The third son and the little monk Huizhi were immediately attracted to it, and the little monk Huizhi even reached out and picked up the dragon spear, took a look, and threw it on the ground and said:

"It's not even a spiritual weapon, it's an authentic mortal!"

After speaking, he glanced at Xiaobao with great contempt and continued to heat the meat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After reading it, the third son silently put it on the ground and did not speak, which seemed to be a kind of acquiescence to the little monk Huizhi.

When Dongfang Xiaoshu held the broken dragon spear in his hand, he glanced at the black mountain inexplicably, the corners of his mouth curled, and he laughed.

Black Mountain is carrying a demon knife on his back and is very windy, and the man in white is standing beside him with a silver gun, and he also looks like a stinky fart, and he will find a way to connect it, and it will be very powerful.

However, the corners of Dongfang Xiaoshu's upturned mouth instantly returned to its position, and a serious look rose on his face and said: "It's really a maggot that can't be shaken off, trouble is coming, first replenish some strength, and then continue to run!" ”

An hour later, Dongfang Xiaoshu and his party extinguished and buried the fire with snow, hurried on the road, and continued to march in the direction of Yumen Pass.

Dongfang Xiaoshu also wore the wolf tooth bracelet on his hand, and finally there were no fierce beasts to disturb him, but he picked up some small things because he was afraid of collapsing, such as rabbits and the like.

The little monk of Le Dehuizhi clapped his hands, but Xiaobao sneered at him and deeply despised him, and words such as idiocy and mental illness continued to sound in Dongfang Xiaoshu's mind.

Dongfang Xiaoshu had a big headache, but he deeply understood a truth: "Education should start from the baby!" ”

Ten miles outside Chang'an City, Barren Mountain College stands.

In the back mountains full of miasma.

"What?"

There was a click, and the chair let out a mournful cry that was overwhelmed, and then shattered, and the farmer scratched his head a little embarrassed, and asked suspiciously.

"Senior brother, the rumors are like this, not only do you not believe it, but also junior brother does not believe it!"

"But Skynet and Heavenly Punishment are all dispatched, and Daomen, Buddha Hall and other immortal cultivation sects are also masters, it is estimated that he will not survive this time!"

A young man, dressed in a thin colorful shirt, sometimes standing, sometimes squatting, sometimes walking back and forth, in short, there is no time to be idle, said to the farmer who is also squatting on the ground.

"Losing half of the Book of Heaven to him was just an accident, and it also showed that the Book of Heaven was destined for him."

"Senior brother deliberately didn't remind him not to open this book easily, because he wanted him to suffer a little!"

"But listening to what the junior brother said, could it be that there is still a secret of the Styx Holy Land hidden in the Book of Heaven, and he actually got it by accident."

"This can also explain why the Demon Lord did not hesitate to provoke a war between the human and demon clans in the first place, but also wanted to get the other half of the Heavenly Book."

"Blessings, woes, blessings, blessings."

The farmer crouched on the ground and began to slowly repair the broken chair, and said with a nonchalant expression.

The provoking young man spit fire in his eyes, and he has the meaning of doing it.

"Senior brother, what should we do then?"

"What do you mean, teacher?"

"That fat man knows how to drink wine and eat meat, and rot is about to become a ball"

"Senior brother, don't be rude to the teacher, this matter has to be decided by the teacher!"

"By the way, the mouth is not inferior, copy the barren mountain rules three times, and hand them over to me tomorrow as a punishment!"

"What? Do you want to copy the mountain rules again, and do you want to do it the day after tomorrow? ”

"Alright, alright, tomorrow is tomorrow!"

The night was hazy, and the faint glow of the fire flickered in the depths of the mountains, smearing the snow with sporadic colors.

"I'd rather eat four taels of birds than half a catty of beasts!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu held half of the dragon spear in his hand, poking around the fire from time to time like a burning stick.

He sent the dry firewood that was nearly burned out to the middle of the fire, so that it was fully burned, but he said with words in his mouth.

"The boss is right, we'll eat winged ones in the future!"

The little monk Huizhi looked at the iron-backed goshawk being roasted on the fire stand, rubbed his hands excitedly, and said with drool.

The third son on the side was busy with a big man, because the Wu clan records that repeated barbecues will cause the Force in the meat of the demon beast to lose a part.

So now he is using the secret method of the witch clan to make the meat of the demon beast into pieces of jerky, which is not only convenient to carry but also ensures that the force is not damaged, and the most important thing is that he can eat anytime and anywhere.

After Xiaobao threw down the iron-backed goshawk, he was caught by Dongfang Xiaoshu and sent out to patrol, and safety was the most important.

On the side of the couch, others will not be allowed to covet it.

After asking Dongfang Xiaoshu for the black bull's heart essence blood, Montenegro sat quietly behind Dongfang Xiaoshu, and the half-zhang long demon knife was placed horizontally on top of the coiled legs.

The tip of the sorrowful dragon spear has turned black, and the silver body of the spear is even more black stained by the fire, and it has completely reduced to the fate of burning sticks.

Dongfang Xiaoshu slammed the two dragon spears into each other three times, and heard Sanzi and Huizhi show puzzled expressions.

"Inform Xiaobao to come back to eat meat, by the way, Sanzi, do you spread this secret method?"

Dongfang Xiaoshu smiled and asked at Sanzi, and after seeing Sanzi nodding, he continued:

"Since you can spread it out, tell it to everyone, and let the little monk do it in a while, and you will be the overseer!"

"Boss, why am I again?"

The little monk Huizhi said with a wail.

"Why? Look at your fat body, if you don't do some work, you really become a Buddha! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu said with a smile, but without hesitation, he gave the two eagle legs to the third son and the little monk Huizhi respectively.

The wild eyes of the three sons were full of warmth, and after eating a few bites of meat, they began to teach the secret methods of the witch clan.

Quiet nights, warm people, a feeling of home.

Under the moonlight, the three parties confronted each other, and the swords were tense.

There are many people on one side, and nine people get together.

But one of them was lying behind the crowd, as if he had been seriously injured, and an extremely ugly woman beside him was taking care of him

On the other side are two burly men, nearly nine feet tall, who don't know what to eat and grow up, but they are the two bears in Yumen Pass

The last party is a woman in black, with a blurred face, and a white wolf standing next to her, who is not Meng Feixue.

However, Meng Feixue's condition is not very good, not to mention the blood stains on his chest, there is a thin sword like an awl stuck in his left leg, and there is residual blood at the corner of the white wolf's mouth.

"Stinky, our boss has taken a fancy to you!"

"You actually have a shameless face, and you dare to hurt our boss, I really don't know whether to live or die, no matter how powerful you are, are there many of us?"

"Acquaintances, don't resist, surrender obediently, let our boss be happy!"

"If you resist a little, Lao Tzu just hasn't tasted human flesh, just try it!"

"There are two stupid bears, don't think that if you grow big, you will be invincible in the world, we have fought a few times, regardless of victory or defeat"

"The boss is injured today, and I don't have time to fight with you, how will I be tomorrow?"

The thin young man with two mustaches said threateningly to Meng Feixue, and then said a little politely to the two burly men.

Because the two stupid bears are indeed more difficult, they have already fought several times, and their gang has suffered a lot.