"Uncle Wu! Ancestor Wu! Master, let go of the little one! The little one is confused for a while. ”

In the sea of clouds, the cries of rap continued one after another.

Wu Chen's face was slightly happy and comfortable, and he looked at the most shallow part of the sea of clouds, probably with the attitude that the most dangerous place was the safest, and deliberately hid in it.

The right hand is bent like an eagle's claw, and it is handed out by lightning bolts, and it grabs into the hidden things in it with lightning speed.

In fact, the previous shouts and begging for mercy came from the depths of the sea of clouds on the other side.

Thinking about it, the half-like little thing that was caught by Wu Cheng was completely worthy of the four-character language of a rare thing in the world.

A palm-sized golden light villain suddenly burst out of Wu Cheng's waist socket, jumping and jumping, climbing and dragging, and finally climbed on Wu Chen's right shoulder.

Bending over again and again, the golden mouth opened exaggeratedly, as if he was climbing fast, and some of them were tired and tired

Wu Chen carried this thing in the palm of his right hand.

Like a phantom without the slightest substance, the phantom saw Wu Chen's shoulder watching a good show, opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and laughed silently.

A slick and innocent white figure appeared.

The white childish villain's face was full of anger, if it weren't for the fact that the center of his neck was tightly embedded in Wu Cheng's strong right hand that was as strong as Mount Tai.

I'm afraid that the white villain at this moment has already gone to find the golden light villain above Wu Chen's shoulder, and there is a simple question about the fists and feet.

So the white boy stared at him fiercely, who knew that the palm-sized incense villain with golden light was not afraid of the threat of the white child's eyes, but turned sideways and pouted his buttocks, swinging again and again.

This angered the white child, even if he was stuck by Wu Chen's neck, he danced towards the golden villain.

The mouth was also sonorous: "Hey little thing, if it weren't for your Uncle Wu turning a blind eye to you, do you think you can live happily until now......?

Before the white child could speak, the sound of "pop" was extremely loud.

I saw a solid slap on the buttocks of the white child.

A particularly slow "oops" sound shouted from the mouth of the white child.

Immediately, the white and innocent child is a smile on his face, and he is as happy as he wants.

Turning his head, he looked up high, grinned white teeth and said: "Ahh......h

As soon as the words were smooth, the white villain hurriedly changed his words, shook his head with a smile, and said with more and more white teeth: "No, it's Second Master Wu, Second Master Wu." ”

Then he pretended to die generously, just like a military general who knew that he was lost, and he died on the battlefield without life, and he turned the earth-shattering and touching oath before leaving.

"I just hope that the master will not forget the small ones when the time comes, and just throw some rags to the little ones, not to mention how happy you will be. ”

Wu Chen is even more full of black lines, this little thing in front of him, in his memory, is not such a cheeky person in front of him who doesn't know how much thicker than the city wall, he was originally ashamed to answer, he can't hold back a fart for half a month and a year, as for whether he hits the other party no matter how many times, he is just doing useless work, because the villain in front of him doesn't know what the pain is at all.

And even if this original appearance is reduced to crushed mustard seeds, as long as the mustard seed realm under the mountain is not extinguished, he can continue to die again and again, day after day, year after year.

The golden light villain standing on Wu Cheng's shoulders was even more disgusted by Bai Jing's fart remarks.

After a glance, the white villain didn't care at all, where did he go, his second master Wu for eight or nine thousand years, the first one or two thousand years of ignorance and ignorance, and two thousand years is a little spiritual enlightenment, but there are still some discordant things, and the next two thousand years are to change the way to wander away from the world under the mountain under his own power.

I have experienced the princes and generals, I have known the dangers of the world, and I have also experienced the ranger warriors.

So what is this cheekiness? He's seen more and thicker.

As for the next few thousand years, it was he who discovered that he was guarding the treasure mountain and did not know the treasure, and he devoted himself to digging his own treasures, and he was busy.

Wu Chen let go of his hand, and the white child's feet fell to the ground, not as close to Wu Chen's waist, and he shook his body, and a particularly fitting gray robe covered the body, which looked like a good look.

The white child looked at Wu Chen, and then looked at the robe on his body, which was only one size smaller than Wu Chen, and was very proud.

But the next sentence for no reason made Bai Jing's child chuckle in his heart.

Wu Chen bent down slightly, half-leaned down, looked at the white and innocent child, and said: "Wu Er, you were very good at tossing just now, I almost thought that this mustard seed world was your Wu Er, and I was so scared that I wanted to leave, after all, I was uncomfortable when I stayed at home." ”

The white and pure child, who has no name again, has his own name as Wu Er from this moment on.

It's a pity that the white and pure child gave himself those majestic names when he had nothing to do, which can scare people.

This Wu Er Wu Er, it doesn't matter what the surname is, but this two words make the white and pure child feel worse than eating.

But what was even more uncomfortable was Wu Cheng's question.

Wu Er's eyes turned very quickly, and before he could do it, his eyes lit up.

At first, his face showed embarrassment, and then some pear blossoms cried like rain, "Master, you don't know! ”

Wu Er can be described as a handful of snot and tears, "Just yesterday, I missed my master very much, what should I do? I can only pull out two jars of old wine and pour a sorrow, who knows that the more I drink this old wine, the better I will be! ”

Wu Chen said meaningfully, "Regret." ”

So Wu Er's heart was even more twisted than Fang Cai.

There was a chilling coldness on Bao Yi's face, so he opened his eyes, stretched his hands, and stood up half-straight.

A work that needs to raise your head to see the towering archway of the head, straight into view.