Xiao Jiabao retracted his right foot, put the six-toothed fairy rake across his chest, and shouted loudly: "Come on!" A steel fist hit the fairy rake silently, Xiao Jiabao hurriedly swept sideways, and the sound of steel being torn apart sounded. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Xiao Jiabao didn't mean to be happy at all: 'Silent... It's hard to do now!' Xiao Jiabao's eyes flashed, and a black-gray circle of light spread out with his right foot. "Hehe~" Xiao Jiabao smiled and rushed forward with the fairy rake, "Hey, hey" Each rake has a steel monster that is torn apart.

......

Hearing the sound of flickering wings getting louder, Leng Xiaohan laughed: "You guys are looking for death! Ten Swords!" "Huh~" Although he couldn't see it, Leng Xiaohan could be sure that this gargoyle was dead. Sure enough, after a while, the fragrance became a little thicker.

However, in an instant, there were a lot fewer wings around him, and the corners of Leng Xiaohan's left mouth curled: "Stygian Flower Sword Technique!" The moment the body disappeared. "Bang, bang, bang..."A bunch of gargoyles collided together, and blood-red petals floated in the sky, but because it was in the thick fog, no one could see it except Leng Xiaohan.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~" After a while, the sound of gargoyles falling to the ground sounded, and the fragrance around them became stronger and stronger. I don't know how long it took, but there was no sound around. The sound of the gargoyle falling to the ground was gone, and the sound of the gargoyle flapping its wings was gone.

After another quarter of an hour, Leng Xiaohan appeared in the same place. Feeling sticky and wet under his feet, Leng Xiaohan lowered his head and looked at the white mist below, and muttered in a low voice: "Is the blood of the gargoyle?" Leng Xiaohan turned around in place, and his eyes were white: "Alas~ It's difficult to do now." How can I find the little armor?"

With a sigh, Leng Xiaohan casually found a direction and walked forward. At the same time, an incense burner appeared above Leng Xiaohan's head, and shouted loudly in Leng Xiaohan's voice: "Xiao Jiabao ~ Xiao Jiabao ~..."

The little monk appeared on Leng Xiaohan's shoulder, and his tone was full of helplessness: "What are you doing here?" Leng Xiaohan shrugged his shoulders: "Didn't you see it? Looking for Xiao Jiabao!" The little monk was very speechless: "I know it too! I mean, why don't you shout, but let Kekong shout in your voice." ”

"Hmm?Kekong?You gave him a name?Why do you feel that your naming level is not as good as mine?" Hearing the word 'Kekong', Leng Xiaohan couldn't help but complain.

"Otherwise, you have a better name? You and I are both Buddhas, so we don't need Dharma names. The disciples are naturally lined up from the beginning! Keyong Xuanhua, Hong Ci Yinchang, Fazong Zhengshao, Great Wisdom and Yuanming, and Rong Tong Miaode. The first one is, come, you get me a better one. In the end, the little monk's tone couldn't help but bring a little anger.

"Ahem~" Leng Xiaohan coughed twice: "I don't shout because I'm tired like this, and it's also very good, okay? Let him shout in my voice because Xiao Jiabao knows my voice! If I hear a stranger calling her, I don't think she will necessarily come." ”

Leng Xiaohan crossed his hands on his hips: "Besides, I will rescue him from the sea of suffering, and teach him the Dharma, and take him into the Buddha's door." What's wrong with using him?"

"You rescued him from the sea of suffering?

"Ahem~ Did he get out of the sea of suffering in the end?"

"You teach him the Dharma, take him into the Buddha's door?"

At this time, Leng Xiaohan straightened his waist and said confidently: "You are me, I said 'I' to teach him the Dharma, is there anything wrong with taking him into the Buddha's door?"

Little Monk: "......"

Empty: "......"

Leng Xiaohan shook her head proudly: "What? Do you think it's unfair? If you feel unfair, you two can take turns shouting! Do you want to~ You're me, right? If you shout, I'll shout, right? Then asking me why I don't shout is actually asking myself why I don't shout. ”

Leng Xiaohan's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, if any earthlings saw Leng Xiaohan's eyes, they would definitely think of the two words 'pyramid scheme'. Leng Xiaohan paused and gave the little monk some time to think, but this time was only for a moment.

Before the little monk could think about it, Leng Xiaohan continued: "Then why don't you shout? You are me, I am you." You are me, and I am me, right? Then you, who are me, why don't you shout?

Think about it, am I walking? I'm walking, you two are shouting, is everyone having something to do? If I walk, I'll have to shout! But you also shout, just you rest alone, do you feel fair?"

"Hiss~" The little monk took a breath and thought about it, feeling that something was wrong, but intellectually told himself that it was right. The little monk shook his head: "It's not fair!" The corners of Leng Xiaohan's right mouth curled, but there was no hint of happiness in his tone, but a little angry: "Then what should you do?"

The little monk flew to the side of the incense burner: "One of us shouted for an hour." Leng Xiaohan nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, so that each of us has something to do, isn't it?" The incense burner burst into tears instantly: "Why is this happening? But why do you think it makes sense?'

Just when the incense burner was thinking wildly, Leng Xiaohan and the little monk turned around at the same time, stabbing behind with a sword and a finger. "Ten Swords!" "Empty Cicada!" A sword aura, a golden cicada flew out, "Poof, poof, knock!" Three voices sounded, and the fragrance instantly emanated.

Leng Xiaohan sniffed and sniffed: "This is a big one, right?" The little monk folded his hands and nodded: "Hmm!"

"Do you want to collect some blood and go back?" Leng Xiaohan muttered, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, let's find Xiao Jiabao first and rescue those five children... It's so twisty to call people in their thirties! But compared to me, they are still children. ”

With the shout of Kekong's "Little Jiabao", Leng Xiaohan continued to walk forward.

......

Xiao Jiabao stepped on the steel shards, stuck the fairy rake beside him, lowered his body and picked up the two shards and knocked them. "Bang~Bang~" Xiao Jiabao got up and threw the iron piece on the ground casually: "It's quite strong!" said as he grabbed the fairy rake and hurriedly slashed it diagonally. "Boom~"

The surrounding white fog suddenly dispersed, and Xiao Jiabao looked at the steel monster that was cut in half in front of him, but still looked at the mountain-like steel monster, and opened his mouth slightly: "This monster is so big~ These monsters should be puppets, right? Someone who can make a puppet like this shouldn't need them, right?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Jiabao shook his head and walked into the distance: "I really don't know what this person has in his head~ Forget it, I'd better go find my brother first!"