Leng Wuya and his party

"How do you talk to my master??"**Wu'er has always been the most favored by Tianju Gongzu, and when he saw someone disrespectful to his Tianju Gongzu, he was naturally angry, so he was the first to stand up and defend the legitimate rights and interests of Tianju Gongzu.

"Hmph" ** Wu'er said angrily: "Boy, little black, don't look at you as the first one we see alive on this planet, but it doesn't matter, I can also make you the first to die on this planet, if you don't want to die like this, then it's easy to do, you answer any question from my master, what my master asks you, you answer truthfully, do you understand?"

"Oh, oh, oh, yes, yes" The football devil saw that Wu'er was the first to share the worries of the sect leader, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious, after all, he was the boss.

Mi'er walked up to the little black man and said hurriedly: "Whatever the leader asks you, you will answer, for example, the leader will ask you: What is the king of sports? What do you answer?"

"I don't know" the little black man's head shook into a rattle.

You answer: football, football is the king of sports. Remember?"

"Remember," the little black man nodded in the affirmative, and said, "I replied: football, football is the king of sports." ”

"Hmm," Mi'er nodded with great satisfaction.

"It's always good to cooperate, it's better than not to cooperate. Unwilling to be lonely, the second Sugar Demon came over and smiled at the little black man: "Our sect leader will also ask: What is the king of spices? ”

"Got it" The little black man replied busily: "Football, football is the king of spices, hee-hee, widow, oh no, I just memorized it, hee-hee... ”

"No, wrong. Er'er shook his hand anxiously and said: "What is football, how can it be the king of spices... ”

"Who is rare about your king of spices, people's football is the king of sports, sports are much more intense than your seasonings. Mi'er said disdainfully.

"I know, but sports don't have seasonings, they have flavor. Er'er glanced at Er'er, turned to the little black man and continued: "You can't answer badly, you have to answer sugar, sugar is the king of spices, remember?"

"Remember," the little black man nodded.

"What is the king of spices?" Er'er asked again unwillingly.

"Sugar, sugar is the king of spices. The little black man replied.

"Hmm" Er'er nodded, expressing satisfaction.

"Hey, don't patronize the spices, and the drinks... "Coffee Demon San'er is not willing to be lonely.

San'er said with a little emotion: "With my understanding of the sect leader and his old man, he may inevitably ask, maybe it is inevitable, do you understand? Forgive you for not understanding, since you don't understand, then what I said may be said, this may be inevitable, that is, the sect leader maybe, it will be inevitable, so the sect leader will inevitably ask, what to ask? The sect leader asks: What is the king of drinks?"

"Football," the little black man replied without even thinking about it.

"No, that's not true. San'er said urgently.

"That's, well, sugar, sugar is the king of drinks. "Little Negro.

"It's not right" San'er said: "Let me tell you directly, it's coffee, coffee is the king of drinks, you know?"

"Got it," replied the little black man very simply.

"Okay, I'll ask you now, what is the King of Drinks?" asked San'er.

"Football is the king of drinks. The little black man replied.

"Wrong," the second and third children said at the same time.

"Oh, yes. The little black man deliberately patted his head.

"Oligo, I remember, sugar, yes, sugar is the king of sports. "Little Negro.

"What kind of sugar is the king of sports?" San'er said angrily, "Didn't you just tell you? ”

As soon as San'er's words fell, he immediately felt that something was wrong, he symbolically slapped his face, and then corrected: "It's all confusing to you, authentic, coffee is the king of drinks, and football is the king of spices." ”

", there's no mistake. Mi'er was dissatisfied, and said in a loud voice: "Why do you put my baby soccer ball on the seasoning, why don't you put your broken coffee on the seasoning?"

"You two are less coming" Er'er was also annoyed: "We have our own king of spices, where does the taste of seasonings come from?" Our king of spices is sugar, and sugar is not toffee, but toffee is also a small kind of our king of spices, San'er will say your coffee, Brother Mi'er, you have also drunk it, just imagine, if I don't put the toffee in your coffee, San'er, can you drink football?"

