Saying goodbye to his father on Monday, the Holy Lord was sent to a mysterious place by his father to be imprisoned, he didn't believe in the defense of the thirteenth district anyway, and was directly violently destroyed by Yunqi Zhenan and Monday, and the two of them didn't dare to arrest them, what a bunch of waste!

On Monday, he changed to a five-star presidential suite, the original one was destroyed, he could only change another one, I have to say that this hotel is better than the previous one, the service is in place, and the waiter is much more beautiful than the previous one.

Looking at these young and beautiful girls, Monday felt like she was alive again!

Monday was spewing clouds and mist, holding a cigar that was rumored to be rubbed on a girl's thigh, and the strong smell of tobacco seemed to have the fragrance of a girl's thigh!

Suddenly, his cigar smoking was slightly paused, and the whole person rolled directly and hid under the bed, and his entire big bed flew out directly, "Give me back my mask!" ”

Mask? What mask?

Monday was puzzled, and when he looked up, a big face was suspended in mid-air, where did he seem to have seen this face?

Oh!

Come to think of it, isn't this the head of a Japanese mummy? His mask was still lying quietly in his system space.

This face is none other than the marshal of the Japanese mummy, the thing that translates to be Walong.

This guy is resurrected, shouldn't he still have some time?

Monday got up, looked at Warong and asked calmly, "Shouldn't it be a while before you are resurrected?" Why did you come to me so soon? And how did you find me? ”

What's going on today? Why are all a bunch of people running to me? It's either a sword dragon or a watt dragon, and a holy lord, do these guys have a grudge against me? Or am I having a natural conflict with the dragon?

"Give me back my mask, you thief!" Varon was furious, he finally came back to life, and he felt his mask disappear into the Dark Shadow Kingdom, which made him shocked, his mask restrained the other nine masks, and he could also seal all the masks, and it must not be stolen!

So he saw it by the sense between him and his mask! I saw Monday who was lying in bed spitting clouds. Without further ado, launch your own telekinesis attack on Monday!

"It's just a ghost with a little power, and Ann dares to be presumptuous in front of me!" Monday sneered.

The eyes turned into reincarnation eyes, and the power of the human dao was activated instantly, and the soul of Wa Long was pinched in his hand, and he said: "The power of your soul is not as strong as the Holy Lord, I am not afraid of him, will I be afraid of such a useless old ghost as you?" By the way, I heard that you are afraid of onions, right? ”

Varon was shocked, he didn't expect that he didn't come out for a few hundred meters, there would be such a powerful person, he was detained in the palm of Monday's palm, and he couldn't break free, Monday's face showed a demonic smile, and the other hand didn't know where to take out an onion,

And it was neatly cut open, exuding a smell of rushing to the nose.

"Nope! Don't do that! Varon screamed, and Monday pressed the onion to Varon's eyes, Varon screamed, his eyes closed, and green tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "Eyes, my eyes, ahhhhhhhh This abominable onion curse! ”

Why is it green again?

Do screenwriters like green that much? Is his hair green? Monday complained silently in his heart, and he was also curious about who gave Warong such a ghostly onion spell back then, which could make the soul body cry, which was a bit of a disadvantage.

Thinking about it, imprisoned Varon, retracted the reincarnation eye, and came directly to the daddy antique shop, Tru, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard movement in the store, poked his head out of the kitchen, and saw Monday, who was dressed in pajamas, standing in the store, with a thing that kept screaming and shedding green tears in his hand.

"Mr. Zhou, who are you?" Tru walked over and asked, wiping his hands.

Monday smiled and raised his eyes that were still tearful in his hand and said, "The leader of the Japanese mummies, what about Daddy?" I want him to see if he can seal it. ”

Tru shivered at first, and then said, "Okay, I'll call Mr." With that, he strode away, not wanting to stay any longer.

Warong, who looked at his phone on Monday, said: "Look at you, scare such a big man, the shadow of childhood!" ”

Warong turned a deaf ear, his eyes were now uncomfortable to death, where did he have the leisure to care about the shadow of his childhood.

Daddy walked out of his room, looked at the Varon in Monday's hand and asked, "This is the leader of the Japanese mummies?" ”

"That's right! I thought it was strong? It won't last long under my hands. As he spoke, he took out Varong's mask again and said, "Daddy, the spell I said last time, can you see if you can seal him into this mask?" ”

borrowed the power of the human dao to imprison Wa Long in a ball of light, and handed the mask and Wa Long to his father, who didn't speak, and took it directly, and helped them a lot on Monday, and he also wanted to help with this favor.

Monday followed behind Daddy, he wanted to protect Daddy, Yunqi Zhen'an Nantian and the reincarnation of those guys may come over, maybe they will attack Daddy's antique store again, this is also possible.

Directly sealed Walong, so that he couldn't speak, couldn't use his ability, by the way, Monday pressed the onion Walong's face, Warong screamed silently, his green tears kept dripping in the ban, and soon submerged half of his face.

Daddy took some of the tears of the Warong and began to study it, Tru stood aside and continued the work he had done, peeking at the Walong in Monday's hand from time to time, and suddenly realized that the Japanese mummy had nothing to fear.

With the ban on Monday on the table, he sat aside, sipping the hot stuff from Tru

Tea, Daddy and Tru are busy, Trew tells him everything he knows about the weaknesses of the Japanese mummy, and Daddy starts to configure the potion of the seal according to the weaknesses.

Daddy is also worthy of being the strongest qi mage in this world, and the potion was quickly configured by him and Tru.

Monday watched a small bronze tripod boiling...... Well, it's the green potion again, and Daddy said: "The last ingredient, Japanese hair, Tru give Daddy one for your hair." ”

"No problem, sir." Tru directly pulled a handful of hair, his hand was too big, and a tug was a handful.

Daddy stood in front of the bronze Xiaoding with a serious expression, and he also stood up on Monday, if Daddy really made that spell, then Varon's true body would be summoned, and that guy's combat power was not something Daddy could deal with. If something unexpected happens, Monday will protect Daddy and Tru in an instant.

Tru's hair was gently put into the bronze tripod by Daddy.

Phew!

Green smoke erupted like volcanic ash from a volcanic eruption, and a pungent smell permeated Daddy's study, and the sealed Walong on the table flew up at once.

It then transforms into an orange-yellow monster in a black bodysuit in the smoke.

Monday came to Daddy's face in an instant, and as soon as Monday's hand was grabbed, Valon's mask fell into his hand, and Daddy said: "Putting the mask on his face can seal him, which shouldn't be difficult for you." ”

"Give me my face back!" Walong's body shook, and the tights on his upper body were shattered into rags by him, and they fell to the ground, revealing his orange-yellow muscular upper body.

"Give it back to you? Of course you can, but I'll give it to you in another way. Monday had a harmless smile on his face. I'm not afraid of what Varong will do in a while.

"Then let me get it back from your corpse with my own hands!" Varon took a stand and kicked his legs.

Although the offensive is swift, in Monday's eyes, it is like slow motion, and the strength of Warong is only three or four times that of ordinary people, and it is completely a rookie for Monday!

Raised his hand and grabbed Warong's kicking leg, and pointed it at Warong.

Click!

A wave of sorrow permeated the study, and Varon's body was bowed like a shrimp, and his skin was like a boiled shrimp.

"Oh! It looks like it hurts! Daddy said.

Zhou nodded a little and said, "Well, it hurts!" ”

stepped forward and stepped on Warong's chest with one foot, and Warong felt like he was being pressed against his chest by a mountain, gasping for breath, and put Warong's mask directly on his face on Monday.

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