The Prince of Exterminating Feng has already summoned the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan, then he must escape! Write "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info otherwise when the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan come over, he will have to finish playing.

So, the mad sword Sanlang gritted his teeth and threw out his treasure sword, preparing to fly and escape with his own sword, no longer wanting the 'one-time flying sword' of the White Venerable...... Although he still has some means, he can anger Venerable Bai one hundred percent. But those methods are too extreme, and if one is not careful, he may be destroyed by the white seniors. The cost is too great to be cost-effective.

He just likes to die, and he doesn't want to die!

What he wants is to do and not die!

Time is precious, the mad knife Sanlang didn't even have time to take off the Taoist robe on his body, he pinched a magic seal, the treasure knife stopped steadily in the air, and Sanlang jumped onto the knife himself.

The monk's flying swords, flying knives, or various flying magic weapons all have their own invisible formations that ordinary people can't see. As soon as you start flying with Edgeworth, you will immediately enter stealth mode.

After the three waves of the mad knife jumped onto the knife, he bowed to the monks present: "Fellow Daoists, Lang still has something to do, take a step ahead!

It is not strange to have many people, and before running away, he said goodbye to all Taoist friends, and secretly asked all Taoist friends to give face, and when the time came, don't help the pharmacist chase him.

After saying goodbye, the mad knife stepped on the three waves: "Thirty-three styles of the wind escape, hurricane escape!"

A cyan storm rolled up on the knife of the three waves, and the cyan storm did not disperse, just like a sports car slamming the accelerator, making a roaring sound. This is to accumulate strength, just wait for the three waves and a magic seal, and the sword can take him to escape from this place at a furious speed.

"Sanlang Daoyou, please stay!" At this time, the prince of the Destroying Phoenix shouted.

Is it the son of the Destroying Phoenix again? Crazy Dao Sanlang felt uneasy in his heart - this guy told the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan to inform, and at this time he still asked him to stay?

I really thought he was stupid for three waves, how could he stay at this time?

The three waves stepped on the treasure knife, drove the light, and swept towards the sky.

It was so fast that as soon as we flew together, we broke through the sound barrier.

However, just as the three waves of the mad sword were rising into the sky, suddenly, his figure slammed!

Then, there was a sharp pain in his lower back!

"Ahhhh He looked down and found that a rope loop appeared on his waist at some point.

Now, because of the super speed of his sword's flight, this rope ring was tightened all at once, and his waist was tightened into a small brute...... He couldn't breathe.

Below, the prince of the exterminating phoenix shrugged his shoulders: "So I said, let the three waves of Daoist friends stay for you!"

"When, when did you put a rope noose on me, why didn't I notice it at all?"

The prince of the exterminating phoenix stretched out his hand and pushed the glasses, and the light of wisdom reflected on the lenses: "Hehe, it's very simple, because it wasn't the rope sleeve I gave you." ”

"Who is that?" When the sword qi of the mad knife three waves slashed at this rope, it only cut the skin of the rope, and he couldn't cut this rope at all, and his heart became more and more anxious.

"It's me. A very hermit-like man replied lightly.

The so-called small hidden in the wild, hidden in the city, and big hidden in the court. The man in front of you is a real hermit, and he belongs to the kind of person who is not easy for you to find no matter where he is hidden.

It turned out to be him! No wonder, his magic weapon has the same 'hermit style' as himself, so Sanlang was trapped by the rope, and he didn't even notice it!

"Drunken Sun Layman, why do you want to help Exterminate Feng arrest me?" shouted Crazy Knife Sanlang, he hadn't offended the Drunken Layman recently.

"Hehehe. The hermit man smiled gently: "Sanlang Daoyou, you have called my name wrong. ”

"Don't play this stalk anymore at this time, okay? Your name, the ghost can only remember it! Whether you are eye-catching, or drunk, or drunk, in short, let me go. We have no grievances recently, so don't hurt each other. "The three waves of the mad knife are in a hurry.

Time is of the essence.

If this continues, the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan will come over.

"I'm sorry, Sanlang Daoyou. I used to owe a little favor to Daoyou Feng...... Now, he asked me to catch the three waves of Daoyou, I thought about it, and it would be good to return the little favor. The hermit man said, holding up three fingers: "However, I can give you three chances for the Three Waves Daoist." Just like last time, guess three times, guess my name in three times, and I'll let you go. ”

Crazy Knife Sanlang burst into tears: "Damn, it's you again, Kill Phoenix! I haven't offended you recently, have I?"

Gongzi Feng pushed his glasses: "Well, you didn't offend me." ”

"Why do you want to hurt each other like that? Why are you in such a hurry! The boat of friendship is very precious, don't capsize!"

Prince Feng shrugged: "But before, I owed Senior Brother Yao a favor. Now Senior Brother Yao asked me to keep you, so I will easily return Senior Brother Yao's favor. ”

Three waves of wild knives: "......"

Favor, it's kindness!

This society full of human affection makes Sanlang desperate!

