"You're just watching, why don't you go in and separate them?"

Jingjing looked at the two people who were constantly fighting in the room, her face became a little shocked, and she said in a very panicked tone.

"It's better not to get involved in this kind of thing!"

Glancing at Jingjing, Jia Le shook his head and said with a sigh.

"But..."

Jingjing still wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Mo Li: "Jingjing, it's better to listen to Jiale for this matter."

The two inside, after all, are elders, and no matter what happens between them, those of us who are juniors can't interfere.

Besides, the two of them don't really fight, it's a friendship between men.

Don't worry! ”

After all, Mo Li is a person who knows the plot, and there are some spoilers here!

"Really?"

Hearing this, Jingjing looked at Mo Li suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong there, but she couldn't find out where it was wrong for a while.

"Of course, I don't believe you asked Knorr!" Seeing that Jingjing didn't believe it, Mo Li directly turned the spearhead to Jia Le.

"Huh? What did you say, brother? ”

Jia Le, who was watching the battle, didn't hear much about what Mo Li said.

"Oh, Jingjing asked you if it's okay for Uncle Simu and Master to fight like this?"

Mo Li said with a smile on his face.

"Oh!"

Looking at Mo Li's sinister smile, Jia Le felt like he was being calculated.

"yes, Knorr, are they okay?"

Before Jia Le could figure it out, he was directly interrupted by Jingjing's question, so he had to give up.

"It's okay, it's a friendship between them, and it happens a few times a month!

So, just watch with peace of mind, and the 'battle' between them will be over in a while.

Then, let's clean up the mess! ”

Jia Le said flatly, as if he had experienced a lot of such things, and felt that there was a hint of habituality in his tone.

"Oh!" Seeing that Mo Li and Jia Le said this, Jingjing also believed it a little in her heart, so she didn't continue to ask.

In the room, an over-the-shoulder fall in an instant directly threw the master to the ground, quickly sat on the master's back, grabbed the master's ear with one hand, pinched the master's nose with the other, and laughed loudly:

"Monk, you don't admit defeat?"

"Stinky Taoist, don't you think about it!" The master replied with a stiff face.

"Eh! Stinky monk, you're still so tough at this time, look at how I fix you! ”

As the words fell, Simu and his hands began to exert force, constantly pulling the master's nose and ears, and there was an arrogant smile on his face.

The master on the ground was teased by Simu like this, and his face was a little unbearable, I don't know if it was pain or something else, waiting for the big eyes that were blazing.

Suddenly, there was a 'look back' at the four-eyed Dao chief.

"Oops!"

In an instant, the smug smiling face disappeared and turned into a bitter gourd face, which formed a stark contrast to just now.

The hands that grabbed the master also consciously let go, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he shouted: "Monk, you play yin!" ”

The master slowly stood up from the ground and made a beautiful move.

Of course, our four-eyed Taoist master also followed the master, but not as elegant and natural as the master.

"Hehe, the Taoist priest is uncomfortable, right?" The master asked with a slight smile.

"Ahh Simu's painful voice trembled a little, and he quickly replied.

"How about you and I count as a tie this time?"

The master knows the truth of accepting it when he sees it, so he naturally says this in order to give a good face to the four eyes of a step.

"Listen to your counts as a tie, monk, hurry up and let me go! Hurt.. It hurts..."

Four eyes said bitterly.

"Good!"

The master gave his hand and immediately stepped back to distance himself from the four eyes.

Looking at the smiling master, of course the four eyes were unwilling to see this, and he rolled his eyes and said:

"Monk, you are powerful this time, don't fall into my hands in the future, otherwise I think you can taste the power of looking back!"

"Haha, I conceded, I conceded!"

The master smiled and arched his hand, slightly modest.

"Humph!" Simu snorted coldly, spliced the broken table, and began to clean up the battlefield after the battle between the two.

Seeing Simu's behavior, although the master felt a little strange, he didn't think much about it and joined the ranks of cleaning the battlefield.

Sweep the broken plates together with a broom in the house so that they can be cleaned up in a moment.

At this time, Simu looked at the master with his back to him, secretly raised his foot, and kicked it out in the direction of his foot.

"Ahh

The baby was hit hard, and the master suddenly let out a muffled snort of pain, and fell to his knees in pain and threw out the broom in his hand.

Looking at the master's painful appearance, Simu looked very proud, and an arrogant and smug laugh came out of his mouth: "Haha! Monk, I said, don't fall into my hands, otherwise it will definitely make you look good! ”

As he spoke, he was still in front of the master, fiddling with all kinds of smug movements.

The master looked at the behavior of the scoundrel of Simu, his face became a little ugly, and he slowly stood up, and said bitterly:

"No more playing! Stinky Taoist, you are so reckless, ouch! ”

After saying that, he hunched his waist and walked outside with a twist.

When the master opened the door, he looked at the three people peeking at the door, his face instantly changed, he turned around and glanced at the four eyes fiercely, and said to Jingjing:

"Let's go, Jingjing, hold me, let's go back!"

As he spoke, the corners of the master's mouth twitched, which showed how ruthless the four eyes were just now.

Seeing this, Mo Li shook his head helplessly, grabbed in front of Jingjing and held the master, and said in a somewhat apologetic tone:

"Master, don't be angry, Uncle Four-eyed is like that.

I think you should know about him, he didn't mean to do this! ”

"Ahh Amitabha! ”

Hearing this, the master's face was a little better, and he called the Buddha and said, "It's okay, I know who he is."

Oops! After frowning, the painful master continued: "If you are ill today, you won't stay long, farewell!" ”

After speaking, he waved his hand at Jingjing and asked him to support him back.

"Master!"

Looking at the master who was leaving, Jia Le shouted worriedly.

"Stinky monk, you also have today, hahaha..."

Seeing the embarrassed back of the master, Simu was very excited, and his tone was full of joy: "Today, ordinary people, I am really happy today, Langli Grand... Haha, I won! ”

After singing, he smiled at Mo Li, then turned around and walked towards his room, humming a little song as he went.

However, when he left, he didn't forget to tell Jia Le to clean the house.

Seeing this, Mo Li twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the bitter gourd-faced Jia Le, and said, "Don't worry about junior brother, senior brother will help you clean it up later!" ”

Jia Le smiled bitterly and nodded, "Thank you, senior brother!" ”