"Children's shoes, children's shoes!"

Lao Sky was still persuading Shangguan Xiaohong to cooperate with him. He is a great god in the painting world, and the great god understands whether he has endless divine light. She has animal children's shoes, don't be so ignorant, only immersed in the light of the gods, children's shoes can thrive.

Shangguan Xiaohong automatically filtered out Lao Sky's overtures. What about the little fresh meat level of the old man, what about the great charm, the heart of the woman, the bird, and the beast, is unpredictable.

"My sister, I'll help you kill Old Sky. Shangguan Rong said impatiently. It's so annoying, why didn't Lao Sky step down, and he was still chatting with wool offstage. Brother Rong straightened Armstrong's swing cannon-shaped hairstyle, and the two spherical objects next to Dior's bombing hairstyle showed their aristocratic temperament all the time, and they were very tall.

Shangguan Xiaohong said to her Oba: "Brother, don't pay attention to Lao Tian. Let him howl down there. This beast is calm and difficult to be impressed. Besides, this beast and Mu Jiji have established a cooperative relationship, and they will not change people halfway, otherwise it will damage the credibility of this beast. This beast is also a new writer in the spicy cool book workshop, and he still values his personal reputation. ”

Hearing Shangguan Xiaohong say this, Brother Rong was puzzled: "My sister, aren't you T-J a book, I don't know that you value personal credibility very much." Poor old Ski, he must have not caught my sister's interest. Did he really study the book "The Monopoly of the World"?"

Since the parties concerned don't care about Lao Tian, Shangguan Rong no longer pays attention to the little fresh meat level of the old man under the stage. There are so many old guys, alas.

"Children's shoes, children's shoes!" "Hmph, I'm so handsome. To have a face, to have talent. The xiong major muscle is also large enough. Why do women and birds have animal children's shoes and don't look at me squarely? She was really blind. Mu Jiji. It's just a small painter, compared to me. It is almost like the light of a grain of rice, which can compare to the glory of my bright moon. "Old Ski is not calm.

Mujiji stood in the front row of the stage, and Lao Sky's eyes were not blind, so he could naturally see. The more I think about it, the more angry it gets. "I'm so hot!" said Old Sky. Galloping away, Lao Sky went straight to classmate Mujiji.

"There is the breath of Ji Lao!" Mu Jiji said secretly.

As soon as he turned around, Mu Jiji saw Lao Sky, who had a grudge against an abandoned woman. Hold the grass, who dumped the old sky's predecessors. Mu Jiji sacrificed her Woo Meow King, "Woo Meow King, go and scratch Lao Sky's face!" Mu Jiji secretly commanded.

"Meow a meter. "King Meow raised the cat's head. Ahh

"Animal!" said Old Sky angrily.

A fat black meow that can't be fatter, you also want to challenge Old Sky's handsome face. Bang, the sound of piercing the cracked stone sounded, and Lao Tian grabbed a square inkstone in his right hand, which was as black as ink.

The square inkstone thrown by Lao Sky slapped on the head of King Woo Meow's cat, which made King Woo Meow's heart burst into flames, and the evil spirit soared. It stands up, tearing its body open with its claws. A mass of flesh and blood appeared. Poof, the lump exploded, revealing the small blue bench inside.

Meow slammed into the small blue bench and knocked it away. "Young old man. You've succeeded in causing the wrath of the Meow King!" the black Meow King mused.

"I'm so good!"

Suddenly, Old Sky's face became very square and square, which startled King Meow. "Meow rice, what's the matter with that old man. Why did it become so square!"

The square-faced old man bent his left index finger and buckled it towards the black square inkstone. Boom. Fang Yan let out a light knocking sound. Instantly, the ink burst into flames. Swirling outward, like a splash of raindrops.

Woooo

Ink dots spilled onto the small blue bench. The blue bench surface is full of black plum blossoms. "How can you fix it, how can you stain the master's little blue bench. King Meow's mind turned, and the black tail was thrown out, like a steel bar, and with a bang, it hit the small blue bench.

The small blue bench shook violently, and the black ink dots on the bench surface were thrown out centrifugally.

And Lao Sky stood up vertically, and his left foot stepped on the square inkstone. The right hand is holding the fingers. Pointing towards King Meow. With a snort, a piercing sound of breaking the sky sounded abruptly, and a black lightning slashed towards the ears of King Meow. "Black Meow, your ears are so cute, I'm going to cut them off and collect them. Old Skiy said happily.

Wang couldn't stand it anymore. ”

The dog Basky jumped up, and the black smoke billowed and spread out in a mighty way.

With a brick on his head, the dog shook the dog's head, and snorted! The dog's head was still relatively tough, and it crashed into the black lightning.

However, King Meow did not appreciate it. It doesn't need the help of Dog Baszki anyway. That said, the big black cat, inspired by the dog Basky, also wore a small blue bench on its head as a helmet.

