"Hahahahaha......" The space reverberated with the sound of convulsions, occasionally mixed with the snapping sound of the dragon's palm slapping on the door of the head.

I want to laugh too, but I'm a fucking Sven Dragon. The dragon felt like he was about to suffocate to death.

On the top of the mountain, Wednesday jumped up directly with his left hand.

At this time, Wednesday's left hand was larger again, because the epidermis was full of blisters, and the whole palm was crystal clear, red, exuding an attractive aroma, and it was also steaming.

"Your mother, dry ice smoke pig hands?" Wednesday endured the pain, blowing the smoke on his hands, and his head began to detach again.

The wood aura gathers into the hand, relieving the pain and injury on the hand.

This doesn't work, try a different attribute of aura.

"Ordinary people should stop, right?" the dragon's voice sounded awkwardly, as if forcing itself to suppress its throat.

"Haha, how can the person I fancy be ordinary. ”

"Isn't that a bit ......, though," the dragon's hand tapped on its head.

"It's a little, but ...... I can't help it, he's out of our control now, eh...... At least in cultivation, it doesn't seem to work. Darkness also slowly knocked on his head, for the current situation on Wednesday, he himself was confused, he didn't know how many years he had lived, as if he was time, but in his memory of living time, there had never been a person like this, the five elements were together, he could still cultivate, and he looked at the posture was quite fierce.

Naturally, Wednesday didn't know about these conversations, and if he did, Wednesday would probably spit on a dark face, and Wednesday continued to prepare for his experiments.

The earth aura, the hands are really hard like clods of soil.

Water aura, good, at least soft.

Wood Reiki ......

Golden Reiki ......

Fire Aura......

Wednesday doesn't know how long I've been tossing, anyway, when it gets dark, I finally played with my left hand, the whole hand is scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, the fragrance is fragrant, part hard as iron, part soft as water, and the appearance is even more colorful.

"Phantom Neon Hand!hahahaha......" Wednesday shook his palm on the top of the mountain, the messy light streaked, Wednesday laughed heartily, and then walked down the mountain in a depressed manner.

An hour later, Wednesday appeared in front of the garage door with a mess of gauze wrapped around his left hand, and half an hour later, Wednesday appeared in the center, almost all but himself.

"You kid! what...... What's wrong with your hands?" the warden bounced up from his stool and grabbed Wednesday's collar by the collar, and was about to ask why Wednesday was late, when he saw the irregular gauze on Wednesday's hand.

"The price of cultivating a pioneer. Wednesday broke free from the warden's hand, sat down, and said with a look of coercion.

"What is the price of cultivating first?" the fourth brother, who was talking to the others, looked over.

Ahem~

The old man's voice rang out, and everyone stopped talking and discussing.

"Xiao Zhou, how are your hands?"

"It works. ”

"That's good, eat. The old man asked a few simple questions and greeted the meal.

This should be the most refreshing meal I've had since Wednesday grew up, there is something you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't eat.

"Xiao Zhou, you go on a mission. After everyone finished eating, the old man took the tea bowl handed over by Xiaohuo and took a sip gently.

"What's the mission?"

"Grab something. ”

"Ahh......h

"It's this. The voice of the small fire interrupted the YY on Wednesday.

The entire wall at the back of the restaurant turned white in an instant, the lights slowly dimmed, and the "movie" began to play on the wall, and Wednesday really felt like a movie.

The picture was filmed in the jungle, with several people leading dogs, carrying bags, and driving the road with mountain knives in their hands.

Damn! Journey to the West.

Then the picture shook instantly, and then the perspective changed to the perspective of the sky, accompanied by the shaking of the picture and messy shouts, and the words "thunder" were vaguely heard on Wednesday.

Xiaohuo pressed the remote control in his hand, and the screen paused.

This is a video material stolen by our outsiders, unfortunately it is very incomplete, only these, but we found the location of the incident after many investigations, which is in Yunnan, China, near the Sino-Vietnamese border, two days ago. Xiaohuo's crisp voice introduced what happened.

"Why are you fighting?" said Wednesday's voice abruptly in the room.

"Shut up!" Xiao Huo's murderous eyes instantly aimed at Wednesday.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, it's so fierce, you can get married, Lao Tzu will squat and pee from now on......" Wednesday muttered quietly.

"You ......"

"Haha, young man, it should be like this, like us old guys, the sky falls apart and the earth doesn't move, how boring, Xiaohuo, you go on. The old man laughed and interrupted the "conversation" between the two enemies.

"This thing is called 'spirit', something that cultivators all over the world need, it's rare, it's good to get it, it's not good, you go and grab it back. Xiaohuo manipulated the remote control in his hand, and then the picture froze on an "object".

A bottle, very ordinary, a bit like an ordinary glass bottle used at home, with a green thing in it, the specific shape is not clear, because the thing is always moving, and it is fast.

The room brightened, and the color on the walls quickly recovered.

"It's over?" said Wednesday looking at Xiaohuo.

"It's over. ”

"Where is Lao Tzu going to rob it?"

"I don't know. ”

"Who's robbing?"

"I don't know. ”

"Why rob it?"

"That's good. ”

"Damn!" said Wednesday felt like he had lost to this beautiful woman who was a few years younger than him.

"Xiaohuo, don't tease him, tell him the news. It was the old man who smiled again.

Finally, on Wednesday, I got the news that the spirit had been snatched back from the foreigners. Why rob, because the spirit is a good thing, but it is not so good that it is lawless. I don't know where to grab it, anyway, it's a foreigner, because if the Chinese grab it, then it's sure that this thing is in the hands of the old man. The bottom line of the task is: if you really can't destroy that thing, you can't grab it yourself, and no one else can have it.

Damn! What a fucking overbearing. Wednesday sat in the back seat of the car in a daze, cigarette in his mouth.

In fact, he quietly asked the old man later on Wednesday.

"Old man, just grab it directly?"

"That's right. ”

"Not suitable, right?"

"Yes, go ahead. By the way, if you have time to learn more about politics, you will know why it is appropriate. ”

Naturally, Wednesday didn't have the consciousness to understand politics, so Wednesday had this method.

"Lao Wang, shall we rob foreigners?" asked the driver on Wednesday, throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Of course not, what do you want to do? Xiao Zhou. ”

"Oh, it's nothing, the old man told me to grab something. ”

"The old man let me go? ”

"Damn, aren't you too blind to worship? ”

"Xiao Zhou, you don't understand, I always listen to the old man's chatter, what the big fist says, our country is ...... now" Lao Wang shook his sandbag-sized fist in the front row.