The white-eyed old man hurriedly shouted, "Wait; ”

It was still a step too late, and the little fairy Tong He Lingxian appeared in front of Bang Zun, looked at the white-eyed old man and the king, and said, "It's so terrifying! The little young master's brain was smashed out by a big stone, and the stone was still in his brain, and he couldn't move it at all." ”

The white-eyed old man, the eldest king, was uneasy, the little young master Ling Ziyuan was dead, how to explain to the immortal master, however, if you think about it, you are not afraid, what kind of identity is Fang Jin......

I didn't have time to think about it, my body shrank, and I got into the pile of rocks, and when I heard Sister Duoyang's voice, I came to my side and asked, "Won't you shrink?"

Sister Duoyang saw a small person beside her and asked, "Is it the king?"

"Don't ask, go with Lonely. Blowing a breath of fairy breath on Sister Duoyang beside her, it was absorbed by the body, and after waiting for a long time, it did not shrink, and asked, "Why?"

"Great King, the immortal spirit is useless, I am about to die!"

The white-eyed old man was puzzled for a long time, hesitated, and shouted outside the pile of rubble: "Bang Zun - come in!"

There was no response, and from the pile of rocks, "The king, I am beside the little master, and my death is so terrifying!"

The white-eyed old man didn't have time to wait, so he heard the sound and went over; Bang Zun and the little fairy boy He Lingxian were smaller than rice, curled up in a ball, and asked, "Are you dead or alive?"

Bang Zun covered his mouth with his right hand, pointed with his left finger, and said nothing.

The white-eyed old man looked at him: not only was his head hit hard, but he was also pressed with a big stone all over his body.

Princess Huihui's voice came from outside: "King-I have the Classic of Mountains and Seas in my hand, I don't know if it can be useful?"

The white-eyed old man was so busy with this that he shouted: "It's useless! The only way is to move stones." ”

Bang Zun asked a crucial question: "How did the rocks fall, my king?"

The white-eyed old man woke up, moved his body outward, and shouted, "Come with Lonely!"

Bang Zun took the hand of the little fairy boy He Lingxian, turned all the way, drilled out of the pile of rocks and became bigger, and the size was still two meters four;

The white-eyed old man got the bamboo scroll of the Book of Mountains and Seas, hesitated for a moment, and shouted: "Remove the rocks and let Sister Duoyang and the little young master be exposed." ”

There was a loud bang, and the cave shook, and the rocks sank into the earth, turning into the original cave entrance.

Everyone was stunned! Princess Duoyang and the little young master disappeared with the rocks, what should they do?

The white-eyed old man jumped up in a hurry, threw the bamboo mountain and sea scriptures, flew to the hands of Princess Huihui, paced at the entrance of the cave for a long time, and asked, "Bang Zun;

"Whoever can escape the land can enter and see. ”

Princess Huihui has a big opinion: "What to investigate......?

The white-eyed old man was puzzled by what he meant, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Princess Huihui turned a deaf ear, threw the mountains and seas into the air through the bamboo scroll, became several times larger, bounced up, flashed, and disappeared.

Bang Zun asked, "King, where is Princess Huihui going?"

The white-eyed old man was distraught and thoughtless, and said, "I don't know, go!"

Wan Zun frowned, thinking a lot, but no result was obtained.

The white-eyed old man didn't know how to fly, came to a strange place, looked for caves everywhere, and shouted again: "Who wants diamonds?"

Bangzun looked up at the sky, the sun was hidden in the white clouds, dark and dark with rain, looking for a place......

The white-eyed old man was puzzled, and asked with his eyes: "Diamonds, why doesn't anyone want them?"

Bang Zun looked around, everywhere in the wilderness, the population was dim, and he said casually: "Write a few words and place them in the air; in spring, summer, autumn and winter, someone must be visible." ”

The white-eyed old man was drowsy and tentative: "Do you write spring, summer, autumn and winter?"

"This is the year of the year, and what is sold, how can you not know it?"

The white-eyed old man is the king, blowing out a few big words with his mouth, hanging high in the air, and the content: "The diamond is shining, this thing is for sale." ”

Bang Zun turned around from all over the world and praised: "Good place; visible everywhere; find a place to shelter from the rain." ”

As soon as the voice fell, a few drops fell on the head, which was bigger than a small bowl, and fell on the Xuanfu, and the sound was quite loud.

In a hurry, the raindrops fell under the big tree to take shelter from the rain, where the raindrops were bigger than the outside, and the body was soaked, and they hid and hid, hugging the trunk of the tree, and the rain came down from above and flowed down the body, and the two hugged each other tightly, curled up under the tree, shivering.

The white-eyed old man has a strong woman's breath, and Bang Zun stretched out his pointed nose to sniff around, and asked, "Sister, why is the woman's breath so charming?"

The sister naturally understood, the thousand-year-old yellow flower girl, was touched by the white-eyed old king, and told each other politely: "It may touch the heart of private admiration, wandering delusions, and the woman is a stone girl!"

Bang Zun was soaked, smoothed the water from his hair, blinked and asked, "Sister, can the stone girl have children?"

The white-eyed old man was puzzled for a long time, and he didn't know, just now he just casually said, and he could only justify it in clever words: "Lone is not a stone girl." ”

The two of them hugged innocently and waited for the rain to fall and emerge from under the tree. The words hanging high in the air have become smaller, but they are still there, but they are wet and no one cares.

Bang Zun came back to his senses and asked, "Sister, where is the little fairy, why is he not by my side?"

The white-eyed old man also forgot about it, bounced up, looked around, opened his mouth and shouted: "Little fairy child—where is you?"

Bang Zun came to the white-eyed old man's king's side; the woman's breath was still the same; sniffed around with the tip of her nose, and the horse's head was Zhan Zhao; in the distance, there were three people, and the one leading the way was actually Princess Huihui, pointing to the white-eyed old man and king, and said: "Sister Duoyang, little young master Ling Ziyuan, this person was killed!"

"Traitor, little traitor! Whose picture scroll is the Book of Mountains and Seas?" the white-eyed old man and the king explained what had happened.

This phenomenon is strange and unbelievable! Often those who are responsible have the meaning of prevarication.

Bang Zun was much taller than the immortal master, and his face and voice also changed, and he said on the side: "The disciple testifies, this matter can be revealed to the sun and the moon, and the little fairy child He Lingxian is waiting at the entrance of the cave." ”

This statement was convincing, and the immortal master was impressed for a long time, and ordered: "Take it as a teacher!"

He was surrounded by Guan Zhao, a man with a fishy face, unkempt hair, four fingers, and a body attached to the zebra's neck.

The white-eyed old man and the king led everyone to fly and landed at the entrance of the cave......

The immortal master can be serious and show his skills in public; he chatters, and the long sword cave flies and roars for a while, as if the Tao is profound; and there is no reaction at the entrance of the cave; his face can't hold back, showing embarrassment.

As soon as this work stopped, two figures swayed out of the soil, Sister Duoyang, and the little young master Ling Ziyuan, kneeling in front of the immortal master and shouting: "Master, we are leaving, there is no way back......

The immortal master couldn't keep it, and there was a gift: "No matter where you go, you are still a master and apprentice; ”

Disappearing from his body, he flew away, flashed, and disappeared.

The immortal master was full of emotion, and only one sentence was summed up: "Turn grief into strength! I have been a teacher for many years, but none of them have become a weapon." ”

The white-eyed old man turned a deaf ear, looked into the hole, and shouted, "Little fairy boy - where is you?"