"How could this pleasurable tear be less than me. I'm so good!" bird booth flapped his wings and flew away. The dog's head of the has also become boxy. It roared at Old Sky, "Young man, do you dare to compare anyone's face with me?" Ahh

"Nani?" Dog Basky stared at its body, and then at the little fresh meat level Ji Lao with a more square face. "I see, I realized. Dog Basky shook the dog's body, and black smoke swept away. In an instant, Goubasky's body dispersed, and there was only a relatively square dog head. "Minna, Minna, you see, I'm a dog. ”

Old Ski's eyes wandered over Bird Booth and Dog Boss. Ji Lao's heart was broken. Ouch, old driver grass. You two dogs are so bad! As soon as his heart moved, Old Sky took a paintbrush, three feet long, and the tip of the pen was pointy. "Vicious dogs. Old Sky will show you the way. Steeply shouted.

With a kick of his feet, a cloud of thick ink rippled upward, and Old Sky dipped his brush in ink and began to paint in the air. At the same time, he poured his vindictive spirit into the tip of his brush. "You can't draw a tiger to be an anti-dog!" laughed Old Sky.

A black fierce tiger jumped out, and through Lao Tian's polishing, the black tiger was extremely fierce. Dog Basky and directly face the tearing ratio of the black tiger.

But the two dogs didn't panic, anyway, their faces were kind and kind.

The young prince Ji slashed his hands behind his back and aimed into the air. His hypocrisy, the maid was on the side. "Master, old sky is in line with your aesthetics?" asked the maid.

The Black Prince Gil Pandolagon smiled. Nor answered.

"Master, have you forgotten King Gobi Law?" the maid suddenly reminded Prince Ki.

"Ahh The Black Prince was surprised. He had really forgotten about the man of King Gobby Law. King Lao took Makoto Ito, and the black prince asked him to take it.

Forget it. Kobi Rao and Makoto Ito don't have much weight in my heart, and I've forgotten about them in just a few days. The black prince pays more attention to the old sky in the sky, after all, who doesn't love little fresh meat.

"Master, you see what the female is doing with the beast children's shoes. The maid said again.

"Xiaohong's classmates are watching the battle. The Black Prince replied. His own sister is fighting with the white sparrow, and he thinks that he will win, and the old prince is not worried. It is still happier and more pleasant to observe the base elder at the level of small fresh meat. "I'm in a good mood, and this king wants to take a bath. The Black Prince muttered to himself.

Air.

The great god of painting, Lao Sky, drew a black tiger. Roaring and rushing towards Dog Bossy and Birdbus.

The light of the great god shines, reflecting the fierce flames of the black tiger on the ground. The long tail slashed steeply at the well-headed dog Basky. The air flow trembled, split by the black tail.

Goubasky shouted: "Black Tiger, you are not white, and you dare to be arrogant in front of Goubasky!"

The dog's head writhed, and the black wind gusted. Dog Basky held out the brick that was covering his head. The cyan brick smashed into the black tiger's long tail.

The two collided, and the black tiger's tail was broken, and it was defeated by the contract ashlar.

Birdbooth hit head-on, boom! The black tiger's body spilled a large amount of ink outward. It itself is made up of ink and fighting spirit.

"Female, female!"

Birdbooth shouted.

"Nani!"

Gobasky exclaimed.

"My being, please, what are you waiting for. Only if it's not a male one, how can you let it go. "Dog Basky encouraged its body not to let go of the black tiger that was drawn.

Birdbooth is still very reserved. "No, no, I'm not mature. Offspring cannot be made. ”

"Stupid!" said Gobasky.

"From rusty to mature, I don't know how many beds I shake. From pink to black. I don't know how much exercise I went through. My subject, you are still young. Too young, too simple. With less practice, you will never realize the greatness of the Emperor of the Sorrowful Wind. Come on, Body, and show your dog's courage. Deal with the Black Tiger. "Gobaski's words are impassioned and emotional.

Birdbooth nodded secretly, "Yes." What if I'm immature? I am a, a bird that wants to spread the glory of the Emperor of the Sorrowful Wind. There are black tigers from afar, and they are happy, and the is not gentlemen. ”

The dog's tail flicked, and Bird Booth ran towards the black tiger.

Old Skey smiled as Birdbooth approached the black tiger he had drawn. When the approached, Old Sky's Juhua pointed at the black tiger. With a snort, a bolt of lightning struck the black tiger's back.

And the has already pounced on the black tiger.

"Old Sky's route, how can two dogs understand. I saw that the corners of Lao Sky's mouth pulled out an evil arc, quite cold.

Disheveled!

The painted black tiger exploded, the ink burst out, and the fighting spirit was overflowing. The in the center was the first to bear it, and was blasted into the air by the huge energy ripples, leaving a beautiful landscape.

"My stupid subject. Dog Basky said in his heart. I might be able to replace you. Who can book it in the future?

Lao Sky, who stood on the square inkstone with one foot, waved the three-foot paintbrush in his hand and looked at the dog Basky. Vicious dogs get rid of one, and there is only one left with a good head. Lift the brush steeply and aim the tip of the pen at Goubasky. "Drink. Old Sky said coldly.

Dozens of dots of ink shot out one after another, little by little, and the largest ink was like a black almond.

