"Long Shao, don't be impulsive."

Cai Gen was very surprised by Long Shao's fierceness, and he was even more annoyed by his incompetence, seeing that his ability to control the field was not as powerful as he thought.

"Wait a minute, you don't have to die."

Seeing that Long Shao was going to die in front of him, Tong Aijia couldn't accept it, especially his younger brother Tong Aiguo was still making noise in his heart, and he was determined to help Long Shao resist things, so that this apprentice would be willful, who would let it be his own person.

"Little Dragon Dragon, don't..."

Although He Naizi was about to be caught to death by the big bird, she was more concerned about Long Shao's safety, and when she saw Long Shao's bent on death, her heart was also in chaos.

Proud, satisfied, unwilling, and more reluctant.

At the moment when Long Shao was bent on dying, because he was too nervous, it was completely a rhythm of one blow, so he didn't hear anyone's words, and entered a state of selflessness.

crashed into the stubble on the leg of the first grandfather, and the imaginary brain burst did not appear.

Because he was so afraid of death, Long Shao kept his eyes closed when he collided.

As a result, there was no feeling of collision, Long Shao opened his eyes, and the sharp stubble was gone.

Could it be that the master felt sorry for himself and saved his life?

However, what happened next completely negated Long Shao's speculation.

Because, a cicada chrysalis appeared in front of his eyes, gnawing on the thigh of the first grandfather one bite after another.

Cicada chrysalis?

That's right, it's the cicada chrysalis.

Long Shao will never admit that he is the dried cicada chrysalis he likes to eat the most, or the roasted cicada chrysalis of the barbecue restaurant for six yuan a string.

Looking at the cicada chrysalis in front of him, as if it was electrified, it gnawed fast, and in the blink of an eye, one of the legs of the first grandfather was gnawed off.

When the cicada chrysalis took its first bite, everyone couldn't move, as if time had stood still at this moment.

Then, in the interval when everyone didn't react, the cicada chrysalis grew.

Yes, it's like it's air-blown, five, ten, twenty, thirty...

After swelling to the limit, it suddenly cracked.

A large butterfly emerges from its cocoon.

Cai Gen looked stupid in the narration.

What is this?

Fluttering moths?

No, it's Mothra, right?

Why is it so big?

Moreover, it is so beautiful, these colorful big wings, Cai Gen doesn't know how to describe it.

After the big butterfly came out, the seemingly weak big wings were actually amazingly destructive, and with a slight flutter, the first grandfather flew out on one leg.

The second flutter, the big bird on He Naizi's head also flew out.

The third flutter was halfway through and stopped, as if reluctant to attack the others again.

"The great national god, Abu Kahnduli, the bezi of heaven."

The moment Tong Aijia saw the big butterfly, the old tears were rampant, and he suddenly found that he could move, and knelt on the ground with a puff, his forehead pressed against the ice, offering the highest respect.

With Tong Aijia's movements, all the shamans, as well as the group of birds and beasts, all knelt on the ice, not even daring to raise their heads, showing deep awe.

Long Shao actually didn't understand what was going on, seeing that the crisis was lifted, He Naizi knelt there and kowtowed with them, thinking to himself about this stupid girl, when is it, and what is the time to kowtow?

ran over and pulled up He Naizi and stood behind the big butterfly.

He Naizi was like a little sheep at this time, he couldn't take care of the blood on his arm, he hugged Long Shao's arm tightly, his eyes were full of little stars, and his admiration broke through the sky.

"Xiaolonglong, you have a heavenly shell on you, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Tenori quilt?

Is it the same as a silk quilt?

Long Shao's face was blinded, but the situation in front of him did not allow him to ask nonsense, anyway, it should be beneficial to himself.

Now that this group of people have put on a posture, who are they worthy of if they don't pretend to be?

"Hey, if you want to keep a low profile and don't give you a chance, why do you have to force me?"

As he spoke, Long Shao also stretched out his index finger and put on a proud appearance.

It's just that as soon as he finished posing, the big butterfly seemed to have run out of energy, turning into colorful points of light and imprinting on Long Shao's forehead.

It's going to look good.

Since then, Long Shao has an extra big butterfly on his head.

Feeling the big butterfly disappearing, Tong Aijia and the others all stood up, the tears on their faces were still there, but the smile blossomed.

happily ran to Long Shao's side and carefully examined the pattern on his head.

"Xiaolong, great, Tianzhibeizi, I haven't shown up for more than two thousand years.

came out today, and it actually fell on the head of my Ma Jiashi, hahaha. ”

At this time, the first grandfather jumped back on one leg, without a trace of resentment, as if it was his honor to be bitten on a leg, and he also laughed a few times towards the big butterfly on Long Shao's head.

The other shamans, because of the masks, couldn't see any expressions, but the envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes were too obvious.

Long Shao is a white man, and he doesn't understand what this heavenly beizi represents, but looking at Tong Aijia's attitude, it should be regarded as a rare object, which can give him a high status.

"That, Master, He Nazi she..."

"Xiaolong, don't worry, the master will call the shots for you."

Oops, I'll go, Cai Gen heard this straight tooth flower.

What shamanism, what heavenly court, what Western Pure Land of Bliss, all of them are the same taste.

Sure enough, anything can be discussed, but it just depends on whether you are qualified to talk about it.

It seems that the fluttering moth that Long Shao exposed just now has a really high status in the shamanic religion, and even Tong Aijia doesn't care about the old face.

Even if it's a little tactful, it's too unlevel.

Cai Gen looked at his partners left and right, and found that they all showed the same expressions on their faces, and they probably all felt this smell, and sighed at the warmth and coldness of this invincible human affection.

After Tong Ai's family took care of everything, he looked at the other shamans, first laughed meaninglessly for a while, and began to attack all kinds of heart-piercing crits.

"Today, I, Ma Jia's family, have taken in apprentices, and the first grandfather's Xianggen'er has an heir.

Moreover, the appearance of the heavenly shell is a sign of the prosperity of my shamanism.

This is a double happiness, when you leave later, don't forget to give a double portion. ”

"Boss Tong, this is not good..."

"After all, He Naizi has committed a big taboo..."

"Yes, it can't be suitable for the Ma Jia family..."

"Shut up!"

Someone wanted to speak, but was rudely interrupted by Tong Aijia.

In the past, he was already a stinky fart when he was carried by the first master, but now his apprentice is favored by the heavenly beizi again, and he directly lames to the sky.

"If you have the right word, then you say.

Come, come, in front of the heavenly shells, you will kill his woman.

And I looked, which of you is coming? ”

Other shamans, that is, because Tong Aijia stood with all the benefits, felt a little unbalanced.

In such a situation now, if you still trouble He Naizi, you are a fool.

was called by Tong Aijia, and no one dared to speak.