Whether the years in the mountains are long or short, for Yexi, it is all a pot of stew.

Or rather, she didn't feel it.

There is only one brain left in Yexi, and if you want this king to feel something, the wind is a little cold or the water is a little hot

Seeing that she didn't feel it, and there was life water to protect her, the bamboo was even more relieved to cook, and added soup several times before and after, and then he was afraid that his brain would be soaked in the life water, so he stopped.

Now there are two distinct layers in the pot.

The materials for refining the divine weapon were all thrown down, these materials had been dealt with before, and the unclean things were eliminated, and the attributes that were not conducive to Yexi were also dissected, mixed together and melted into a layer of almost transparent viscous matter with a very faint glow, occupying three-tenths of the volume.

Looking closely at those brilliance, it seems that the summer stars are separated by layers of mist, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, gray and various mixed colors, all colors, but from a distance it is plain.

In the center of the junction between this layer of material and the water layer, lies the brain of Night Creek.

At this moment, her brain looks white and pink, and there is no bloodshot, but some milky fascia runs through it, and those milky white colors are the innate qi, weaving a tight web under the brain.

On the net, the chest cavity is on the left, and the heart that originally disappeared has regrown, but there is only a milky white membrane, bang, bang, one by one.

The bamboo flew to the water, and the night stream was on it, looking at her calmly, her right hand reached into the left sleeve, and her fingers were scratched up, and she stroked to her shoulders, buttoned, twisted, and pulled.

Whoa

An entire left arm was ripped out of the wide sleeve with a small shoulder attached, and no blood splattered.

Bamboo's face remained unchanged, and he took his arm to look at it carefully, and the dark golden veins at the fracture were solid, and the muscles were crimson.

"Well, girls don't seem to like this color very much." Bamboo thinks hard.

No, I like the color of the Night King, it's the color of the fat cow

Under the gaze of the bamboo, the crimson slowly turns into a clear deep powder, crystal moist, like crystal.

"Well, my daughter's family seems to like this color."

The Night King says I like it, and it's green, and I accept it.

Thrown into the water, his arm spun and fell like a feather, turning into a deep powder mist and covering it.

Bamboo sighed slightly, and said to himself, "I can't find anything else good in this hellish place, so let's make do with it first." You flesh and blood" shook his head.

The hands were sealed, and one by one they quickly entered the water, and on the side of Yexi, next to the brain, next to the meridians, and next to the heart, countless small bubbles came out of thin air, bubbling into it, gradually plumping, forming a vague human form.

It's exactly what Night Creek looks like.

The bamboo grabbed out of thin air, a core stone was extracted, and when it was kneaded, the slag flew away and fell to the outside of the stove, leaving only a mass of mysterious substance half the size of a fist crackling, gently lifting, fixed in the air.

Another grab, a pearl bead larger than the stone mill exuding a thick smell suddenly appeared, kneaded, the slag flew away, and another small mass of material swayed and fixed in the air.

Grab it again, grab out a cloud of something, knead it out and freeze it.

In the end, hundreds or thousands of small balls were fixed above the water, each exuding a terrifying energy aura.

"Well, I shouldn't be able to die, I don't care, I'll talk about it after I try. Anyway, there's only one brain, and no matter how bad it is, it's like that."

Nightbrook has a kind of repeat

Zhu Zi sighed at the white brain below, "You can't cultivate, who knows if there will be a divine tribulation, and the body that has not been baptized by the divine tribulation will not go far in the divine realm." I can only use something to carry, don't blame me for not saying it in advance, it's really cough cough, be strong, and survive. ”

After a pause, "Long pain is better than short pain." ”

The right hand was raised, and it swung down violently, and the air roared and fell like a bomb.

Boom boom boom

Fried the pan.

The bamboo hurriedly stepped back, stomped on the edge of the furnace, and stepped back, and the invisible translucent enchantment rose, perfectly blocking the splash of water inside, without wasting a drop.

Shake the robe, but it's okay, it's not wet.

Looking inside through the enchantment, I saw that the pot was boiling inside, and the water splashed, no, it should be said that the waterspout, rampant, sucking, flying, colliding, sucking, flying, hitting the enchantment from time to time There was a bang, which was the sound of the waterspout that was knocked open and exhaled on it.

So intense on the water, it can only be more intense underwater.

The poor Night King, who only had his brains left, definitely didn't feel good at the moment.

Dogs who had been sleeping soundly and soundly were choked by the necks of dogs that suddenly came out of the water to breathe, hungry bears were scratched and their intestines were pulled, and patients who were recovering from a serious illness were fed paraquat with paraquat.

Summed up, it is possible that he was sucked into it by the little lotus, and he wanted to experience all the ways of death of those people and non-people who died in his hands

Ming Chan, save me

Save me from the sea of suffering, I want to become a Buddha on the ground

It's a pity that Ming Chan in the city lord's mansion fell into a long realization after an epiphany, Ren's shoulders fell into ashes, the corners of his clothes were moldy, and the mushrooms grew under his buttocks and he didn't move, so naturally he didn't have telepathy with her, so he perfectly missed the only good opportunity for the Night King to become a Buddha.

Bamboo, in my enchantment, if you want to ask for help, it is the point that the little claws revealed before, and it is also the release of water. Now heh.

The little claws went crazy in the mother crystal nucleus, and Feng Ling was also circling outside, but unfortunately, no one could contact anyone's main body.

Feng Tu and Wu Hui are playing and stabbing each other in the city lord's mansion.

In a word, suffer by yourself.

Bamboo touched his arm and felt empty.

"Hey, you won't hate me, will you?"

Night Creek you, guess

Bamboo muttered to herself, "The consciousness villain has long been lost, and she can't see it anyway, so it's better to say that it's caused by her own physical problems, and it's none of my business." Yes, that's it. ”

Night Creek

There is always a feeling of falling into a big pit by mistake.

The explosion inside became more and more violent, but the bamboo was very relieved, there was life water, and the night stream would be fine, just another one

"This stove won't work?"

In case it blows up, it's really over.

"It should be okay, after all, it's god-level."

Bamboo is worried about looking at the sky, and the ink is really gray.

He wants to come to the Waste Realm, the picture is convenient, it's not that the god-level furnace of the Waste Realm can't work, only the weak places of the Heavenly Dao can make him cheat.

Mo Huang's Heavenly Dao is weak, but his apprentice has attracted a lot of Heavenly Dao consciousness, and if he asks his apprentice, he should turn a blind eye, and then if they have a brain pump, his apprentice will fall here

Thinking of this, Bamboo sneered, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, he is still here, I don't believe they dare

An invincible will soars into the sky, breaking through the gray sky, invisibly unique, the banner of battle.

Something seemed to disperse and wander far away.

Some of the bigwigs, we're really just watching, and then we're going to cooperate, we're friendly, sincere, for now.

The explosion in the water continued, but the water surface was getting lower and lower, and the two layers of structure, which were originally clearly defined, slowly blended, and the transparent body of Yexi gradually became full, abundant, and complete. The perfectly proportioned body, the slender and powerful muscles, the fair and translucent skin, every part, every inch, all shimmer with vitality.

The black eyelashes, which could not be longer or shorter, trembled slightly, and the curtains opened, revealing the black and white fish eyes, white as day, black as night, calm and unwavering, ruthless.

No, it's not that it's ruthless, it's that you haven't figured out what kind of emotions to have.

When you think about it, you don't need to think about it

A roar burst through the water and echoed through the barriers.

"Dead bamboo, you wait for me"