Dog Basky also followed the example of Old Ski, whose head was placed on a blue brick. It's like a boxy black dog head on a plate.

"Aoyi, Goubuli Bun!"

Dog Basky said wildly.

Fist-sized buns burst out and swept towards the dozens of dots of ink. Tom tom

Old Sky's wrist shook, and the paintbrush shot out, carrying endless ink, straight to the head of the dog.

"Salvia Hook!"

Boom!

Shenhua burst into bloom, and the waved the "salvia hook" to slash at the paintbrush shot by Lao Sky.

The brush was washed away from its original trajectory. You can't hurt the dog again. "Oh, is it back again,. Old Sky said helplessly.

Old Ski doesn't like single dogs, either.

"Old Sky's way, you won't understand. ”

The little fresh meat level Ji Lao said lonely.

He reached out and grabbed the brush. Holding a paintbrush, Lao Sky's momentum was awe-inspiring.

Back to the stage.

Arthur Pandoragon, the king of poverty, was the white sparrow who led the "man's sparrow". The hammer in the hands of the white sparrow is no longer smooth and pitted. It's pretty sturdy.

King Arthur's eyes and the tip of his sword converged in a line, pointing at the white sparrow. Suddenly, King Arthur moved with his sword, and the golden sword rayed into a long line, shooting radially towards the center of the white sparrow's eyebrows.

The white sparrow held a hammer to protect its face. At the same time, she covered her slightly pointed ears with her left hand, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Boom!

King Arthur's golden sword pierced through the hammer of the white sparrow, piercing the cheek of the leader of the "man's finch".

The white sparrow's left arm was pulled outward, and her thumb and forefinger pinched a steel needle thinner than Maimang, and the girl took out a steel needle from her left ear. The steel needle stretched out, and with a flick upward, it pulled away the golden sword of the poor king.

The white sparrow no longer needs the hammer. In her left hand, she held a steel needle, which was more than four feet long, but extremely thin.

Buzzing, the long needle trembled, and clusters of blue light floated out of the tip of the needle.

"Poverty is the mascot of the Alliance. ”

The white sparrow smiled.

"Look. ”

The white sparrow danced excitedly with the steel needle in her left hand, which was more flexible than her right hand. "I'm going to give you an injection!" the girl said excitedly.

Shangguan Xiaohong stared at the white sparrow indifferently, ah, that girl is also a lover. It's just that her needle is too thin, I'm afraid it will be difficult to satisfy the girl, especially King Arthur.

The female bird had a beast and a child's shoes unconsciously summoned her red egg, and with a shake of her right hand, the red egg flew out, flew around Shangguan Xiaohong a few times, and finally turned into a bitter gourd. The female bird held the bitter gourd in the shoes of the beast boy and said loudly: "Stupid! White sparrow, how can your needle be compared to the bitter gourd of this beast!"

"Nani!"

The white sparrow looked back at Shangguan Xiaohong, and looked at the bitter gourd held by the female bird and the beast child's shoes.

She looked at the steel needle in her left hand again.

It really doesn't seem to be on the same level.

Nothing seems wrong.

Isn't it.

Swish!

The steel needle in the white sparrow's left hand was beating, and the tip of the needle was picked up from the bottom to the bitter gourd of the female bird's animal and children's shoes.

Shangguan Xiaohong's eyes did not squint. The bitter gourd is in his hand, and he is not afraid of the girl's steel needle. "Come on, girl. This beast allows you to experience the wonders of bitter gourd!"

Shangguan Xiaohong stepped out with his right foot, and the ground shook violently. The female poultry has animal children's shoes, releasing a strong tearing and fighting spirit. "The bitter gourd of this beast is lonely. Girl, are you ready to be OK?"

As she spoke, Shangguan Xiaohong's right arm trembled, and the bitter gourd burst out with a red glow, sprinkled on the short-haired white girl. The girl touched the ground with her left foot, kicked backwards, and shot forward like a white tornado.

Shangguan Xiaohong's left arm stretched out straight, holding the bitter gourd in her right hand, suddenly, her left and right hands were swapped, and the bitter gourd in her right hand was passed to her left hand. The free right hand was not idle, three fingers up, two fingers together, making strange fingers.

"Come out, my collection. Shangguan Xiaohong groaned.

Hooray!

Her right hand was covered in silver light, and her divine brilliance shone brightly.

A strange book, "A Hundred Years of Lonely Man and the Exploration of Xiong's Hood", appeared, wrapped in that silver light. Shangguan Xiaohong grabbed the strange book in his right hand and waved it at the white sparrow that burst in.

Bang!

The silver light bursts out, the fragrance of books is overflowing, and the silver light is wrapped in a radius of three zhang, only the female bird and beast are holding "The Exploration of a Hundred Years of Lonely Man and Xiong's Hood" in her right hand. And the steel needle that the girl white sparrow was holding in her left hand burst out, bursting inch by inch, and suddenly turned into metal shards.

However, the bitter gourd in Shangguan Xiaohong's left hand was gone.

It's not gone, but it appears in the mouth of the maiden white sparrow!(To be continued.) )