The perfect woman held a rib in her hand and murmured softly, her eyes looked at Yaoli who couldn't speak, with a splash of joy, turned into a white light, and floated into the blood flowers on Yaoli's chest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yao Li let out a loud sound, and his right hand covered his chest very quickly, but he found that there was no trace of wounds and blood at all.

Yaoli quickly examined his body and found nothing wrong, the most important thing was that the rib that could not be repaired was actually intact.

"Grandma, what the hell am I?"

Yao Li thought back to the scene just now, and muttered in shock.

Perfect face

How dare you marry my domineering?

The tears of joy in his eyes when he turned into ribs

Everything is so real, real as a dream.

She must be ridiculing me, yes, ridiculing me, although our long jade tree is in the wind, but it has not yet reached the point where everyone loves her, let alone such a perfect woman.

Yaoli thought comfortingly, but in his heart and soul, he couldn't erase the face of the perfect woman, and the eyes that were splashing.

Yao Li's ghost sent the painting on his leg into the bone ring, silent.

The ink-colored fragrant beast, which had not seen the imaginary situation, suddenly opened its eyes when the perfect woman entered the chest of Yaoli, and looked at the bizarre scene in astonishment.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't make any sound.

"Don't be sad, I'm just an obsession, sooner or later it will be dispersed, and now when I wait for the person I am waiting for, it is time to disperse"

The heavenly voice sounded in the bottom of the inky fragrant beast's heart, there was no nostalgia, no sadness, only joy after fulfilling the wish.

"Benefactor, the little beast misses you!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast murmured softly, whining and jumping on Yaoli's left chest, its chubby paws grasping the placket of its clothes, and its cerebellum kept rubbing, heartbroken.

"The turtle king eight mung beans, I'm not dead, why are you crying? Let's be civil, don't wipe my nose on my body! ”

Yaoli resisted the urge to throw the palm-sized ink-colored fragrant beast out, and said angrily.

"I don't want to do this either, the little beast is sad, the little beast can't help it!"

Yao Li should pass over this ancient building that had been reduced to ruins, and walk towards a dusk farther away.

"Can we stop crying?"

But the ink-colored fragrant beast was still crying, and the crying medicine was a little upset. But you can't scold it loudly, because it does cry very sadly, without a trace of water.

"Yes, sleep!"

The inky fragrant beast raised its tearful eyes and replied with a crying voice.

Half an hour passed, and the ink-colored fragrant beast was perhaps tired, or perhaps after that period of sadness, it finally calmed down, left the place full of tears and snot, climbed onto Yaoli's shoulder, and spoke:

"Master, what kind of place is this, why has the little beast never seen it?"

"You haven't seen the sea before, you know to sleep all day long, cry when you cry, and have a runny nose!"

Yao Li looked at the dim yellow that was still far away after walking for nearly an hour, and said a little helplessly.

Such an innocent guy, he really can't get his hands on the education of the stick policy.

"Master, although the little beast has been here, it feels very familiar, and the familiar hates it!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast moved its nose and said with a very annoying look.

"Huh, familiar nasty? Let's check it out! ”

Yao Li smiled, but vague thoughts and uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and the familiar annoyance reminded him of the first day of Chu when he was in a temper, shouting that he hated you, and was still cooking for him silently.

Yao Li ran towards the Dusk Land, faster and faster, but no matter how he ran, he always kept the same distance from the Dusk Land.

Far away, as always, not a single step forward.

The uneasiness in Yao Li's eyes became more and more obvious, and the immortal tour was used to the extreme, almost flying, and only a faint black shadow was seen on the ground.

The dusk was as distant as ever, and it didn't improve a single point.

It seems like it's racing against you, it's fast when you're fast, it's slow when you're slow, always keeping the same distance.

"Master, it's weird, how does the little beast feel that we have been tossing in place, isn't this a tired silly boy!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast stood up with two small ears, its front paws holding its fat face, and said innocently.

Yao Li resisted the urge to fan it, there was no echo, and he continued to run for a small half pillar of incense, and shouted loudly:

"Break it for me!"

Yaoli's body rose into the air, and the Heaven Slaughter Sword slashed at Yaoli's feet with an unbeatable light.

The whole world suddenly shook and shook, flipped in the shaking and shaking, the front and the back contradictory, and the medicine that rose from the air suddenly fell from the head and feet.

Yaoli surged wildly from the Force, manipulating the Heaven Slaughtering Sword that pierced into the ground under his feet to continue to stab deeply, Kaba made a crisp sound, and the world around Yaoli was like a bead curtain with broken threads, and his body involuntarily scattered in all directions.

A door appeared in front of Yaoli, and the Tu Tian Sword was pierced on the door panel, and the yellow bamboo leaves scattered in the sky, and finally scattered all over the ground, becoming dry and losing their luster.

"The turtle king eight mung beans, I ran around in this broken house for most of the day, and I almost died of exhaustion!"

Yao Li reached out and grabbed Tu Tian's blunt sword, pulled it out of the door, pushed it open and walked in, when the sound of a long bang sounded, the deadbolt that was broken in two fell to the ground.

"Master, be careful, the little beast remembers who it is, it's a nuisance!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast pinched a withered yellow bamboo leaf in its small paws, and said with a serious face, like a child doing bad things.

