readx; After a sleepless night, coupled with unspeakable worries, a group of people, even if they were Huai Birou, couldn't help but look a little haggard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"But it's only been a night, no, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy・・・・・・" Cheng Lian jumped up from the sofa and walked back and forth in the living room, restless, biting her fingers, her fingers were red, but she didn't seem to know the pain.

Ku Kaisha followed her in distress, but she couldn't do anything about Cheng Lan's current situation, and she couldn't say a way. However, let Cheng Lian continue to destroy herself like this, before her master came over, I was afraid that she would have collapsed.

So, Ku Kaisha, who has always called himself a "gentleman", came up with a very gentlemanly solution: he used his left hand to gently grab Cheng Lian's two cold hands, with a little trembling; Then, he put his right hand under Cheng Lian's lips・・・・・・

Cheng Lian, who was in a trance, her upper and lower teeth kept chattering, like a helpless child, just touched Ku Kaisha's cold fingers, she couldn't help but bite down, and fiercely, used all her strength, turning all her panic and fear into a force, all of which turned into two rows of small tooth marks on Ku Kaisha's palm・・・・・・

Because she was afraid of hurting Cheng Lian, Ku Kaisha didn't dare to use a little spiritual power, and even her palms were in a relaxed state, for fear of hurting Cheng Lian in a trance. So, naturally, Cheng Lian suddenly felt so painful that Cool Kasha's face became entangled: hiss, pain, pain, pain・・・・・・

However, Ku Kaisha, who pitied Cheng Lian, was full of distress, and her pale blue eyes were all Cheng Lian in a trance.

Huai Birou looked at Ku Kaisha's arms involuntarily, so delicate, so gentle, with complicated eyes, no one knew what he was thinking: was he reminiscing? Do you remember the past with Cheng Lian? Or are you imagining? Imagine the future with Ji Shen?

No. 27 and Ai Shang hugged each other tightly, head to head, inadvertently, forming a loving heart.

Zhang Xiaohu lowered his head, and he didn't speak since he knew Cheng Lan's condition. However, everyone knew that his anger was enough to burn the entire spiritual world in the future. Because, in this state of trance, he was able to force himself to hurry up his cultivation!

This is a ruthless character!

"Ding Dong", the sudden ringing of the doorbell, interrupted everyone's thinking.

In the early morning, when everything is quiet, the doorbell is particularly crisp and pleasant, especially when everyone is waiting for rescue.

Ku Kaisha and they looked at each other, and they all saw the doubts in each other's eyes: At this time, who is coming? Enemy? Friend?

Zhang Xiaohu opened his eyes, and the dark red flashed.

He didn't speak, he stood up, step by step, towards the gate, unguarded, and opened the gate directly・・・・・・

Then, after seeing the person coming, Zhang Xiaohu was stunned, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes widened: this, this, this・・・・・・

Then, everyone who stared at the door was like Zhang Xiaohu, with their mouths wide open and their eyes wide: this is a dream, right?

The people outside the door, unprepared to scare people, their furry bodies wrapped in a leopard-print suit: the suit was too tight, and it always felt a little weird and incongruous. However, the person concerned felt good about himself, grabbed the high politeness with his right hand, and politely bent down to greet everyone politely: the action is standard, and the attitude is sincere.

However, his appearance still frightened the people in the room: it was not that everyone had never seen ugly, not that everyone was afraid of people walking with long hair, but this face was ・・・・・・ too frightened!

The visitor did not feel anything, stood up, put on his hat, and took out a golden cane from his ear with a very gentlemanly demeanor, grasped it in his hand, and squinted his eyes, as if he had the gentlemanly demeanor of a French man.

At least, it's a little more gentlemanly than the fake gentleman who shouts "gentleman" all day long.

The visitor couldn't wait for the reception for a long time, so he had to speak, with the appearance of a sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks, and his voice was also slender: "You guys, don't you invite my grandson to go in and sit?" ”

The corners of Cheng Lian and Ku Kaisha's mouths kept twitching, and they really couldn't answer: their brains were still in a state of strike.

