Old Sky is dead. The contract beast green silkworm he summoned also fell into the point where the sheep touched the fence, and he was in a dilemma.

The back road of the green silkworm is sealed by the super god of the writer's world, Rooney, but there is also a female bird/beast in front of it. It's difficult, what makes the green silkworm even more angry is the female bird/beast in front, she played a conspiracy and yin the green silkworm.

When it is, the large silkworm bloates like a green hydrangea. There are two iron coupons in its belly, the iron coupons left by the big rot / female pear hime. The sculpture of the fruit man in the west looked at the green silkworm and knew the cause of its bloating.

Including the Baimei picture in the hands of Prince Ji Lao below, it is all under the control of the Guo Nan sculpture. He can recall them at any time if he wishes.

The remnants of Pear Ji's thoughts are like a wick, and the sculpture of the fruit man is the lamp. The base gas and the beliefs of the rotten women that have gathered are all fuel. When the fuel will eventually burn out, at that time, Rikohime's thoughts are like candles in the wind, and withering is inevitable.

There are not many people who are interested in the big rot/female pear Ji, the female bird has a beast and child shoes, and so is Arthur Pandoragon, the king of poverty, and the old prince Jill Pandoragon is also in the sight of Pear Ji.

"The princess of the silver crown also makes me unable to see through. Riko Ji muttered.

The sculpture of the fruit man is suspended in the air, watching Lu Buzi and the soy sauce aunt tear the god of the writer's world, "Brother You Tainiao". "Soy sauce bottle, I want to get it too. Riko Hime's remnant thought said.

The god of the bird is also ruthless. Kicking open the red stove, the ash bomb exploded, and the tens of thousands of sparks that were bright and uncertain were like falling to the ground, throwing them to the aunt in the soy sauce world and Lu Buzi in the vinegar world.

Lu Buzi patted the head of "Eating Soil Horse". "Boom. The horse roared suddenly. Then, the dust and smoke filled the air, as if the earth dragon was rolling on the ground, stirring up a hundred-meter-high hurricane, twisting and dancing the sparks that swept into the air.

The soy sauce aunt raised his hand, took a fan out of thin air, snapped, he opened the folding fan, and fanned the sparks gushing in. The soy sauce gas swept out, extinguished a little spark, and fell to ashes.

Suddenly, a layer of steaming ash piled up on the ground.

In the center of the river of soy sauce, Taitori Okami released two rays of divine light and hit the spinning red stove. Tom tom, the fire burst into flames, bursting a thousand feet high, the heat bursting, and the space around it began to distort. However, the river of soy sauce below is still calm and has not been evaporated, thanks to the soy sauce bottle held in the right hand of "Brother Youtaitori".

"The soy sauce bottle is here, I'm here. The soy sauce bottle has changed hands, which means that I am no longer alive. The great god of the bird said resolutely. Never give up the soy sauce bottle. These soy sauce fighters, rotten grass fluorescent, also want to compete with the great gods, talk nonsense!

Lu Buzi and Aunt Soy Sauce are not in the same boat, they still have feuds. No, the army of the soy sauce world and the army of the vinegar world are still tearing apart, but the two commander-level figures did not participate in the war, but came to tear the comparison "Brother has too bird".

Afraid of each other, Lu Buzi's sister glanced at the soy sauce aunt with her spare eyes. "Hey, Aunt Soy Sauce, come on, take away the soy sauce bottle of the Great God of the Bird. Stop pretending to be in place and fanning the flames. ”

Syllable!

The soy sauce aunt folded the fan, his eyes closed slightly, and two sharp edges spun out from his eyes and shot towards Lu Buzi.

"Women should give birth at home, you know. ”

The soy sauce aunt shouted.

One sentence almost choked the tall and tall Lu Buzi. I was surprised to see Lu Buzi raise the halberd, the halberd was blazing, and it covered the head of the soy sauce aunt. "What a terrible man, I still think about recruiting him. Hmph, such a soy sauce aunt, kill it. Lu Buzi then came on a horse and took the head of the soy sauce aunt.

The soy sauce aunt half-bent his right leg, kicked forward, and threw a handful of soybeans out. "Bad luck, bad luck. The soy sauce aunt shouted. "Lu Buzi, a tall and fierce woman like you, which man dares to ask for it. My mother-in-law is also a first-class dominatrix, but she is also much more virtuous than you, more like a woman. Do you make it, when I used to do that exercise with her that I can't describe in detail, I always felt like I was in Gao Ji. But as soon as I saw you, I suddenly became enlightened, and my mother-in-law was clearly a little bird in front of me!"

Lu Buzi sneered: "Ringgit, you just said that you are short, not as tall as me." So much nonsense. Stab you to death. ”

Swish.

Lu Buzi stabbed it with a halberd, and the cold light was suddenly born, shining in all directions, and it was extremely dazzling.

The soy sauce aunt's big sleeves were encouraged, and the vindictive spirit came out and knocked into Lu Buzi's painting halberd. At the same time, he leaned sideways, leaning against the halberd and spinning towards Lu Buzi, who was sitting on the "Eating Soil Horse".

