianshan, there was a Tsing Yi leader waiting for him next to him.

　　 But Lian Feng is now fainting behind Cen Qianshan, even if he wants to slip, he has to take his brother away first.

　　 Cen Qianshan didn't seem to realize this, just watching Qianjun motionless, thinking he was planning something.

　　 just took a hit with Lianjun. Although it was okay, he almost reached the level of Lianjun. If he really wants to fight, the outcome is not certain.

　　 So he also raised enough vigilance.

　　 [Alas, the down jacket I just bought just broke, 600 yuan. 】

　　 Just as the two were in a stalemate, there was a sound of footsteps at the end of the corridor.

　　...

　　 Time goes forward for a while.

　　 Ximen Qing and Song Yunwu were signing a book on stage. Suddenly, both of them sensed the battle in a certain direction at the same time.

　　 Song Yunwu was aware of energy fluctuations, while Ximen Qing sensed the existence of Cen Qianshan more accurately.

　　 [This guy is really going to do things here, what should I do? Will it be discovered by him? Ximen's love is a bit panicked, this is mainly due to the psychological shadow that Cen Qianshan left on him a hundred years ago. Back then, he was beaten by Cen Qianshan.

　　 Song Yunwu had already taken the initiative to stop, and the time was just right. She said that she and Ximen Qing needed to have lunch and rest, and then pulled Ximen Qing off the stage.

　　 When Ximen Qing got out of the parasol, she lost her strength, so she had to drag her into the gymnasium.

　　 "Hey, hey, what are you doing!?" Ximen saw that Song Yunwu actually dragged herself in the direction of Cen Qianshan, and his liver was almost frightened.

　　 "There are evolvers working over there, I will go over and take a look."

　　 "You just go there, why do you pull me?"

　　 "If I don't hold you, you will definitely take the opportunity to drive away and leave the signing meeting in the afternoon to me alone?" Song Yunwu said, "Just stay with me!"

"Damn! Isn't it alright if I don't run? Don't, don't!" Ximen Qing almost cried, but Song Yunwu didn't listen to her at all. He posted a magic talisman under his feet, and rushed to the fight in the blink of an eye. Place.

　　 When she saw Lian Qianjun, she thought he was causing trouble: "Lian Qianjun, why do you really think I dare not touch you?"

　　 "Damn!" Why did Lian Qianjun throw the pot on his head?

　　 Cen Qianshan saw the symbol on Song Yunwu's feet and recognized it: "He is from the Song Family of Heavenly Master?"

　　 His tone is not very friendly. After all, zombies and Taoist priests are old enemies, and he thought Song Yunwu was against him.

　　 "Huh?" Song Yunwu only noticed that there was a big winter shirtless uncle in the corridor.

　　 When she saw Cen Qianshan’s silver eyes, she immediately understood his identity: "Zombie King!"

　　 Ximen Qing is an evolutionary after the projection of the Godhead of the Goddess, but because she is still a virgin, she has no descendants. All of her first-generation bloods were developed by biting their necks, so only the zombies were separated, and the rest of the abilities like the "sun god" were not acquired by anyone.

　　 Therefore, the most evolved among her descent is the Zombie King.

　　 There is no "I have a date with zombies" in this world, and naturally there are no zombie kings and ministers. The so-called zombie king is actually more of an abbreviation for "the king of zombies" and has no special meaning.

　　 Song Yunwu looked behind him subconsciously, Ximenqing was hiding behind the corner, no wonder she was dragging the handle of a door and refused to come over. It turned out that she had sensed her own blood.

　　 But it's not right, why is she afraid of her blood?

　　 Song Yunwu didn't have the time to think so much for the time being, because Cen Qianshan showed obvious hostility towards her. This is the normal reaction of zombies when they see Taoist priests. The kind of Ximen love is totally an exception.

　　 Seeing this, Lian Qianjun immediately came to Cen Qianshan's back, picked up the unconscious Lian Feng and Chen Guangming and went off. He felt that since the leader of Tsing Yi and Song Yunwu were in the same group, Cen Qianshan, who was a Tsing Yi cultist, must also be with them.

　　 1V1 is unstable, not to mention that there is even a Tsing Yi leader behind 2V1. Although I don't know why Cen Qianshan is distracted now, if he catches such a good time, can he stay and get his lunch if he doesn't run?

　　Cen Qianshan wanted to chase Chen Guangming back, but Song Yunwu gave him a very dangerous feeling, so he did not act rashly.

　　 Song Yunwu drew his money sword from the bottom of the skirt, and Cen Qianshan's fangs also stretched out his lips. The two people faced each other in the corridor like this, no one had started.

　　 On the other side, Ximen Qing was shivering in the corner.

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　　 When thinking that Song Yunwu would be injured, Ximen Qing felt that she had to do something.

　　 She took a few deep breaths and rubbed her cushion again. No way, I originally wanted to touch my heart to calm my heartbeat, but my chest was too big to be touched.

　　 About 5 seconds later, her closed eyes opened again, as if she had made some determination: "Fight!"

　　 a little, a little, a little...

　　 The corridors of the gymnasium are most likely to have echoes, and a rhythmic sound of heels hitting the floor came from behind Song Yunwu.

　　 Cen Qianshan gave a glimpse, then opened his eyes in shock and looked at him. The whole person seemed to have been fixed: "Teach...Teach..." He opened his mouth, only to find that he was so excited that he couldn't even speak.

　　 "Long time no see, Qianshan."

　　 An icy voice sounded, which made Song Yunwu turn around and look curiously.

　　 She knew this was the voice of Ximen Qing, but this tone was too different from the Ximen Qing she knew.

　　 I saw Ximen Qing's expressionless face, like an iceberg that hasn't changed forever, and like an emperor who is not angry and prestigious. Even if the power in her body was still sealed, she still felt a suffocating sense of oppression.

Cen Qianshan snapped a kneel on the ground, his face tears: "! I ... I ... leader finally found you, ah ah ah ah ..." he cried a mess, the whole human emotions have collapsed.

　　 Ximen said coldly: "Okay, I told you to learn how to control your emotions. Haven't you learned it after so long?"

　　 "Don't dare!" Cen Qianshan said hurriedly, "I, I'm just so excited, sucking—for a hundred years, we have found you for a whole hundred years! Sucking—we thought you didn't want us anymore."