"What a mess" San'er was mad.

"Er'er, what are you talking nonsense? Can you drink football? You are the king of spices, and you can't drink football, who doesn't know that football is played, and in the future, you will put your toffee into your soccer ball and kick my coffee." ”

"Hahahaha," the little black man laughed freely.

Leng Wuya fell into deep thought, he felt that this little black man was very surprised, and extremely evil, so he simply used the noun, and turned these so-called senior demons upside down, Leng Wuya stared at the little black man, looking at this little black man very embarrassed.

"Why are you looking at me?" The little black man was dissatisfied: "Why are you just staring at the widow, wow, why do you look at me? You look handsome and don't let go of your eyes, you stare at me like this, make me look confident in myself, hehe, even more proud, what, don't stare at it, look at your own people, okay?"

"Fuck" Xihong's mouth pouted: "I've seen shameless, I haven't seen shameless to such an extent, the slave family is really open-eyed." ”

"You girl don't talk nonsense," the little black man glared at the West Red clan.

"Widowed, it doesn't matter if you are a man or a woman, do you think that you have become a human being, and you will not know you if you are widowed?"

Hearing this, Xihong's female self-esteem was ridiculed, and she couldn't help but say angrily: "What? You know the slave family, where did you know it?" Tell me, you, you also deserve to know the slave family, just like you, you are a dead man, and 。。。。。 ”

Before Xihong's words fell, no one noticed that the little black man showed a slightly flustered expression, his frightened eyes widened, stared at Xihong, and unconsciously took a step back.

Seeing Xihong's smile and disapproving look, the little black man breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and said: "Who is the dead man? ”

"What do you love" Qin Shou hurriedly said: "What are you, it doesn't matter, I just want to know, this Vega, is it just you? Why don't you see other people? Legend has it that there are some women on this Vega, but I see that you are ugly, and you are not a woman, if you are not a woman, then where are the women on Vega?"

"Widow, ah, wow, me, of course, not a woman. The little black man replied, and then, pointing to the West Hung, said, "She is the one who is a woman." ”

"Of course, the slave family is a female streamer, and the slave family must be a female streamer, just a female streamer, what's wrong?" Xihong said dissatisfied.

The little black man didn't pay attention to the Xihong clan, and then pointed to Tianju Gongzu and said, "He is also a woman." ”

"This sect leader, I" Tianju Gongzu was so angry that his face was full of anger: "You are a little cub, you can see the upper body of this sect master, and the lower body of this sect master, you can ignore it." ”

Tianju Gongzu said that he was going to take off his pants when he was angry.

Seeing this, Leng Wuya knew that his lower body was strange, and hurriedly stopped: "Don't mind, don't mind, Brother Ju, if you want to prove it, go to him alone, don't take off your pants, it's disgusting to everyone." ”

(Note: Tianju Gongzu is a shemale physique of a woman and a man, which has been introduced above.) ）

"That's good," Tianju Gongzu snorted and lifted his pants.

"This matter is not over" Tianju Gongzu pointed at the little black man, and said angrily: "You have completely and unreservedly 100%, offended the sect leader me, so, how can I give up on the sect master, since you have offended the sect leader me, then, as a punishment, hum... ”

Tianju Gongzu laughed darkly.

"What can you do?" The little black man looked indignant: "Who is afraid of whom these days? The mountains don't turn around, the mountains and rivers don't turn, the widows, ahhh

"Ask you a question" Tianju Gongzu was also awe-inspiring: "Asking questions is the most severe and necessary punishment of all punishments, think about it, what punishment can be separated from asking questions? Hmph, don't be lazy, this sect leader will ask you the first question now, what is one plus one?"

"Two" The little black man answered without even thinking about it.

The space debris collapsed one by one, and suddenly countless turbulent currents rushed out, devouring all the energy around them. The violent air flow did not dissipate until half an hour later, and by this time Old Man Li had already left.

