"Hahaha-"

A thunderous pig cry came from the side, and Cheng Yanjin looked at it, and the rabbit was lying on the ground on all fours, holding his stomach and laughing loudly.

"Dead rabbit, you dare to laugh at Uncle Ben, I think you are looking for death!"

Cheng Biting Jin was furious, and he didn't care whether his pants were pants or not, he held the board axe in both hands, imitating the way a rabbit walked, and jumped up and turned to the rabbit is a board axe.

"Plop—"

Cheng Biting Jin stepped on a round stone, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground.

"Hahaha-" Shi Jinlang laughed even louder.

"Rabbit, I'm fighting with you!"

Cheng got up from the ground with a gray face and yelled at the top of his voice.

Seeing that Cheng Biting Jin was a little anxious, Shi Jinlang jumped up from the ground, grabbed three thousand whiskers with two paws, and sent it to the big mouth and said, "Don't come here, I'll eat it if you come over again!" ”

"Eaten?" Cheng Biting Jin smiled disdainfully and said: "The Three Thousand Whiskers are cast from the Nine Heavens Xuanjing Iron, don't say that you are a rabbit, even if you are an ancient demon beast, you can't chew it!" ”

"Are you sure?" Shi Jinlang smiled slyly: "If I eat it, what do you say?" ”

"If the rabbit can eat three thousand whiskers, Lao Tzu will kneel and learn to meow!"

"You can pull it down, you big man, can you not catch the trend and learn to meow? If you learn to bark a pig, no one will say that you are cute! ”

"What does the rabbit want?" Cheng bit the golden eyebrows and said.

"If I eat it, don't chase me like a leper dog?"

"Good!" Cheng Yanjin sneered and said: "If the rabbit can't eat three thousand whiskers, how about you voluntarily jump on the barbecue grill and let Lao Tzu make you a barbecue rabbit?" ”

"It's a deal!"

"It's over, Master Lang made a bet with Cheng Yanjin, it's really going to be cold now!"

"Master Lang is so stupid, if you run, Cheng Yanjin won't be able to catch up with you with his pants!"

"What's the matter with being suddenly hungry in the middle of the night?"

"The barbecue bunny must be delicious!"

"I prefer braised rabbit!"

。。。。。。

"Shut up!"

Shi Jinlang was just about to eat three thousand whiskers, when the group of rabbit cubs began to chirp in their ears again.

"I didn't speak!" Cheng Yanjin said with a confused face.

"Didn't say anything about you!"

Shi Jinlang picked up the Three Thousand Whiskers and shook them, shook the sand on them and wanted to put them in his mouth, but at this moment, a piece of rice paper fell out of one of the dark compartments of the Three Thousand Whiskers.

"What is this?"

Shi Jinlang's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the rice paper in his hand.

"Dead rabbit, that's mine, give it back to me!"

When Cheng Yanjin saw the rice paper, he was anxious, and he stood up and wanted to grab it, but his pants were stuck at his ankles, and he just got up and stuck on the ground again.

"Who is this drawing?"

The portrait of a woman was painted on the rice paper, Shi Jinlang looked at his eyes and casually asked about the humanity in the live broadcast room.

"Isn't this a portrait of Empress Wu Zetian?"

"It's Wu Zetian!"

"Cheng Yanjin actually stole Wu Zetian's portrait?"

"Portrait of the Crazy Han Cheng Biting Gold VS Empress Wu Zetian .AVI!"

"Dead rabbit, bring it!"

Shi Jinlang only felt that the black shadow in front of him flickered, and Wu Zetian's portrait had been snatched by Cheng Yanjin.

Cheng Yanjin snatched back the portrait, quickly rolled it up and stuffed it into his arms.

"Okay, you bite the gold, you dare to hide the portrait of the Tang Dynasty Empress Wu Zetian, don't tell me that in the dead of night, you have done indescribable things to the portrait!"

"Huh—nonsense!"

