Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4691: Huobao Three Emperors (middle)

A few people are unknown, so the tall and thin old man stepped forward, staring at Chunqiu Dao, "Little friends, can you take a look at the treasures on you?"

Chunqiu looked at Jian Wushuang, and after getting affirmation, he took out many treasures in his arms.

But the eyes of the tall and thin old man turned around in that treasure, but he didn’t find anything, and he couldn’t help but wonder, “Strange, I clearly felt the existence of the bottle-yang bottle, how could it not be there?”

Jian Wushuang thought for a moment, then took the thumb jade jade gourd previously picked from his arms.

The tall and thin old man saw it, and his eyes were full of glory. He flew directly forward and raised his hand to take the delicate gourd into his hands.

Afterwards, he was filled with emotions, "It's true, it's also a destiny! Going around indefinitely, I finally saw my treasure again!"

The old Weiyi elder disdainfully smiled, "Just a broken bottle filled with things, like a baby, it is too much to give the Emperor a night pot."

"You know how to fart!" the tall, thin old man hurriedly retorted, "Your side of the court is not even fart in front of the emperor's bowl of Yang!"

The old man of Weiyi subconsciously rolled up his sleeves again, "It's not even a fart? Then let's talk about it, who was the mother of the emperor who helped the emperor billions of miles? Without me, your heaven would have become Grey!"

The tall, thin old man looked as if he was blue, “You’re a fart, Laozi’s Heavenly Court has been broken up, and you rushed over. The emperor didn’t pour urine on the spot and washed you away.

Sword Musou, "..."

Spring and Autumn, "..."

Looking at the two people's upcoming desperation, Jian Wushuang said helplessly, "I said two, we should discuss something important."

The two of them just put their sleeves down, and they were both indignant.

"With this bowl of Yang bottle, we will be just around the corner when we leave here!" The tall, thin old man glared at him, and his unexplainable excitement revealed from his eyes.

Elder Weiyi also reacted and hurriedly leaned towards the tall, thin old man. "I understand, you mean we go in and take this away from Wanmutian, can't the real Wuyang old man find it?"

"Yes, you've got a head kick in this night pot," the tall, thin old man smiled proudly. "Although this bowl of Yang bottle can't carry the heaven, it's more than enough to hold our three old guys."

Despite the scolding, the old man of Weiyi finally showed a little excitement on his face.

In these ten thousand eyes, although they are not afraid of the invasion of the small emperor and other people, for the emperor who once controlled one side of the heaven, it is already too suffocating.

Even they don’t know how many years have passed. I’m afraid it’s been so long ago that even the Milky Way has broken a dozen of them.

Now, there is an almost perfect way to escape, how can they not be excited?

The two looked at Jian Wushuang, and their eyes became more and more prosperous.

Jian Wushuang's heart is slightly cold, this kind of taste is always bad.

"Little friend, we can leave now!" The tall, thin old man took a step forward, raised his thumb-sized jade jade gourd excitedly, "We just need to enter this bowl of Yang bottle, and we can hide as much as we can." , Even when the real Wuyang Laoer came, he could not find it at all!"

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows slightly, "But if they are found, they will all suffer. I don't really want to do risky things."

The tall, thin old man stunned and said quickly, "You have ten thousand hearts, this bowl of Yang bottle was originally what I held when I was an emperor, enough to hold one side of the world and the three of us. It couldn't be easier."

After finishing speaking, in order to verify the authenticity of the words, the tall and thin old man directly pulled out the gourd plug and eagerly drilled in, but only a few seconds later, he drilled out at a faster speed than before.

"His mother, who lives inside my baby gourd, it smells so bad!"

Jian Wushuang is a little clear. These treasures were in the hands of Yanxian in Heishan before. It is very possible to use this bowl of Yang bottle as a place to live and eat and drink.

After briefly explaining the situation to him, the tall and thin old man who escaped the centrifugation did not delve into it. He pinched his nose and showed it to Jian Wushuang.

Sure enough, this treasure bottle seems to be able to isolate everything and form a new line. The breath of the tall and thin old man disappeared completely.

"Little friends, how?" The tall, thin old man's figure emerged, and he smiled.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "It can be, so it is a way, but before that, I need you to accompany me in a play."

"This is okay, our acting skills are relatively good, especially this one, it is best at pretending to be dead." The tall, thin old man raised his finger to the old man of Weiyi.

However, this time, he surprisingly did not refute, but stared at Jianwushuang.

"Look, is this strategy an idea devised by Zhen Wuyang's cunning son?"

The tall and thin old man heard the words, and his face changed suddenly, "Is it wise?"

The old man of Weiyi smiled coldly, "Otherwise why are you so clever, when your emperor's body disappeared, this bowl of Yang bottle fell into the hands of Zhenwu Yang Laoer's army. Any guy with a stake, holding this bowl of Yang bottle, and coming to wipe away the million eyes, will there be so many coincidences?"

The tall, thin old man suddenly realized, "I said something is wrong, so you have to outsmart it!"

Jian Wushuang has completely numb these two old men, and this big drama that completely made up his mind made him completely ignorant.

The elder Weiyi smiled with pride, "Thanks to this emperor's long obsession with the art of conspiracy, you go back and tell Zhenwu Yang Laoer to persuade him not to spend any effort. Some of our older brothers will soon take his old nest!"

Jian Wushuang has already lost patience, "I just say a word, I don’t know the real son of Wu Shi, and I’m not even familiar with his son. If you don’t want to do that, then I can only insist on clearing the eyes Now!"

As the two are facing an enemy, a voice sounds quietly when they are about to begin, "I said, you two old and immortal, if you miss this opportunity, you are all ready to destroy your true soul!"

Along the sky dome, wearing the same emperor costume and having a bizarre double pupil stepping down the cloud, he looked at him contemptuously and said, "The mediocre disturbs me, I believe this little friend and Zhenwu Yangyi There is nothing wrong with it, and he is willing to follow him out of this ten thousand eyes."

"Su He, haven't you awoke yet? The truth has been revealed!" Weiyi old man said in a deep voice.

The double-eyed old man named Su He disdained and sneered, "If this little friend is a true Wuyang family, then as early as before, Yang Jun would never escape from his hands, and it would be impossible to complete it. Stand here losslessly and talk to us."

"And, judging from the performance of this little friend, he doesn't know what this bowl of Yang bottle is."