With this more helpless voice, a lonely figure appeared at the door, behind Li Ran.

He turned around and looked at the man in front of him. This is an ordinary old monk, with layers of wrinkles on his face, he can't tell his age, looking at his body, Li Ran suddenly understood the sentence: The drum on Nanyang Island, the bell on Wutai Mountain!

It's true, you can't lose a bell! As the most rudimentary monk's robe called a bell, it is put on this dry and thin body, revealing the obscenity of ventilation everywhere.

And what is even more surprising is that the old monk is lying lazily on his shoulder.

The old monk, a bell, a turtle, the sum of the three, there is an indescribable sense of joy.

However, Li Ran couldn't laugh, just because, it was clear in front of him that this old monk was like nothing in the sight of a hundred ghosts!

There was no need for anyone to warn him, Li Ran had already adjusted the vigilance level to the highest.

The old monk bypassed Li Ran first, strolled to the fat monk, and with a crisp sound, he gave a sturdy brain, and the old voice flowed out from between the leaky teeth.

"You said you, how much heart has your master been over the years? Now I finally know that I was wrong, and I will be done with a rod of sin? Are you worthy of your master? Is it worthy of the abbot? Worthy...... Are you your mom and dad? Worthy...... Me? You are sorry for so many people, shouldn't you have more introspection, more self-blame, more sincerity, and more ......?"

Looking at the spittling old monk, his master image collapsed instantly, isn't this a chatterbox?

"This master, you have a good chat, I'll go home first! My children are still waiting for me to go back! Li Ran finally realized what it was like to have hundreds of flies flying in his ears, and he planned to escape from the small light bulb.

"You little fellow, you really don't respect the elderly. I'm babbling here, sir, do you think I'm just talking about him? I'm educating you too! Looking at your complacent look, do you think you're invincible?! I'll tell you, as far as your three-legged cat is capable of......"

I rub, I shouldn't have interjected. Looking at the fat monk who was secretly happy on the side, Li Ran was really disgusted.

"You're still frowning? I tell you, don't bother me, I'm here for your good. My teachers and nephews are pure by nature, and you can't bear to do it, who can you scare with banging and beating? The old monk said that he was excited, wiped the foam on his mouth, and wiped it on the edge of the table.

"Ahem...... I just raised myself and reminisced about my teenage years. Li Ran said as he secretly retreated.

"Memories...... Lao Ge also has a lot of memories, when Lao Ge first entered Wutai Mountain......"

"......", this is invincible, when the vigilance finally turned into the admiration of the dialogue, he almost touched the door, and was about to run away, when the change suddenly arose!

A thin little fist suddenly appeared in front of him, growing bigger and bigger, without any warning, and naturally there was no warning from a hundred ghosts.

But if you talk about boxing, Li Ran really hasn't scared anyone, although this punch has no fireworks and is extremely fast, but there is a weakness when you reach out!

So without hesitation, he pointed at the wrist behind the fist.

The wrist is the soul of the fist, and the fist is the eye of the wrist! I heard a soft sigh, and the fist suddenly disappeared.

When I looked up again, I saw that the old monk was still in place, five or six steps away, and the spit at the corner of his mouth had not been wiped clean, and he was still chattering, "...... That's how I got my first reward......"

The punch just now, was it really the old monk's fight? If so, this is terrible, how did he do it with two hearts, and this punch, is it still a fist, how can he ignore time and space, and just hand it directly to his eyes?

Li Ranzheng secretly doubted, the old monk suddenly glared at him and scolded, "Just talk about you, listen carefully, what are you running?!" ”

"Master, when are you going to talk about this?"

"When the interest comes, who knows, maybe for a moment and a half, maybe for three days or two days. Life lies in stillness, life lies in communication, donor, you admit it, right? The old monk said this, with a smug look on his face.

"This can't be done!" , Li Ran finally got angry, which is equivalent to putting himself under house arrest here, and shouted in a low voice, "Come and don't be rude, you can also take my punch!" ”

The footwork was urged while speaking, and a punch was punched, the old monk grinned and said, "This punch is really interesting, it is as reasonable as the old man, and if you can't dodge, you can't dodge!" ……”

While speaking, I only heard a sound in the air, and my fist hit the old monk's heart.

Retracting the sour fist, Li Ran was slightly shocked, his fist that had been tempered by the sun essence was not something that ordinary old men could bear.

It may be because of the severance of the aura, Li Ran has never seen any refinement achievements in this world.

No matter how powerful he is, as strong as Zhao Pingfan and other senior brothers, the little monk Yuan Ye, and even the old man of the Great Snow Mountain, his physical body is extremely fragile.

How did this old thief refine it?

"The bell on Wutai Mountain has a golden bell jar inside and a bell outside, and its defense is the first in the world. You don't even look for a sharp blade, hit with your fists? Are you okay?! The voice of the little monk Yuanye sounded softly, waking Li Ran up from being slightly stunned. Then he looked at the wind-leaking monk's robe called a bell on the old monk's body, and his face was full of solemnity.

Judging from Li Ran's limited knowledge of refining weapons, no matter how you look at it, you can't see that this broken monk's robe can be a magic weapon.

"Hehe, it's still Xiao Yuanye's knowledge! My monk's robe, whose name is a bell, is mortal, but it is infinitely wonderful......"

Boom!

What a bang!

The old monk suddenly squatted down, covered his mouth, and stopped talking for the first time, the room was so quiet, and life became better.

At the same time, Li Ran's body was like a rabbit, and he quickly retreated to the door, rubbed his aching fists, looked at the old monk with a wicked smile, and said, "Whether it's a golden bell jar or a bell, it really can't protect your tongue, this time, the bite hurts, right?" ”

The old monk squatted on the ground, whining a few times, but he didn't slow down for a while. The people around him didn't dare to laugh if they wanted to, for fear of touching the mold.

It's just that Li Ran's punch can't be dodged, but it is extremely clear and accurate, and the two of them hit and suffered, as if they were demonstrating to everyone.

The fist stops, it's so cool!

"Alas, what Xiao Yuanye said just now is right, no matter whether it is a good person or a bad person, there is no good end if you talk too much, let alone a chatter!"

Li Ran's rather demonic voice sounded, and the old monk's shoulders trembled slightly, and he slowly stood up.

It's still that old face, I don't know if it's an illusion, and the mouth is a little swollen.

"Shao (Xiao) Ze (son), (you) (death) Jing (Ding) hunger ()!"

"Puff ......", the first person who couldn't help it was the fat monk, who was glared at fiercely by the old monk, and quickly shrunk his neck, staring at the ground and counting the ants intently.

Looking at the old monk's annoyed and angry appearance, Li Ran had already secretly arranged a hundred ghosts and put out a large array of fine dust, just waiting for it to start.

"Humph!" , the old monk frowned sparsely and his white eyebrows, and his momentum changed abruptly!

At the same time, a hundred ghosts and two instruments are formed!