Chapter 60: The Watering Can

Zhao Xianhong pinched Chen Rusheng's neck tightly, and had no intention of letting go, but its gaze still shifted and looked at us directly, his eyes full of disdain.

"You two still want to fight me?" Zhao Xianhong sneered: "The two little cubs, their hair hasn't grown, and now they learn to give people a head?" ”

I shrugged my shoulders and said nothing.

Fang Shiliang was not polite, opened his mouth wide, picked twice between his teeth, pulled out half a green vegetable, and threw it in front of Zhao Xianhong with a flick.

"Damn, what's that?" Fang Shiliang laughed, and there was still a smell of wine in his mouth: "Have our hair grown together, don't you come and see if you know?" Why don't I rip off my pants and let you take a look? ”

As Fang Shiliang said this, the atmosphere in the field changed instantly.

The atmosphere, which was originally still in a heavy state, became joyful without warning, and even Zhenjianghe couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud.

"You're just looking for death." Zhao Xianhong sneered, the anger in his eyes was obvious, nine times out of ten, he was really angry because he was ridiculed by Fang Shiliang.

Fang Shiliang ignored it, took the mountain and river sword handed over by Song Butian casually, waved it twice, and asked me eagerly: "Do you want me to take the lead first?" I'm going to test the water? ”

"Okay, you clean it up, I'll do something else." I laughed.

Fang Shiliang snorted, didn't say anything, and went straight to Zhao Xianhong with the mountain and river sword to kill him.

I know that saying this hurts the revolutionary feelings, but to be honest, Fang Shiliang's posture and demeanor on the field do not have the slightest taste of seriousness at all, and there is a rogue smell from head to toe.

It is no exaggeration to say that seeing him holding the mountain and river sword to fight the enemy, it gives people the feeling that he is carrying a machete to cut people.

"I'll clean you up later." Zhao Xianhong laughed fiercely, didn't give Chen Rusheng time to react, threw it sideways, and smashed it directly on the body of the Ninth Master.

In the next second, Zhao Xianhong caught up with Fang Shiliang's mountain and river sword.

Silently, the first half of the Shanhe Sword passed through Zhao Xianhong's abdominal cavity, and the sword body stopped steadily on Zhao Xianhong's stomach, but this situation gave Fang Shiliang a little headache.

Because Zhao Xianhong, who was stabbed by a sword, looked like he was fine, even if the abdominal cavity was pierced by the mountain and river sword, it was not affected at all.

"It's not authentic, it's not authentic....... Zhao Xianhong smiled, holding the sword body of the Shanhe Sword with his left hand, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, and slowly raised it: "Give me a sword just when we meet, isn't this a bit unkind?" ”

"I'm kind to your grandmother!" Fang Shiliang scolded.

But he only scolded one sentence, and the second sentence was blocked in his throat, and he was smashed back by Zhao Xianhong with his fist.

I have to say that I have always felt that mountains and rivers are awesome, and now I feel the same way.

After being punched by Zhao Xianhong, Fang Shiliang only snorted, even if his face was hit hard by Zhao Xianhong, there was no sign of breaking the bridge of his nose.

In the process, I didn't mean to go up and help, but instead set my sights on other people.

At this time, I didn't dare to keep my hand, the speed of running was raised to the extreme, almost in about two seconds, I ran to Chen Rusheng and the Ninth Master, carrying them left and right, and ran back without looking back.

It's not what I imagined, although Chen Rusheng and the Ninth Master are soul-like immortals, they still have a certain weight when I hold them in my hands.

It's about the same weight as a normal person, and there is no difference.

Putting the two of them on the ground, I paused slightly, looked back, and saw that Fang Shiliang was being opened left and right by Zhao Xianhong, and his big mouth was slammed, which made me feel distressed.

This immortal family really doesn't know the severity, but the dog's day is light!

If Fang Shiliang is injured, there is a chance that he will have to go to the doctor with me, although I have nothing to lose by treating him, but it does hurt to cut his wrist.......

At this moment, Fang Shiliang suddenly screamed, and before everyone could react, he wowed and vomited all the dinner he had today on Zhao Xianhong.

The scene has never been so embarrassing, really, even Zhao Xianhong was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Fang Shiliang to make such a show at all.

