Isn't this iron rod just a treasure?

It can be long and thick, and it can also break the body softening technique of the Nine Spirit Yuan Saint with a stick, and directly beat it to death with a stick.

Isn't that a treasure?

What's it called, what's it called...... Sperm hoop sticks?

Immediately ran over happily and wanted to pick it up. Bend down and grab that thick stick, and hey...... One hard work...... One...... What's going on!

What's the matter if you can't pick it up? Shouldn't it be, isn't it just a broken stick?

Don't believe in evil! Holding the stick with both hands at the same time, he bent over and pouted, and kept pressing the stick.

"Ahh

"Ahh

This voice reached Tang San's ears.

He was stroking his head in a depressed manner, and his head was almost bald, and when he heard the voice, he looked up—

Heh, what are you doing blowing snow? What are you trying to do with?

Look at the ground, isn't that the stick? This blowing snow loves sticks so much?

He shouted to the blowing snow, "What about playing with sticks?" ”

Blowing Snow stopped what she was doing, turned her head and said to Tang San, "No, no, I want to help you pick up this treasure." Don't you want babes? It's a treasure, but how can I ...... Why can't you pull it out? ”

Tang San listened: "That's it?" How heavy can a broken stick be? ”

Immediately got up and walked over, and waved his hand at her: "You get out of the way, the poor monk asked you to eat more and you didn't eat, and now you can't even lift a stick, like a rabbit, really." ”

Blowing Snow's shoulders shook and she stepped back.

Speaking of rabbits, her heart chuckled.

That's right, she's actually a rabbit.

Little Rabbit, the former name, now seems to have been put in a memory drawer by her, and it sounds a little strange again......

Tang San walked over, bent down to pick up the iron rod and played with it in his hand, and said to Blowing Snow, "Isn't this just picking it up?" Is it so heavy? ”

As he spoke, he threw the iron rod at the blowing snow: "Next! ”

The blowing snow had just come back from his contemplation, and when he saw the iron rod thrown over, he quickly stretched out his hands to pick it up, and the result was a "Hulong"!

The stick was caught, but the blowing snow was smashed to the ground solidly, and there was a scream of "ouch".

The blowing snow was pressed under the golden hoop rod and couldn't get up!

Tang San still thought that this little lady was playing with him, and said in his heart that what kind of snow is this really naughty, he is dozens of years old, and he still plays this kind of children's game?

Didn't you just try to trick me into pulling her up?

Hum! Is the poor monk the kind of person who is bored?

But he touched his chin and stared at a woman and a stick on the ground, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly-

"Hmph, it looks like it's fun! Trick it off! ”

So he walked over, bent down and asked the little lady who blew the snow: "How is it, do you want the poor monk to help?" ”

Blowing Snow's face was swollen and red, and he lay on the ground embarrassedly, and smiled at Tang San: "Hehe, can you ...... Can you help me get this stick out of the way, bald head Gege?

I...... I'm about to be crushed out of that ......."

Tang San's bald head tilted: "What did you press out?" Make it clear. ”

"Oops," the face of the melon seeds blowing snow turned even redder, "This kind of thing is still asked, you are so bad, do you bully other girls like this?" Pick it up for me! ”

Tang San scratched his bald head, and said in his heart, what is the matter with this mother-in-law? What is this red-faced and thick-necked person pondering?

Still, he reached out and lifted the rod.

Blowing Snow immediately began to exhale with relief, feeling as if he had just climbed out from the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain.

As soon as she wanted to get up, who knew that as soon as Tang San's hand was released, the spirit hoop stick was pressed down again, directly smashing her to the ground!

"Boom!" I'm afraid there's a big hole on the ground.

Blowing Snow scolded directly: "I'll go!" ”

Tang San: "Where are you going?" ”

"I'll ...... You don't care where I go! Get the stick off the way! ”

It looks like Blowing Snow is angry.

Tang Sanke wondered: Didn't you want to play with me? Just came over to make a fuss with you, and you're still angry?

