! All kinds of begging!
Su Ziyue's expression was a little stiff. She grabbed Jiang Wuji's arm with both hands and said worriedly,""Mr. Sanbu, if there's danger, why don't you forget about it? It's not worth it to put your life aside for me.”
Jiang Wuji glanced at Su Ziyue and shook his head,""The Longevity Incense has sent a message. The black paper maker already knows that you have found a paper maker to help you.
The Black Paper Craftsman definitely knows about my existence. This matter must be resolved.
Black Paper Craftsmen are too dangerous. No matter who they are, I have to clean up the sect.”
"Senior Mister Three No, you're right.”
"I like Mr. Sanbu's guts!"
"Paper Craftsman Hei Zha can't be left alive.”
"I support Mr. Sanbu. I can see that he has already become a hero.”
"Clean up the sect! Mr. Sanbu is really a role model for our generation!”
The audience in the live broadcast room was boiling with "beast" blood. They were shouting and urging Jiang Wuji to set off to destroy the black papermaker.
"Mr. Sanbu, no matter if you go up a mountain of knives or into a pot of oil, I, Su Ziyue, will accompany you.”
Jiang Wuji smiled. Was Su Ziyue confessing?
Su Ziyue also noticed that there was something wrong with his words. It was too ambiguous.
"Stand aside first."
Jiang Wuji placed the paper horse in the center of the shop and blessed it.
Jiang Wuji wrote a few strokes and stuck a talisman on the paper horse's forehead.
"Su Ziyue, hold my hand tightly and close your eyes.”
Su Ziyue threw away her shyness and hugged Jiang Wuji, closing her eyes tightly.
"F * ck!"
"F * ck!"
"Paper horse…He's alive."
"What a divine chariot!"
Su Ziyue closed her eyes and did not see the paper horse shaking its body and head.
The audience in the live broadcast room saw the paper horse come to life with their own eyes. They were all dumbfounded.
Everyone heard the neigh of the paper horse.
Jiang Wuji laughed.
"Thousand Miles Near, trade."
As soon as Jiang Wuji finished speaking, the audience in the live broadcast room was once again dumbfounded.
The foggy environment was very unfamiliar. The scene on the screen was no longer Sanbuzha Paper Shop.
"What a tall horse!"
"F * ck, at least three to four meters tall.”
"I beg for the same!"
The paper horse beside Jiang Wuji and Su Ziyue disappeared. A horse that was three to four meters tall appeared.
The horse was completely black, and its fur was as smooth as silk. No one would think that it was a paper horse.
Jiang Wuji hugged Su Ziyue's waist and with a thought, the two of them rode on the back of the tall horse.
"Wow!"
Su Ziyue opened her eyes and blurted.
Suddenly appearing in an unfamiliar environment, Jiang Wuji hugging her, and the two of them riding a horse, all of this made Su Ziyue unable to suppress the excitement in her heart.
"Giddyup!"
Jiang Wuji grabbed the reins of the horse with one hand and hugged Su Ziyue with the other as he shouted.
Whoosh!
The tall and large horse neighed, its bright eyes revealing ecstasy. Its hooves galloped forward with all its might.
The hazy surroundings were thrown to the back of his mind as he flew up at a high speed.
"It's too cool!"
"Awesome!"
"Those luxury cars on the market are so weak.”
Love the country, love the beauty more: " I beg for the same type. Mr. Sanbu, you must sell me one."”
"Mom asked me why I sprayed water on the screen. What should I say?”
The viewers in the live broadcast room who could send bullet comments had strong mental fortitude, but most of them were already dumbfounded. They stared at the screen in a daze. They did not even blink, let alone send bullet comments.
After a few breaths of time, the environment changed again. The hazy environment disappeared, and the audience saw a magnificent villa.
The villa was very big. The horses beside Jiang Wuji and Su Ziyue turned into paper horses again.
"Young man, you actually know the long-lost spell, Close, Yet Worlds Apart. Tell me, who is your master?”
"Eldest Senior Brother! How could it be you!"
In the live broadcast room, a bullet screen appeared and attracted the attention of the audience, including Jiang Wuji.
The person who sent the bullet comments was none other than Uncle Nine, the papermaker of the North Sea.
A white-haired old man in a black robe, his skin wrinkled like tree bark, and his gloomy eyes stared at Jiang Wuji.
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