"Do you want to be stronger?"

"Don't want to"

"Do you want to fight back?"

"Don't want to"

"Do you want to be the king of the world?"

"Don't want to"

...…

Now Feng Wuwu is facing a very embarrassing situation, an old man with a bare ass is chasing him, and he is still holding a big-breasted girl in his arms, these are actually secondary, and the most important thing is that there has always been a voice in his ear.

Plug-ins are generally needed by the protagonists who are more rookies, such as Feng Wu, who was born to be a hanger, plug-in or something, dispensable.

The dragon vein was right, that bead was indeed a plug-in at one time, but it was a bit too much to destroy the world at this level.

"Do you want to ......"

"Shut up, I don't want anything anymore, can you mute me?"

The beads were silent for a while, and there was no response, it should be that the machine was a little old and stuck.

Feng Wucai didn't care so much, as long as he didn't have that voice in his head, and at the same time, he found that the old lama behind him didn't seem to be able to do it, and his speed was obviously much better.

The state of King Kong cannot be maintained all the time, in addition to the need for Buddhism to practice to a certain extent, and at the same time, it also needs its own qi and blood as support, and the old lama is no matter how powerful his cultivation is, how can he be an old man who is more than a hundred years old, and his qi and blood have already begun to decay.

In the spirit of respecting the old and loving the young, Feng Wu felt that if this old man could give up on his own, he would not do it, after all, it would hurt the peace of the heavens.

But the old lama escaped from his arms with a test tube, which contained a dark green liquid, and drank it all in one go.

Although the old lama has a bare ass, the muscles all over his body are those bodybuilding champions seem to be jealous, but this is not the point, after coughing up the medicine, his speed has risen again, and it is faster than before, and he is faintly about to catch up with Feng Wu.

"Do you want to get rid of the old man behind you?" the bead seemed to react now, and once again offered his own sexy and low seductive voice.

"Okay, no problem, how do it!"

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, the bead that hides in Feng Wu's waist actually has a feeling of relief, thinking that its inner monologue now is: "This ghost host, why is it so difficult to serve!"

Feng Wuzheng was about to look at the plug-in in his waist and suddenly shook his majesty, but it seemed to be stuck...

"That plug-in, do you want to upgrade the system or something!"

“…...”

If it weren't for the fact that he really didn't have a choice at that time, Zhu Zi would definitely not choose the host of a ghost animal like Feng Wu, he would definitely find a dick who was willing to kneel and lick him.

Seeing that the old lama was about to catch up, the beads finally came into full swing.

Originally, in the dark night on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, there was only one golden old man, but now there is a person with a green light, yes, it is a green light.

Feng Wu discussed with his plug-in whether he could change the color, but the bead ignored him at all, and this light emanated from Feng Wu's waist, getting brighter and brighter.

Seeing that Feng Wu had stopped, the old lama was flying with guidance in his hand, his face was solemn, and after a low shout, a swastika shining with golden light flew towards Feng Wu.

Feng Wuzheng was about to block it, but a mysterious force directly turned the mark around, yes, it turned his head, and the old lama didn't react.

Then the old man with his bare ass and balls was cold.

"What the hell are you?"

The beads still didn't respond.

Feng Wu couldn't beat the old lama, but if he directly started to fight this old lama, it would inevitably take a lot of effort, and it would definitely not be as simple as the current state of being covered in green.

The power used by the beads was something he had never seen before, vaguely like the power of the law.

"You...... Do you think it's okay to defeat me, you're very powerful, but there are still many forces in this world that you don't know about, and the people behind me will always hunt you down!"

"Does the villain have to be ruthless, who is the person behind you, say it and let me do it!"

Once this kind of thing was said, the old lama couldn't think about it anymore, he was killed by a gun, and this kind of gun even made Feng Wu feel a sense of crisis.

Xie Chunhua on the side was still in the thrill of flying, but suddenly died, this plot made her a little unacceptable, after all, she is still an ordinary person.

"Don't look at him, I don't know what the identity of this lama is, forget it, I'll put on a dress for him!"

When Feng Wuzheng was about to take off his coat and put it on the old lama, the bullet that could shoot the cultivator appeared again.

As long as a cultivator is successful in his studies, after entering the hall, the bullet will generally not hurt them, and even if he goes further, it is not a problem to catch the bullet with his bare hands.

The first time he succeeded, it was Feng Wu who was careless, this time he was originally luring the enemy, and it would be too much if he missed again at this time.

His eyes flashed with golden light, and the speed of the bullet slowed down dozens of times in Feng Wu's eyes, and the full picture of the bullet was also revealed in front of Feng Wu.

The material cannot be analyzed clearly for the time being, but the lines on it are very similar to the Tibetan script, and it is because of this pattern that the bullet can enter the old lama's body.

It wasn't that he had to pretend to be forced, but Feng Wu felt that there was no easier way to deal with this kind of thing than to grab it with his bare hands.

Just as the golden light in his hand rose and held the bullet in his hand, the bullet did not stop as Feng Wu expected, but directly penetrated his palm.

But fortunately, after penetrating the palm of his hand, he had no strength left, and it hit Xie Chunhua like a small pebble.

In Xie Chunhua's opinion, all this was done in an instant, she only had time to feel that her forehead was hit by a hard object, and then she saw Feng Wu's palm being shot through.

"Feng Wu, what's the matter, what happened just now, how did your hand hurt!" Xie Chunhua rushed to Feng Wu's side with a crying voice, removed a strip of cloth from his body, and bandaged Feng Wu's wound.

And the person concerned has been stunned and motionless, if someone from the cultivation world sees it, he will definitely exclaim: "What a powerful divine sense!"

When his palm was shot through, Feng Wu reacted to a problem: he had underestimated the enemy.

No matter how fast the flight is, it is not as fast as the extension of the divine sense, Feng Wu's divine consciousness is basically all out of the body, chasing in the direction where the bullet is flying.

As a great life master, as long as he has confirmed his eyes with the person who shot the black gun, he is a person who can't escape, but Feng Wudu has searched for a hundred kilometers in a circle, and still hasn't found the other party.

It seems that this person is not only powerful with guns and bullets, but also has this good hidden treasure, which can evade Feng Wu's divine sense, which is already quite a good treasure.