"Bang Long~" Ye Fan swallowed his saliva lightly, his eyes twitched and looked towards the old monk, but in his heart, he greeted the eighteen generations of Wang Sanqian's ancestors.

If this monk starts to go crazy, Lao Tzu can't stop it!

"Old... Old monk, don't get excited, he...."Ye Fan trembled for a long time, and pulled aside the few women next to the table, away from this war-torn place.

Because he seemed to have smelled a trace of danger, a suffocating breath, so that he couldn't help but make his eyelids jump wildly.

"Brother Fan, you don't have to call them away, I will save some face for the old monk, don't worry. Wang Sanqian was suddenly unhappy, why did you take them away, such a moment of pretending to be forced can't be appreciated by no one!

When Ye Fan heard this, he was stunned, and the corners of his mouth secretly scolded: "Wang Sanqian is really a brainless thing, don't you see the muscles of the old monk who are about to explode?

Immediately he was not happy, and looked at Wang Sanqian with his hands in his eyes: "Okay, okay, I'm going to sit here today and watch you pretend, if you win the battle, you don't have to call me Brother Fan in the future, how about I change my name to Brother Qian?"

When Wang Sanqian heard this, his eyes lit up, yes, this deal is really cost-effective.

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he looked at Wang Sanqian with disdain, and then said to the old monk: "Old monk, you don't need to give me face today, as long as you don't kill or cripple, whatever you want, how comfortable you are, you must not give me face!"

After speaking, he pulled Chen Xin, who was unreasonable, aside from him.

"Hey, it looks like I'm going to break my vows again today. The old monk sighed slightly, folded his hands and stood up, put down the Buddha in his hand and said, "Chen Xin, right? Let you see my strength first." ”

"Old monk, you don't need to put Buddha beads, I won't break him, I'll make your head a bigger light bulb at most, hahaha. Poor Wang Sanqian didn't seem to realize that his death and hell were coming.

"The poor monk put down the beads because he didn't want to be defiled by blood. The old monk prayed intently, and then looked at Wang Sanqian: "Little friend, are you ready to accept the wrath of the old man?"

"Haha, you still gasp when you say you're fat?" Wang Sanqian cocked his nose, didn't put the old monk in his eyes at all, and rushed away, and a heavy bombardment sound came from the steps under his feet.

The old monk was not afraid, his eyes were faintly lost, a hint of success flashed, his legs flicked suddenly, and he disappeared in place in an instant, only to feel a breeze in his ears.

Then there was a scream: "Ah.....hhhhh

The bullying of screams is like being cramped by bones.

"Tsk, let's go out and have a look. Ye Fan secretly shook his head twice, it seems that Wang Sanqian has provoked the old monk, and it is good to teach him a lesson, otherwise he really doesn't know how high the sky is!

Bang bang bang~

As soon as they reached the door, they heard voices from the sky and terrifying screams.

It was really a woman who wept when she heard it, a man who listened to it and pondered, a child who heard it crying, and a little black and white tiger girl who listened happily.

"This...."Seeing that Wang Sanqian was beaten into a sandbag by a giant arhat of six or seven meters above the sky, Chen Xin was stunned, he really didn't expect the old monk to be so terrifying, it was almost the same as Ye Fan's strength.

Thinking of this, he looked at Ye Fan and asked what he meant.

Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh when he was looked at like this, and said leisurely: "Hey, although the old monk can't beat me, I won't help the three thousand, it's good to let him suffer a little." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Chen Xin leisurely: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Forehead.... I know you're a ghost, pretending to be so thorough, if your right foot doesn't tremble, I'll really believe it!

Ye Fan couldn't help but blush when he saw that he had been tried on, and he looked at the sky with righteous words, ready to comment on the strength of the two-handed king three thousand, but he didn't want two white things to fly over their heads.

Almost Ye Fan jumped up and roared angrily, ", Superman!"

looked at it again, but Ye Fan was frightened, and the whole person almost didn't lift it up in one breath, and fell down with Chen Xin.

This Nima rushed up not Superman, nor Ultraman, even more unhappy Batman, but Li Muxi, who was stunned next to him just now, Li Muxi! Li Muxi, that violent woman.

It's not appropriate to say more, Ye Fan can't be idle, he glanced at Chen Xin and hurriedly rushed towards Li Muxi in the middle of the road, it's not enough for you to go up and stuff the old monk's teeth, do you still want to have a husband and wife mixed fight?

It is estimated that the two of you will be added together, and maybe the old monk can solve you with a single saliva.

"Stop, stop, what are you doing up there!" Ye Fan was extremely fast, and stopped Li Muxi in an instant, grabbed her right hand and didn't let her move a bit.

"Why are you stopping me, this old bald donkey dares to fight three thousand. Li Muxi's willow eyebrows stood upside down, and the anger between his eyebrows seemed to be burning: "I am usually reluctant to beat him, how can he let others beat!"

Saying that, she struggled hard to break free from Ye Fan's shackles, but to no avail, she was also decisive, seeing that the struggle was useless, her right foot was raised and surrounded by a touch of aura, and she kicked hard, and flew towards Ye Fan!

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was almost frightened and incontinent, and his face was not distorted with fright, so ruthless? Wang Sanqian was not beaten by Lao Tzu, fortunately, Lao Tzu knew that you were ready for your long legs.

Ye Fan smiled at the corner of her mouth, and with a clamp between her legs, she easily sandwiched the long leg in the middle, and her hands and feet were controlled by Ye Fan, and it was impossible for her to move if she wanted to now.

Looking at Wang Sanqian, who was beaten into a sandbag in the sky, Li Muxi's eyes were red, and he said coldly: "Can you let it go?"

Ye Fan shook his head and shook his head like a stopper: "Don't let go of anything!"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure and sure to decide again, don't let go!"

Li Muxi nodded, didn't struggle, just glanced at Sun Xiaoxiao and Xu Qing below: "Xu Qing, Ye Fan made peace with him privately last night..."

Seeing that Ye Fan had already let go of his arms with both hands, he stood aside, nodded lightly with a light face, stroked his mouth and said, "Heroine, please!"

The speed at which I changed my face was really unprecedented, and she finally understood why Wang Sanqian was so virtuous, and looked at Ye Fan, it was really close to Zhu and black from ink!

"Count you as acquaintances!" he put down a sentence fiercely, and rushed towards the sky: "Old bald donkey, stop for the old lady, the old lady's man can only be beaten by the old lady, you are not qualified yet!"