No. 27 and Ai Shang were directly stunned, completely stunned, and it seemed that even breathing was temporarily forgotten: it really appeared, it really appeared, the characters in mythology, the characters in legends, really appeared!

I'm a god!

Although Huai Birou was not overly frightened, he tried his best to use his spiritual power to see through the truth of the other party: that character is just a character in this novel, and it is impossible for him to really exist. I've been in the spirit world for many years, and I've never heard of it at all! This guy in front of him must be a spiritual creature of a certain clan, dressed up.

Zhang Xiaohu blinked, forced himself to turn around, and calmed down: "Please come in." However, his voice still trembled uncontrollably: You must know that the person in front of you is the idol in your heart!

The person who came nodded towards Zhang Xiaohu: "Thank you!" Then, very casually, he walked in.

Zhang Xiaohu looked at the other party's limping figure, and his heart beat like thunder: It turned out to be Sun Wukong! It turned out to be Monkey King! It turned out to be Monkey King!

Important things, say three times!

It's a pity that he just finished saying it three times, and before he had time to sigh, the doorbell rang again: it startled him.

Zhang Xiaohu opened the door, and then, his brain suddenly went blank: how could this handsome guy wearing sunglasses and revealing his third eye look so similar・・・・・・

"Erlang God?" Sun Wukong turned his head to see the person coming, and looked unhappy, "I didn't expect the second one to arrive, it turned out to be you, a nasty ghost." ”

Erlang God didn't make a fuss, took off his glasses handsomely, and hung them on the white sleeveless shirt with a neckline low to his chest: "You monkey has arrived, can I not see it?" Otherwise, how many people in the world can control you? ”

When Sun Wukong heard this, he was so angry that he almost didn't come up, and trembled: "Okay, good, good Erlang God." If it weren't for that dead dog to help you, would you really have lost to your grandson back then? ”

Then, a voice came from behind Erlang God: "Xie Dasheng still remembers the little one, and the little one is so honored." ”

A lean and obscene old man in black clothes, sniffing a dry tobacco, followed Erlang Shen, directly past the sluggish Zhang Xiaohu, and walked in.

Zhang Xiaohu closed the door casually, looking at the three people who formed a small circle, the legendary characters, and their brains directly struck.

Don't say it's him, even Huai Birou, who has been trying to see through the Monkey King himself just now, has a brain crash: one can't see through himself, two can't see through himself, and now the third can't see through it・・・・・・

The spirit world, when was it so strong? How did you not know that there was such a powerful race before?

"Ding Dong", the doorbell rang again: everyone was scared - who, again?

Zhang Xiaohu was like a rusty robot, stiffly opened the door, and after seeing the visitor, he really had no extra emotions to sigh.

"I'm sorry, I'm older, I'm walking slower, I'm late." A deep voice, with an old slowness.

Zhang Xiaohu lowered his head and looked at this Xuanwu with a sense of age on his back armor, and he really didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Xuanwu is older and has experienced more, so it is not surprising: "I'm really sorry to bother me suddenly." It's just that it happened suddenly, and I have to interfere with the lives of ordinary people. Hey, I thought I was sleeping soundly, but that little girl disturbed me and sent such an important message, and the old man was too old to rush over. Hey, really, young people now, it's really not good, and we old guys have to go out. Really, not ・・・・・・ at all."

What a way to say!

walked all the way in, walked to the side of the sofa, climbed on the sofa and lay down, this Xuanwu didn't stop with his mouth all the time.

Sun Wukong covered his ears with both hands, feeling one fly after another buzzing in his ears, but he couldn't wipe them out, it was really embarrassing.

As for Erlang God, his brain automatically filtered out the noise of Xuanwu, walked straight to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine that was relatively old, and poured himself a drink, which was quite comfortable.

And the whistling dog that smelled the dry smoke nested on the soles of Erlang God's feet, looking satisfied.

This・・・・・・ this・・・・・・ this・・・・・・

, is this a cosplay in the mythical world?