"Master Li is strong in martial arts, thank you for your advice." Mu Bing clenched his fists and arched his hands, and his words were sincere.

"Each other, if it weren't for the two of you who didn't want to hurt me, they wouldn't have been defeated."

Li Hua returned the salute, her actual combat experience is still too little, if Mu Bing Muding is rushing to kill her, then the means used must be more than these.

The three of them walked towards the three babies watching the battle, and Li Hua remembered the thoughts he had at first: "Mu Ding, why don't you design the long stick as a retractable weapon?" ”

"This is not a two-section stick and a three-section ......" Mu Bing supported his forehead, feeling that Master Li was so cute.

Mu Ding explained seriously: "I practice a long stick, and when it is divided into several sections, it looks flexible but far less powerful than a whole stick. ”

They misunderstood, Li Hua took the cloth towel handed by the second apprentice to wipe his sweat, and tried to break it open and crumple it to explain it clearly.

"I'm not asking you to re-practice a few sticks, but I suggest that you re-make that kind of set of sticks, which can be long or short, and the power of a few knots is not bad when you pull them out."

She looked at the two small people who ate melons with ignorant eyes, and changed the way of explanation to be more interesting: "Just like the golden hoop stick used by Sun Wukong, it can be long or short, thick or thin, whatever you want, and you can use it at home and travel......"

Speaking of magic, Li Hua also made a monkey to pull out the embroidery needle from his ears and eyes, put it in the palm of his hand and blow it, "big big ......", and then held a stick to look into the distance.

Collective Star Eyes (???) ……

"What sect is this Master Sun? Where now? Mu Ding is willing to find a teacher for thousands of miles! ”

Muding ...... You're so cute.

"Then I won't learn to open the mountain axe, I will learn the golden hoop stick!"

Mu Yang had completely forgotten that he was angry just now and wanted to go home to find his mother......

Children are always more likely to be attracted to mythological stories, not to mention the vivid body images told by Master Li are in place.

Could it be ...... You really don't know the famous fight to defeat the Buddha Sun Wukong Sun Xingzhi?

This time, it was Li Hua's turn to hold his forehead, his body took two steps back, and he hummed weakly: "Three masters and apprentices...... Journey...... White Dragon Horse ...... The hooves are facing west...... Dare to ask where the road is......"

Well, the little star in the eyes of the melon babies just now has been transformed into "Could it be that you are a psychopath......

"Ahem," Master Li threw away his illusions and returned to the topic, "you just think I'm just making an analogy." Muding, you come, I'll draw you a picture. ”

It's another drawing, which is more complicated than the craftsmanship of the mountain axe.

"Of course, the weight of the iron rod will definitely be lighter than your original iron rod, and there will be a difference in thickness, if you feel that the power is not enough, you can only use it as a backup."

Li Hua, who is a good teacher, is ready to end the conversation about weapons, and today is quite a drain and needs to rest.

Eldest sister, you just revealed a short mythical story of "Journey to the West", or the one about Sun Wukong, who has his own melon baby idol divine light, who can let you go to rest?

As soon as the drawings were lifted, they were surrounded in all directions.

Xiaobao: "Master, let's talk about Monkey King ......"

Mu Yang: "Golden Hoop Stick......"

Liu Shishi: "Golden Hoop Stick +1......"

Mu Bing Mu Ding: "......+2+3......"

Lion's head: "O'Oyeye...... "I'm hungry again, I want meat!"

Li Hua, who was held by the stars: "Mu Yang, you still don't want to go home?" Be careful that your father and mother beat you and you can't take care of yourself! Mu Ding, aren't you in a hurry to go back to the blacksmith to make new weapons? ”

Come back, my sister is dizzy, and I have to add a pot of stewed meat to eat.

Young Master Mu's glass heart, which was disgusted, was hurt again, but, in order to listen to the story, the young master endured it!

"My father and mother are not at home, I will listen to the whole story before leaving!"

Li Hua's eyes widened, are you sure? Aren't you a psychopathic king who kills one person every night, and you need to hear enough stories about a thousand and one nights before you are willing to put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha?

Sister plans to unilaterally make friends......

Mu Bing is relatively good at playing a round game, and stood up to solve the siege: "Master Li must have been tired from our brother's wheel battle just now, let's rest first, let's go around the mountain and see if we can catch a few hares and come back for dinner." ”

In the end, they are two adult men, where are they embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing in other people's homes? Let's do our best.

The stone is more familiar with the halfway up the mountainside of the Great Black Mountain and can lead the way.

The remaining two melon babies who were bent on listening to the story stuffed the stove room one by one, and ordered them to cooperate in making porridge and pasting cakes, closing the door, letting the dogs go, and guarding.

When sweating, it is enjoyable, and it is uncomfortable when the sweat is dry and sticks to the body, Li Hua urgently needs to wash himself, and he can't care about pulling his mobile phone when he goes back to the house and enters the martial arts hall to put water and take a shower.

I really want to shave my head like the second apprentice, the procedure of washing my hair is saved, and washing my face will solve it all.

But he is a person with ideals, and he doesn't necessarily need to show his charm to defeat the father of the right nineteenth generation......

I can only compromise and seek perfection!

and other nineteen generations of successful ......

Before his hair was dry, he heard a knock on the door outside, and the first thought in Li Hua's mind was "On fire?" Hurriedly tidy up their clothes and shoes and run out, those two melon babies who are heaven and earth, waiting!

As soon as the door opened, the behemoth smashed down, furry.

The lion's head was impatient to guard the door of the stove, and there was no smell of meat in the stove, and it remembered that there was a bag of raw meat in the "kennel", and it could nibble on Chinese cabbage at the worst.

If the owner doesn't let it into the house, does he want to take it alone?

"Ou Ou Yeye ......" Wang Xing has a long list of languages.

I was relieved to see that the big bag with the smell of raw meat was still well pricked.

Where's the good? Although the temperature inside was not a few degrees higher than outside, blood stains were soaked under the cloth bag, and the surrounding wooden floors were getting darker.

Since the dog in the house, life has become less and less refined.

Li Hua carried the bag of ribs out, and decided to arrange a new task when Mu Bing Muding came back, and build an exclusive kennel for the lion head!

Put it in the stove room, soak the frozen pork ribs in a cold bath, and smell the fragrance of rice porridge.

It's okay for these two young masters, ignoring the flour thrown on the stove, and the black ash and unknown dirt on the faces of the two young masters, Li Hua felt very satisfied.

"I didn't burn the stove when I cooked for the first time, Mu Yang, you can do it, Xiaobao also teaches it well."

praised the two at once, the temperature in the stove room increased, and Young Master Mu, who was originally going to give up the lowly work of burning the fire, endured it again, and while carefully adding firewood, he tried to show off one of his palms, which was red, and it seemed to be pierced into a wooden thorn.

Xiaobao dismantled the stage with disdain: "I pulled out the thorn for you a long time ago, you are a manly husband, look at the delicate!" ”

In the iron pot with the lid covered, there was a muffled sound of "poof".

It's like...... Someone jumped into the river......

"Poof", again.

Who wants to kill himself by jumping into hot porridge so much?