"Damn, what kind of plane are you doing, and what kind of trick are you going to do?"

Originally, I thought that this would definitely be a vicious battle, but I didn't think that the nightmare spirit would be so useless, and the attack methods I had finally accumulated had not been completely smashed on his body, but this guy was really simple, and he knelt directly and begged for mercy, and even the famous sayings like Dad don't beat me poured out.

To be honest, I didn't react at all for a while, the corners of my mouth twitched, looking at this black qi with a particularly surging soul energy, overwhelming and dramatically dispersed, so at the same time, the terrifying momentum of his body that made people palpitate became smaller and smaller at this time, and finally slowly conjured up a little monk holding a wooden fish and a few small black dots on his head, kneeling on the ground pitifully, holding his chest with two small hands, staring at me with a pair of innocent big eyes.

"Is that all right?" I watched all this silently, I was really speechless, I didn't know what to say for a while, only an illusion of doubting life, and after a long time, I slowly opened my mouth that had convulsions, and felt that I had been seriously deceived, ", it turns out that you were lying to me from the beginning, you are a eunuch!" ”

"Eh, I can't beat you, you can't say that, I'm a monk, not a eunuch......"

"It's the same...... There is basically no substantial difference between a monk and a eunuch, unless you are a fake monk......"

As I spoke, I carefully looked at this strange man who had changed his face again, from a handsome and impeccable to a demon man who was almost able to catch up with me, and suddenly became a little monk's nightmare, I don't know what it feels like, but to be honest, although this little monk looks very small, but he has fine skin and tender flesh, and his facial features are also very exquisite, and he looks a little more pleasing to the eye than the previous illusion, I saw that this little monk was raising his head at this time, looking at me with some trepidation, staring at two round and big eyes, blinked vigorously, and kept saying some words begging for mercy at me, which made me wonder for a while if this guy was dragging his feet again, should he fight first?

"Daddy...... I really know that I was wrong, I know where I was wrong, you don't care about the villain, just let me go......"

The little monk said, while constantly dancing his slender fingers that can be used as a hand model, kneeling on the ground with a vigorous bow, with his harmless expression, no one has lost their dignity to ask for people's posture, but it gives people a kind of lively lovely, punished children, in order to escape punishment continue to make some cute moves, want to make their elders can't bear to continue to punish the general, not to mention that the only little monk has knelt for so many years is the Buddha, Kneeling down in front of me like this doesn't suddenly elevate me to the point where I am on a par with a Buddha?

Such a sudden change in identity,To be honest, my vanity has been greatly inflated,And he is called a father,Let me be very useful,In this way,I was in the air,The fist that has encouraged almost the strength of my whole body has stopped the idea of wanting to swing out,I'm really embarrassed to beat it.,Reaching out and not hitting the smiling face is the same thing.。

However, there are always some people who never know the meaning of the phrase "accept when they see a good thing", because this nightmare spirit saw that his way of begging for mercy had a good effect, and seemed to think that he could do better, so he begged for mercy even harder, and blinked at me with a pair of innocent big eyes, and put off the electricity vigorously, and made a crisp sound some deliberately: "Uncle...... Don't beat me, it's all the water that washed the Dragon King Temple, and if you don't fight, you don't know each other, so let me go this time......"

"Uncle, uncle, I call you cute, I hate the dead sissy the most in my life, and it's a dead sissy pretended to be a monk...... See if I don't beat you like a dead dog without a whip! ”

Originally, I was going to take some milder means to negotiate with him, but at this time, this little monk treated me like a fool, and kept taking the way of selling cuteness, trying in vain to use his extremely rich understanding of low-level IQ to completely pull me to the same level as him, and then use his rich experience to defeat me smoothly, it's good not to treat me as a fool, so that I am a fool, and suddenly I have forced myself to be full of betrayal and deceived anger to suppress my heart, Jumping violently, I couldn't bear it anymore, and at that time I kicked out with a Scud, directly putting this little monk who was still thinking about how to sell cuteness in front of me, trying to kick me to death into the air, and then at the moment when he was stunned and didn't know what was going on, he pulled him back, pinching the little monk's very delicate and silky neck, pinching hard, while slapping hard, and then kept shouting: "Pretend, Keep loading it for me, I'll see how long you can fit it...... If you don't educate you well today, and don't let you know that the pot is made of iron, I won't be surnamed Chen! ”

"Oops, it hurts...... Hurt...... Tap, although I know your mood right now, I still have to tell you that although the pots are made of iron, most of the pots are made of stainless steel......"

This nightmare spirit was directly hit by my wind-like hand speed to doubt life, obviously didn't expect that he had already pretended to be so good, he had already sold his hue almost, why didn't he get a little good, why did he provoke me instead, after being fanned for a long time, he came to his senses, babbling and screaming, and felt that he wanted to use humor to stimulate my kindness.

Indeed, his words made me smile......

Then I continued to whip harder, the little monk began to stretch his legs and stare at him, four thin hands and feet like reed sticks struggled to lift, towards me like cold ice rain slapped, but did not achieve any curative effect, in the end had to accept fate, it hung weakly in the air, whimpering and crying: "You beat me to death, anyway, I don't want to live......"

I was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay!" (To be continued.) )