Chapter 1212: Screaming Grandpa, I'll Help You Beat Him!
"You still say!" Lin Yilian's mouth pursed, and said, "Last time, the incarnated monk told you a fortune, saying that you committed a peach blossom accident, and there was a peach blossom catastrophe. ”
"What kind of peach blossom robbery, that little monk lied to you!" Chen Jinyuan was speechless.
"Huh? Who is this? Lin Yilian was about to reproach Chen Jinyuan a few more words, but when she saw that there was someone standing next to Chen Jinyuan, she couldn't help but be a little puzzled.
"Is anyone finally seeing me?" Sam Weng rolled his eyes, and he was full of slander in his heart, from the time he came out to the present, he was actually ignored.
"I'm his grandfather!" Sam Weng took advantage of Chen Jinyuan openly.
"Grandpa?" The two daughters let out an exclamation at the same time, when did Chen Jinyuan run out of a grandfather again?
"Don't listen to him, my grandfather has already gone to Elysium!" Chen Jinyuan threw a big roll of his eyes at Sam Weng, this old man has a lot of beard, and he actually takes advantage of himself for the old disrespect.
"That guy bullied you!" Shen Lao was noncommittal, turned his face and pointed with his chin at Song Wuji, who was chasing and fighting with the demons in the distance.
Chen Jinyuan nodded, "That's right, it's this guy, that set of heaven and man combined sword technique even I don't dare to hard!" ”
"Grandpa, I'll help you beat him!" Sam Weng glanced at Chen Jinyuan and joked.
"Get out!" Chen Jinyuan spat unceremoniously.
"Brother Chen, which big black guy and a few other people did Song Wujian put into which bottle just now!" Man Ling'er wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pulled Chen Jinyuan's placket, and pointed at Song Wuji.
Chen Jinyuan frowned. looked at Sam Weng, and the meaning was obvious. It's your turn to perform.
"I owe you a lot! Even Grandpa is reluctant to scream! Sam shook his head weakly, and took out his austere fishing rod. With a casual throw, the golden hook with a long fishing line went straight to Song Wuji.
Song Wujian was busy collecting demons, and he was completely unconscious of Sam Weng's attack, and the hook hooked on his arm with a bang.
"Phew!"
The sharp pain came, Song Wujian calmed down, saw the fishing hook in his hand, and looked into the distance along the fishing line, and his face suddenly became very exciting.
"Good boy. Not dead yet! Chen Jinyuan's appearance was indeed a big surprise to him, he actually dodged his strongest killing move, looking at Chen Jinyuan who was standing with his arms crossed and a contemptuous smile on his face, Song Wujian automatically ignored Sam Weng.
Song Wujian glared at Chen Jinyuan fiercely, grabbed the fishing line and pulled it hard.
"Phew!"
Pain, concentrated pain, the fishhook seemed to be hooked to the heart, and the slightest pull was unbearable. Song Wujian worked so hard that it almost hurt his tears.
I don't know if it's because of pain or anger, Song Wuji's face was blue and red, extremely entangled. Swinging the Blood God Knife, he slashed down, and cut the fishing line into two as he wished.
However, before Song Wujian could breathe a sigh of relief, the two broken fishing lines automatically merged into one piece.
"Hmph. Another one when I don't exist! Once again, he was ignored, and Sam Weng was quite resentful.
Gently shake the rod. The fishing line shortened rapidly, and Song Wuji's face changed greatly. I only felt that there was a huge force from the fishing line that he could not resist, and the pain made him unable to lift his strength, and his body involuntarily flew towards the little old man with white beard and hair.
"Drink!"
Fighting up his strength, Song Wujian waved the Blood Transformation Divine Knife again, wanting to cut off the fishing line, the corner of Sam Weng's mouth bent, and he shook the fishing rod gently, and the fishing line automatically wrapped around Song Wuji's body.
Whew!
In the blink of an eye, Song Wujian was wrapped into a human-shaped seed by the thin fishing line along with the Blood Transformation Divine Knife in his hand, no matter how much he struggled, the fishing line only tightened more and more.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Sam Weng fished Song Wujian over, Chen Jinyuan took out the demon lock and threw it at Song Wuji, and the demon lock circled around, and then tied Song Wuqian tightly.
As soon as Shen Weng put away the hook and fishing line, Song Wujian fell in front of Chen Jinyuan with a bang, and fell to the ground solidly.
"Junior, you are the one who bullied my grandson?" Sam Weng put his hands behind his back, and looked down at Song Wujian with a smile.
Song Wujian struggled hard, but found that the iron chain was very tightly wound, and he couldn't use his internal force, he couldn't help but be angry and frightened, looked up and thought about it, and reprimanded, "Who are you?" ”
Sam Weng glanced at Chen Jinyuan and said with a smile, "I'm his grandfather!" ”
"Grandpa?" Song Wujian glanced at Chen Jinyuan suspiciously, only to see that Chen Jinyuan's face kept twitching, very strange. After earning for a long time with no effect, a trace of despair flashed in Song Wuji's eyes, "Hmph, sneak attack from behind, what kind of hero!" ”
"Hehe, junior, when did I say I was a hero?" Sam Weng smiled, "Say, you bullied my grandson, how to deal with the aftermath of this matter?" ”
Song Wuji's face twitched, and he didn't say more, now that it has fallen into Chen Jinyuan's hands, what else can he say, he can only blame himself for his inferior skills.
"Master, this guy took Ah Niu and several of our brothers!" Hu Yu'er walked over and pointed at Song Wujian and said to Chen Jinyuan.
Chen Jinyuan nodded lightly, frowned, looked down at Song Wujian and said, "Release my people!" ”
"Humph!" Song Wujian was so arrogant, how could he stand Chen Jinyuan's threat, and with a cold snort, he turned his face to the side.
"Heh, when you are dying, you still put that stinky shelf, I treat you as a senior master, so I saved you three points of face, and you actually gave me a score?" Chen Jinyuan's face was very gloomy, and his voice involuntarily rose several decibels, "Give you one last chance to release my people, otherwise, hehe, I have thousands of ways to deal with people like you!" ”
"Humph!" Song Wujian snorted coldly again, not bothering to deal with Chen Jinyuan at all.
"Damn!" Chen Jinyuan's face was black and about to drip blood, and when he raised his head, he shouted, "Where is the second baby pig?" ”
"Hmph, the little demon is here, what does the master command?" Zhu Erwa came forward with a hum and chirped, and stood in front of Chen Jinyuan respectfully, waiting for Chen Jinyuan's orders.
Chen Jinyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes were ruthless, and he pointed at Song Wujian and said, "Take out your gelding knife and castrate this guy for me!" ”
"Yes!"
Zhu Erwa's eyes lit up when she heard this, a lewd smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, her right hand was spread out, and a bright knife appeared in her palm, which was just like the gelding knife used by the gelding craftsman to castrate pigs.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhu Erwa smiled gloomily, and walked towards Song Wujian with a gelding knife humming, this kind of thing, he likes it the most, and he is the best at it. (To be continued.) )