My brother is so stable

Li Changshou suddenly called them over, but he didn't say what he was going to do, which made them a little concerned.

As shown in the bronze mirror, Biyun boy had arrived in the valley, holding a tree branch, gently sweeping the flowers and plants in front of him, couldn't help raising his hand and yawning.

Little Nezha jumped up and down on the city wall, lay on a cornice, crossed his legs, and yawned, as if he was about to take a nap.

Ling'e couldn't help asking: "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Ah, it's okay," Li Changshou responded casually, "I feel a little unhappy, so I call you all to come over and be a witness together, so it will make you happier."

Chaos Zhong Ling sneered: "Why are you always upset?

Taibai Jinxing crushed the dragons with one hand, and even if we didn't go out, we heard a lot of creatures talking about it. "

Li Changshou shook his head and sighed softly, frowned and concentrated, and said in a low voice: "I just had a quarrel with the master, and was warned by the master not to spoil his schemes, and I am depressed from the bottom of my heart."

Zhong Ling: Just stay.

"I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything," Elder Sister Zhong Ling rolled her eyes, "Why are people teaching weird..."

"Ok?"

A ray of Taiji diagram dao rhyme surrounds the left and right, Zhong Ling changed his words instantly.

"The big guy who is weird and strong."

"Hmph," the spiritual awareness of the Tai Chi Diagram dissipated around Li Changshou's body, and it was obvious that it was protecting Li Changshou at this time.

Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and patted his chest lightly, his small face was full of fear.

Ling'e whispered: "No matter what, the ancestor must be reasonable. Senior brother has done so many things for the Heavenly Court, so you can't just scold him."

Zhong Ling glared at Ling'e, dare to say such a thing?

Youqin Xuanya frowned and asked, "Senior brother said Master... but Daozu?"

"Don't discuss these things anymore," Li Changshou waved his hand, "In case the master would be unhappy if he heard it, respecting the master is an excellent character of our prehistoric juniors.

Come and see, a good show is about to be staged. "

As soon as Li Changshou finished speaking, a conversation suddenly came from Nezha's side of the bronze mirror in front of him, which was used to show both sides of the mirror.

"General, is it true that no one can draw the bow on our heads?"

"Many qi refiners have tried it, and the bowstring doesn't move at all," the generals and guards on duty in the city gate were discussing such trivial matters.

The general lowered his voice and said: "It is said that our commander-in-chief can't open this thing, otherwise the last time those dragons came to attack, they would have shot them with this bow and arrow."

The voice entered Nezha's ears, and immediately made the bored little hero sit up.

Turning over, Nezha jumped into the tower, looking at the longbow and three long arrows enshrining the three fragrances, his little brows frowned.

Feeling, just purely out of his feeling...

This bow and arrow doesn't seem to be too powerful.

The longbow was covered with white cloth strips from top to bottom, and had no precious light at all. The three arrows contained a kind of sharpness and evil spirit, but they still seemed incomplete.

Stretching out his little hand, the longbow fell into Nezha's hand immediately. Nezha looked up and down the longbow, which was much taller than him, and waved it in his hand.

"It's so light, what strength can it have? Bragging."

Nezha tilted his head, then turned over and jumped out of the city tower with his longbow in hand, and jumped straight off the city wall, scaring the gatekeepers and the people passing by carrying all kinds of building materials into panic.

"Third Young Master, why did you just jump off? Such a high place!"

"Did you fall? Don't fall."

"It's all right...is that all?"

Nezha waved his longbow and asked, "You said just now that no one can pull it away, is that all?"

The general nodded quickly and said yes again and again.

"Look."

Nezha snorted softly, pressed the bow body with his right hand, hooked his fingers on the bowstring, exerted lightly...increased strength...the veins burst out...

hum~

The bow trembled slightly, streams of light appeared on it, forming a long lock half a foot long.

Produced by Taibai Bai Ze, crafted by Bai Ze, long-lived child lock!

Nezha tilted his head, his big eyes were full of light, and he suddenly regained his energy.

"Fun, fun! It will shine!"

Most of the mortal soldiers around saw this, and most of their faces were covered with cold sweat.

The general hurried forward and said to Nezha: "Third young master, the commander-in-chief has told you not to move this thing.

You woke up the magic soldier, maybe there will be some disaster. "

"Okay," Nezha immediately felt disappointed, and threw the still shining longbow back into the general's hand, "It's really boring."

The general quickly lowered his head and smiled apologetically, just as he grasped the longbow with his big hand, the long locks made of immortal light on it exploded with a ping.

Li Changshou: ...

This is really an unimaginable way to lift the ban.

Nezha narrowed his eyes, feeling that he was being targeted and ridiculed by the longbow.

The general was trembling like a tiger, his eyes were red, and he almost cried with joy.

What kind of vision is this?What kind of opportunity is this? !

God chooses the master!

This must be the legendary god soldier who chooses the master!

Do I want to embark on a counterattack road, increase officials and ranks, fight for feudal lords, marry powerful women, and reach the pinnacle of life!

"Hold the general's saber!"

The general guarding the city gate shouted, threw the long sword in his hand to the soldier behind him, puffed up his arms, took a bow step, and made a posture of drawing a bow, looking at the sky.

"open!"