In this world, Zhenzhen is the only person she has a common language, and when she sees Zhenzhen, she finds a little comfort in her heart. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She relaxed her mood again and complained to Zhenzhen: "That Xue Sanqian, I keep saying that I am a fine work of the Wumeng Kingdom, and that I want to seduce him, hum, it's just too narcissistic!" How could I go and seduce him? Someone as powerful as me, do I need to seduce him? Joke! ”

"Seduction?"

Zhenzhen's eyes widened.

"Buddha civet~! You and Xue Sanqian's index rose so fast, could it really be that you seduced him, right? ”

Zhenzhen suddenly felt in his heart that the "seduction" that the Buddha said was purely true.

"Ahh ~ I'm too lazy to seduce him! If I seduc, he will also seduce me! I won't seduce him! ”

The Buddha glared at Zhenzhen fiercely, complaining that Zhenzhen didn't understand himself.

It's not okay to seduce, but it definitely won't be her to seduce Xue Sanqian.

"Alas! I thought ~ you seduced him ~ to look like this! I was trying to seduce him again, but you said no! Alas! ~ It seems that we are going back, there is no hope! ”

After being glared at fiercely by the Buddha, his heart was steady.

The Buddha hurriedly urged: "Okay! Stop nagging! Go pack up! Let's get out of here! ”

"Get out of here?" Zhenzhen was repeatedly frightened.

I've just seduced and I'm leaving, what happened here?

"Hmmm! Get out of here! The provincial ones are said to be fine, and they have bad intentions! That's a lot of a discount! Fast! Fast! Hurry up and clean up! ”

Actually, they don't have anything to clean up, at most they just bring the pot of flowers!

"But where are we going?" It's really slow to clean up.

In desperation, the civet had to clean up by himself.

While packing up the things he had picked up from the pit, the Buddha said to Zhenzhen, "The world is big, and we have our own place!" Are you afraid we won't find a place to go? Besides, what are you worried about with my skills? ”

"That's just as well! That...... I'm going to talk to the snowy land! ”

Zhenzhen readily agreed.

"Say what you say, when you're done, it's too late! Let's go now! Walk! ”

After that, the Buddha picked up the bag, grabbed Zhenzhen's little hand, and before Zhenzhen could react, he suddenly disappeared in a flash.

The two appeared on a busy street in the blink of an eye.

This is the street where the Buddha and the snow three thousand used to visit!

There were so many people bustling on the street that they passed by the Buddha and Zhenzhen, and then disappeared in a hurry.

However, Ayara's eyes and gold and jade clothes made the Buddha very sure that she could find her place on this street.

The Buddha walked down the street with Majin, enjoying the scenery of the street while walking aimlessly.

After walking for a long time, Zhenzhen began to be dissatisfied.

"Oops! ~Buddha! Where are we going? You can't just hang out like this all the time! Anyway, let's find a place to stay! ”

"Are you tired?" The civet stopped and asked.

"Uh-huh!" Zhenzhen nodded heavily and asked the Buddha rhetorically, "We've all come so far!" Can you not get tired? By the way, where are we going? ”

"Where to go? I don't know! ”

The civet was only concerned with walking, but he didn't think about where he was going.

Her goal is only to stay on this street.

"Huh? So you take me out? "What a surprise.

"What if you don't come out? Was it caught as a fine work, and then 'clicked'? ”

The Buddha deliberately used words to scare Zhenzhen.

"No, it won't! Snow Sanqian will definitely not kill you! Besides, you're so powerful, who can kill you? ”

I really don't believe that Xue Sanqian can kill the Buddha.

The Buddha has superpowers!

"Humph! Awesome is awesome, but don't forget, I'm also weak! ”

The words of the Buddha reminded Zhenzhen.

Yes! The Buddha also has weaknesses! Although the Buddha has superpowers, her superpowers are bound by time to meet certain conditions. Therefore, it is also possible to kill the Buddha civet.

"Alright! Take your liking! You'd better hurry up and find a place to settle down! Anyway, I can't walk! Zhenzhen drooped his shoulders and said listlessly.

"Hey! Those who come from the south and go from the north, listen carefully! ……”

At this moment, there were suddenly several gongs on the street, followed by the deep voice of a middle-aged man.

The crowd in the street heard the sound of the gong, and they were bustling, all rushing in the direction from which the sound came.

The Buddha and the real stranger also looked in the direction from which the voice came.

"Hey! Look ahead! What's that for? ”

About 20 meters ahead, there is a high platform, on which a flagpole is erected, and a flag is held on the pole, on which the four big characters of "Ring Competition" are written. To the left of the ring, three men stood neatly. All three men were in their twenties and thirties, either dressed in a refined half-sleeved suit, or dressed in an elegant and neat plain gown, with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, and his hands around his chest, looking solemn and extraordinary. Next to the three of them, there is also a mahogany square table and two mahogany chairs. On a chair sat an unusually handsome man, with his legs high on the table, leaning back on a mahogany chair, and a servant girl standing beside him kneading his shoulders, but he looked like a cynical rich boy.

This man was dressed in a white floral satin gown, about in his early twenties, with a dignified body, broad chest, and a pair of peach blossom eyes lying under a pair of straight sword eyebrows on his beautiful face, dark and deep but full of tenderness, with distinct and evil features, he seemed to be debauched, but a fine light inadvertently revealed in his eyes made people know that this person must not be underestimated at a glance. He still had an inexplicable dog tail grass in his mouth, pursed his lips tightly as thin as silkworm paper, and glanced at the middle-aged man standing on the stage who couldn't stop shouting.

The middle-aged man has a slightly square face, slightly longer eyes, a shiny satin robe wrapped around his body, holding a gong in one hand and a hammer in the other.

"Tournament in the ring!?"

Buddha and Majin looked at the flag raised in the ring and were very curious.

The competition in the ring is a way for ancient people to select capable people, although the Buddha has heard of it, but has never seen it.

This time, they can be regarded as seeing.

"Hey! This one is fresh! I've only heard of it before, but I haven't seen it! I've got to take a good look today! ”

The Buddha glared at Zhenzhen happily, and then followed the crowd of people who rushed over and plunged into the crowd.

They squeezed and squeezed, squeezed their heads, and finally squeezed to the front.

"When! While! While! ~”

Three noisy gongs in a row made the Buddha and Zhenzhen cover their ears.

The middle-aged man spoke. (To be continued.) )