Chapter Eighty-Three: The Little Things Are Quite Chic

The results showed that the script was a lie.

The little girl in yellow cried.

I cried very sadly, and the tears fell to the ground one by one, so I was not wronged.

Ye Ranbai held Yujian's hand and stiffly stayed in place.

No matter how you look at it, there is the illusion that she is bullying people.

"Don't ...... Don't cry, or ...... The old decay will compensate you for this exercise jade jian, and then hunt it back for you? ”

The little girl ignored it, still crying, and when she cried, she didn't forget to stuff the monster meat in her mouth.

Picture...... It's hard to put into words.

The teacher was unfavorable, Ye Ranbai had no choice, so he caught a demon beast with sufficient aura nearby.

Not to mention, the monster beast is in his hand, and the little thing looks quite chic.

Cube-headed, tiger-body, horse-hoof.

The little red hooves wandered restlessly, as if they had foreseen its fate in the next moment.

In the eastern part of the secret realm, several disciples of the Divine Sect gathered in one place to discuss.

A round-faced monk patted his storage bag and said:

"Shizun said that there is a demon beast in the secret realm, with a square head and four hooves, which can swallow water and spit fire, and it is the guardian beast of the secret realm."

"If you see it, tell me immediately, if there is great help, after returning to the sect, I swear as a disciple of the East China Dao that I will give that person a blue pill."

As he spoke, a single blue-clothed monk walked up to him, with a birthmark on his face, a cold face, and a snow-white long sword behind him.

It seems that it is very bad.

"Monk Wuna, you have crossed the boundary, this is the realm of the Divine Sect in the secret realm."

The monk to the right of the round-faced monk.

The birthmark monk ignored it and continued to go his own way, as if nothing could stop him.

"Don't think that if you wear a blue coat and a white sword, you can imitate the Sword Idiot Venerable!"

"Don't look at yourself!"

"That's it, if the Sword Idiot Venerable looked like you, he wouldn't dare to come out a long time ago."

Several people, singing and harmonizing, as if they had no fun to be found, directly began to attack the birthmark monk in the early stage of foundation building.

Fortunately, some people were still worried about face, and the round-faced monk interrupted others and said, "Brothers love to joke, I am here to make amends to fellow Daoists." Daoist friends alone, can you go together? ”

If you go to find the guardian beast, you will inevitably find a few substitute ghosts.

Before the idea was mature, someone sent it to the door, and the round-faced monk lamented that he was really favored by God.

However, the birthmark monk didn't stop for a moment, or more precisely, didn't even lift his eyelids.

Asking and not answering is an insult.

At this moment, the younger brothers of the round-faced monk showed anger and surrounded the birthmark monk.

"Why not!"

The road was blocked, and the birthmark monk was finally willing to make a move, pulling his mouth, and lightly spit out a word:

"Noisy."

………

"Whew!"

The chic little thing was struggling, and the howl was like a wolf's howl, or the kind of a little milk wolf, and it didn't sound like a deterrent.

Ye Ranbai took the knife, gestured at his neck, and rubbed his stomach a few times.

"How can you kill to make you more decent?"

The howl is so intense, not giving some face, as if looking down on others.

"Kill the neck, clean."

The little girl in yellow suddenly burst out with a sentence.

Ye Ranbai nodded, his neck sounding very ceremonial.

Just like them, what can be solved by a trick must go through a procedure, so that the food can be precious.

"Shall I leave it to you?"

Ye Ranbai was a little embarrassed, slaughtering is a technical job, in front of the little girl, her little skill is not enough.

Show amateur skills in front of an expert.

The little girl in yellow stopped crying, reached out and borrowed the howling demon beast, and said:

"Don't cry, don't eat you."

The roaring demon beast stared at a pair of big eyes, still screaming, and it should have not come back to its senses yet.

Ye Ran Bai was stunned, foodies, will be kind to food?