Tang San was about to leave with the golden hoop stick, and suddenly found, hey? Why is the yellow-haired little lion king who was still lying on the ground just now gone? Where did you go?

Aren't you dead? Hurry up and look around.

Good fellow, this lion has crawled so far on the ground.

Why is this? It's all hurt like this, and you're still thinking about your "nail rake meeting"?

I saw the lion crawling with difficulty towards the two fallen weapons, and reached out to grab the iron rake and the crescent shovel.

Tang Seng who saw it was a little moved, and couldn't help but walk up emotionally, and said to the yellow-haired lion: "Your Excellency is really a person who loves treasures." ”

The green-haired lion had blood hanging on his head, and he struggled to touch the nine-toothed nail rake, and his mouth was still ruthless: "You hairy human, watch me kill you with a nail rake, I will hoe you to death!" ”

Heh, Tang San really doesn't know what to say, you're like this, and you still want to hoe me to death?

"Bring it to you!" Tang San directly snatched the nine-toothed nail rake and crescent shovel in the lion's hand, "It's all poor monks!" It's all poor monks! Grab it all for you! If you hadn't come here to pull these two weapons, the poor monk would have forgotten about them. ”

"As a result, the three weapons were all together, and the poor monk accepted them unceremoniously. Hee-hee. ”

The yellow lion spirit was empty-handed, dumbfounded, and dumbfounded for a long time before scolding: "Hanging hair, do you still want to be shameless?!" ”

Tang San glared coldly: "What is the face?" Who stole these three treasures in the first place, and still has the face to say that the poor monk? I just took the land! ”

The yellow-haired little lion king was angry, and immediately scolded fiercely with a lion's face and foaming at the mouth: "Hanging hair, dead human, stinky bald, I won't bite you to death today, Lao Tzu is not surnamed Huang!" ”

I can't climb up, and I still want to come up and bite Tang San?

Good fellow, this lion is fierce.

Tang San, ignoring it, turned around with three weapons on his shoulders and left, just like that.

Ouch, the yellow-haired little lion king hated him, beat his body, and smashed the ground there vigorously.

At first, I was holding back tears, but in the next second, I was like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, lying on the ground and whining-

What did this make of other weirdos? It's really worthy of a punch Tang San, it's really ruthless!

Tang San came to the front of Blowing Snow with three weapons on his shoulder, his face full of spring breeze and red light.

"Oh, what a good day is today, you see this is a bumper harvest, this treasure is drilled into my hands the same, what do you say to let the poor monk do? I had to reluctantly take them all, hahahaha. ”

As he spoke, he put down a nine-toothed nail rake from his shoulder and handed it to the blowing water.

"Come on, come on, I'll give you this iron rake, maybe you can use it when you go home and farm in the future."

As soon as Blowing Xue wanted to refuse, Tang San immediately added: "Hey~ You're welcome, although the girl's family does something about female red textiles on weekdays, but the times are different, who said that women can't farm?" I think you're perfect for farming! This rake is perfect for you. Take it! ”

Fuxue took the rake and was stunned on the spot for a long time without reacting.

Was it so suddenly a gift? But why can't you be happy at all?

Whoever gives a gift to the opposite sex will give this Nima an iron rake with a hoe? And how does this thing look more and more like Zhu Bajie's use? Treat Miss Ben like a pig, don't you?

Blowing the snow directly threw the rake on the ground, Tang San, who had just walked a few steps, turned his head violently and frowned: "What?" You don't want the baby sent by the poor monk? ”

Blowing Snow replied with a disgusted face, "What do you want this thing for?" It's not as useful as your brainwave controller. ”

"Huh? Yes! Tang San then remembered that when he was fighting with the stranger just now, his hat was blown away by that tricky angle, what about the spotlights on it?

He threw the two weapons on his shoulders and shouted, "It's broken! So the brainwave controller won't be blown up, right? ”

Hurry up and look for it, where can you find it at night?

However, after making a round trip, Tang San immediately smiled, there was something dangling on the ground not far away, wasn't it the spotlight of the brainwave controller?

It's not going to be good there!

It wasn't blown up! It's an unexpected surprise!

Oops, good luck.

I trotted all the way over and quickly picked up the brain controller—

Don't say it, although this hat was blown up by a lightning bomb, it only shattered a corner, which doesn't prevent you from continuing to carry it.

"What kind of snow is blowing? Can you believe that this baby was not blown up? Wearing it on his head in surprise, he ran back towards the spring snow.

That blowing snow was also extremely happy, and said to Tang San happily: "Great, bald brother, this thing is a real treasure, worth tens of millions of black technology!" It's so much better than your rake stick! ”

"With this thing, we can't control humans casually, it's just too powerful!"

Tang Seng was also heartbroken by what she said.

I think that I worked hard to come to Tianzhu to learn art, and I went through a lot of hardships on the Lingshan Mountain to cultivate and become a talent.

However, now look at it, this powerful martial art is not as effective as this human brainwave controller!

You think that no matter how good you are, others just won't obey, and you can't help it, at most you will beat others to death.

Doesn't it turn out that you still get nothing?

But as soon as this little light bulb shines like this, others immediately obey their words, isn't this much stronger than your eighteen-class martial arts?

How easy and straightforward this is!

"Oops!"

Tang San stroked the spotlight above his head distressedly, and couldn't help but sigh to Blowing Snow: "What do you say the poor monk has been practicing hard for in the past few years?" In the end, it's not as powerful as a small broken lamp, it's really unpredictable. If I had known that there was such a lamp, I wouldn't have had to leave my home for five years. Alas......"

Tang Sanyi uncharacteristically became a little melancholy, lowered his head, there seemed to be thousands of thoughts and grievances in his heart that he couldn't speak, who could guess everything in the world?

Life is like a dream, all kinds of tastes can only be understood after tasting it, and a boundless sorrow suddenly rises in his heart, engulfing him deeply......

At this moment, there was a sudden trace of gentle pressure on the helmet, and Tang San opened his eyes in surprise, only to see that the person in front of him was raising his hand and placing it on top of his head, gently stroking him.

"What kind of snow is blowing, you ......"

Tang San was speechless and choked, and suddenly killed this little lady by touching her head, this feeling of being treated gently directly melted his heart.

Just like when he was a child, he often made movements to his big dog, gently stroking its head......

Don't underestimate this action, there are so many emotions in it!

It was as if Tang San liked to touch the dog's head the most, and at the same time gently said to the big dog: "Dead dog!" If you dare to bite me again, believe it or not, I'll throw you into the pit! Don't be afraid, good dog, eat your, come, keep eating......"

The current Tang San is that feeling, but it was not the big dog who was touched, but himself-he was actually touched by some snow!

This is simply, almost didn't let him scold it!

Tang San was slightly embarrassed, turned his head to avoid blowing snow's head touch, and at the same time immediately changed the topic and said, "You say...... Is this brainwave controller really worth tens of millions? How about the poor monk selling it for money? ”

At first, Blowing Snow was still immersed in masturbation and couldn't extricate herself, but after a while she reacted, and replied in a daze: "Change ...... What money for what? This is a unique black technology in the world, even money can't buy it. Aren't you stupid to exchange for money? ”

Tang San replied: "yes, but you said that this brain control, in addition to people, does it work for those weirdos?" ”

Blowing Snow shook her head: "I don't know about this, I'm afraid not...... Why don't you give it a try? ”

"Try?"

"Hey, let's try it!"