"Brother, let's just watch it like this?"

Yang Busi picked one hundred, and the ghost on the shoulder was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but ask the tattooed ghost beside him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"This little cub has two hits, let them toss first, let's see the situation."

The tattooed ghost pinched his waist, and when he spoke, he looked so smart.

The enemy army was pressing forward step by step, and Yang Bu had no way to retreat.

The little ghost who had been kicked away by Yang Busi before floated to the front of the group of ghosts again.

"I'm rough, you can really do it, you dare to beat me, you dare to beat me in my territory!"

The little ghost gritted his teeth and said, the danger was beyond words.

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, there are pursuers in front, and wolves in the back.

It's better to burp in the process of pretending to be forced.

Fuck whoever your uncle loves, you will let the horse come.

Wing Chun fist hand-to-hand pose, staring at each other intently.

Under the clever gaze, Yang Busi shouted in his heart: "Come on!" ”

"Brothers, hack him to death for me!!"

The devil cried wolf, and the enemy army swarmed up.

Qingfeng Mingyue Dao is the heir of the present world, what can you lose the momentum.

The hands are folded, and the handprints are flying.

Several rune paper volleys spontaneously combusted, swishing and swishing.

In one go, the fire fell to the center of the ghost group, and in an instant, there was a riot, a strange howl, and even the sky.

"Don't mess around, listen to my orders, line-up!"

In the center of the riot, a small ghost floated into the sky and shouted.

Hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated.

Set up a formation, this grandson studied the art of war before his death.

Yang Busi scolded in his heart, holding the rune paper, on guard at the same time, his mind turned sharply.

I can't fly, and the other party forms a circle.

It is difficult to take care of the front and the back, and shouldering is a common routine for unjust ghosts, and in this case, it is easy for you to fall into the other party's way.

"No, we have to find a way to rush out!"

Thinking so in his heart, Yang Busi had to admire his wit.

The next second: "Brother tattoo, I'll give you two million yuan!! ”

Those who know the times are Junjie, and money is something outside the body, but thinking that he will go bankrupt because of this, Yang Busi almost cried and shouted this sentence.

"Brother Toh!"

Whoosh -

The tattooed ghost rushed into the group of ghosts one by one, pinching his waist and padding his feet, and blocked in front of Yang Busi with an arrogant face.

"Black Ba, I was afraid of you when I was alive, but now I'm not afraid of you. You don't have to get involved in this matter, otherwise you'll ......."

"Look at your bb's crooked appearance, you can use your hands and talk less. Kill them, brothers! ”

is worthy of being a tattooed big brother, and if you don't agree with each other, you will start fighting.

Seeing the posture of the tattooed ghost rolling up his arms and sleeves, Yang Busi felt a little better in his heart.

The heart said, these two million, worth it!

But at this moment, the change reappeared.

The wind was blowing, and the dust and fallen leaves were overwhelming.

In the center of the melee, a group of unjust ghosts with no less than 100 numbers appeared freely in the white mist.

"Yo, what's the fight? Huh? Who is this kid? Who is he? How can there be an extra living person? Who is this living man? ”

The group of ghosts floated to the front, and the female ghost in the green shirt in the lead pointed at Yang Busi with a look of surprise.

Yang Busi raised his eyes and saw that I was obedient, but I was still a green and resentful ghost.

"Little fairy girl, you came just in time, you give us a review. Mrs. Hei is not a thing, she actually helped a Taoist priest to do me, you see me dry land. ”

The little ghost squeezed his stomach and tried to show the red footprints on his abdomen to the female ghost in green shirts, who was much taller than him, and his movements were very hooligan.

"Go to the side!"

Five fingers into claws, press down on the little ghost's head and push it away.

glared at the former angrily, and the green-shirted female ghost flickered and floated to Yang Busi's tattooed ghost.

glanced at Yang Busi, circled around the two, and the gaze of the green-shirted female ghost finally settled on the tattooed ghost.

