After eating and drinking, there was a kind of morning bell and dusk drum in the eyes of the mountain master Wu Ke.

The two of them smacked their lips,

"The giant salamander is actually just that, so-so!"

These two goods obviously ate too much good things with Lin Chou.

Su Yourong was particularly unhappy, holding a frying pan in his hand and his face was eager to try.

Who knew that Lin Chou himself said,

"It's really average - it seems that some of the good things and precious ingredients before the cataclysm may not necessarily be good things now."

...

Just when Lin Moumou and others were sad and sad in the back mountain, such a scene was ushered in on the dark sea.

An isolated island, about the edge of the walls of the coastal line, was covered with large unfinished buildings that mostly looked like ruins.

A large circle of young and old... Ah no... Men and women, young and old, dressed differently and couldn't find the slightest similarity, gathered around a wellhead that had collapsed on the edge and discussed.

"This little guy is a little interesting, how did he know that the snowman could freeze the black sea, and even pit the calf by the way?" A young man in a gray cloth robe held a string of black and shiny fishbone prayer beads and kept fiddling, "Isn't his ability to make a few medicinal dishes?" As for taking him so seriously, it's as if without his base city, he will immediately spiral to ascend to the sky, hehe, your Wen family always likes to be surprised. ”

"Smack!"

The young-looking and old-fashioned man didn't wait to finish speaking, but he heard a crisp explosion, and his face instantly swollen with a slender palm print.

The owner of the slap is a very thin woman, and the expression on her face is always with a trace of inexplicable unease, but the words she says are extremely domineering.

"The Wen family allows you to make irresponsible remarks, do you think it will be long."

The young gray-robed man's face was pale, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and the swollen bruise disappeared immediately, but he really didn't dare to say another half a word.

The skinny woman squinted dangerously,

"Jiang Yiyan, I'll say it one last time, as long as my aunt and grandmother are there, there is no part of your Jiang family talking!"

Jiang Yiyan's face became even more ugly, and everyone hurriedly persuaded,

"Forget it, Yiyan is still young after all."

There are also people who are not convinced,

"Wen Ting, what do you mean by the Wen family in the coastal defense line?"

And with the muddy ones,

"Harmony makes money, everyone makes money with harmony!"

Someone muttered,

"Obviously, the Mingguangwen family and the Jiang family are so good that they wear a pair of pants, why did they get to us, and they are so fucking fighting every three or five days?"

"It's not that Jiang Yiyan poured a little more wine seventy years ago, not to say that he wanted to marry Wen Chongjiu's aunt, but he went to the Wen family's mansion at that time, don't you know?"

"Ahem..."

"Silence! Don't want the dog's life? How dare you be foolish..."

In the crowd, a burly man kept looking into the broken well, his face full of entanglement and worry,

"How do you see that there is no news coming, there won't be a problem on the old man's side, damn, if the old man has three long and two short, he will have to screw off the head of the kid surnamed Lin!"

The skinny Wen Ting raised his hand and slapped him again.

The burly man, who had to be at least two meters tall, was whipped in place and turned in the air for three and a half weeks, and his cervical vertebrae made a chaotic sound, as if they had been screwed to pieces.

When he fell to the ground, he smashed a huge stone into more than two hundred pieces, which showed the power of Wen Ting's slap.

Wen Ting said coldly,

"Before Jiu'er's ability reaches its full potential, who dares to move that Lin Chou, my aunt and grandmother want him to look good!"

The crowd exploded on the spot,

"Wen Ting, you belong to a dog, Zhao Pre, you smoke everything?"

"Fuck it, no one can cure this old girl..."

"Hmm... Why don't you try it with Old Man Leng? Maybe it can be done..."

"Get out! Why don't you die? ”

The burly man grinned and got up from the ground, the clothes on his body hissed and exploded into splinters, and a scarlet blood-colored python snaked from its back, its tail on its back, and its head was raised high, and the size of it was like breaking through the clouds.

He said angrily,

"Wen Ting, you deceive people too much!"

"Smack!"

Another slap, very loud.

"Wen Ting!!"

"Smack!"

"Wen..."

"Smack!"

“...”

"Smack!"

"In the lower service..."

"Smack~"

"It's up..."

"Smack~"

From beginning to end, the thin Wen Ting did not exude any momentum that belonged to a strong man, and there was not even a trace of origin fluctuations.

It's just a simple slap after a slap, no matter how Zhao Pre dodges, he can't succeed, and even the python condensed by Zhao Pre's origin skills has been forcibly smashed, scattered, and there is no sound.

Zhao Yu was about to cry, and everyone was silent.

(This is as fierce as ever!) ）

I don't know who secretly muttered,

"There was a snowman in the front, an old lady in the back, and now there is Wen Ting, when she is gone, it is estimated that the little girl of the Leng family will come over again, my mother... Why am I in the Mingguang Coastal Defense Line or in the Queen City of Luanshan now?? ”

"Yin flourishes and yang declines..."

A group of people, you look at me, I look at you, and the sadness on their faces is so thick that they can't be dissolved.

In addition to their strong strength and explosive temper, the only thing they have in common is that they are particularly reasonable.

They talk about physics.

"Yo yo yo, what's going on, which one of your eyes has made our little Tingting angry?"

As soon as they heard this, Zhao Yu and Jiang Yiyan immediately rolled their eyes.

(You bad old man!) Maybe it's too protective of the calves! ）

The blind old man stepped step by step on the air ladder that did not exist, and his posture was a chic mess.

It's just that his appearance is not as chic as his momentum.

A rag barely covered the vital point, his whole body was black and scorched, and even his hair was burned... as well as parts of the scalp.

The crowd was overjoyed,

"Old man!"

"Did the old man succeed??"

The blind old man bowed his head slightly, his index finger and thumb twisted, and a faint dark green flame surged up, and the flames that seemed to have no temperature even distorted the surrounding air, and the entire isolated island was filled with a scorching heat wave, and many people's hair began to twist - you must know that the level of these people present is not below the fourth order at all, even if there is no external origin, it is very terrifying to have their own subconscious defensive instincts.

"Shhhh It worked..."

"That kid, do you really have the ability to turn decay into magic?!"

The blind old man glanced around and said with a smile,

"Why isn't the little girl of the Niu family here?"

Everyone crooked their mouths, didn't they ask knowingly.

Niu Lanqi was frozen into an ice sculpture by Lin Chou when he was cultivating, and now the power of the origin and the return to the ruins are scurrying everywhere in his body.

From a more scientific and technical level, it is almost impossible to take care of yourself in life, where can you come here to watch the triumph of your old man~