[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

"what……"

A suppressed cry of pain with disbelief broke the silence of the Glazed Wonderland in the middle of the night, and a white figure flew out of the Glazed Wonderland like a broken doll.

"As expected..." Accompanied by a light mock, Long Su, who had waited for some time outside Liuli Xian, followed the white shadow that flew out and jumped down the cliff.

"It's really miserable." Long Su supported Jianzi's body in free fall with the airflow, and he didn't hide the schadenfreude on his face at all.

As if to appreciate Jianzi's rare misery, Long Su descended very slowly, and Jianzi also woke up after a short coma.

Aware of his own situation, Jianzi's face flashed with astonishment, but it became clear again when he saw Long Su descending slowly beside him.

During the descent, no one spoke. When Long Su's feet lightly touched the ground, Jian Zi's body also fell lightly to the ground.

"Long Su, I'm heartbroken." Jianzi was lying on the ground on his back, the bright red corners of his mouth were vividly visible, his voice was even hoarse, not as clear as it used to be.

Long Su casually leaned against the cliff and lowered his head slightly, looking at the weak but calm-looking person, and echoed, "Well, you really should be disappointed."

Then Long Su saw that the person who was still calm suddenly changed his expression and became saddened: "I am already like this, and you still have the heart to stand by and watch, it really hurts my heart."

"..." The corners of Long Su's lips raised and he couldn't help sneering: "Jianzi, if you want me to make up for Sheng Zong, you may as well just say it, Long Su will definitely help out as a friend for many years."

If it wasn't for Jianzi not being able to move now, I'm afraid he would beat his chest hard enough to show that he was careless in making friends, Long Su was slandering in his heart, when he saw Jianzi who couldn't move, he rolled his eyes indecently and condemned himself : "Long Su, I was hurt so badly, where did your best friend go?"

Long Su raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and carelessly stroked the hair on his forehead, and then looked at Jianzi with a surprised face: "Huh? Could it be that a bone in your body is broken?"

Hearing the "throwing" in Long Su's accent, Jianzi endured and endured but still couldn't help complaining: "Did you come all the way to see the play?"

"Yeah, Jianzi, believe me, even if I'm thousands of miles away, I'll definitely come here when I know my friend is in trouble."

30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, Feng Shui turns what kind of sword means he can accept it, but Long Su, do you really plan to let me lie like this until you read enough of the book? ***!Please pull! TT