I Can’t Be a Sword God

"You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be used as evidence for my small report to the boss."

Long Gang sat across from Wang Longqi, with his small eyes squinted, looking up and down at Qi Shao.

"Give up, I won't say a word until my lawyer comes back." Wang Longqi put on a face that would rather die than surrender.

"Seventh Young Master, we are also old acquaintances, please cooperate." Long Gang said softly.

"I'm not, you've got the wrong person." Wang Longqi said coldly.

"Do you want meat or vegetarian for the welcome banquet?" Long Gang asked again.

"Just call two who can sing." Wang Longqi subconsciously replied.

"Still pretending!" Long Gang frowned, "You're not Wang Longqi, I'll cut off your head!"

"..."

Wang Longqi looked at the small eyes shining brightly on the big face, and was speechless for a moment.

Fuck, he caught his weakness.

"Wang Qi...Wang Longqi, so that's the case." Long Gang's small eyes continued to flicker, "Since it's you, it's impossible for Daoist Li to be killed by Wang Qi..."

"How is it impossible?" Wang Longqi stared, "Didn't you see how powerful I was when I went up the mountain?"

"How could Xiao Daoist Li be killed by a trash..." Long Gang continued to mutter to himself.

"Hey!" Wang Longqi glared, "Don't go too far."

"Sorry, my words are a bit biased." Long Gang quickly changed his words, "Even if Daoist Li will be killed by a trash, it can't be you, a trash..."

"What the hell..." Wang Longqi got up and turned his head around, "Where is my sword..."

"Take a break, Young Master Qi." Long Gang waved his hand, "None of us know who, since I've seen you, there must be something wrong with the sword when we went up the mountain, so don't pretend, tell the truth to me Say it."

"There's something strange, wait until I find the sword, I'll give you one..."

"Are you looking for this?"

Long Gang handed the long sword placed in the middle of the table to Wang Longqi.

"..." Wang Longqi blinked, "Thank you."

He took the sword and held it hesitantly.

"I also want to see how you swung the sword that cut off the mountain. That sword is obviously the taste of Daoist Li." Long Gang said.

"Sword...that, where is my sword tassel!" Wang Longqi glared again, "Why is my sword tassel missing? No, you don't know, that sword tassel was woven by my mother when I went out to wander the rivers and lakes. If I didn't have that sword spike, I wouldn't be in the mood to use a sword, so you're lucky."

"Qi Shao, stop making trouble." Long Gang squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Longqi, "Do you think I look like an idiot?"

Wang Longqi also sat down, and said very seriously: "To be honest, it looks quite similar. But your strategy, I have to say, has targeted me, and it has somewhat affected my judgment of you."

"Then tell me what's going on. I also came to investigate this matter because I was worried about the safety of Daoist Li. If Daoist Li is okay and why you went to Duanbei Mountain, just tell me." .” Long Gang also said seriously.

"To be honest, Gangzi, oh..." Wang Longqi sighed, and said: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's true, this matter involves too much, I dare not say it, let alone..."

"The water here is too deep, you can't hold it!"

"Seventh Young Master, if I can't handle it, you can handle it?" Long Gang was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Sometimes I can't, sometimes I can..." Wang Longqi said weakly.

...

Changshan Lake, Black Water Forest.

The tall trees are generally more than three feet long, and some are even more than ten feet high. I don't know how many years they have grown. The black trunks and bare branches cast shadows in the forest. Looking around, it was all darkness.

"Senior Liu, should you say it or not, just choose this place to talk about things. I don't think your friend is a good person." Old Du wore a black water ghost mask that was almost the same as his original appearance, and changed it again. Dressed in black, walking in the dark forest, almost blending in.

Li Chu in front of him, although also dressed in black, had an undeniable heroic aura. He wore a monkey mask on his face, just like the Monkey King in myths and legends.

Highlight a beautiful word.