"Do you want to take it?!"

Really angry? What the hell, so ignorant.

"Isn't it just a broken stick? The poor monk doesn't believe that he can crush you like this? I'll try it for a few pounds and a few taels. ”

Tang San picked up the stick again, and Blowing Snow immediately gasped for breath as if he had picked up a life, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Tang San then remembered: By the way, the poor monk remembered, what kind of yellow-haired little lion said that this stick has ...... How many pounds are there? ”

"Oh, yes! 13,000 catties! ”

It's only 13,000 catties!

"Ten thousand...... Lying on the grass! After saying this weight, he himself was shocked.

No wonder this mother-in-law was crushed into that dead shape just now, it turned out that this stick weighed more than 10,000 catties?

Hehe. Why don't you press her again?

The blowing snow lay on the ground and immediately shouted at him angrily: "Bald head! You don't want to be good! ”

Tang San hurriedly lifted the stick and stopped playing tricks on her.

For now, everything is calm, and all these weirdos who have come to the door have been dismissed.

Thinking about what happened this night, it was just another mess, and it was a big head to think about.

First what kind of obscene old man, then what kind of triangular head geometric head, will turn into a human form, reverse, and blast.

You said that it was hard to get rid of them, and I don't know how to poke the lion's den, what yellow-haired, red-haired, one-headed, nine-headed, this lion doesn't need to be locked up in the zoo? Why are you running all over the street, and no one cares?

What kind of do you say!

Tang San had just come down the mountain on the second day, and these strange and strange-shaped strange people were like coming on a blind date, squeezing their heads to drill into him.

When did he Tang San become so sought-after?

When he wanted to ask for a mother-in-law in the village, he couldn't find anyone willing to follow him.

Hey, I didn't think that a few years later, I would become so sought-after when I went down the mountain?

But why don't you give me a few mothers-in-law, what kind of trouble are you going to make with so many beasts?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Tang San walked under the quiet starry sky, experiencing such a big movement just now, but there were not many residents around to join in the fun, it was quite strange to say.

But it's better this way, it's quieter.

Tang San looked up at the starry sky and let out a long sigh of relief, leaving these messy things behind.

At this time, he picked up the iron rod in his hand with great interest.

A small iron rod like a rolling pin, red and yellow, and the whole body is smooth and shiny.

It can be seen that it is usually well maintained, and the yellow-haired little lion king eats on this thing, so he must have polished and maintained it.

Speaking of which, I lost so many treasures along the way, and in the end, only this stick remained.

But think about it, it's not bad to have this iron rod, and if there are any weirdos coming out in the way, you won't have to use your fists in the future.

Isn't it cool to hit it with this stick?

In a good mood, Tang San was in a good mood, grabbed the stick, and waved it in the clearing.

"Long, long, long! Big big! ”

Sure enough, this golden hoop rod changed in response, which was really bizarre!

The more Tang San played, the happier he became, sweeping and picking, stretching his posture, moving and transferring, and dancing a set of stick techniques on the spot that he didn't know what it was, probably calling him a blind and barren stick!

"Whoosh!" The iron rod roared loudly in the air, like a bloodthirsty beast, wanting to devour everything in front of it with its teeth and claws, even if it had no target, it greedily tore and devoured the air around it, it was really violent!

No wonder the yellow-haired lion values this stick so much, and even his grandfather refuses to give it away, it is really an ancient artifact!

Tang San held the golden hoop stick in front of his eyes and decided on the spot: "Baby, you will be a poor monk!" Hahahaha! ”

The treasure changes hands.

At this time, Blowing Snow was standing next to Tang San playing with a stick, his eyes full of admiration.

She didn't notice that something was shaking violently in her pocket.

"Whew" and flew out of her pocket."

It's actually that wooden heart!

It's just that the heart fell on the grass, as if it had grown legs, and the "brush" galloped down the grass.

And Blowing Snow, I didn't notice it at all......