"Iniquity, iniquity." The white-haired old man sighed, and the young parents on both sides of the street were crying and crying, sad and sad, really sad and bleak, but at this time, suddenly burst out of several tolerances, these tolerances held water and fire sticks in their hands, and one by one beat the crying young parents back to their houses: "What are you crying about, don't cry, even if you want to cry, you have to go back to your own house and cry again, and then cry on the street, and be seen by the people of the country, even if we wait for tolerance, we can't maintain you." ”

The tolerance was originally to oppress the people, but this Guozhang was perverse, and he needed the heart of one thousand one hundred and eleven children, and the heart of the tolerance was also fleshy, and there were also tolerances that his own children were also put in the goose cage, and when the Guozhang was swept away with the yin wind, he said that it was to maintain the order of the street, and these tolerances were talking, and he also shed tears.

"It is really disloyal and unfilial to sacrifice a child's heart to treat the king's illness and dare to cry." A strange voice sounded in the air, and the faces of the men and women on the street showed a look of horror, but hundreds of purple lightning bolts fell, which had already reduced these men and women to ashes along with the young men and women crying in the street.

"Even if it's a youkai, it's too much." Zhuang Wangu's heart was finally slightly angry.

In the dark clouds above the street, jump down an old road, this old road wears a light goose yellow nine tin cloud brocade scarf on his head, and wears a collar of plum agarwood and silk cranes. Tie a blue three-strand velvet belt around the waist, and step on a pair of hemp warp Ge Weiyun head shoes. In his hand, he holds a nine-section withered rattan dragon crutch, and hangs a dragon thorn and phoenix flower bag on his chest. The skin is as smooth as jade, a wisp of black beard hangs straight down, but between the actions, there is a fairy aura, it should be a monster who practices Taoist spells.

looks good, and his temperament looks good, but Zhuang Wangu knows that this old way is just good, in fact, it is also an embroidered pillow, I remember that in the book, he couldn't catch a few tricks of Monkey King and was defeated, and at most gave him a B-level evaluation.

"King Nian'er and others gave their children's hearts, and they came to see Char and others, and they were not ready to greet them." This old Taoist saying of the change of the white deer spirit.

There are many small countries in this West Niu He Continent, which is not as big as the Tang Kingdom of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and the pomp of the kings of the small countries of West Niu He Zhou is far inferior to the emperor of Dongsheng Shenzhou, of course, the pomp of the king of West Niu Hezhou is not small.

There are hundreds of Yulin army to open the way, a number of palace maids are in the procession, the king sits in a sedan chair carried by twelve people, this king is extremely mediocre, and the spirit is thin, the body is weak, completely a dead and not dead, taking off half of the yang energy.

But the queen should be called the queen of beauty, and she is extremely beautiful. This beautiful queen was sent to the palace at the age of sixteen, and now she looks like a girl who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with dark clouds and hair tied into a dragon bun and nine silver hairpins. Dressed in the green of the lake, the emerald Luo sleeves are lightly floating, and the white ribbon is wrapped around the waist, stretching out the wind and flow. Gently nestled in the sedan chair, like a cat, his eyes were lazily open, and his hands gently stroked his hair, with an indescribable tiredness and a pitiful taste.

Zhuang Wangu was surprised, when he was in Jilei Mountain, the Bull Demon King rebelled, and the Bull Demon King was also a man of great talent, who knew the truth of knowing the other and fighting a hundred battles. So on Jilei Mountain, Lingshan, and Heavenly Court, there are portraits of people in important positions on Jilei Mountain.

Zhuang Wan also heard that this beautiful queen looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva at the beginning of the ancient times, but he just thought that it should only be slightly similar, but now he looked at it, compared with the portrait seen on Jilei Mountain, he knew that this beautiful queen looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva in seven points, and this beauty queen had a lazy alternative temperament like a cat, and it looked like she was only charming and matchless.

This bhikshu king is full of blessings, as a mortal king, he can actually enjoy such a peerless beauty, he is not a loss, and then look at the white deer old way, this beautiful queen, that is, the white-faced fox, that is, the little lover of the white deer old way, the strength of the white deer old road itself is not very good, and the blessing is not bad.

Zhuang Wangu was here observing the bhikshu king, the white deer old road and the white-faced fox of the beautiful queen, the white deer old road looked around, just to find out who else dared to cry again, just looking for it, but the white deer old road narrowed his eyes and saw Zhuang Wangu's body.