Sometimes Lao Du also wonders why he is also wearing a mask and night clothes, but the master can reveal his handsomeness from every strand of hair.

But this confusion will dissipate in an instant.

Thinking about why Li Chu is so handsome is better than thinking about why apples only fall to the ground when they are ripe. This is more meaningful.

Liu Fufeng walked in the forest with a horse's head, "I didn't think there would be any problems with him, but after coming here, I also became a little suspicious."

The inner ghost of the Golden Bodhisattva, the little friend Liu Fufeng once befriended, asked him to meet in this black water forest.

When I came here, I felt gloomy.

"It doesn't matter, there is little Daoist Li here, even if he has all kinds of means, so what?" Liu Fufeng did not forget to lick it as he walked.

"If it is possible not to make a move, I'd better not make a move." Li Chu said calmly, "Once I use my sword, I will inevitably be recognized by those who want to. The fraudulent death will fall short."

"It's because I didn't think carefully, so I will try my best to take care of it." Liu Fufeng said hastily.

It wasn't that he didn't think well, but the matter on Duanbei Mountain had nothing to do with him, so naturally he didn't care that much. The matter here is related to his life, so of course Li Chu must be dragged here desperately.

Just at this moment, a person from the other side shouted suddenly: "When I touched the top of the elder sister's head, the black hair was dyed like ink, as if the sky was covered by dark clouds."

"Who?" Old Du was shocked.

"Don't be nervous, it's a secret signal." Upon hearing this, Liu Fufeng flicked his sleeves, raised his head and said, "Second touches the edge of eldest sister's eyebrows, both eyebrows are curved and curved, as if half of the moon is missing."

The tone is sonorous and righteous.

"Listen to the code, Senior Liu and that friend didn't meet in a good place." Old Du muttered in a low voice.

"Brother Liu!"

After passing the code, an excited call sounded from the other side of the forest.

An old man in a brown robe flew over, with a pale face and white hair, who seemed to be approaching old age. But Liu Fufeng was just a boy, and the old man called him big brother, which was a little bit out of harmony.

"Little Chen, hahaha, I never expected to see you again." Liu Fufeng was also quite happy to see the old man.

He is a chic and unrestrained lone ranger, with such a face, he must have a lot of friendship, no wonder he took the risk to come to see this person.

"Uh...Brother Liu, this is..."

The old man surnamed Chen approached, seeing Liu Fufeng and others wearing masks, he was a little surprised.

After all, it's a little strange to use these primitive methods when they are in the world for their sake.

Who can a mask protect against?

But Liu Fufeng used it anyway, and there were two more behind him.

"These are my two little brothers, as long as everyone has met them, you should mainly talk about being controlled by the Golden Bodhisattva." Liu Fufeng supported the old man surnamed Chen, and hurriedly said.

"Alas!" The old man surnamed Chen sighed, his tone full of despair, "The Golden Bodhisattva..."

Just as he was about to say something, Li Chu's eyes suddenly flashed, "This forest...is weird!"

"What's weird?" Old Du was shocked again.

With his cultivation base, it is inevitable that he will be frightened all the time when he travels with Li Chu.

"Something...is alive." Li Chu frowned slightly as he felt the breath around him.

...

In Changshan Lake not far away, a figure gradually emerged on the water surface, hidden in the skylight, almost invisible, only some shiny eyes and teeth could be seen.

The figure suppressed his voice, and suddenly laughed: "The Black Water Forest Mother has finally recovered... Just use you guys, let's try the quality of these thousands of years of cultivation... Hehehehe..."

Sorry for the small amount of updates now, and the update time is not stable, hahaha I have been confused during the day and slept all day. It is still in the stage of regaining the state, and the quality of writing has to gradually find its feeling. Subscriptions are only half of what they were before. I also know that it is difficult to retain people with this amount of updates, but there is no good way. I don’t want full attendance anymore, it’s pretty good to be able to write a little bit, let’s write a little bit, and there will always be more when I save up.