"Smack! you're dead!"

"Whew!"

"Smack, you're dead,......"

"Whew......"

................

Ye Xiuwen had a good time, but as a result, the white tiger was as tired as a grandson.

It had never seen such a boring human being, holding his fingers to shoot himself with a gun, and playing dead on himself.

You, are you lying to Lao Tzu? or are you lying to Lao Tzu?

Back and forth, tossing more than a hundred times, the white tiger really couldn't stand it, his whole body fell to the ground, never got up again, and said in his heart: How do you like it? Anyway, Lao Tzu is only a dozen tons of weight.

"You're up, aren't you the king of the jungle? You've played so many times, and you're out of pee?"

Ye Xiuwen covered the white tiger's ass and kicked it twice, but the white tiger was already iron-hearted, and Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore.

"Nana, did the kick hurt just now?"

In vain, Ye Xiuwen spoke in a different tone, and the cold sweat of the white tiger came down, and he said in his heart: You girl, did you think of any other bad ideas to fix me?

"Nana, sniff, sniff, you smell this, help me find this thing,......"

Ye Xiuwen took out something like an iron block.

This thing is called 'iron', and it is necessary to make mysterious objects.

"What do you sniff? Lao Tzu is not a dog?"

The white tiger lifted his eyelids and closed them again, what does it matter what you are!

"Find this thing, Lao Tzu will let you go!"

"Ding ......"

As soon as Ye Xiuwen said this, the white tiger was like a chicken blood, sniffed twice desperately, and jumped out at once.

"Haha, you're waiting for me?"

Ye Xiuwen tugged the tiger's tail and followed.

This white tiger ran so fast, and the sound of the wind whirring behind him was only something that Ye Xiuwen could catch it.

Two hours later, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, the original jungle was gone, in other words, there was sand and gravel everywhere.

Weathered cliffs, trampled underfoot.

The white tiger's movements were agile, and he jumped back and forth on this cliff, and walked for a quarter of an hour, and finally stopped.

Ye Xiuwen got off the white tiger, but saw that under the cliff in front of him, someone actually lit a bonfire.

There were more than a dozen people around the bonfire, led by a martial artist in the middle stage of the Jiedan, and two in the late stage of the transformation of gods, obviously a team that was not weak.

On one side of the team, there was a wooden shelf with a person locked on it, like a woman, and on the other side, more than a dozen people were barbecuing something.

"Huh, do you want to burn the living?"

Ye Xiuwen looked interesting, and was about to ride the white tiger down, but found that the guy had sneaked away.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Ye Xiuwen clicked and didn't chase it, because it was all said that it was good, and the white tiger brought himself to find the iron, so he would let it live.

At this time, although the iron was not found, a few people were found, isn't this the time for me to pretend to be forced!

"Hey, hello guys!"

Ye Xiuwen came out of the grass barley in vain, and frightened the dozen or so people into a daze, and they all drew their swords and got up.

"A mid-stage brat?"

When he saw Ye Xiuwen's realm, the martial artist who was the leader didn't take Ye Xiuwen in his eyes at all, but pointed at his sword and said, "Why did I see you so angry?"

"Yes, yes, I see you too, but I seem to see everyone more eye-catching!"

Ye Xiuwen told the truth, he did see anyone who was blind, even if he saw someone in the Thousand Machine Pavilion, he would be very eye-catching.

"Huh, I know ,...... person."

Ye Xiuwen tilted his head and saw that the woman who was hung into a 'big' shape turned out to be Moyu.

Mo Yu seemed to have fainted, and her hands and feet were bound to a wooden stake like a doorpost by four chains.

There is also a rope on the body, and a cross flower is tied to the chest, and the chest is raised, as if it were two hills.

His hair also hung down, covering half of his face,......

There are strips of fast-blue cloth on his face, and he can see Ye Xiuwen, this is cool.

"Haha! You guys are so bad, you play such an interesting game, and you don't even call me, you guys are so bad!"

Ye Xiuwen smiled treacherously, looking even more excited than the dozen.

"Eh, this kid actually knows this woman, isn't he also from Qianji Pavilion?"

The warrior at the head rolled his strange eyes, but the younger brother on the side stepped forward and said: "Big brother, does it matter if he is from Qianji Pavilion or our Yanmen? Kill him and kill him, no one knows anyway!"

"Okay, then you can make a move!"

The Yanmen disciple who was the leader glanced at the kid, and the kid suddenly came over with a sword.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, you want to kill people, what?"

Ye Xiuwen pretended to be very scared, but the kid didn't see it, and when Ye Xiuwen was really scared, he was carrying a sword in his hand, and said with a wicked smile: "Tsk, you guessed right, Lao Tzu is going to kill people and kill people, who told you to see something you shouldn't see?"

The Yanmen disciple drank violently, but as a result, Ye Xiuwen became angry in vain, pinched his waist, and pointed: "Don't look at my low realm, just bully me, to tell you the truth, Lao Tzu is not afraid of death, but he just can't parry this sugar-coated cannonball, acquaintance, you have to give this woman to me,......"

"I'm going to die, your life is going to be gone, and you dare to talk to Uncle Ben about the conditions?

The disciple of the Yanmen, stepping on his waist, the person had already approached, but he didn't want to be at this moment, Ye Xiuwen laughed in vain: "Hahaha! I'll tell you the truth, Lao Tzu has a skill, if you look at you, you will die,......"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the pretending to be forced is successful, and you get +100 ,......"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, you have 6 in this forced pretend, and the system will reward you with an additional +1000 ,......"

"Hahaha!"

Ye Xiuwen felt that this was simply too cool, he didn't pretend to be forced for three days, he screamed, he didn't want to go out, and he earned 1,100 points for the first time.

"Bragging, you kid is bragging, you glare at me, you glare at me, Lao Tzu,...... Ga ......"

The disciple of the Yanmen scolded Ye Xiuwen for bragging, stood in front of Ye Xiuwen, and asked Ye Xiuwen to glare at him.

As a result, before he finished speaking, he died with a bang!

"Are you paralyzed?"

The kid fell to the ground and kicked his legs twice to die, while the remaining Yanmen disciples looked at Ye Xiuwen as if they had seen a monster.

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful will get +200 ,......"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful will get +200 ,......"

"Dingdong ,......"

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(End of chapter)