"You ........" Zhao Xianhong glared at Fang Shiliang, unable to even say a complete sentence, as if he had committed a sheep madness, his body kept twitching.

It's not just that the parties want to vomit, it's no exaggeration to say that the people present don't care whether they are people or immortals, even if they are rats, they all make retching actions.

"Holy shit!! Old Shen, hurry up and help!! Didn't you see that the old party made people vomit?!! Song Butian shouted anxiously, looking at his expression, it seemed that he was really anxious, not joking.

I answered, and was about to turn around and run towards Fang Shiliang, but what I didn't expect was that when I turned around, I smelled the smell of Fang Shiliang's vomit.

The smell of wine is mixed with the smell of vegetables, and the sour smell formed by mutual fermentation is .......

"You shit...... It's all about letting you drink less! I couldn't help but curse, covered my nose, and walked slowly towards Fang Shiliang, not daring to run at all.

The more you run, the heavier the smell becomes, so it's better to walk slowly, at least there is a process of adaptation.

But to put it mildly, I do not want to rescue Fang Shiliang....... It seems that Song Butian is the same, covering his nose and asking me to save him, and he is still stepping back.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation didn't allow it, if it weren't for so many people watching.......

I'm going to fucking turn around and run!

To save him back, you have to get a sour smell, is that a joke!

"Damn, it's comfortable." Fang Shiliang didn't feel disgusted, and smiled drunkenly: "Old thing, the things that your grandfather Fang spit out are the essence, why don't you taste it?" Maybe it will add 180 years of Taoism to you! ”

"What the ........"

"What's going on?" Fang Shiliang asked with a smile, "Why don't I bring you a bowl?" ”

"....... the"

Zhao Xianhong's eyes were about to pop out, and his voice was trembling, looking at what it meant, it wouldn't be long before he would have a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Old Fang, can you stop being so disgusting?"

I walked to Fang Shiliang's side, covered my nose tightly, and even dared to open my eyes with a slit, and I didn't dare to speak loudly.

But even so, the sour smell from Zhao Xianhong's body still kept getting into my nose.

Really, Fang Shiliang, you're fucking dead.........

The brains burst and the flesh and blood are blurred, and you are not as disgusting as you! This looks like it's time to get home!!

"It's a lot like that monster." Fang Shiliang said, burped, and said with a smile: "The one that Sun Shiyi made, do you remember?" ”

I hummed and didn't speak, if I hadn't tried so hard to open my eyes, I guess human instinct would have to make me close my eyes.

This tastes spicy to the eyes!

"Did you hear that?" Fang Shiliang asked me, his tone was full of excitement, as if he had discovered a new continent, and said to me happily: "The smell on its body is too similar to that monster, but it seems to be a little bit more, and Sun Shiyi also smells like this." ”

"Where the do I smell it!" I gritted my teeth and couldn't help but scold: "Do I dare to smell it!" I'm not going to die if I smell all this stuff you spit?! ”

This is not an exaggeration.

I've never been so disgusted when faced with bloody corpses, rotting bodies, or disgusting and twisted monsters.

"Sun Shiyi?"

At this time, the pretty fairy girl suddenly opened her mouth, and her tone was full of indifference: "Just that little guy? ”

"What's the matter? He's your little lover, huh? Fang Shiliang took over the conversation with a smile and asked the pretty fairy girl: "Eldest sister, I'm a little curious, how do you know that he is small?" ”

At this time, I couldn't help it, I didn't care about the difference between friend and foe at all, I raised my leg and kicked Fang Shiliang's buttocks.

"Can you fucking stop being a hooligan?! Look at the occasion!! I'm about to vomit into a watering can, and you're still ......."

"Nonsense!"

Fang Shiliang glared at me and looked at me with some disgust.

"The watering can can spray into a mist, but I can't!"

I didn't say a word, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath, but I didn't dare to really breathe.

After a few seconds, just before Zhao Xianhong was about to go berserk, I opened my eyes, with a kind fatherly smile on my face, and looked at Fang Shiliang very kindly.

"From now on, you shut up, or Lao Tzu won't care, and wait for it to take care of you slowly."

Fang Shiliang smiled and said That's not good, I'm just talking a lot, but ........

As he spoke, Fang Shiliang was silent, and it was estimated that he saw my resoluteness in my eyes.

"Brother, no problem, I'll shut up now!"