"Drunken King Layman, is it Drunken King, right?" Crazy Knife Sanlang had no choice but to put his hope on guessing the Dao number - damn, this time when I go back, I must find out the Dao number of the drunken (?) layman, and then recite it ten times a day!

"Wrong, guess again. The hermit man smiled slightly.

"Drunken Emperor, it's always right this time, right? Drunken Emperor!" said Crazy Knife Sanlang hurriedly, and slapped a little sycophant.

"Well, that's a good number. Unfortunately, it's still not. The hermit man continued to smile.

Crazy Dao Sanlang gritted his teeth and said, "Drunken Immortal, this time must be right, right?" The immortal of wine, the drunken immortal!"

From king to emperor, and then to immortal ...... If this is not right, the three waves of the wild knife can only choose the dog belt. Time was pressing, and he didn't have time to think about it at all, so he could only rely on his blindness.

"Drunken Immortal? is a very meaningful Dao number, worthy of being a friend of the Three Waves. The hermit man grabbed the rope in his hand, and suddenly his face turned pale, and he slammed it fiercely: "But it's a pity that this layman is not called a drunken immortal!"

The rope was pulled again, and suddenly the small waist of the three waves was strangled into a gourd waist.

"Don't strangle anymore, don't strangle the layman, you're going to die, you're going to die. "Crazy Knife Sanlang feels that his waist has been strangled, so painful.

Moreover, he felt that his eyes were full of stars.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: "I remember, layman, your name is 'when is the bright moon'!

"Stupid, that's the screen name of this layman!" said the hermit man angrily, "Made, Drunken Moon!

Obviously, I think of the drunken sun, why don't you guess the sun, the stars, and the moon!

This is not right, suffer the death of the three waves!

The Drunken Moon Monk tightened the rope again!

"Ahhhhh "The gourd waist of the three waves has been strangled into a bee waist this time, and the sex appeal is terrible.

"Layman, don't strangle it again! If you strangle it any more, you will die. The three waves of the mad knife shouted.

"Early death and late death are all one death, it is better to die in the hands of the Medicine Master Daoist and Jiang Ziyan Daoyou, it is better to die in my hands!"

Finally, the three waves of the mad knife couldn't even scream.

He felt hallucinations in front of his eyes - it was his profligate life!

Is it a marquee before death?

Yes...... I have no regrets in my career!

Song Shuhang looked at the three waves of the mad knife who was strangled by his waist and his face was pale, and after thinking about it, he clasped his hands together and began to silently recite the "Dizang Crossing Soul Sutra".

Beside him, the foreign monk also followed his example, dressed in a jasper robe, and began to recite the "Dizang Soul Sutra".

Immediately afterward, it was Master Tongxuan, who also clasped his hands together, and although he did not make a sound, he was also silently reciting the scriptures.

Subsequently, the national first-class screenwriter Tunyun Seng also joined the ranks of chanting scriptures.

All four have the light of merit on their bodies.

For a time, the scene was full of Sanskrit sounds, and the golden light of merit shone on the scene.

......

......

I don't know how long it took, but the three waves of the mad knife woke up again. The pain of almost being strangled in his waist reminded him that he was still alive.

"Hahahaha, I'm not dead yet. "The three waves of the wild knife let out a loud laugh, as long as you don't die, it's a victory!

"Sanlang Daoyou, please smile with a small arc, the arc is too big and not beautiful. At this time, Jiang Ziyan's cold voice came.

Crazy Dao Sanlang's body stiffened, he looked down and found that Jiang Ziyan girl was squatting at his feet, using the rope provided by the 'drunken (?) layman' to tie his legs tightly.

Then the medicine man tied his arms behind his head on top of his head, and tied them equally tightly.

In this way, the three waves are tied into a '1' shape.

The pharmacist said loudly, "That's pretty much it." ”

Jiang Ziyan replied: "It's okay, and then dress him up in a festive way, and you can rise into the air and hang it up." ”

"Well, it's almost time for the drug to kick in. I've never used this medicine on a monk before, and I don't know how effective it is, so I'm looking forward to it. The pharmacist smiled at the three waves of the mad knife, the current pharmacist is a real warm man, and his smile is particularly gentle.

But Sanlang felt a chill, and the soles of his feet rushed to his head.

What medicine did the pharmacist feed him again?

Hang up, festive points, new drugs?

What do pharmacists and Jiang Ziyan, a Doudou man and woman, want to do to him?

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On the other side, the Nine Shadows World, the Afterlife Mountain.

A total of six cave masters gathered together, and each of these cave masters of the seventy-seven caves of the 'Afterlife Mountain' had the strength of a six-rank true monarch.

"The Dragon Cave Lord hasn't appeared yet?"

"You can't have arrived in Huaxia, right?"

"No, if it's already in Huaxia, it will at least notify us, right?"

"Forget it, we don't care about him. Even if he is the initiator of this plan, if the time is up, we will do the plan ourselves. ”

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!" (To be continued.) )