"Be careful!"

Lin Fengyu''s heart was stuck in his throat, and he couldn''t control the etiquette that the eldest lady should abide by, and shouted to song Qingshu.

The silver net turned into a little liquid in Song linger''s hand, slipped out of the finger crack of killing human, and went straight to song Qingshu!

"Elder, you are really naive."

Song Qingshu has long noticed the small expression of the empty shadow in white, and deliberately triggered it just to see what kind of trap the empty shadow in white will be.

"Hey, you triggered it anyway. It''s fun. It''s just a little thing. It''s still very interesting to pass the time."

The empty shadow in white smiled as if watching a good play, and there was no idea that he should reflect after cheating people.

"Anyway, you don''t hurt yourself. Don''t blame me."

Song Qingshu smiled in a low voice. In his hand, he gathered a black thunder symbolizing the power of the rules of the meteoric Avenue. The black thunder wrapped in the dark blue current of the Tao and slid sideways from the people.

After crossing song linger, the silver net turned into a silver short gun. Until song Qingshu, there was a mentality of not giving up until he reached his goal.

"Whew --!"

The silver short gun sent out a scream, and the silver gun rolled up the strong wind that was enough to cut people''s skin, which was close to the appearance of song Qingshu. There was no intention to let song Qingshu go.

"Come on!"

Song Qingshu turned the black thunder into a gun and pointed to the silver short gun.

The gun tip is connected with the gun tip, and a vacuum area is directly bombarded at the contact point.

After a toothy explosion from the vacuum area, it burst directly, and the space-time turbulence gushing out of the hole spread in all directions like an oncoming tide.

The silver short gun was rolled ten feet away by the turbulence built by the space-time Avenue. In an instant, it unloaded all the momentum, like a dry boat, floating in the space-time turbulence.

Song Qingshu directly opened a space in the turbulence of time and space. The turbulence of time and space could not be next to song Qingshu''s robe at all.

"Call -"

Song Qingshu spewed out his turbid breath, and the power of the rules of the space-time Avenue circulated on his side, but with a wave of his sleeve robe, the power of the rules of the space-time Avenue gathered to his side, and did not spread to song linger, them and the people in the rosefinch domain.

The silver short gun vibrated several times, shaking off all the chaotic flow of the space-time Avenue on the gun body. The silver gun accelerated again. The speed seemed to be a streamer cutting through the space, which was aimed at Song Qingshu and attacked directly with the power of several Avenue rules!

"Overestimate."

Song Qingshu took a turn, and the silver gun passed directly in front of the tip of his nose. Seeing that one shot failed, the silver gun turned back and went straight to the back of song Qingshu''s head.

"Elder, it''s too troublesome for you to make this thing here."

Song Qingshu complained unhappily and condensed the meteoric thunder in his hand into a short blade somewhat similar to the silver short gun, which was directly on the front of the silver short gun.

"Boom --!"

There was another roar. The floor within a few feet of song Qingshu was oppressed by the shock, like a cobweb.

"Song Qingshu!"

Lin Fengyu naturally saw that song Qingshu seemed to be a little shriveled. He held a sword in his hand and shouted to song Qingshu with some worry: "I''ll help you now -"

"No, and it''s not necessary."

Song Qingshu looked at the silver short gun in front of him and couldn''t help but hook the corner of his mouth.

To outsiders, the silver shotgun seems to be so much better than him.

However, song Qingshu knew that although there was no trace left after the battle on the surface, the silver short gun rose from the tip of the gun and was hit by the thunder of the rules of the meteoric Avenue in Song Qingshu''s hand.

"Oh, it''s so simple to be cracked by the younger generation. I have some bad taste."

The empty shadow in white floated beside Lin Fengyu, couldn''t help stroking the beard that couldn''t see some color, and smiled to inform the onlookers of the victory and defeat.

"Well... How can he even win? It''s obvious that song Qingshu fell behind. How can he win?!"

Lin Fengyu unbelievably pointed to the floor under song Qingshu. The floor had been broken and could not see the original shape.

Even the bookshelf that originally existed in the middle of the second floor did not know where it flew because of the confrontation between Song Qingshu and the silver short gun.

However, the only thing to be thankful for is that those secrets had some prohibitions, but there was no damage in the fight.

"Elder, have you expected such a situation to happen?"

Song Qingshu frowned at those forbidden secrets.

There are prohibitions on this secret collection. The prohibitions are cumbersome. Obviously, they are to prevent these secret collections from being destroyed by fighting.

"Yes." The empty shadow in white didn''t mean to hide at all. He nodded directly, "if you hit it and directly destroyed all my secret collections, who should it be?"

"If you''re afraid of destruction, don''t make such a ghost come out?"

Song Qingshu almost threw a stone at the empty shadow in white, but the empty shadow in white can be regarded as their predecessors after all. Even if song Qingshu is presumptuous, he can''t really do it.

Lin Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Song Qingshu! You really scared the hell out of me! "

"What''s to be scared of? It''s not a big deal. Can this kind of thing hurt me? "

Song Qingshu smiled quite easily and patted Lin Fengyu, indicating that she was a little relaxed.

Lin Fengyu was stunned, but he didn''t avoid song Qingshu.

Situ Lei also stepped forward and sighed: "your series of operations really make people feel worried and scared all the time. I''m really..."

Situ Lei could not help complaining. The huge sword in his hand was like a crutch, standing under his elbow.

"Sorry, sorry, but I''m used to it."

Song Qingshu smiled, waved his hand, and coughed a little embarrassed.

People in Zhuque region have their own habits. Song Qingshu will try his best to run them in with them.

"I''m not saying what''s wrong with you doing this... But we''re a little worried about you..."

Lin Fengyu bowed his head and hung a little crimson on his cheek.

Song Qingshu is now familiar with their people in the rosefinch region. Naturally, he doesn''t have much shelf. Lin Fengyu is worried about him, which is also Lin Fengyu''s goodwill. Of course, he would not feel anything inappropriate because of such a thing.