I don't know what kind of thoughts this Bailu Lao Dao had, Zhuang Wangu didn't kill him, but he provoked Zhuang Wangu first, only to see that Bailu Lao Dao pointed with his hand and pointed straight at Zhuang Wangu: "Your Majesty the King, this person is a monster, and I hope that His Majesty the King will send troops to arrest this person." ”

The tired king, while dozing off, gently played with the jade arm that was like a handful of mutton fat and white jade, when he was very leisurely, he never put the people's livelihood in his heart, anyway, there are many people, if they dare to resist, send a large army to suppress it.

After pleasing Meihou, let Meihou play a few more postures with herself in bed, so that she can be happy like a fairy, this is the king's way.

This bhikshu king is also mediocre, but the more mediocre the king is, the more afraid of death, he can shout like Emperor Sui Yang, the last emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty before the Great Tang Dynasty of Dongsheng Shenzhou: "Great head, who will take it." "There are very few emperors and kings who are so mediocre but extremely open-minded.

Immediately, the bhikshu king was shocked, this surprise almost startled the royal sedan chair carried by twelve people, fortunately he was able to kiss the beauty and pull it, but at this time, the bhikshu king, but he didn't have time to care about his own kissing the beauty, heard that there was a monster, and hurriedly said: "Yulin Army, take the monster down for me." ”

Then he said to the old Bailu Dao: "The abbot has great talents, and the matter of capturing the monster will be handed over to the commander-in-chief of the abbot, and he will definitely take down this monster, even if he can't take this monster, he must drive this monster away, and he will not rush into the king's bhikshu country." ”

Seeing that Yu Linjun rushed over, Zhuang Wangu was secretly happy, he didn't make the first move against this Bailu old way, he actually shot first at himself, Zhuang Wangu couldn't help but wonder if his disguise was too successful, his acting skills were getting better and better, and the monsters who were not strong dared to provoke him.

As soon as the black bear spirit used the demon method, there was a gust of evil wind, where the evil wind went, these Yulin soldiers were either dead or injured, seeing that the black bear spirit had such a mana, the white deer old road was even brighter, and he took a cold and shining dragon crutch and hit the black bear spirit.

Zhuang Wangu had the idea of fighting this Bailu old way, and he didn't use much strength at first, only took out B-level strength to tease this white deer old way, and at the same time left the white deer old way with the illusion that he could win, I have to say that sometimes Zhuang Wangu is really evil.

This black bear spirit is secretly wonderful, and at most he has taken a point of strength, but the white deer spirit is a fake shrewdness, he can't see through these, and he really thinks that he has won the black bear spirit, and the two "fight" for dozens of rounds, and they hit the chaotic clouds.

The white deer spirit thought that he was going to win, so he shouted: "You bear spirit, you are willing to ride for me, I am calling for wind and rain in this bhikshu country today, even the king of bhikshus is only a puppet in my hands, if you are my mount, there are many benefits." ”

Zhuang Wangu was secretly happy, it turned out that this white deer spirit actually wanted to be his mount, secretly thinking that this white deer spirit was the mount of the Antarctic Shouren Star, and in the private mortal realm, it was estimated that this white deer essence must have thought that he had been the mount of the Antarctic Shouren Star for so long, and he would also try to be the master once.

Should this be called "serfs turn over and sing", or "do what you don't want, but do to others", Zhuang Wangu is really distressed, he is really not powerful, so he treats himself as a sick cat, should he refine this fawn, turn it into a part of the mana in his body, or come to eat a meal of venison.

It was a tough choice.

Zhuang Wangu is good at hiding his strength, but now in this chaotic cloud, there are only the two of Bailujing and himself, as long as he kills him, no one knows if he uses his true strength, Zhuang Wangu's eyes gradually narrowed, and his narrowed eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

With the next flick of his fingers, Zhuang Wangu went to the appearance of a human being, revealing his true appearance of five or six meters, and he was afraid that he would not be able to kill this white deer monster in seconds, but he actually used the magic power of the law and heaven and earth, and the body grew in the wind and turned into a giant of fifty or sixty meters.

Those who can use the magic power of heaven and earth, at least A-level monsters, Bailu Jing only then found out that he was kicked to the iron version, and secretly said in his heart, he is just a little monster, is it necessary to use this kind of spell, while complaining, he secretly said in his heart, I am only afraid that I will die here today.

The white deer spirit is unwilling, the real king behind the scenes of his current bhikshu country, is this kind of power going to be lost like this, in addition, the little white-faced fox he caught five years ago, the stunner of the beautiful queen, he hasn't played enough, is he going to go like this.

At this time, the black bear spirit who used the law to kill the white deer spirit was not in a hurry, pinched the white deer spirit in his hand like a chicken, and gently tightened his palm, which made the white deer spirit let out a burst of screams, but the black bear spirit did not want to kill the white deer spirit at this time, but remembered a rather interesting thing.