Just as Meng Yanshan and Qian Sanbao were about to go out for a walk to eliminate food, as soon as they stepped out of the tent, they saw a black figure like fourteen arrows, facing them directly.

However, when he was 0.0001 mm away from Meng Yanshan, he was thrown back by Qian Sanbao with a fish bone and flew directly to the other side of the earth.

"You fanned Fourteen away, who will tell us, what's going on ahead?"

Meng Yanshan looked at the fourteen who had disappeared into a black in the sky, and looked at Qian Sanbao angrily.

"Qingqing, don't worry, fourteen is no more, someone will always know."

Qian Sanbao said unhurriedly, and even stretched out the hand that had touched the fish bone, and touched the black cat in Meng Yanshan's arms twice before putting it down.

Meng Yanshan on the side threw the black cat from her hand to Qian Sanbao on the opposite side without a trace.

Qian Sanbao didn't expect that Meng Yanshan would suddenly come to this trick, there was no defense for a while, and he instinctively reached out to wave away the attack in front of him, but suddenly thought that this was his Qingqing's cat, and instantly changed to a hug, and hugged the swarthy one firmly in his arms, but suddenly remembered something, and wanted to throw the black cat out with great disgust, but when he saw Meng Yanshan's flying-like eye knife, he instantly stopped eating.

"Fifteen, come out, the master has something to do with you." In order to get rid of this embarrassing scene, Qian Sanbao had to divert his attention.

Sure enough, because of this fifteen, Meng Yanshan looked at the copy of the fourteenth that came out silently, looking up and down, horizontally and vertically, except for the difference in one face, whether it is the figure or the cold and hard temperament, it is really the same. Meng Yanshan was really amazed in her heart.

"Master."

"Hmm." Qian Sanbao is still very optimistic about the table xiàn with the fifteenth.

"Look, what's going on?" Qian Sanbao is like an uncle, he is very poor there.

"Master, there was news just now, and the fruitless tree not far ahead had an aura riot. Moreover, all forces have taken the lead. ”

"What, such a big thing, why didn't you report it earlier?" Qian Sanbao was in a hurry, so he almost threw the black cat out.

"Master, that's not ......" Fifteen still thinks about something.

"Okay, don't waste time, what if you miss my holy fruit for a while?"

Meng Yanshan, who was still very calm, also chuckled in her heart when she heard that all forces had been dispatched, but then she thought of something, and with a mysterious smile, she jumped on that beautiful face, and the fifteen and Qian Sanbao on the side of her eyes were red.

"They all went, so let's go and join in the fun, and fifteen will lead the way."

Thinking of the holy fruit in front of her, Meng Yanshan's eyes sparkled.

But as soon as she turned around, she saw the two wooden stakes, Meng Yanshan thought to herself, could it be that she was deniled, so she had to walk over and poke Qian Sanbao's cheek.

Qian Sanbao didn't expect Meng Yanshan to be so close to him, even breathing could be felt, and the temperature of the fingertips, Qian Sanbao had an urge to take off, but this feeling hadn't gone down, and he saw that Meng Yanshan had already walked in front of Fifteen, stretched out the pair of Lingqian Sanbao's fingers full of beautiful fantasies, and just when he was about to touch Fifteen's cheeks, Qian Sanbao rushed up and caught the trend of poking down.

"Qingqing, let's go, or it's too late."

Qian Sanbao smiled vigorously at Meng Yanshan. At his feet, he kept holding the fifteen who was standing aside, you guy, how can you always spoil my good deeds.

"Fifteen, clean up this place, and I'll see it clean when I come back." Qian Sanbao didn't look back.

"Yes, master." Fifteen silently head, where did he provoke the master, he will be punished, looking at the window in front of him, the spotless tent, fifteen tears ran, what is he going to clean?

"Sixteen, come out and lead the way."

"Yes, master."

Sixteen, who had watched the show for a long time on the side, immediately raised one hundred and two percent of his heart after hearing the call of his master, and kept away from Meng Yanshan, the ancestor, but he saw that if he spent a long time with this master, then he would have the bad luck of being punished by his master, no, fourteen and fifteen are good examples.

Therefore, sixteen is three zhang away from Meng Yanshan, and Meng Yanshan didn't feel anything because she hurried to the place where there were no fruit trees. It's Qian Sanbao, this guy, saw Sixteen's actions, and was very optimistic about the rudder of this one, it seems that after going back, the salary of Sixteen will be raised, and as for those two people, they will be downgraded by one level, and they will make up for Sixteen's body.

Finally, in the nervous hurry, the three of them felt that the fruitless tree was within a radius of ten miles, and before they approached the fruitless tree, they had already smelled the rich fruity fragrance, and when they took a breath, they felt that the fatigue of the rush just now was swept away.

