Besides, the uncles of Shengjing, all of them are really big and very old, and their mouths are almost up to the sky, and they want to be side by side with the sun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is only one locust old evil, her life is quite legendary, looking at the world of people and horses, there are very few powerful older generations with her. To this day, the old monsters who are still alive are all restrained, or recuperate, or prepare for the afterlife, but there are also old guys who like to die.

“...... There are so many uncles, and the old body can't bear it alone. The old locust said softly.

Not kidding, really.

It's not like a joke either.

When the locust old evil was young, it was also bright and moving, and when it came to that station, the people and horses and small fresh meat flocked to it, competing with each other, trying their best to please them, and wanted to match with the young locust old evil (silence).

"Although I'm old, I don't like my uncle. "The locust old evil said again. "My tastes have never changed. Little fresh meat is my favorite. ”

The years have brought an old face to the locust old evil, but her heart is still beating like when she was in her prime, strong and powerful, she does not accept the old, she wants to compete with the sky, and she wants to compete with the little girls for little fresh meat!

In fact, the locusts have a lot of evil thoughts......

The leader of the East Road Uncle, the lord of the Shangguan Mansion, and the Shangguan Ba. As soon as this old man saw Aunt Xi, he was so happy that he didn't want it, his soul was hooked, and his eyes were blue, like a hungry tiger encountering something fresh.

Shangguan Ba is also depressed, the old man likes little girls, how can the aunt attract his attention!"It doesn't make sense!" Shangguan Ba spread his hands and said.

"Brother Shangguan, wake up!"

The leader of the uncle of the South Road, "Male no Buddha Buddha" said loudly.

"Overlord, tyrant is immortal, tyrant old man!"

The leader of the North Road Uncle, "North Nose" is also roaring. Hey, don't look at it, Aunt Xi is embarrassed by you, old man, be more restrained, more subtle, and more elegant!

The leader of the West Road Uncle,Middle-aged fresh meat,He is also the director of the fish pot school.。 "Shangguan family master, Miss Dong is so angry that her face is crooked, why don't you take a look at her. She was the one who summoned us here, and at least she said that we should not embarrass the inviter. ”

The director of the fish pot school is personable.,Stay in a group of uncles.,It really lives up to his name as middle-aged fresh meat.。 But as soon as the middle-aged fresh meat opened his mouth, he almost choked Miss Dong to death. She said: "A group of shameless old men with middle-aged old men, what else can be good." "Miss Dong forgot that she got the uncle herself.

There is still a gap between the four aunts, some of them like middle-aged fresh meat, young fresh meat, but the vast majority of people still like bacon. Age is there.

"A life is shaky, and an arrow seals the heart. Two strings of rock sugar gourds, two dusty pasts. ”

In the West, there was a groan.

Immediately, a man stepped on an arrow, carrying a longbow, hanging an arrow bag from his waist, holding a scroll in his left hand and two strings of rock sugar gourds in his right hand.

People in the art world!

The person who came was a man from the painting world, and a god, a god who had disappeared for many years.

The newly promoted little god Ki Yoshiji in the painting world said: "It's him!"

It's hard to hide the shock.

Bows, arrows, paintings, rock sugar gourds. It was the thing that the man carried with him, and it was also his symbol. The hair is gray, the eye sockets are deep, the cheeks are fleshless, the bridge of the nose is high, and there are three black moles on the wings of the nose. A face of bitterness is more than charity.

Rooney, the super god of the writer's world, who was fighting with the locust old evil, was surprised: "The Sprinkle family knows who he is." ”

Lu Dashen was not as surprised as her sister, after all, Rooney was not a person in the painting world, and she had no respect for the old gods in that world. Even if it is a god, if the godhood is not strong and the god's position is fragile, he will be pulled down from the altar by the latecomers and become a human being.

Rooney slashed out a few great divine lights and threw them at the god of arrows. But I saw that the old god of the painting world smiled lightly, shook off the picture scroll in his left hand, and when he landed, the mountain flowers were splendid, the fragrance was swirling, half of the air was flowers, and half of the air was arrows. The flowers are mountain flowers, which are very ordinary, and the arrows are headless iron arrows, and the branches tremble lightly.

Seven headless iron arrows flew out in anger, hitting the light of the great god from Rooney and blasting it up.

Collapse! Collapse!

Iron filings are sprinkled, and the divine light is scattered.

The old god in the painting world said: "Sister Rooney, your sister is also a person from my world, why do you want to compare with me." Aren't you afraid that I will retaliate afterwards? ”

Rooney said: "Seniors naturally won't. Who doesn't know that you have a good relationship with others, never start disputes, and take care of juniors, and have a lot of support. The Sprinkle family just used divine light to illuminate the golden face of the predecessors for the monarchs to admire. ”

The old god of the painting world laughed and said, "I'm not dead yet!"

