Wang Wenwen found a rolling pin from the kitchen and rummaged under Su Xiaobei's bed.

It's a magical bed, and there are a lot of strange things hidden underneath it.

The hard work paid off, and Wang Wenwen found a pair of stinky socks under the bed.

Nima's, why does this Su Xiaobei throw everything under the bed. Wang Wenwen shook his hand in disgust.

After complaining, Wang Wenwen gently pinched the stinky socks.

Walking to the living room, I happened to bump into a knife flying in the air.

Wang Wenwen couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "Nima?"

How can this Li Mingtao be able to control things? Isn't that the only way to be released from the outside world? Could it be that he has broken through?

With a hint of luck, Wang Wenwen stopped the knife, walked to Li Mingtao's side, and coughed dryly: "Don't pretend, aren't you tired of pretending?"

Li Mingtao was still motionless.

Wang Wenwen was a little annoyed, this guy was already the meat of the gods, and he actually ignored me. Angry and shoved the stinky socks in his hand into his mouth.

Li Mingtao raised his eyebrows slightly, trying to twist his body over and over again.

Finally, stimulated by the stinky socks, Li Mingtao slowly opened his eyes.

However, at this time, the picture in front of him was blurry, and he could only faintly see a figure.

Wang Wenwen played with the knife and played with the taste: "Yo, wake up, it's not bad, sober up so soon, it seems that there is still a little less medicine." ”

Li Mingtao tried very hard to say a few words, but he was actually gagged by a stinky sock, and he only snorted a few times after working hard for a long time.

If he can escape this catastrophe today, the fat man in front of him will be killed.

Wang Wenwen took out the stinky socks while laughing, and said with a change in his face: "Okay, now you can talk about it, let's be honest, what is the purpose of coming here." ”

Li Mingtao was silent for a while, and said in confusion: "How did you notice it?"

Wang Wenwen coughed dryly, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "This is a metaphysical question, do you believe in the sixth sense?"

Li Mingtao nodded.

The sixth sense of the strong is very accurate, and he will have a strong premonition before encountering a crisis, which he still believes very much, etc...

"It's easy to believe, I didn't believe it at first, but the facts hit me in the face again and again.

Su Xiaobei, that guy said early on that you have a problem, but he was really fucking right, you really have a problem, and the problem doesn't seem to be small. ”

Li Mingtao said with emotion: "It is worthy of being a godsend, and the premonition of the crisis is so sensitive, I can't envy it." ”

Wang Wenwen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said tentatively: "What is a heaven-sent person?"

You mean?

Su Xiaobei?"

Li Mingtao was a little surprised.

What the hell are you doing to grab Lao Tzu's lines, I'm about to burp, so you can't let me say a few more words?

Li Mingtao said while thinking: "You guessed right, it's him."

This time, I originally wanted to dispose of him, and then absorb his God-given power to become the next God-sent one.

But I didn't count that I would be folded into your hands. ”

Wang Wenwen was stunned.

Su Xiaobei is a godsend?

Why didn't I see it?

Although his parents are very mysterious, is there any connection between them?

Wang Wenwen thought for a while, and asked with some curiosity, "What's the use of the Heavenly Gift?"

Li Mingtao smiled.

Laugh with indifference, laugh with contempt.

"You are really still moved, and the godsenders are also strong and weak.

The blood of the strong can make ordinary people fit in place, and no matter how weak the weak are, they can also make people achieve true essence. ”

Wang Wenwen was surprised: "So that's why you want to kill him?"

Li Mingtao nodded and said, "Isn't this enough?"

"Maybe enough for you, not enough for me.

So you'd better continue to faint. ”

As he spoke, Wang Wenwen waved down with a rolling pin in his hand.

At this time, Li Mingtao didn't know how to break free from the shackles of the rope.

Taking advantage of the moment when Wang Wenwen's rolling pin fell, Li Mingtao reluctantly raised his arms to block his little head.

In normal times, he had already pressed Wang Wenwen to the ground and killed him several times.

But his vision is blurry now, his limbs are limp and weak, and he can only barely move with a little bit of qi and blood.

As Wang Wenwen waved again, Li Mingtao calmed down, and controlled the glass next to him with all his strength to hit it, relieving some of the force.

.........

However, no matter how passive he is, the physical body of the Transformation Realm cannot be changed.

Wang Wenwen smashed him dozens of times, but Li Mingtao was unscathed.

"Don't struggle, Xiaobei will come back with rescuers soon, and you will not be able to escape when the time comes.

However, if this little thing depends on him, will my Kaiyuan Realm be a little useless?"

With that, Wang Wenwen took out a silver special metal stick from his body.

With a two-pronged approach, no matter how hard Li Mingtao's body is, it can't resist the metal rod of this character.

As the stick fell again and again, Li Mingtao gradually fell into passivity, and had to retreat step by step.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mingtao seemed to be aware of his situation, and he no longer defended, and waved his fist forward with all his might.

In an instant, Li Mingtao had already swung his fist forward dozens of times, and Wang Wenwen instantly flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, slamming into the wall of the living room.

Fortunately, however, the walls were still sturdy, and they were not pierced, leaving only a small human mark and a few cracks.

Wang Wenwen's face was pale, his hand was leaning against the wall, a mouthful of blood gushing out of his mouth, and a trace of bitterness hung on his face.

Sure enough, he still couldn't fight beyond the level, and the emaciated camel was still bigger than the horse.

But how much better can Li Mingtao be, his eyes are as if he is blind, and the old wounds on his body also burst open.

At this time, his heart was as silent as death, and he smiled bitterly: "I can't die!"

As he spoke, Li Mingtao quickly looked for Wang Wenwen's figure, as if this was his last straw.

And the moment he found it and punched, a voice slowly came.

"Little Lizi, why are you doing this?"

The person who came was the old school janitor, and he was also invited by Su Xiaobei.

Wang Wenwen saw that his life was worry-free, and the stone in his heart finally landed.

His eyes slowly closed, and he fell to the ground.

"Steady!" Su Xiaobei subconsciously wanted to rush over.

"It's okay, I'll save him later, I won't be able to die for a while and a half, it's just that the power consumption is too great. Uncle Li stopped him and said.

With that, Uncle Li took a step forward, stretched out his hand and tapped twice in the air.

In an instant, the huge coercion pressed Li Mingtao, who was already seriously injured, to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Li lifted him up with one hand, and his fingers were a little bit again.

Li Mingtao closed his eyes, tilted his head, and fainted.

Uncle Li threw him aside in disgust, like throwing garbage.

In that brief moment just now, Uncle Li had already read all of Li Mingtao's memories, and he knew the general situation.

Afterwards, Uncle Li clapped his hands and returned to his previous peaceful demeanor.

At this time, Su Xiaobei also stuffed half of the Kaiyuan fruit into Wang Wenwen's mouth.

Suddenly, the fart in the room gushed endlessly.

Su Xiaobei was also a little surprised, and muttered, "You can still fart even if you are dizzy." ”

However, why are the things given by Jiang Ziya so strange?

The tea I drank before, and the Kaiyuan fruit I eat now can't escape the fart?

Uncle Li also cast a strange gaze and said strangely: "Xiaobei, what did you give him?" ”