Mo Han choked: "Of course Lao Tzu has eaten it, but that Xiao Qingyuan is different." She is a friend of the master and the palace master. And her appearance is the same as our master, and it will be sad for her to die like this, and our master will die like this......"

The golden god Pixiu's eyes were round, it looked at Xiao Qingti who was standing there with an expressionless face, and then recalled Xiao Qingyuan's appearance, and looked at Mo Han seriously: "Old Mo, I know that you want to pat the master's ass, and I want to say that the master is also very beautiful." However, it is better to be honest and honest as a beast. To tell the truth, the master and that Xiao Qingyuan are not like each other at all, although the master's face is quite distinctive, but by human standards, it is really not good-looking, but the figure is quite decent. Waist thin chest and big butt big ......"

Before it finished its honest judgment, a colorful light flashed in front of it, and the majestic Pixiu Beast was gone, and what appeared in place was a Zhangba snake spear spear. Silvery, glazed, cold.

The golden god Pixiu might as well for a while, and turned into the original form of the weapon. It seemed unconvinced, and jumped on the ground, trying to change back.

As soon as Feng Liuyu grabbed the volley, the gun fell in his palm, and with a flick of his fingers, the gun seemed to be struck by electricity, and his whole body trembled.

As soon as he bent it again, he bent the gun into a circle—

The gun screamed: "Wow, my waist is going to break - no, ahh ”

The wind returned to fiddle with it slowly, and the gun was like a twist in his hand, bent into various shapes by him: "This seat looks at your waist is also quite soft, quite thin......"

The silver spear was almost full of faces, and he finally knew what he was wrong: "Palace Master, I was wrong......"

"What's wrong?"

"I-I shouldn't have made fun of my master."

"What else?"

"And? And then there's me, who ran out to rejoice when I didn't deserve to be saved, ignoring my master. The gun was almost sweating from his fiddling with it. Even his voice trembled.

Feng Hui Liuyu stopped at this time, and said lightly: "You didn't care how you used to sit here, but now that you have recognized the master, you must always put the master's safety first, and take the protection of the master as the first priority, and not act willfully...... This time, even if it is a small punishment and a big admonition for you, the next time you commit it, this seat has its own way to fold it into eighteen paragraphs! ”

The divine beast has always respected the strong, and the hand of the wind return to the flow of the wind has made the original somewhat unruly Jin God Pixiu finally have fear, its waist, its joints, and all the places where it can move, so that the wind return flow is almost broken in silence. It hurts. Finally really honest, and agreed repeatedly.

As soon as the wind returned to the wind, he let go of his hand and threw it to the ground, and the silver light flashed, and the golden god Pixiu returned to its original form, but its standing posture was a little strange, its waist was crooked, its legs were lame, and its belly was even a little upward-

Mo Han shuddered as he looked at its strange shape!

The Fenghui Palace Master seems to be really angry this time!

Originally, Feng Huiliu often said that he wanted to uncover its skin, but in the end he didn't put it into action, at least he didn't let it taste this kind of wrong muscles and bones.

Just now, the Fenghui Palace Lord simply quietly tortured the golden god Pixiu!

The four legs of the Golden God Pixiu kept shaking on the ground, and its recovery ability was not ordinarily strong, and after a while, it finally returned to normal.