Mu Jiji glanced at her own sister (brother), and then said, "Please don't meet my rude sister like me." She's such a person, uninteresting, full of women in her head, and can't accommodate anything else. ”

Sister Rooney: "-"

Rub, this is my sister, my sister!

The emergence of the old gods in the painting world is both an opportunity and a variable.

Whether it is a person in the Centaur Niang world, or a person in the aunt world, or a person in the uncle world, they are all thinking and sorting out their clues, do you want to know that people in the painting world also have trouble?

In recent years, although there are handsome men in the painting world, it is difficult to compete with the Centaur Niang world, the pseudo-Niang world, the Zhengtai world, and the aunt world. Some people say that people in the painting world are forbearance and planning big things......

"What does this uncle with a rock sugar gourd want to do?" said the people in the aunt world. Sheng Jing didn't have anything they couldn't inquire about, but the old god, they didn't know his details and intentions.

The leader of Aunt Nanlu, Qing Xinwan, suddenly said: "I know who he is! No wonder, no wonder I thought he looked familiar. ”

Qingxin Pill comes from everyone, and the vision is much higher than that of ordinary aunts. And among the four-way aunts, they also call themselves noble women, and the other three-way aunts are all old women......

"Old man, the bones are brittle, be careful to walk to your feet. ”

A cold voice rang out.

It's extremely inappropriate, as if he is mocking the old gods of the painting world in front of him.

However, the old god holding two strings of rock sugar gourds in his hand said happily: "It's you! ”

"It's not that I can have anyone. ”

The person who came said coldly. She has silver hair like snow, a beautiful face, and a young voice. She held a white-eared mouse, walked step by step, and stood beside the old god of the painting world.

She and him are already old acquaintances, and they have a deep friendship, and people who live in the same era are all old gods.

Rat Little Sister, also known as Shu Xiaomei. Although there is a "lady" in her name, she was not a lady when she was young. Her boyfriend back then, eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, rolling with her and her good sister behind her back, was found by her and disposed of it in a low-key manner.

Although it is relatively low-key for her, others don't just see it that way. That year, Shu Xiaomei ordered her contract beast, the White-eared Mouse, to take tens of thousands of rats to devour and eat her boyfriend and good sisters, and the two were also young people with backgrounds.

Since then, Shu Xiaomei has also been called Rat Xiaomei, and she herself didn't say anything, it doesn't matter, it's just a title.

Mu Jiji was surprised: "There is another old god!"

Sister Rooney said: "My sister, calm down, it's just two old things, look at what you look like when you are shocked." You are also a minor god, and you have a godhead. ”

Mu Jiji ignored her sister and said forward: "It turned out to be an old-timer!"

Little Sister Rat said unhappily: "Old-timer?"

The word "old" pierced the heart of this old god. Women, they are most afraid of others saying that they are old, who doesn't want to be young, who doesn't want to stay young forever.

Sister Rooney said: "Old man, what about calling you old, my sister made you angry?"

The white-eared rat held by the little sister squeaked and screamed, her eyes were full of anger, and the silver hair on her body was fluffy, making it look bigger.

Shu Xiaomei's contract beast white-eared rat is not an ordinary rat, and it is extremely loyal, and it is only loyal to one person in her life. If the owner dies, they will not live alone. And the tremella eats everything, dead things, living things, utensils, metal...... There's nothing they don't eat.

Shangguan Xiaohong and her grandfather Shangguan Ba are not calm again!" "Oh, there is another aunt, and this aunt is so beautiful." The old man exclaimed.

In the old man's opinion, Shu Xiaomei and Aunt Xi are on par, they are both big beauties. The more he looked at them, the more pleasing they became, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt that they were beautiful. "What the hell!" Shangguan Ba's voice trembled. "What's going on with me today!" Why are you so concerned about your aunt, has the taste really changed!

Male no Buddha Mitabha, North Nose, the director of the Fish Pot Academy, the three masters were not surprised, because that person was Shangguan Ba, the master of Shangguan Mansion.

Little Sister Rat said angrily: "Shangguan Ba, put away your (silenced) gaze. I can be your grandmother!"

Shangguan said domineeringly: "In the country of love, age is not a problem, as long as you love each other, you can step on the thorny road and walk to the other side of happiness." ”

Smack! The male Wumida Buddha patted his bald head, what is the situation, Shangguan Ba really wants to take down the little sister of the rat? It's incredible, my respect for the overlord can no longer be described in words. The uncles of the South Road also cast awe-inspiring glances at Shangguan Ba.