"Hei Laoba, what's the matter, you help a Taoist priest? Besides, don't you know what day it is? ”

"Little fairy aunt, don't listen to that kid's nonsense, is the eighth child the ignorant person? Misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding. ”

Hei Laoba sneered, and the two hands that were always pinching his waist turned out to be a crotch covering faction at this time.

"Hmph, it's good to know."

Fly around the whole field and float to the top.

"Whoosh-"

The female ghost in the green shirt appeared in front of the little ghost in a flash, with a threatening and intimidating face.

Looking at each other, "What about you?" ”

Although he was unwilling to take a kick, the resentful ghost was not something he could provoke.

This grievance was acceptable, and the little ghost made up his mind with a smile.

"Yes, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

At the end, the little ghost glared at Yang Busi meaningfully, and said in his heart, boy, you wait for me.

Shrugging his shoulders and not committal, Yang Busi was also holding back the fire in his heart at this time, and said in his heart, just wait, just wait, you dare to go to Xiyang, Lao Tzu will kill you.

The scene was quiet for a while, and the three parties retreated to the three sides.

Each has its own leader, and the three legs stand together.

Among them, the green shirt female ghost side, the small ghost side, and the tattooed ghost side.

Yang Busi naturally stood beside the tattooed ghost.

"What's the matter, those two guys are big enough, so let Ben Xiangu wait here, right?"

As soon as the words of the female ghost in the green shirt landed, a sudden change occurred, "Boom! ”。

A group of ghosts then went to the prestige, and a small mound not far away, at this time, there was a gurgling white smoke.

The smoke was like substance, and the rolling blew the grass and trees around it and made it rustle and tremble.

"Where is this Fairy Gu, my Hu family has always had rules, but it's not like that little yellow skin, Fairy Gu can't compare us to the things that can't be on the table."

The smoke cleared, and the black fox, which was more than half a meter high, swooped out of the grave, and a few flashes stood in front of the little ghost.

With his head held high, his eyes were elf, and he was awe-inspiring, scanning the audience.

"Boss."

The little ghost screamed in a regular manner, and then held his head high, and his eyes were not as fearful as before when he looked at the female ghost in the green shirt.

"Old fox, count yourself as acquaintances."

"I said Sister Xiaoqing, don't listen to the fox's nonsense."

Without waiting for the fox to reply, the sound of banter and abuse came from behind the tattooed ghosts.

Then the prestige passed, and the group of tattooed ghosts instantly split into two, neatly giving way to a middle path.

The little yellow skin with a big palm walks with his head held high, and his expression is very anthropomorphic.

Looking up at the sky, Huang Pizi didn't look at anyone in the process of walking, and he looked very arrogant.

Seeing the yellow skin, Yang Busi was overjoyed.

"Huang is fast, haha Huang is fast. Well, it is worthy of being the descendant of Huang Xiaotro, which forced you to pretend, I like it. ”

The yellow skin stood still in front of the tattooed ghost, small in size, just above the floating feet of the tattooed ghost.

But even so, no one dares to underestimate it.

The person who came was not a bystander, one of the three big bosses of the Nanshan mass grave, the descendant of Huang Xiaotroo, the ancestor of the Huang family, Huang Kuaikuai is also.

After standing still, Huang Kuai quickly turned his head and glanced at Yang Busi who was obviously stunned.

"Yang Busi?" I asked for a question.

Huang is coming, and Yang Busi is beginning to have a bottom in his heart.

Holding his head high, he smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

"I'll take care of some family matters first, and we'll talk about it later."

Yang Busi still didn't speak, smiled and nodded, looking profound.

Seeing Yang Busi's performance, Huang Kuaikuai secretly screamed in his heart, yo, he really deserves to be the realistic successor of Qingfeng Mingyue Dao, this forced you to pretend, I like it.

"Little Yellow Pizi, if you don't appear again, this fairy Gu still thinks that your villain has been stewed and eaten by a thousand knives."

"Sister Xiaoqing, why don't you expect your brother to be good, my brother loves you so much, you can learn from that stinky fox."

Huang Kuai stood in place, not speaking, but his voice was clearly coming from it.