Chapter 50: The Mud Monster

Cyborg 8 walked down the aisle with an expressionless face and asked, "You just said that your name is Jia Congliang, it's really a good name that can improve Mo Dayan by knowing your mistakes... ”

"Your name is not bad, No. 8, in snooker billiards, you are the most important and crucial ball! Black Eight。。。 By the way, do you know where the village is closed? ”

"He's locked up on the fifth floor, I'll take you there, the fifth layer is on top of the fourth layer..."

I followed No. 8 to the fifth floor of the room, only to see a middle-aged man with the appearance of a general of the Red Silk Army, majestic, fearless facing us, a military salute, solemn as if watching the flag.

"You are the leader here, please let the village chief go, even if it is a terrorist organization, it can't endanger the people, you must know that water can carry boats or overturn boats, you rob the people, eat the people, and arrest the parents of the people, this can't be said?"

The man sneered: "The kung fu on your mouth is more powerful than the kung fu in your hand, my two generals have been killed by you, you are also a young hero, why don't you join our red silk army, our army is treated very well, with a monthly income of tens of thousands, including food and housing, five insurances and one housing fund, and a daughter-in-law every day, there is a labor contract, sign the contract immediately, take effect in time, Tong Su is not bullied, are you willing?" ”

"I'm the head of a store, my business is still too busy, I won't work for you, and my brother does everything, so he doesn't do things that hurt the sky, people are doing it, and the sky is watching! Heaven will not punish you, because you are not human beings!! "I flatly refuse, what is the Red Silk Army, this small world is created by me, from a Chinese perspective, I am a female snail Niangniang, a person who plays with mud with urine, and will work hard with you, and do his spring and autumn mandarin duck butterfly dream.

"Say I'm not human, haha, you're right, many people say I'm a demon, but you and this traitor robot go to hell first!"

I just wanted to release the spit damage, but the next moment, the floor under my feet suddenly opened, and I and No. 8 both fell to the ground and fell into the trap.

I flipped on my back with the man he fell, but fortunately I and No. 8 were not ordinary people, and we didn't have much damage.

The red silk scarf general in the high place gave me an ultimatum: "Hand over both the Dragon Balls and the Dragon Ball Radar, don't say they didn't put it on you, if you don't hand it over, you will become my pet's dessert." ”

"My favorite pet, is it a cat or a dog?" I asked him lightly.

The floor on the roof of the building was closed, and there was a sound of "Kaz, Kaz" around, and a wall opened, and out of it came a big monster that was 4 meters high and 4 meters wide, which was very similar to the monster dichlorvos children's shoes, but it was uglier than him, and it was estimated that it was also a product of hybridization, but the genes were uglier.

Its body is like a mud monster and its head is like a slug, is it the offspring of mud and slugs?

Destroy the three levels...

"I'm so hungry, can I eat you?"

"No, I'm afraid... No. 8 said nervously.

"I like to eat food that makes me afraid, fear is the ingredient that tastes...

After it finished speaking, its big slimy tail swept towards me, and I jumped up and complained, "Did anyone say you resemble a toad?" ”

It paused and wondered, "What is a toad, is it handsome?" ”

The reason for the failure of the complaint is that it cannot communicate with it normally.

No. 8 is also unreliable, a big man and a little coward, has been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, is it a bear, so there is a hammer for lying on the corpse? !

I struck it with a dazzling dance of the golden hoop stick, and its slimy body was not even broken, could it have encountered another attack that ignored the armed force?

The loudspeakers around him sounded the general's deep voice: "No matter how powerful your martial arts are, what weapon you use, it will not be damaged in the slightest, because it is a monster mutated by nuclear pollution, haha, terrible, enjoy it slowly, little ghost!" ”

"I have a left hook, a right hook, and the person who provokes me is in danger...

It doesn't move at all...

"I have light skills, flying eaves and walking walls!"

It doesn't move at all...

"Look at me playing Tai Chi, the wind is rising!"

"I'm looking at the hand knife defense, hum hah...

"What stinky feet, I'm all smoked!"

It falls asleep ...

"Damn, what should I do if my skills are exhausted? It's just that Brother Monkey is stingy.,The big move won't.,The little boss can't beat it.。。。 I said angrily.

The mud monster was awakened by a self-muttering remark from me, and the large tentacles on its head released two electric shocks that hit me all over the body.

I immediately felt as if my body was being torn apart, my consciousness was gradually blurred, and the spiritual life was not manifested in the fear of death, but in absolute distance from the desolation, in the form of bearing death and preserving itself in death. It is only when the spirit finds itself again in a rather absolute state of fragmentation that it earns its truth. Spirit, as such an affirmative thing, does not escape the negation...... In the same way, when falsehood becomes a link to truth, it ceases to be a false thing.

I didn't know what to say, but I accepted the call of death, "Am I going to die?" Dead here? Died at the hands of this mud monster who didn't know the big words.,I'm still underage.,I'm still a virgin.。。。 I'm dead, and who will be sad ... Does anyone feel sad?。。。 "The next thought in my heart is this, every literati is both afraid of death and deeply attracted by death, death as a representative of darkness, but also the fairest judge, no matter who is, what immortals, what gods, will not escape his arms, no matter noble, only sooner or later.

"Silly apprentice, can't you beat this kind of monster, is it still my apprentice? Remind you of a sentence for the teacher.,Concentrate your mind.,Your ability to complain is not only a verbal attack.,But also will imitate the spells you've complained about.,The higher your cultivation.,The strongest mana you've imitated.,Recall,The most powerful spell you've complained about.,In reminding you once.,You can't die in a small world.,Otherwise, the realm will drop a level.,The future cultivation of immortals will become more and more difficult.。。。 I want you to wake up quickly! ”

Even though Brother Monkey heard every word in my ears, I couldn't wake up immediately, I only felt that my head was getting heavier and heavier, and my heart was beating louder and louder.

When I saw her for the first time, her graceful figure turned around gracefully and said to me from afar: "Do you remember Bai Susu in the garden?" ”

The best period is like a dream, tender like water, and it hurts my heart.

My eyes opened suddenly, and the small slitted eyes that had originally seen a blue line in the sky finally turned into a large lantern eye.

As long as the spell I complained about as long as I cultivate enough, I can learn it, and finally I have a golden finger, it has always been by my side, but I have not found it, imagining Kulin's expression at that time, I imitated his respite, fixed his figure, the momentum rose again, and the strong airflow fluctuations made the whole room tremble, I saw that my palms were combined into chrysanthemums to unfold, put chrysanthemum hands on my waist, gathered a ball of light in the palms of both hands, the muscles of my arms expanded several times, and a thought suddenly flashed in my mind:" The Turtle Sect Qigong Wave has awakened, and the aura is sufficient to release. ”

The voice was very familiar, and I heard it during that epiphany.

"Who the hell are you?"

There was still no response, my arms were swollen and painful, and the spiritual power of my whole body seemed to be gathered in the palm of my hand, "bang", like the explosion of traditional popcorn, and a blue pillar of light appeared in the palm of my hand, like a meteor with a long tail flew towards the big mud monster in front of me, like a moth to a fire, like a lover martyrdom, like a dream fireworks.

"Turtle Sect Qigong Wave!!... Readers shouted for me.

"I've blasted everyone out of the diving?" I was pleasantly surprised.