The director of the Yuguo School said: "Shangguan family master, you see one in love with the other, just moved to Aunt Xitear, and when I turned around, I fell in love with the little sister of the mouse. Can't you just store some of your discipline?"

Shangguan said domineeringly: "What kind of thing is that." ”

Little Sister Rat said unhappily: "Shangguan Ba, I also have a relationship with your grandfather. You're a little bit better than your grandfather!"

Shangguan said domineeringly: "Uh-huh." I think so too. ”

Little Sister Mouse: "-"

Why don't you die.

The leader of the Aunt of the West Road, West Tear. A moment ago, she was still the most dazzling aunt, and a group of uncles surrounded her like young people. This is good, a female god came out of the painting world, and instantly deceived the attention of the masters. Aunt Xi teared secretly resented, "Is there an aunt who is more like a girl than me?"

Brush. Aunt Xi's eyes were like electricity, and she jumped over a group of uncles and swept towards the little sister of the mouse.

The face of the little mouse girl is pure and natural, and she has never used a knife, so she is too beautiful to say!

Aunt Xi teared like a thunderbolt, her whole body trembled, how, how could this be. How did she do it? Could she be so young when she painted?

The face was gray, Aunt Xi's self-confidence collapsed, and the pride that had been accumulated for many years had become a cloud of smoke and disappeared in an instant.

Compared with the little sister of the mouse, the old god of the painting world standing next to her is like a passerby, except for Mu Jiji, no one cares. It's really outrageous and terrible.

"Alas, this era of looking at faces. The old god of the painting world with two strings of sugar gourds in his hand said sadly.

"Old man, your sugar gourd has been snatched away!" an aunt kindly reminded.

"Oh Terrefak!" the old god of painting was furious.

Which one, which guy who doesn't have long eyes dares to grab the sugar gourd of the great god and look for death!

The old god of the painting world fixed his eyes and wiped it, there were only two bamboo sticks in his right hand, and the sugar gourd wood was ......

Disheveled!

A ball of fighting spirit exploded, and it jumped up from behind the old god in the painting world, and the centaur lady who was close to him was blasted into a meatloaf and rolled out. "Which guy did it!" exasperated the old god of the painting world.

His signature sugar gourd was eaten, and he got it!

It is impossible for the great god to endure this evil breath, so he can only find out the person and kill him with thunder.

Little Sister Mouse covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "Old friend, you are really old." Although you have been deprecating yourself for being useless, you don't think much of it in your heart. Now it seems that it really doesn't work. ”

The old god of the painting world said angrily: "The old man is crazy about being a teenager, who dares to compare with me!" ”

The great god was furious, ambushed tens of thousands of corpses, and bled freely.

Whew, snort, snort, one after another auspicious lights came, gathered around the old god in the painting world. He looks younger, well-lit, and has a good look.

"If you don't come out again, all the people will have to suffer with you!" said the old god in the painting world.

But no one returned his sugar gourd.

The centaur girls were still gloating, and they all said: "The old man is really confused, and his brain is not good." ”

"It's a miracle that he's still able to walk when he's old, and you can expect him to be as good as he was when he was younger? ”

"It's supposed to shrink, it's very old after all. ”

"Don't do that, we have to respect the elderly. ”

"I'm just telling the truth. ”

The centaur girls whispered, and they didn't care about the increasingly cold eyes of the old gods in the painting world.

The little mouse sister knew her friend, and said in her heart, no, he was going to be angry, he was really angry! The white-eared mouse she was holding in her arms suddenly jumped out, and its fluffy tail was raised, like a dandelion.

"Squeak!" the White-eared mouse shrieked.

"I know. Little Rat replied.

The pair of pointed ears of the white-eared rat suddenly elongated and widened, covering its owner, protecting her under the enlarged ears.

"The old man next to the beauty, his eyes are wrong. Shangguan Ba mused. He has already prepared all plans to deal with unexpected events.

North Nose,The director of the Fish Pot School Park,Male no Buddha Buddha,The three uncles are also alert people.,Do a good job of coping。

The old locust evil recalled the "withered old locust" and ordered: "If you can, kill the little mouse sister and her contract beast." ”

The withered old locust disappeared in place and fled. Act in secret.

The old god of the painting world divided his palms, and the scroll of paintings was thrown up and floated above him. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it, but caused everyone present to be buried with you. The heart is vicious, heaven and earth do not tolerate it, and I will act on behalf of heaven!"

After that, the old god of the painting world sealed his hands and pressed it into the picture book.

The colorful light surges, the auspiciousness is varied, and suddenly, the picture scroll opens again, and the sound of killing is like thunder, and it comes out through the painting...... (To be continued.) )