Blowing Snow looked at Tang San with a nervous expression and exchanged glances with him.

Tang San understood, the meaning of this look was to let him grab the wooden snail on his leg.

Hmph, women are really troublesome, they are tougher than anyone else when they usually call, and when it comes to business, they let all men do it, what's the use of raising you women?

Forget it, Tang San didn't bother to care, the snails he had caught since he was a child could fry a plate, it wasn't easy?

stretched out his hand to grab it, but suddenly he was stopped by Blowing Snow Heart.

What does that mean? Tang San threw a glance over, only to see Blowing Snow, quietly leaning over, his mouth kept opening and closing, but he didn't make a sound.

Cautious like this, don't dare to speak out?

Zhang San looked at her mouth shape and recognized what she wanted to say through the mute - don't, put, him, scare, run!

Hey, thought you wanted to say something.

A snail is still afraid of him running? Just let him run, where can he run?

Tang San didn't care, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed it directly towards his leg.

Isn't a snail still handy?

Ouch, lying grass!

It really let him run away!

Where did the snail go? In the blink of an eye, he ran away!

It's gone!

The snail is not successful???

Speedy snails?

Tang San had never seen such a shameless snail in his life. You run so fast, what do other snails think of you?

Tang San raised his head and looked at Blowing Snow with wide eyes.

Surprised, he said, "What should I do?" I really let him run away! ”

After blowing the snow, he almost slapped it on the face: "What are you running?" What can a piece of broken wood run? ”

Hey, didn't you just say that this wood would run on its own? Why is it that now it is said that he will not run?

Blowing Snow raised her jade hand, pointed at his feet, and said disgustedly, "Isn't this right under your feet?" What to run? ”

Tang San saw that the wood was not just behind his heel—it didn't run away!

Oops, a false alarm!

He immediately grabbed the piece of wood and drilled it in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Little wood, who lent you the courage to mess around in front of the poor monk, believe it or not, I will slap you to pieces!" ”

Blowing Snow immediately became anxious, and reached out to grab Tang San's playing wrist: "No, no!" Stop it! You crush him and try it! ”

What do you mean? Tang San glanced over coldly: If you rebel, for the sake of a broken piece of wood, you actually dare to punch him Tang San and sing back? What's the use of raising you?

Tang San also came up: "Try it!" The poor monk wants to pinch him, what can you do to me?! ”

Blowing Xue stomped his foot violently, glared at Tang San angrily and said, "You have the ability to try it for me, if you dare him to crush it, it is to be the enemy of all mankind, you can think about it!" ”

Tang San will still eat this set: "What kind of thing?" Humanity? Is it so ruthless? Hehe, even if the whole universe is what! When was Tang San afraid of my punch? Today, I'm really going to show you this monkey! ”

Hearing this, Fuxue cried on the spot.

Tang San was also energetic, and shouted: "Who are you crying for?" Isn't it okay to talk to me! Sample, isn't it okay if the poor monk doesn't pinch it, count me wrong, please don't cry, okay? Good way~"

Fuxue immediately smiled, and there were not even tears in her eyes.

Holding Tang San's arm, he said with a smile: "I know that the bald brother is the best~"

This Nima is pretended again! How are you a drama spirit!

Tang San secretly swore that he would never be deceived by this mother-in-law again, and there would never be a next time! Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely

Na Fuxue laughed, and thought in his heart: This bald man is not a person, if he has the opportunity, he has to give him some pants to taste, otherwise he really doesn't know how many pounds and taels he has, and he is about to go to the sky!

Then, laughing, she reached for the black piece of wood and snatched it with a whoosh—

"Bring it to you!"

The heart of wood is taken back by the blowing snow.

The smile stopped abruptly, Tang San's heart tightened, and he secretly shouted: "Okay, you mother-in-law, changing your face so quickly?" Just for a broken monkey, you don't even want your face, don't you?!

The wooden heart was held in his hand, like holding a piece of hot sweet potato, his eyes were full of longing but he didn't dare to move, as if he was afraid of being burned.

Tang San came up and asked curiously, "How is it, is it alive?" ”

Fukiyuki replied uncertainly, "It should be alive...... Right? But how ......?"

"Let the poor monk see!" I poked the piece of wood with my finger, and it was still as hard as before, not at all angry.

Is that still alive? Isn't this immortal stiff!

Blowing Snow refused to believe it: "Impossible, impossible...... You saw it just now, and it all crawled up to your lap on its own, didn't it? ”

"Hi. It's all your guessing for a long time? It's inherently round, isn't it normal to roll around on the ground? Isn't there anything unusual about the wind rolling up to the poor monk's lap as soon as it blows? ”

From beginning to end, what kind of snow was blowing and saying that it was alive, and I was almost deceived by her!

Blowing Snow was about to cry out: "No, no, no.

Absolutely not! It certainly is...... It shouldn't be, it was in my pocket before, how could it be? ”

After tossing for a long time, this wooden heart is still the same as before in her hand, and it hasn't moved at all, where is it alive? Where will it run?

It's clear that they think too much!

Blowing snow is a joy in vain.

"Okay," Tang San had enough trouble with her, "Let's go eat first, after a busy night's work, the poor monks are dying of hunger." ”

As soon as the word "hungry" was mentioned, a long gurgling sound immediately came out of his stomach, which came from Fuyuki's stomach.

Heh, I didn't expect this woman to be hungrier than Tang San!

But Blowing Snow didn't care about the screams of her stomach at all, she just poured the heart of the soil there, and her mouth was still vibrating, and she didn't seem to be dead.

"Gone!"

There was no response to blowing snow.

"Can't you go?"

Blowing snow still didn't respond.

Twice called and didn't respond?

Tang San lost his patience, raised the iron rod and violently went up, and immediately pinched his waist and made it clear what snow was blowing-

"The poor monk saw that you were stunned, and let that monkey fan get confused, didn't you? Okay, everyone is dead, what are you still struggling with? Find a place to bury it, put it into the soil for peace, and feel at ease on both roads. ”

Blowing Snow raised her eyelids: "Buried?" ”

"That's not it, it's also the monkey you fancied, let him settle in the ground, doesn't it also fulfill one of your wishes? Save yourself from the twisting and tangling ...... How, buried or not? ”

Blowing Snow hesitated, staring at the wooden heart in his hand, still showing no signs of life.

Now even she began to wonder if it was really just her own wishful thinking?

Could it be that this piece of wood just accidentally fell out of its pocket and rolled down to Tang San's feet, not because it had life and could run on its own?

Is that the truth of the matter?

Sun Monkey Monkey, the Son of Prophecy died like this? What is the fate of mankind......

The more I thought about it, the more I felt stuffy in front of me, and I almost couldn't breathe......

After a while, Tang San had already found his electric car again, and at the same time, he also carried the three precious weapons of the Nail Rake Club on his shoulders.

yelled at the blowing snow: "What kind of snow is blowing, you can't leave?" If you don't leave, the poor monk won't care about you! ”

Blowing Snow was interrupted by his shouting, and after a long time of struggle, he still followed.

When I came to the electric car, I didn't get into the car.

Instead, he suddenly looked at Tang San, and said coldly-

"You go down!"