The figure flickered, and he kept jumping through the space. Between the oceans, black shadows teleported through, and in an instant, they were thousands of miles away. "Damn!" the roar sounded in the palace of the Haoyang Mahayana period, and the person standing next to this peerless Mahayana period was the Tribulation Mahayana period.

"My son is old, this king will definitely avenge you and tear that old man Li apart. Then wipe out all his relatives and friends, and behead all the door!" Haoyang's angry gold made the entire palace tremble violently, and the powerful momentum extinguished all those Dharma Protector Jade Mangs around him.

"Something happened?" Standing next to Haoyang, the look on his face was not good-looking. Qing Lao died, which proved that the kid who was supposed to be like an ant had the strength to fight against Mahayana. "No, he must die! he must die, immediately!" Zaixiang's face was gloomy, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. That killing intent became impatient.

"I sense his breath, go!" Haoyang Mahayana closed his eyes, opened his eyes after three breaths, and disappeared into the palace after saying a word. Zaixiang's face changed, and his huge momentum exploded, and he immediately followed the Haoyang Mahayana period into the spatial turbulence. In an instant, the two of them came to a void full of violent energy.

The space was restored, and even the surrounding air began to appear with two unique energy breaths. That was the energy breath that belonged to Old Man Li and Qing Lao. One picture after another appeared, it was the picture of Old Man Li refining and clearing the old until he finally erased the old. The latter struggled in the palm of his hand, but there was no strength to resist. In the end, the old was pinched and exploded.

In a short period of time, the picture in the void dissipated, Haoyang Mahayana period had a gloomy face, his hands were clenched, and an inextinguishable flame erupted in his body. "Old man Li, I'm going to make you go up in smoke!" roared angrily, and a broken cave appeared in the space above the sky. The anger of a Mahayana period can be seen.

Qing Lao is Haoyang's most important son, and his cultivation is even far beyond that of other sons. Even the descendants of Mahayana may not be able to get so much attention from it. In his eyes, Qing Lao is an existence that can be promoted to the Mahayana period. At that time, both father and son will be in the Mahayana period, what a scenery it is. not only created a reputation for him, but also allowed him to have an extra right-hand man.

But all of this was ruined by a little person from the Nether. Qing Lao is dead, and the most important thing is that the hard work he poured into this son is also ruined. That huge cultivation resource was cheaper for an outsider. This feeling of humiliation made Haoyang feel boundless anger in this Mahayana period.

Surrounded by the evil aura of the forest, there is also a will of the ghost king rushing and extending. In the cracks in the space, there are countless ghost qi of the ghost clan, and to the naked eye, all of them are black shadows. "This is ......" Seeing this scene, Old Man Li was suddenly shocked in his heart. These things are all powerful energy bodies, and some of them are even stronger than ordinary Mahayana.

"Woo!" Suddenly, ten thousand ghosts roared. One after another, the ghosts rushed out of the cracks in the space and rushed towards Old Man Li. They had a terrifying violent energy in them, as if they wanted to devour him in one fell swoop. "I didn't expect that I had come to the coordinates of the spatial rift by mistake. Old Man Li said in shock, facing the tens of thousands of ghost clan lifeforms rushing around him, he felt a huge pressure.

The lifeforms of these ghost clans are very powerful. Many of them are at the Mahayana level, and the strongest lifeform is at the forefront, and the cultivation has reached the Mahayana level. "This is just the outermost part, if it is a ghost creature in the depths, what kind of realm will it be?" Old Man Li was shocked in his heart, his eyes passed through the layers of black ghost barriers, and he seemed to see the depths of this spatial rift, and the boundless terrifying ghost qi was surging, as if it was about to rush through the rift and invade the big world.

"These layers of ghost obstacles, all of them are breathless in Mahayana, they are all life energy, at least billions. God, the energy of the ghost realm comes from the ghost clan in hell, and there are so many beings who have begun to invade. In time, I am afraid that the entire southern kingdom will be destroyed in one day. Seeing this scene, Old Man Li was shocked.