"That lazy bird can spread its wings and fly high?"

"I won't smell any female bird, it's the first time I've seen her fly since I escaped, and I'm leaning on Montenegro's shoulder!"

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"Full of dirty thoughts, are you a monk or not?"

Sanzi tore off the undercooked meat again, and asked Huizhi seriously.

"What does it say, chromophobia also; I said this so right! ”

"In addition to eating, pulling, and sleeping, people should always have some adjustments, so greed and hatred came into being, and I have a cloud ...... for the greedy."

The little monk Huizhi began to talk and preach, and when he was most interested, the spitting stars flew up, almost spraying the third son who was sitting on the ground three feet away.

Even Montenegro, who had been sitting cross-legged, moved his body extremely strangely, showing a look of disgust.

"According to me, you are a flower monk with wine and meat, and I will find you a little nun in a hurry, and I just make a pair!"

A voice came from a distance below the peak, and the words were full of banter.

"Brother?"

"Boss, you're back, you miss me!"

………

"Murderous!"

Sanzi's wild eyes widened instantly, his body instinctively bowed, and he looked at the mountain peak with a vigilant face.

"Boss, I don't want any little nun, I just want to eat meat!"

The little monk Huizhi threw the half-cooked meat in his hand into the fire, rubbed his hands, and shouted excitedly under the mountain peak at the top of his throat.

I thought that I could finally stop eating raw meat, and the sin in my stomach would be the end.

Montenegro actually stood up from a cross-seated state, standing like a javelin.

It's just that the heavenly witch cloak hanging on the ground makes it look indescribably funny, without a trace of the original mighty appearance.

A bloated figure, at least bulging at the shoulders, stepped out from behind the fog.

The three sons' wild eyes instantly warmed, and he shouted "brother" and rushed over,

The little monk Huizhi was the most excited, and followed with a grin,

The diminutive Black Mountain also took a few strange steps forward, but stopped again and stood quietly.

"Brother!"

The third son just shouted excitedly, then took the "demon" knife and a pair of ox legs, hung them on his body, and stood beside Dongfang Xiaoshu, looking like a right-hand man.

"Boss, did you come out of the dung heap or did you crawl out of the dead man's pile?"

"Oops, Boss, my poor little body!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu completely ignored the wailing of the little monk Huizhi, and directly wrapped the cowhide on his body and the half-zhang long cow bone and pressed it on the body of the little monk of Huizhi.

Striding up to the top of the mountain, when he saw the black mountain, the eastern little tree was obviously stunned, deliberately compared it with his hand, patted the shoulder of the black mountain and said:

"It's strange, why are you so short, haven't you kept up with nutrition this year?"

After feeling that there was suddenly a cloud of blue light in the soul fire of the Black Mountain, Dongfang Xiaoshu didn't think much about it, but simply thought that it might be the result of re-evolution, just like people always have to grow up.

"Master, Xiaobao has been sick recently, and he is often hungry and doesn't say anything, he can't eat enough, and he doesn't dare to fly!"

Xiaobao squatted on the shoulders of Dongfang Xiaoshu, rubbed Dongfang Xiaoshu's dirty face with his little head, and said listlessly, as if even talking was consuming its strength.

"Yes, like myself, there is another picky eater, and it is not easy to support a family!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu let out a helpless sigh, and suddenly felt that cultivating immortals was no good, and he had to make it difficult to eat.

did not respond to Xiaobao, but added a few sticks of dry wood to the fire, took a frozen beef leg from the third son's hand, put it on the shelf and began to bake.

After the ox leg was thawed, he pulled out a half-foot-long white dagger from his left calf, began to make cuts of different sizes and shades on the cow leg, and while sprinkling salt and spices into it, he asked:

"The turtle king eight mung beans, what's going on with the bar, it's been blocked, not to mention, why has it become the tip of the demon clan?"

When Dongfang Xiaoshu pulled out the white dagger, Sanzi's wild eyes were cold, and he instinctively showed a posture like a great enemy.

However, it instantly returned to its original state, and smiled at Dongfang Xiaoshu a little embarrassed.

The little monk Huizhi next to him said without any reaction: "It's all the fault of 'Yi' brand cigarettes!" ”

"There is a big family surnamed Li in Broken Leaf City, it is said that he is a relative of the emperor, although he has no official position, he is a master who wanders sideways in Broken Leaf City!"

"There are countless evil slaves and private soldiers in captivity, and even the government avoids three points;"

"It seems that I saw that cigarettes were profitable, and the people of the Li Mansion came to ask the shopkeeper to go to the Li Mansion several times, but I replied that the shopkeeper was not there!"

"In the end, the people in the Li Mansion simply threatened to pay a lot of money to buy the recipe for cigarettes, but I didn't need to ask, I prevaricated back!"

"Unexpectedly, on the night of half a month ago, a group of people in black suddenly attacked the bar, smashed things when they saw them, and killed people when they saw them!"

"It turned out like this, the three of us fled to the Fog Hidden Mountain, avoiding the limelight, not daring to go down!"

"The turtle king eight mung beans, the Li family, and the Li family again! It's really fateful, the rhythm of never dying! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu finally fed a cow leg, and said with a fierce light in his eyes, seeing that the neck of the little monk Huizhi was cold, and he didn't dare to look into his eyes again.

"Boss, how many people do you have to kill with your murderous aura?"

"It's not good to be too murderous, if you don't have a strong will on the road to cultivating immortals, you may lose your mind, and you will have no hope of becoming an immortal!"

The little monk Huizhi stared at the ox leg on the fire rack with his eyes, and asked Dongfang Xiaoshu casually, as if he was very worried about the murderous aura on his body.

"I didn't kill a few, only twelve;"

"But the fierce beasts in the mountains and forests have killed a lot, and I can't remember how many!"

"Murderous? Hey, this thing is bluffing! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu flipped the corbel over and said with a smile.

The Tianhe Heart Sutra was transported, and the murderous aura exposed on his body was instantly restrained, turning into wisps of colorless force and flying into the fourth acupoint of the ancestral root, and fusing into the force the size of a human head.

This is also where the Oriental Tree stumbles upon the use of the Colorless Force, which can simulate breath.

It's just that he doesn't know if it's the effect of the Colorless Force or the effect of the Tianhe Heart Sutra.

Anyway, it can have the effect of intimidating beasts in the mountains and forests, which is what he needs.

"The turtle king eight mung beans, this thing is also dispensable, it deserves to be the boss!"

The little monk Huizhi stared at the ox leg with bright eyes, but he patted the fart of Dongfang Xiaoshu in his mouth, with a sincere attitude and a good expression, absolutely professional.

"Sycophants!"

Xiaobao muttered in the mind of Dongfang Xiaoshu, while Sanzi completely ignored the existence of Huizhi, fiddling with the demon knife for a while, looking at Dongfang Xiaoshu for a while, and even carrying a cowhide package with his hand.

Black Mountain stood quietly behind the little tree in the east, but his head kept twisting towards the place where the cowhide package was, as if there was something he liked in the cowhide package.