"Sure enough, it's the Thousand-Armed Guanyin?"

Ye Xiuwen secretly sneered, but his expression changed, but the Thousand-Armed Guanyin saw it.

"What? Do you know this seat?"

Thousand-armed Guanyin, on the rivers and lakes, has disappeared for many years, and at this time, being put on this expression is obviously knowing himself.

Still, he was a little incredulous. Because of Ye Xiuwen's age, he shouldn't know who he is.

"Hehe, we'll talk about it later, and since we're going to cooperate, why do you have to show the bottom out, right?

Ye Xiuwen stretched out his slender nails and brushed the messy hair at the corners of his forehead.

The hair is like dead grass, and even the dandruff of ** is floating on it, which is extremely terrifying.

The Thousand-Armed Guanyin looked at Ye Xiuwen like this, and it was inevitable that there would be ripples in his heart. He didn't understand, it was just a blink of an eye, why Ye Xiuwen became like this.

"Thousand-armed Guanyin, you can't listen to him, this person is the henchman of the little emperor,"

Sun Wanli hurriedly said, as the so-called one monk has water to eat, and two monks, then there is no water to eat.

If the Thousand-Armed Guanyin cooperated with Ye Xiuwen, then would he still have the need to exist?

"Eh, Lord Sun, I don't like to listen to you when you talk like this, I'm a celebrity next to the little emperor, but today he has poisoned me, can't I be a hero?

And besides, good birds choose trees to perch, and you can take refuge in the past, I, Ye Xiuwen, why can't I?"

Ye Xiuwen said in a few words, saying that Sun Wanli's donkey skills were exhausted, and the thousand-armed Guanyin also nodded slightly and said: "Okay, since this is the case, then this seat will tell you, we are all people of the 'witch sect'!"

"Then it seems that you people are all dirty?"

As soon as Ye Xiuwen heard this name, he felt that these people were not good people, they must have set up some kind of group, and sent that kind of film to each other, otherwise how could they be called 'dirty religion'?

"Eh, Thousand-Armed Guanyin, give me your group number!" Ye Xiuwen waved his hand and asked for the group number.

"What is a group number?"

Thousand-armed Guanyin, I didn't figure it out.

"Don't pretend to be confused, Lao Tzu still has a dirty group!463386207, you must remember, it's 463386207, or let your filthy sect join Lao Tzu's group, let's form a super big dirty group?"

Cover!

The 'Meng' of the thousand-armed Guanyin had a head, and an old eagle flew over his head, dragging out a series of dots, dots, dots.

"Alas, forget it, as soon as I see that your defilement is not formal, you don't even have a group number, tell Lao Tzu, who is your group leader?

No, who should be your sect leader? Lao Tzu wants to find him PK, whoever wins, how about being the sect leader?"

"Poof!"

Ye Xiuwen was unskilled, but as a result, the thousand-armed Guanyin vomited blood directly. They don't have a sect master, their sect leader is called 'Witch Emperor', okay? And that's a master in the middle of the Dou Sect, and his martial arts are invincible in the world!

"Don't make trouble, this sect only has the 'Witch Emperor', and there is no sect leader,"

"Poof!"

This will, it was Ye Xiuwen's turn to vomit blood, and the Thousand-Handed Guanyin was fake to vomit blood, and he was real, it was all ketchup, and he sprayed the Thousand-Handed Guanyin's face.

And the thousand-armed Guanyin licked it, and then he knew that he had been fooled, I am afraid that what Ye Xiuwen spit on the little emperor's face just now was also this thing.

"Filthy Emperor, Filthy Emperor, Nima, your sect leader, how filthy do you want to be?"

Ye Xiuwen was shouting there, and the Thousand-Armed Guanyin hadn't reflected yet! he just muttered: "How witchy, I don't know, but every week, a virgin girl is required to make the stove,"

"You're paralyzed!"

Ye Xiuwen changed his face in vain, because he wouldn't take it to heart what kind of yin damage you played, except for the flower thief, or these people who practiced evil arts, he definitely couldn't tolerate it.

"You?"

"What are you? Lao Tzu is dirty, but he has an identity, a self-cultivation, and a sentiment.

And you are dirty, but you are despicable, shameless, and obscene, take your grandmother a roll!

Do you know what filth is? 'Eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, cheating, cheating, stealing' This is not necessarily filthy, "Caigen Tan" says: "The filthy people of the earth have many living things, and those who are clear of the water often have no fish."

If you are a moderate person, you will be more or less in the same dust as others, and if you grasp the degree well, you may be able to correct yourself and others, so as not to make others fall deeper and deeper in the poison pool.

To put it bluntly, when there is a measure of the mind of the world of life, in fact, it can be achieved with people and dust without falling into it, and the dirt and dirt are the power of tolerance, and it is also the driving force for getting along with others and seeing opportunities to save others."

"Nani?"

The thousand-armed Guanyin was stupid, and the accent of his hometown leaked out.

"Nima, you're from the east, you!"

As soon as Ye Xiuwen heard this accent, he was anxious, our chicken, even a single hair is indispensable, he picked up the table and went to the thousand-armed Guanyin.

"Stop him!"

Thousand-armed Guanyin, that is a master, the strength of the middle stage of martial arts, but at this moment, he was frightened by Ye Xiuwen's tiger momentum and retreated.

It's just horrible, it's like a hooligan fight, pick up the table, and do it.

"Bang!"

A killer who was not afraid of death stepped forward, but was beaten out by Ye Xiuwen's table for more than ten meters.

It was a martial artist in the late stage of the qi change, and he was beaten away by Ye Xiuwen's table, spitting blood.

", beat you from the east, let you come to my big country to pollute, I grass,"

Ye Xiuwen was furious, it was simply unstoppable, and the forty or so killers of the Witch Sect, how could they be Ye Xiuwen's opponents, more than thirty people died, and the remaining dozen people, together with Sun Wanli and the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, retreated to the outside of the Jinluan Palace.

Outside the Jinluan Palace, there was already a river of blood.

The guards and palace maids and eunuchs, no less than 100 people died, all piled up outside!

"Hmph, you have killed so many innocent people, you have lost your conscience? You see, these are all one by one, fresh lives, and you have been killed with such a knife, a knife."

Ye Xiuwen held the table in his hand, and he burst into tears, but as a result, the thousand-armed Guanyin and the others were all crying, it seems that you are in Dongchang, and you have killed more people than us, right?

"Hmph, Thousand-Armed Guanyin, don't talk nonsense with him, this matter, but your Witch Emperor promised me, I will sit in the Ming Kingdom, and the virgin he wants in the future will be worshiped by me!

And if this thing fails because of you, then you should think about the consequences, right?"

Sun Wanli became angry in vain, and his capital of hard work was to select at least seven virgins for the emperor every week for him to use as stoves!