Chapter Ninety-Eight: Wise Retreat Thief, Monk Mighty
Xuantian Shenzi Wu Hao was shocked in his heart, goosebumps appeared all over his body, listening to the creaking sound, he suddenly felt a churning in his stomach, slowly took a few steps back, and finally retreated quickly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
At the same time, I was glad in my heart, fortunately I retreated quickly, otherwise this lotus old demon would have eaten them, and the next thing would be myself.
"Brother, can this really work?"
Sanzi asked in a low voice.
"It should be possible, usually there are only two kinds of people who follow at this time, one is a person who is skilled and courageous, this kind of person is completely a person who plans and then acts, and it is very miserable to let this kind of person follow him even if he does not die;"
"The other kind of people are people who have some skills, but their scheming must be greater than their skills, and they want to take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, rob when they encounter soft ones, and flee when they encounter hard ones;"
"Obviously, the second type of person who is following us belongs to the second type, otherwise he would have broken through a long time ago!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu raised his right hand and rubbed his eyebrows, said with relief, and raised his hand to stop Montenegro's hands from rubbing back and forth and his mouth kept opening and closing, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
"Brother, this can also work, you are really amazing!"
The third son said with sincere admiration, his wild eyes full of admiration and warmth.
It turned out that when they climbed down from the altar of dry bones and Wu Hao began to follow, Xiaobao discovered his existence, and then there was a play written and directed by Dongfang Xiaoshu and Sanzi who were eaten by the Lotus Old Devil.
When a husband is angry, he can kill one person or a hundred;
When the plotter is angry, thousands, ten thousands, or even tens of thousands of people can die;
The scheming is always a sharp blade that kills people in the invisible, and those who use it for goodness become holy and godly, and everyone admires them;
On the contrary, it is a ghost and a demon, and it becomes a cancer that poisons the world.
"Hee-hee, you're scheming! I'm going to fight, don't forget our agreement! ”
The starry eyes were full of smiles, and the black clothes disappeared without a trace.
"Women's families, don't fight and kill all day long, it's good to learn more bonuses!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu's body suddenly relaxed after a tightening, and said with a smile in his eyes.
"Who is she?" Miko asked
"A woman who can kill people!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu replied without thinking, and the third son was confused.
"Just now you said that the little monk Huizhi suddenly became chattering, what are you still talking about?"
Dongfang Xiaoshu suddenly asked Sanzi, because he was too worried about the safety of the first year.
Now he went in for nothing, it was better to wait quietly, so he could only divert his own attention and force himself not to think about it.
"It seems that what hell is not empty, he will be in town forever, and he will never let anything hide to fight alone!"
"Because at that time, we were each wrapped in a black gas, and we were caught in a whirlpool, and we heard so much in a daze!"
"When I woke up, there were a lot of things in my head inexplicably, and my body was also lifted out of the whirlpool, and then I heard Wu Tianfang's words!"
The three sons understated their experience, but Dongfang Xiaoshu was shocked when he heard it, thinking that they must have suffered a lot, and the more they understated, the more they suffered.
The third son was still on the back of the black mountain, and the two of them talked while walking, and after walking about three or four zhang distance, they saw the little monk Huizhi sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the dark cave.
Baoxiang is dignified, his hands are folded, and he looks extremely pious;
Oral recitation of scriptures, scriptures and culture into a piece of golden light, surrounded by it;
Two light wheels appear at the back of its head, and a third light wheel is forming;
One after another black shadows rushed out of the dark hole, only to be wiped out by the golden light of the scriptures.
"If I smell it, I say you've crossed the line, so you need to be purified;"
"I said this place doesn't belong to you, so you're going to return;"
"I said ......"
The strange scriptures came out of the mouth of the little monk Huizhi, and they turned into a piece of divine golden light, turning all the black shadows that rushed up.
"The turtle king eight mung beans, the mouth of this thing is really open, killing people invisibly!"
"One ghost after another was actually said to be dead, there is the potential of a magic stick, and it is a way to make a lot of money!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu thought in his heart, but he didn't stop at his feet, walked to the front of the little monk Huizhi, shouted a few times and the little monk didn't agree, and slapped the little monk Huizhi on the hat.
The body of the little monk hovered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
The two and a half light wheels on the back of his head collapsed, and the golden light around his body also disappeared, and his white face instantly turned much paler.
But he saw one of his bones get up, and continued to shout:
"If I hear it, I said that you are a bastard in the ground, dare to do something to me!"
"If the hellish demon is not empty, let you live forever in hell!"
"If you violate the world, you will fall into hell forever, and you will not be reincarnated in this life, and the contract will be completed!"
With a pop, the little monk Huizhi spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and a swastika composed of blood suddenly appeared, and it fell towards the dark hole.
In a flash of golden light, the swastika didn't know where it fell into the dark hole, but the black shadow that was constantly surging up finally stopped, and the dark hole mouth finally became quiet.
"The turtle king eight mung beans, I started very lightly, and no matter how heavy my hand is, I won't vomit blood, and I sprayed two mouthfuls in a row, the little monk thinks there is too much blood?"
Dongfang Xiaoshu asked the little monk Huizhi in confusion.
"Boss, you're the monk's pro-boss!"
"This slap is really timely, if it is a little later, I won't be able to see the monk, and I will have been sucked by the old Wang Ba of the earth and fucked by the adult!"
The little monk Huizhi hugged Dongfang Xiaoshu's thigh and said with a grateful face, so that Dongfang Xiaoshu was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say.
"Who is it, who is it that spoils my good deeds, who is it?"
A hoarse voice full of anger came from the dark hole, and a black eye actually poured out of the dark hole, looking at everything majestically and strangely.
The little monk trembled with fright, and the hands holding Dongfang Xiaoshu's thighs were slightly forced, and they hugged them tighter.
"The turtle king eight mung beans, I haven't seen anything, and the ones who dare to hit my little brother are not good goods, where did you come from and hurry back, what do you have to do!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu saw that the little monk Huizhi was frightened like this, so he could only come out strongly.
On the surface, he said with a scolding look, his heartbeat was obviously much faster, and a ball of flame wrapped around the electric spark was born from his hand, shooting straight towards the black eyes.
"It's actually the ancestral fire ......"
Halfway through the angry voice, the sky shook.
The mountains are collapsing, the ground is sinking, the moon is shattering in the night sky overhead, and the stars are disappearing.
The night sky cracked into cracks like paper, and thunder sounded in the midst of the electric sparks, and the third son, who held the Heavenly Witch Order, suddenly trembled and said:
"Brother, let's go, the holy land has collapsed!"