Only then did everyone know why Qiao Feifei wanted to go to peep, and they were all convinced. They had already seen it once, and they didn't have much hypocrisy at this time, they just watched and looked at it, and their mouths were amazed. Bo Rushuang couldn't help but grinned and said, "Old man Qiao, your methods are also vicious, but how do you want that pair of dog men and women to meet people in the future?"

Qiao Feifei said with a smile: "I just want the whole world to know that that old thing is a useless rotten heart, and I can't see if he can go out!"

Everyone laughed, but Qiao Feifei came to Tian Yan's side again, bit his ear and said: "Boy, how about I finish using this bead, how about sending you to play?" ”

Tian Yan's face suddenly flushed, and he didn't dare to answer, but he had a little yearning in his heart for no reason, and he couldn't help but think: "It's good to take a picture and take a look, otherwise how can I know if I'm powerful?" Like Zhuo Lao, the appearance of physical weakness and impotence is public to the world, but the shame is better than being naked.

When Fang Yue'e saw them muttering, she had already guessed the dirty things in them, but she was thinking in her heart: "As long as Yan'er dares to come, I am naturally not afraid." It's just that this mirage bead must be properly collected, if it flows out once, let some boring men look at Qiu'er, but they will be ashamed to death. ”

Let's say that Zhuo Lao and Rou'er suddenly heard the shouts of the foreign enemy, and immediately rushed out, but saw that the entire treasure pavilion was already ten rooms and nine empty, and they were immediately angry, and then looked at the row of crooked handwriting on the wall, I don't know what is going on. But the hateful Shicai only cared about affection, and left the godwalker larva into the horns, and even let the bullet succeed again.

The treasures hidden in this treasure pavilion are the lifeblood of the ancient sword pavilion, and now they have been moved, but I am afraid that it will not last long, and the sect will be difficult to maintain, and the disaster of defeat and overthrow is a matter of time and evening. The two of them felt that they were not opponents, and they were afraid that their opponents would run away without a shadow, so they could only gather all the capable disciples under their doors, and chased after them quickly, saying that they would hang their tails and find an opportunity to kill. Even if you fill up a lot of lives, you have to force this line of thieves to spit out the treasure.

Who knew that Qiao Feifei was waiting for this one, and when the unsightly and filthy image shone into the sky, it was a shocking ghost and god, and he had not seen the ancients before, and he had not seen the comers afterward, and his great names of Zhuo Lao and Rou'er would inevitably write a strong stroke in the history of the Six Paths of Cultivation, and he would be ashamed to laugh for eternity.

Seeing such a fragrant and glamorous hand, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Pavilion unconsciously slowed down their speed, and seven or eight out of ten finished looking at the heavens, so they secretly took their eyes and wandered around Rou'er, thinking about what was wrong. Some untrained chicks have long been red-faced and at a loss, but they are also quietly looking at them and yearning for them. These kinds of things, looking at the past and the present, are all ordinary, and they only like to look at the woman's body and appearance, movements and expressions, and as for the other half, whether she is a human or a ghost, it is a cucumber, and it has nothing to do with it.

Although that Rou'er is a flattering person, she is a woman after all, if this gaze is only ten ways, she can't say that she has to wander again, flying a few flattering eyes. Now it was hundreds, if not thousands, like a torrent, and when they were all in one place, it was as if they had given birth to substance, as if their furry paws were fiddling with her, trying to strip her naked. She subconsciously hugged her body tightly, stomped her foot, and didn't even return to her natal flying sword, and flew to the dojo. Only Zhuo Lao was left useless, resisting a lot of strange eyes.

Zhuo Lao was furious for a long time, but his own ugliness was reflected in the sky above his head repeatedly, and the majesty and dignity accumulated in the past had been shattered, and he wanted to correct the color, and reprimanded and admonished a few words, but his throat was stiff, and he couldn't spit out a word. In the end, he had to sigh and urge the speed to the extreme, chasing after him first, leaving a group of disciples hanging behind, looking up at the sky for a while, and talking to each other for a while, from time to time there were words of laughter and teasing, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic. Sure enough, watching these kinds of things, there are many people, and it is the most enjoyable.

Qiao Feifei saw Zhuo Lao chasing after him, so he smiled and said, "This old thing knows that he is afraid of ugliness, and even his disciples are clean." You don't want people to look at it, but I'm not as good as you like!" immediately ordered Lei Benben to choose some densely populated places to pass by, and always publicize this old thing to everyone, no one knows it, and the whole world admires it.

In this way, everyone left the mountains and wilderness, and walked along the main road, and there were many towns and villages along the way, and a group of foolish men and foolish women saw the vision in the sky, and they thought that the gods had appeared and the magic power reached the sky, and they all knelt down and prayed, and they were very pious. When I looked closely, I saw that the two immortals in the painting were the same as their own family, with nose and eyes, hands and feet, and the good things they did were ordinary tricks, not very difficult, and the awe suddenly decreased a lot, and they were bold enough to get up and point, and they were talking about it, but they were afraid that they were calculating in their hearts.

Zhuo Lao flew in the sky, only to see the crowd surging, looking at the sky and discussing, his own ugly state, I don't know how many pairs of eyes have passed, I can't guarantee that there will be a temple golden body tomorrow, and set up a plaque of joy and fairy in the room, it will inevitably be full of incense, and worship countless people. Such a great shame, he only felt that his brain was burned through by anger, and he couldn't help but roar wildly, and used his strength to chase after him. No matter what he wins or loses, what treasury he has, he doesn't care at all, he just wants to catch up with this group of people who kill a thousand knives, fight one to make a book, fight two for nothing, and always bite off a few pieces of meat to relieve the shame and anger in his heart.

Helplessly, Lei Ben ran to beat him too much, and he continued to squeeze his potential, but there was always a few points missing. He chased after him for a while, but he couldn't catch up, and his anger gradually went down, and his mind was a little clearer, so he wanted to leave and end this absurd farce. I always remember the huge amount of money that I lost in my heart, and I wanted to turn around several times, but I couldn't bear it, I was indecisive, and I was embarrassed.

His look of wanting to go and return to rest has long been accepted by everyone, Bo Wangxue thought about it, and had a plan in his heart, so he gathered everyone together, and said it like this. After everyone heard it, they all praised her for being wonderful, praising her for having the style of a sword king, and not letting her go. At that moment, he put away the mirage bead according to the plan, left the avenue, and went to the mountains and wilderness. Look at that direction, although there are many detours, it is heading towards Zhao Jianba's Four Seas Cliff.