"Lu Buzi, let your aunt teach you not to be too high-profile! ”

The soy sauce aunt opened the folding fan steeply, the fan bones were straight, and a strange fragrance burst out from the front end of the fan, and the taste was light and not strong.

"Huh?"

Lu Buzi's heart fluttered. I closed my nose and didn't inhale the strange smell wafting in. She instinctively resisted.

"Eating Soil Horses" is even more exaggerated, with two streams of mud squirting out of the nose, full of earthy smell, and directly hitting the soy sauce aunt. "This serious man is not a good thing at first glance. "Eat the earth horse secretly.

The great god of the spicy book/workshop "Brother has too bird" is very depressed, hey, what's going on, why is no one tearing me apart. Instead, you are tearing yourself apart. It's too underestimating for me, the fire is big. The great god of the bird released the light of the great god, illuminating the river of soy sauce, and the fragrance of the sauce burst out.

"Come on, let's kill each other. ”

The god of the bird took the initiative. Winning in chaos shows the true character of heroes.

Walk on the furnace and drive a river of soy sauce. The great god of Tainiao was heroic, holding the soy sauce bottle in his hand, and shouted steeply: "Lu Buzi, soy sauce aunt." Before going out today, the Tai Bird asked the master/editor to divinate a hexagram for me, he said that when I went out, I looked up to see the birds/beasts, and looked down to see the old man, but I didn't see the big aunt, and the disaster was not coming. ”

There is only a big aunt in front of me, and there is no big aunt. Yes, the great god of the bird was calm, "The river of soy sauce, roll." With the majestic cheers, I saw the long river under the "Brother You Tai Bird" raging, stirring up a hundred-meter-high water column and washing the sky.

Lu Buzi and the soy sauce aunt are inseparable from each other. But I have to divide it, "Brother Youtai Bird" controls the soy sauce bottle, and his own strength should not be underestimated. "Eat dirt horses. Lu Buzi said.

"I know how to do it. ”

"Eating Horses" raised the horse's hooves and soared high. "Human, do you know how to write fennel beans?" asked Yama abruptly.

The god of the bird ignores the problem of "eating dirt horses". Disdain to answer.

The other side.

Rot/Female painter Mu Jiji thinks her face is good. She wanted to deal with the old god by herself, but Da Ji Lao was buried by the black and black hair of the Qingfu nobles, and Ji Mao was not left.

Mujiji almost snuffed out the "Gillian Lamp". "Hmph, hateful. The old man died like this, and the melancholy in my chest had not yet dissipated. ”

King Meow comforted his deed lord and said, "Master, old sky is dead when he dies. Don't you have nowhere to get angry, let's find a few Ji Lao at random and refine them with your Ji Lian Lamp. Or let's play big, go directly to tear the sculpture of the Biguo man, isn't the remnant of Pear Ji's thoughts still dissipated. ”

"Hmm. Mu Jiji looked up and looked at the sculpture of the fruit man. "My sister can't take down the Guonan sculpture yet, can I?" It's not that she's cautious, but because of the strength of both sides, Mu Jiji doesn't do useless work.

"The hosts. "King Meow blew his bald tail. "You've got a kiria lamp in your hand. Look at the old prince Ji, he also cares about the sculpture of Guo Nan, and he can't take his eyes off it. Wouldn't he just want to kill the sculpture or take him home (muffled) (muffled). ”

"King Meow, when did you become so smart?" said Mujiji.

"Why. I've always been smart, but my master is wiser than I am, so I'm mediocre to you. King Meow returned to the size of a house cat and jumped onto Mujiji's left shoulder.

With a flick of his fingers, the "Gillian Lamp" burst out with a small cluster of purple flames, the size of a palm, and applied it to the bald tail of King Meow. "Meow. King Meow exclaimed comfortably.

"Why are you stealing from me without a sculpture of Little Gigi?"

A king of the poor women came in the air, fighting in front of the sword. "Your gaze makes me uncomfortable. King Arthur said displeased.

"You are one of the precious inheritors in my eyes. Riko Hime said. The male sculpture spoke, and it was indeed a female voice.

"Who cares about you. King Arthur swung his sword and slashed at the eye of the sculpture. "If I don't ruin you, my good mood today is gone. "The blonde hair is flying, and the emerald eyes are cold.

King Arthur pressed down with his left palm, put his five fingers together, and pointed like a knife. The five qi swords spun out at the same time, followed by the golden sword qi.

Click. The right arm of the sculpture of the fruit man shook, and a cloud of stone chips swirled out, the size of half a room.

"King Arthur, you are better than your brother Kee. Pear Ji praised.

Bell!bell!bell......

A golden sword qi and five qi knives, with a slight difference, hit the outside of the round ball formed by the condensation of stone chips, and the stone ball exploded and cracked into hundreds of pieces.

King Arthur's wrist shook, and the golden sword burst out in a dazzling arc, twisting out in front of him, forming a vortex, throwing away the stones and dust that blocked King Arthur's path.