"Who is it?"

Yao Li stepped out of the door and asked casually, but he only took one step, and his right foot was still in the door, so he didn't move.

"The big name is Xutian Wanfa Bamboo, the small name is Bamboo, and the little beast calls it Stinky Fart Bamboo, which is written!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast blocked it in front of it with two bamboo leaves, as if it had done something bad about the Void Heaven Ten Thousand Laws Bamboo, and said in a low voice.

"Void Heaven Ten Thousand Laws Bamboo, what a domineering name, but are you sure it's it?"

Yao Li stopped and pointed to the dim world ahead and asked suspiciously.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with the bamboo, the writing, the stinky bamboo, who made you like this? The little beast has to kill it and avenge you! ”

Hanging by two inky wings, the inky incense beast flew among the dim leaves, crying out loudly and anxiously, its little paws clenched tightly.

The world outside the door is very large, a dusk, falling leaves everywhere, three feet thick, the sea of bamboo leaves is full of failed bamboo branches, although you can see the huge and lush in its lifetime, but most of them have rotted, and the rotten place is flickering with black mist, which is very weird.

A large white hand silently appeared below the ink-colored incense beast, and its five fingers, which were as thin as blades, slowly opened, and when the ink-colored incense beast shouted anxiously, it quickly closed.

"Be careful!"

Yao Li reminded in time, and the whole person flew up like a big bird, accompanied by a beating blue flame.

With a soft bang, an arm-thick withered bamboo almost struck the big white hand with the beating blue flame, the only difference was that the withered bamboo hit the palm of the big white hand, intending to bounce it away and flee wrapped in the inky fragrant beast.

The beating blue flame was like a maggot of rotten bones, no matter how the big hand of the white piece of paper shook it, it was always coiled on it, and it was out of control.

Another large white paper hand slammed out of the fallen leaves, and instead of attacking the sword-wielding Yaoli, it slashed at its other large hand.

How could Yao Li let it succeed, the killing sword started, and thousands of swords of killing intent formed a sword net, surrounding the big hand that waved and cut itself, preventing it from falling.

"Oh my God, the one who wrote, you're not dead? The little beast is so happy! ”

"Do you want me to die? Dare to fly so blatantly, do you think I hung up and want to die for me? ”

The ink-colored fragrant beast was lying on top of a withered bamboo, its big and round eyes were full of mist, and it was snotty, and it was excitedly talking with the withered bamboo, but there was no trace of fear.

"Ink ball, you're rubbing your nose again! Isn't it, who is so powerful, who dares to resist paper pieces, aren't they afraid of being eroded, the end is very terrible! ”

Kuzhu, who was running for his life, suddenly stopped, looked at the incredible scene behind him and said, when he said the erosion, his body trembled obviously, revealing fear.

"That's the owner of the little beast!"

The inky incense beast moved its snot-covered position and said innocently.

"Your master? Is my master good, but the master told me first! ”

The body of the Void Heaven Ten Thousand Laws Bamboo shook, and at once the ink-colored fragrant beast bounced away, and suddenly stood upright, and said violently, with a great posture of earning a struggle.

"Oh my God, writing, are you losing weight? How did you lose weight into a bamboo pole, you were the most annoying to the bamboo pole back then, so the little beast slept so fat! ”

The ink-colored incense beast was hung by two wings, its mouth was open in a circle, and its large, round eyes flashed with disbelief, as if it was not worried about the danger in the depths at all.

The benefactors have all turned into a rib of the master, what danger will the master have?

Therefore, the ink-colored fragrant beast teased the Void Heaven Ten Thousand Laws Bamboo very casually, and it did not have the caution of the Void Heaven Ten Thousand Laws Bamboo at all.

The Void Heaven Ten Thousand Laws Bamboo deliberately stopped paying attention to the ink-colored fragrant beast and stared at the battlefield intently.

"Oh my God, stinky bamboo, all these stumps and dead leaves have fallen from you? Such a big piece, how much pain do you have, do you have to cut off leaves and branches to lose weight? Back then, the little beast secretly took a few leaves from you, and you didn't talk to me for days."

The ink-colored fragrant beast is like a chatterbox, saying innocently, and it doesn't matter whether the void heaven and ten thousand laws are happy to listen to it or not, whether the mood is good or bad, anyway.

Yaoli's battle with the Big White Piece of Paper has come to an end, as the grass has successfully burned into the main body of the Paper Man, and it is only a matter of time before it is incinerated against it.

"You are the Void Heaven Ten Thousand Magic Bamboos?"

Yao Li, who had been idle, came to the front of the Void Heaven Ten Thousand Magic Bamboo and the Ink-colored Fragrant Beast, and spoke.

"If you go back to the master, Xiaozhu is!"

Xutian Wanfazhu replied respectfully, his voice immature.

"How so?" Yaoli asked, pointing to the dead branches and leaves all over the ground.

"Back to the master's words, Xiaozhu was contaminated with weirdness and ominousness, in order not to be completely lost and annihilated, so he beheaded himself!"

"What I said, with your little body, I'm sorry for that loud name, do you really know all the laws?"

"Back to the master, Xiaozhu won't!"

"Then why is it called Wanfa?"

"Back to the master, Xiaozhu doesn't know, I really don't know!"