86, the author of Jiang Lang's talents
The dragon and phoenix have been fighting for hundreds of years, and the fight can be regarded as prosperous and lively.
It's basically you scratch me, I peck you, and then oops, "I'm dead." ”
After all these years, the dragon and phoenix clans have died young, of course, more people are still vassals of the dragon and phoenix clans, which are piles of deaths every day.
What kind of little sparrows, little quails, little firebirds, and little blue birds of the Feng clan are more than 10,000 every day.
The dragons are like tigers, chickens, big lizards, small fire dragons, three squirrels or something, and they also die almost eight or nine thousand every day.
In short, over the years, the entire flood has completely changed, and Xiao Ming doesn't know the road anymore.
(Author: Hey, I said you don't know the road in the first place, okay?)
"This uncle, do you know where this is?"
Xiao Ming asked a little kid with open crotch pants very seriously.
The little kid touched his sticky beard and shook it, *****This is my house." ”
Forehead...... Xiao Ming looked down at the lump he had just pulled down, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, uncle, I didn't know you were maggots. ”
"Maggots? What's that? Is it delicious?"
The little kid is starting to drool, and it's all on the ticking ***.
Xiao Ming nodded, "It's delicious, I don't believe you're going to eat it." ”
"Oh yes!" the little boy was shaking with golden eyes, and he seemed to be really ready to eat maggots.
At this time, I only listened to the "pop"
The big man who was squatting with Xiao Ming next to him slapped Xiao Ming on the back of the head, and he was stunned and cried in pain.
"Why are your brains so hard?" the big man scolded when he looked at Xiao Ming.
Xiao Ming was very aggrieved, "You weak chicken!"
"I'll wipe you, cut you!" the big man slapped him angrily again, this time it was good, and his hand was directly fractured.
Although our Xiao Ming is a scumbag, but it is in Zixiao Palace, where is this? This is Hong Huangxiao does not know, except for the dragon and phoenix clans, Xiao Ming is the most powerful.
Although Xiao Ming didn't know what the big man wanted to do, but people were in pain, so he couldn't ignore it.
So, Xiao Ming wiped the thing, lifted his pants, hugged the little fart and left, leaving the big man squatting alone and couldn't get up.
Why? How can I wipe it if I have a broken bone?
This way, Xiao Ming has opened his eyes, there are some houses on both sides of this road, although they are simple, but after all, they have escaped from the cave era and entered the housed family.
In addition to eating the house, there are big trees, uncles or something, how to say, this is a simple rural specimen.
"Which way are you?"
The old village chief was still very polite and asked very kindly.
"I'm from the mountains. Xiao Ming touched the little boy's beard.
"Look at the flowers blooming?" said the old village chief, who is also a pioneer in the front line of catching up with the trend.
As soon as he said this, Xiao Ming wanted to cry, and he seduced a heavenly way not only to dedicate peanuts, but also to put himself in, no, to clean up the mess for others.
"Uncle, I'm miserable. ”
Xiao Ming was very sad, hugging the old village chief is howling, like that, if I hadn't told you that you would have to have one of them as grandchildren.
The old village chief was also crying, not because he was moved, but because Xiao Ming held his hand, it hurt.
"You, you, let go. "The old village chief said that he still wants to make wine, what can you do with my old village chief's wine.
Xiao Ming is an obedient and well-behaved child, and as soon as he let go, he stood very obediently.
The old village chief rubbed his hands, looked at Xiao Ming and wondered, "Hey, you kid doesn't look very old, you tell me what you eat to make it amazing?"
Xiao Ming was very embarrassed, saying that he didn't seem to have cultivated seriously for so many years, and it seemed that he was going up under the halo of pig's feet.
"That, talent, talent. ”
Xiao Ming already felt that he was very humble, but it was not the same thing when he stopped in the ears of others.
Oh, yours is talented, are we all stupid? What do you mean by this that we are stupider than you, stupider than you, and drink two cans of Sanlu less than you?
No matter what you say, this group of goods was made popular by Xiao Ming's words, especially the old village chief, talent, hehe, don't you know that I am the smartest person in our ten miles and eight villages?
That guy's, three-year-old can smell, five-year-old can dance, this girl is not blowing with you, just the little flower at the head of our village, although it is old now, that guy has been my wire since he was a child.
The old village chief was very angry, but it didn't work.
Xiao Ming said that he needed to sleep, and went home with the boy.
You're tired to death every day, and you can't still talk to you? You don't look in a mirror to look at yourself.
However, Xiao Ming is an outsider after all, and it will take a while for them to accept it to the north, at least, one will be indispensable.
That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high...... Hi Pi Night.
It was on this desolate land that Xiao Ming saw for the first time what is called the most cutting-edge drinking party in the desolate wilderness.
That's really, walking into a new era and seeing things every day.
You know what sweet drinks mean, don't you?
Pretty little sister, you know what you mean, don't you?
Do you know what it means to dance in the sky?
......
Okay, you don't understand, you don't read much, I don't blame you.
But what do you mean by peeing and drinking as wine?
Eighty-year-old woman, tell me you want a love that will come, aren't you insane?
And the old village chief, you look at the moon so round, don't you want to be mixed up with striptease like this?
You can smell at the age of three, and you can dance at the age of five, so I ask you if you can write one, two, three, four?
Xiao Ming was about to explode, and this anger blew up Da Luo Jinxian's temper. This guy waved his hand, it was a golden flower falling purple qi from the east, and this stamped foot was the earth shaking the mountains, and the landslide and tsunami.
How have these people ever seen this, the highest cultivation is a little heavenly immortal, and the big Luo Jin immortal, that is simply three thousand weak water, you are just a drop.
Suddenly, on this land, Xiao Ming's image is as tall as he is, and the ones around this circle are all called grandpa.
Xiao Ming immediately began to tremble. (Emma, Xiao Ming's problem can't be fixed.) )
"I ......"
Before he could do so, an earth-shattering roar resounded through the sky.
"Forehead porridge! The earthquake that killed a thousand knives made !!"