Meng Yanshan's eyes brightened when she looked at the fruitless tree in the distance, this is really a good baby. Be sure to grab your hands on it.

Qian Sanbao on the side didn't expect that the fruitless tree in this legend would have such great power.

Meng Yanshan and Qian Sanbao glanced at each other, and they both saw from each other's eyes that they were bound to win, and the two of them clapped their hands together, and an agreement was reached in an instant.

In order to better analyze the terrain, the sixteenth general fourteen found a cave that was close to fruitless trees and hidden, and told Meng Yanshan and Qian Sanbao, and got a very positive praise from Meng Yanshan, and even Qian Sanbao was impressed by him, it seems that this salary increase must be done. If Fourteen knew that the fruits of his hard work would be robbed by Sixteen so ruthlessly, and his salary would also drop, and a part of that would be reduced would also be given to Sixteen, I don't know if he would vomit blood and die.

Meng Yanshan and Qian Sanbao stood at the entrance of the cave, controlling their breathing, looking out through the gaps in the layers of branches, and saw a huge ancient tree, as if it had a vast chaotic power, just standing there, watching the life in the world and the changes of time.

And in front of this ancient giant tree, there stood these countless figures, all looking at this giant tree that had lived for an unknown number of years with a greedy eye. At this moment, the greed of these people can be seen, and only in the face of true interests will the human nature be revealed.

However, although she was a little shameful about the behavior of these people, thinking that she was also here for the holy fruit, Meng Yanshan instantly calmed down. There is no way, people are selfish, not to mention that in this world of rampant materialism and the jungle, in this otherworldly continent, Meng Yanshan has learned the most is that the strong are kings, and only strength is king. The other qiē is all.

"Jin Shan, who are these people?" Meng Yanshan opened her mouth at Qian Sanbao.

Qian Sanbao also glanced down, and knew who was standing below, so he whispered to Meng Yanshan: "The one who is wearing a Taoist uniform, but is dignified and dancing with the woman in red clothes is the empty Taoist person. ”

Meng Yanshan was originally looking at the man in blue, because he had a mask of flowers and butterflies on his face, but his ethereal temperament was very attractive, so Meng Yanshan couldn't help but look at it twice.

As soon as Qian Sanbao introduced this, he shifted his attention to the empty man who was dressed in a serious way, but the woman in red next to him was really very eye-catching.

A bright red gauze dress mopping the floor, faintly revealing the flower-like delicate body under the red gauze, and the perfect figure of convex and backward, made the people present who had not tasted meat for many days of dedication to cultivation vomit nosebleeds.

Although she doesn't have the charming and enchanting style of Meng Yanshan in red, she still confuses others with that stunning and innocent face.

A standard goose egg face, two curved willow eyebrows, a cherry mouth, the dexterous tongue poked out, coupled with a pair of charming eyes, it makes people itch, no wonder the empty man will look at this person's eyebrows. It's also so beautiful.

"Qingqing, don't just look at two people, one is a fake Taoist, and the other is really funny, the two of them are also two troublesome characters on this continent." Qian Sanbao suddenly approached Meng Yanshan, took a deep breath in her ear, and then said softly by the round earlobe.

Meng Yanshan was uncomfortable with Qian Sanbao's suddenness, coupled with the heat that kept coming slowly, blowing in her ears, she only felt itchy, but the space where the two people were was already narrow, and she didn't dare to move, for fear that the amplitude of the two would disturb the people below, so she had to put her neck aside and not look at him.

Qian Sanbao looked at Meng Yanshan embarrassedly tilted her head to the side, she was not a decent gentleman, so she had to take advantage of the victory to chase and get closer, and when she was about to touch the white long neck, she only felt a pain in her waist, and when she looked down, she saw a huge silver needle, which was inserted into his waist so openly, this is the rhythm of death.

"Qingqing, I was wrong. Let me go. For the sake of his lifelong happiness, Qian Sanbao had no choice but to raise the white flag and surrender.

Others don't know that Meng Yanshan can, but he knows, this is simply the rhythm of the black dead. He doesn't want to miss his life because of one of his mistakes, this is his waist, if his almighty waist is gone, his father won't take the gold ingots to pile him into a mountain.

"Keep your hands in a safe place, or I'll let you not think about it for the rest of your life." Meng Yanshan's cold words resounded in Qian Sanbao's ears.

Qian Sanbao didn't care too much because he was afraid that the silver needle would be poisonous, but just looked at Meng Yanshan pitifully.

"After a quarter of an hour, it'll be fine." Meng Yanshan said coolly.

Fortunately, it's okay, Qian Sanbao patted his heart.

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