Cheng Biting Jin's face turned red, and his speech was intermittent.

"I didn't expect you to be so old and so obscene, Master Rabbit blushes for you!"

"You dead rabbit, you said you would eat 3,000 beards, you don't change the subject!" Cheng Yanjin snorted and said: "If you can't eat three thousand whiskers, the uncle will make you a barbecue rabbit, see if you are still bouncing!" ”

"Then you're in for a treat!"

Shi Jinlang picked up three thousand whiskers, opened his big mouth and swallowed it into his stomach with a "grunt", which felt as comfortable as swallowing a big vermicelli.

"Hold the grass—"

Cheng Biting Jin's eyes came out, and he said in a trembling voice: "That's three thousand beards, there are three thousand beards in it, aren't you afraid that your body will be burst?" ”

"Hiccup—"

Shi Jinlang burped, rubbed his stomach contentedly and said: "The world of bullshit three thousand whiskers has entered the belly of the rabbit master, and that is the rabbit master's food!" ”

"You rabbit who was killed by the sky, and you still have 3,000 years to spare!"

Cheng Biting Jin wailed, and pounced on him to fight with the rabbit.

Shi Jinlang had expected him to play tricks, so he rolled on the spot and avoided him.

"Okay, you are a lewd man, you said that the rabbit is the rabbit when you eat it, why are you still playing like a shrew?"

"Lao Tzu doesn't care, Lao Tzu will split you with an axe, maybe you can save it!"

"Okay, since you are so shameless, then don't blame Master Rabbit for being shameless!" Shi Jinlang jumped into the distance and said: "I will go to the Tang Dynasty Empress Wu Zetian to see you now, and I will say that you jerk off to her portrait in the middle of the night!" ”

"The empress can't speak beast language, so you'll die of this heart!"

"Master Rabbit can write!"

“...”

Cheng bit Jin's words, sighed for a while, and got up from the ground.

"What, are you convinced?"

Cheng Yanjin held his pants in one hand and grabbed the board axe in the other hand and said: "Three thousand mustaches Lao Tzu don't want it, anyway, your plagued rabbit won't have a few days to live, and when you die, Lao Tzu will dismantle you into eight pieces, barbecue, fried, steamed, braised and stewed soup to make a table of rabbits!" ”

"Then you have to wait, Master Rabbit's life is hard!"

Shi Jinlang laughed "haha", watching Cheng Yanjin carry his pants and drift away in the moonlight.

"Master Lang is amazing, Cheng Biting Jin has no temper at all when he is treated by Master Lang!"

"I estimate that Cheng Yanjin will never eat roast turkey from now on, catch rabbits every day, and eat them in different ways!"

"Cheng Biting Jin is so pitiful, I decided to eat rabbit for breakfast tomorrow!"

There was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, but Shi Jinlang was muttering to himself.

A dagger can provide Shi Jinlang with such abundant Yuan Spirit Erqi, no matter how you say it, three thousand beards can be regarded as a fairy magic weapon, and there is no reason why it is not as good as a broken dagger!

Shi Jinlang touched his stomach, the three thousand beards had been digested a hundred years earlier, but his body had not undergone any changes.

"Could it be that you can only bite and absorb it, and you can't swallow it whole into your stomach? It's over the calf, what a big loss! ”

Shi Jinlang beat his chest with regret, because the value of this belt can be seen from the tension of Cheng Jinjin, and now it has been swallowed into his stomach by Shi Jinlang whole, and as a result, the fart of the Yuan Ling Qi has not been absorbed, this is not only a loss, it is simply a loss to grandma's house.

Just as he was wailing, Shi Jinlang was suddenly stunned, because he saw a new string of information in his mind.

[Three Thousand Whiskers]: Immortal weapons, Taiyi Zhenren forged nine heavens of Xuanjing iron with Samadhi true fire and refined it for 7749 days before refining, containing 3,000 shuffles of the world, which can be stored.

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