"Good! I got it! Choked by Ren Song's cruel words, the angry good thought itself was about to take back control of the body, but when he heard the distraction, he sneered: "Are you here to let Xiaohongmei accompany the funeral?" ”

"What do you mean!" The good thoughts themselves were even angrier when they heard the words. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

didn't wait for him to get angry again, but he listened to the evil thoughts and continued: "With your ability, now you have to turn your face with Jin Jiao, what else can you do except send him to death?" If you die, without the control of the slave master, Xiao Tiantian will definitely be the first to rebel against the water, how will Xiaohongmei deal with it at that time, don't expect the old monk Jueming to help, he and Jin Jiao are old acquaintances, as long as they don't fall into the well, it's good...... When the time comes...... Huh! ”

"That's not ......," although he knew that the distraction was good, he always felt uncomfortable and said to himself.

"What can you do, besides, what kind of person is Wang Lingguan, our father's strong ability is only a secretary, not to mention the big boss of the Lingguan Palace, how can the treasure he carries be easily taken away by him? …… I said myself! Your pig brain is not enough, so it's better to think more about things! Seeing that he still hadn't given up, Ren Song, who was afraid that he would rob his body and cause trouble, then smiled: "Although I don't know why, Wang Lingguan will definitely not give this snake to him easily!" ”

In fact, whether Wang Lingguan did it intentionally or carelessly missed, this cowardice has no score in his heart, just to dispel the idea of good thoughts himself, so he has to bite the bullet......

"Amitabha! Old friend ......" glanced at Ren Song, who was in a daze because of the idea of good and evil, the old monk Jueming turned his head and persuaded the golden Jiao and said: "I advise you not to come nonsense, that demon whip is the treasure of Wang Lingguan, how can it be easily used for you, even if it is smeared with the brand of the Yuan Shen, who knows if there are other strange things in it...... That's a real Great Spirit Officer! It's not something we fairies can provoke! ”

"Humph! Back then, my brother was practicing in Luoshui, and the old ghost wanted to arrest me for no reason, and a whip almost killed me. ......" The Jin Jiao said very fiercely, although the antlers on his head and the beard on his face trembled, the monk Jueming on the side was about to persuade him again, but he heard his voice and said: "Even if you want to pay him back, you have to stay with me for a while, and you must eliminate the hatred of the whip that day!" ”

"Alright! Do you hear that? Now rest assured! ......" Ren Song continued to say to himself in his heart: "It seems that this Jinjiao Taoist is also strong on the outside, and he is tough on the outside, but he doesn't dare to mess around, so don't make trouble inside!" ……”

The good thought in his mind himself snorted when he heard the words, and he was speechless.

"Nephew Zhou, I have one more trouble for you!" The golden Jiao played with the golden whip in his hand, and suddenly shouted at Zhou Hong. It also made Venerable Jueming, who was still chattering beside him, temporarily shut his mouth.

"Huh? What did Uncle Shi command? Zhou Hong, who was stupid on the side, heard the greeting and hurriedly asked.

beckoned to him, Jin Jiao Daoren didn't speak, just motioned for him to come to his side, and when he came to him, he saw him raise his arm and put his hand on the top of Zhou Hong's head, and then smiled: "Nothing else, just ask the virtuous nephew to lead the way for me!" ”

Originally, Zhou Hong was extremely tall, and this son-in-law of the Dragon Palace was also a big man of 1.8 meters, and the Jin Jiaodao was quite short, and he put his hand on his head on tiptoe at this time, which looked very funny. Countless black smoke rolled on the palm of his hand, covering Zhou Hong's entire face.

However, at this time, Zhou Hong seemed to be asleep, standing in place without saying a word. Let the old man press his head, and run away at a very fast speed towards a fork in the road, and the rest of the people saw it and followed.

Looking at the old Taoist's means of controlling Zhou Hong, no one else knew what was going on, but Ren Song was shocked in his heart, the trace of black mist in the hands of the Jinjiao Daoist was obviously demonic energy, wasn't he a demon immortal? How did you cultivate the Demon Dao?

Full of suspicion in his heart, Ren Song was pushed by the little red girl behind him, and then he came back to his senses and hurriedly followed everyone to the fork in the road.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Hong, who was controlled by the Golden Jiao Daoist, suddenly stopped at a hole. The Taoist priest behind him raised his eyes to look at the cave and sneered, "Sure enough, it's here!" With that, he threw the dragon king's son-in-law aside and walked into the cave.

Seeing Zhou Hong, who was pale, falling down in a daze, Venerable Jueming on the side couldn't bear it, and stepped forward and helped him up, golden light swayed out from his hand, and the slightest bit fell on him.

With a boost of energy, Zhou Hong, who was already exhausted to death, suddenly straightened his waist, and the rest of the people were all amazed when they saw the old monk's healing spell so fulfilled!

Seeing that Zhou Hong was fine, the group of people entered the cave one after another under the leadership of Master Jueming, and the wide field inside and the narrow entrance of the cave formed a sharp contrast.

Ren Song, who pulled Sun Qiuhong in from the entrance of the cave, saw from a distance that the Golden Jiaodao man was standing in front of a dying dragon, pointing triumphantly.

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it! You also have today! When he got closer, Ren Song finally heard the words of the Golden Jiao Daoist: "I regret it, if I had listened to my persuasion, how could I have ended up like this today?" ”

Looking at the golden dragon with broken limbs and no scale armor, Ren Song felt a trace of unbearability in his heart, and secretly thought that the two of them were not brothers? How could it be so cruel?

"Hey, hey!" Turning his head and glancing at the people who came in, the Golden Jiao Dao man looked at the giant dragon again and said: "Since ancient times, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, poisonous dragon, your retribution today has arrived!" As he spoke, he took out a ...... from his waist pocket The shining golden whip then laughed, "Do you still recognize this thing?" ”

When he heard the word "poisonous dragon", the golden dragon suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the Taoist priest, but then closed his eyes again, ignoring his words at all, but as the light on the golden whip became stronger and stronger, the dragon who had been ignoring it seemed to sense something and opened his eyes again in surprise!

When the dragon's golden pupil saw the glittering demon suppression whip, there was an incredible expression in his eyes, and he seemed to be surprised.

"Hey, hey! Accidental, right? Actually, I was surprised! Jin Jiao Daoren looked at the giant dragon and then pointed at Ren Song and smiled: "It was sent by this kid, he is the Heaven Survey Spirit Officer under Wang Shan, so I have the opportunity to get this thing, how about it?" As he spoke, he shook in front of the golden dragon a few times, and the strange thing was that the golden whip began to gradually turn into a green color in the constant shaking.

Seeing that the demon whip began to change color, the dragon finally showed an anxious look......

"Don't be nervous, I'm just helping you get revenge!" Looking at the dragon in front of him, Jin Jiao Daoren said with a smile. (To be continued.) )