"Pear Ji, right, I heard that your mind is rotten, and you like to watch men mix together. Arthur Pandoragon, King of Poverty, said suddenly.

As soon as she stomped her foot, the golden rays of light dispersed, and the waves of air exploded, and the surrounding king of Poor Nai suddenly turned into a golden ocean within a hundred steps, and the waves of light swallowed, and the pillars of air swayed upward.

The king cast an indifferent gaze at the sculpture of the fruit man.

"Rishihime, you've really disappointed me!"

King Arthur said angrily.

"Look at what you have done, you have carved a handsome sculpture, but you have not carved a man's rolling pin for him!

King Arthur counted down the pear again.

“——”

The sculpture was silent.

Why do you want to be poor and teach the king a lesson, and the other party is so reasonable. It's just unreasonable, haven't you heard of xiong not talking nonsense when you're young.

After a while, the sculpture of the fruit man folded his arms around his shoulders, and his big muscles suddenly expanded again, even stronger than the previous one, like an upside-down bowl of the sea.

Pear Ji, this is to anger the poor king.

There is nothing to say, the body of the poor king burst out, turned into a surging golden wave, tore open the thousand-foot void, and slashed towards the xiong major muscle of the fruit man sculpture.

"I swear by the surname Pandoragon that King Arthur's sword will shave off your nai muscle!"

Swish.

A golden sword slashed down in the air, dozens of meters long, as wide as a door panel. King Arthur was also extremely angry, the woman's xiong part was bigger than himself, and King Arthur was already very unhappy. Ma Dan, obviously a sculpture of a fruit man, and Xiong's big muscles are also so big, isn't this red fruit fruit dila hatred. If she doesn't kill the other party, she won't be King Arthur.

Teng snorted.

The sculpture of the fruit man soared into the air, his arms raised, his five fingers stretched out, and his palms as big as a fan. "King Arthur, in front of the elders, you have to restrain your arrogance. Pear Ji's voice exploded like thunder through the sculpture of the fruit man, penetrating King Arthur's ears.

With a bang, the mountains collapsed and the sea shook, and golden waves of light rose into the sky. The sculpture smashed the golden sword that slashed down with both hands. And his body stood tall, hanging in the air, like a statue of a demon god, which made people feel worshipped. On the ground, there were people with weak willpower who knelt on the ground on the spot and worshiped the statue of Guo Nan.

"Ahhh ”

"Praise to Rikohime-sama. ”

"Guo Nan is with us, my generation is a frank man, why wear this clothing that covers your body, burst open!"

Pong!Pong!Pong!

Many men's clothes exploded, rags flew, under the light of the gods, like fluttering butterflies, bright colors, has become a beautiful scenery.

"It's a stunning view!"

A big base elder came slowly, stepping out dozens of meters away. He flipped his palms sharply, and his base qi slammed into the men who had blown off their clothes, marking them with a highlight.

"Oh, oh, it's Kiyoya-sama. ”

The young old prince Ji said with a smile. The Black Prince walked towards the Great Base Lao Qing Valley.

Qinggu put his hands behind his back, with a calm bearing. The master of the Qing Mansion, Daji Lao Qinggu, is also a big man in the base world. The Black Prince Gil Pandolagon naturally accepts each other with his heart.

Daji Lao Qinggu smiled: "Xiaoyou, you are also here." ”

The black prince put away the "Hundred Fish Old Men Touring the Mountains and Waters", and also smiled: "This place is so lively, I sit in the house, I am very bored, come out to relax." It's also good to look for like-minded men. ”

Daji Lao Qinggu said: "Prince Gil is so Yaxing." ”

The black prince said, "Lord Kiyoya is also in a good mood. Why not take a walk together? ”

Daji Lao Qinggu said: "It's okay." ”

So the two old men walked leisurely, and their demeanor was different from ordinary people. Whether it's a student of the Fish Pot School Park or a girl from the Poor Alliance, the big Nai Niang of the Juru tribe, people in the writer's world, people in the painting world, people in the soy sauce world, and people in the vinegar world, don't stop the two big base elders.。

The two of them are accustomed to looking at spring flowers and autumn moons, chatting casually. However, Daji Lao Qinggu's gaze locked on the fruit boy sculpture in the air, and went straight to the residual thoughts of Pear Ji.

Riko Ji is extremely uncomfortable, but she doesn't have a good seizure. She was naturally not afraid of Daji Lao Qinggu when she was alive, but she had already died and her soul was gone, and what remained in Tangla Country was only resentment and unwillingness.

The poor king didn't think about it that much, anyway, her brother was down there and wouldn't embarrass her.

Tied up, the sculpture of the fruit man can't use his means. The two big base elders are not ordinary base elders, one is already difficult to deal with, let alone two.

"Pear Ji, why don't you just disappear in the Tang Lap Kingdom. King Arthur said coldly.

"It's a pity that I didn't achieve my ambition and died. The voice of Riko Ji wafted from the sculpture of the fruit man. "Poor King, you have a good look!" (To be continued.) )