Ling Feng glanced at Anthony, Anthony's face was pale, it was like a stealing cat was discovered by his owner, and his hands couldn't stop trembling, this remark was no less than a thunderbolt hitting his thin body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Feng laughed at it, other people's minions are not yet their turn to preach, how can they have such idle time to take care of other people's ugly things, Ling Feng retracted his expression, and smiled indifferently: "How about it?!Your king has said so, you can also gamble happily, right?! If you lose, can't you play tricks? After all, who wants to cut themselves?!"

Anthony was silent, and after a long silence, he slowly spoke: "Two, at most two, there are at most two spirit weapons I have seen on this continent, you can never have three spirit weapons, two spirit weapons are extremely rare, even if you are from the black-haired clan, people with two spirit weapons are like ............"

"It's like what!" Ling Feng said disapprehantly, "Is it as scarce as your king, the final orcs." Well, I'm a cursed black-haired clan, since I'm a cursed black-haired clan. Since it is a cursed black-haired clan, the pain we bear ............" Ling Feng coughed dryly, with a strong middle and second breath in his bones, and said seriously: "How can it be that you people can understand, the pain of extermination, you will never be able to experience it." ”

Anthony sneered and said: "Don't give me some words that you have, since you dare to bet this game with me, it means that you must have more than two spiritual weapons, if there is only one, I will also admit defeat, how about it, the cow is not bullish, the black-haired imp, hurry up, don't say some tricky words, deliberately delaying time, do you want to slip away?!"

I wanted to pretend to be a miserable down-and-out family Ling Feng, but I was interrupted by this guy saying something seven, seven, eight or eight, damn it, if Lao Tzu can make a few five-word poems, it's really not good, seven-word quatrains are also okay, your grandmother's, saying some tricky words can make you, a guy who is not good-looking, die, hey, it's a pity that this is not a time travel in ancient times, otherwise he wrote the masterpiece "Will Enter the Wine" Li Taibai is him Ling Feng, but this is a hollow and chaotic world, in this regard, Ling Feng really can't think of a way to make money, otherwise he traveled to ancient times, hehe, Lao Tzu is to write some poems and songs, that can also support his family, sometimes I really don't understand that modern people travel to ancient times, if you don't have anything to do, what do you want to do, you can rely on copying the talents of the ancients to eat, but you have to participate in the harem battle............

In the spiritual realm.

Ling Feng was thinking in his mind, as if he was staging an epic palace fighting blockbuster, and was suddenly interrupted by this guy, obviously a little unhappy, the little devil couldn't help but complain: " Hey, you are now in a peak duel with the strongest king on this continent, a glorious battle of life and death, how can you be careless, how can you underestimate the enemy, aren't you afraid that the other party will dig out a black tiger, you will just lie on the ground and hang the lottery, tsk, oh, you are not afraid of this, then in case the other party comes to a monkey to steal peaches, so that you can't harm other girls, tsk, it's really a blood mold, director, when the time comes, it will become a small thing!"

"Hey, little devil, you pretend to be more than the realm of freehand, dare to be on the verge of it, yes, yes, it's really your master's spiritual weapon, and your master and I have a virtue?!"

The little devil laughed and said, "Where, where, compared to our master, it is still beyond the reach of the dust, it is difficult to match!"

Ling Feng said with a smile: "Hey, the little devil is a bit pretentious, compared to you, I am simply 108,000 miles behind, one sky, one earth, it can't be compared at all, the little devil has a unique advantage, I am the one who can't reach it!"

"Hey, master, you are a little humble, in terms of the kung fu on your face, master, if you dare to call yourself the second in the world, no one will dare to call yourself the first in the world, master, you are the first person who deserves it!"

"Talking about people?!" Ling Feng really couldn't pretend to be able to hold on, and said angrily.

"I'm sorry, but I'm a well-known demon. ”

"Then you tell me devilish words!"

"Hey, master, didn't you ask knowingly? Isn't what I'm saying at this moment a devil's word, is it a ghost story?!Haha, master, I see that there are black lines on your face, and it seems to have been aggravated and blackened, tsk, who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall actually dared to tease our master!"

"And aggravate and blacken! Are you treating me as a photocopy?"

"Aha!"

"Don't play stupid?!"

"Oh!"

"Hey, little devil, let me ask you a question!"

"Say it?!"

"Hey, aren't you my spiritual weapon?

"It's better to say some things?!Say, even if you like it, I'll pretend to be surprised, don't worry. ”

", you can't have a shape?"

"It's difficult, if you don't say it, if you don't say it, I won't have time to talk to you. ”

"You said that when we faced the enemy, we were so leisurely and elegant, are you called the one who has never been seen before, and there is no one who will come after!"

The little devil nodded, it should be, be careful to cut off the grandchildren's palms!"

"Get out, don't scare me, Lao Tzu is in the spiritual realm now, and the guy outside won't hurt me even if he is disabled. Tell him to like to pretend. Hey, I'm so tired, little devil, when did you say this miserable day was a head!"

"I don't know, it's so tiring to think so much about one day at a time, master!"

"You're really optimistic, aren't you afraid that you, a demon who can go to heaven and earth and do everything, will be folded in the hands of me, a madman master?!

The little devil glared and said, "Are you afraid that you will die!"

Ling Feng touched this little devil who would only talk back to himself and complain to each other, and quipped: "Die tsundere, and spy on your master's thoughts in my heart, oh, pay money to Lao Tzu?! Yo you, I blushed, okay, well, it's a pity, if I wasn't too close, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see it." ”

The little devil who was suddenly distracted lowered his head and asked, "Why?!"

Ling Feng lay on the ground, looked at the sky in the spiritual realm at this moment, and said with a smile: "Because you are too dark. ”

"Cut off the son and the grandson!" Before the little devil could say the words, Ling Feng, who felt the instant killing opportunity, subconsciously covered his crotch, which was particularly important to him, this was the incense of the old Ling family, how could it be broken in the hands of this little bastard.

Suddenly, the little devil's strange and playful smile appeared, look at it, the master still cares, and the little devil scared the timid master again.

Ling Feng shuddered coldly, and immediately looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and silently recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, and by the way, he also scolded the little devil, roll the calf, and lie to Lao Tzu. Ling Feng is an atheist, but this does not prevent Ling Feng from pretending to be freehand, people, isn't it just that they should eat, drink, act on the spot, meet the source left and right, see people and talk about people, see ghosts, how to be familiar with how to come, this is the sophistication of human feelings, and the most important point is that it can only understand the "pretend" that cannot be taught by words and deeds Word, this word is extremely exquisite, good seems to be warm wine in general, if the heat is big, the quality of a good wine will be ruined, if the heat is small, the cold day, drink but not warm the stomach at all, life is like this.

What's more, in the world, a big dye vat with mixed good, it is not a bad thing to be able to completely get out of the mud without staining, and simply go with the flow.

Ling Feng felt all of these deeply. The scolded little devil spat out his sharp tongue at Ling Feng, anyway, he knew better than anyone whether this master was good or bad.

This time, isn't he afraid that his spirit weapon will "die" because he is too weak, so he will break the agreement and use that guy, at this moment, Ling Feng outside is not Ling Feng for a long time, and that guy is not changed by Mitte, Mitt also said that the guy is actually yourself, although Ling Feng is well versed in routines, the protagonist has a split personality because of what unbearable memories lead to a split, the other party is very strong, the other party is very weak, but some things are really coming to his head, and there is always a feeling of being a little dazed and at a loss.

"Go ahead, that guy called you?!"

"Don't pout, no matter how bad it is, it looks exactly the same as your master Well, master, although that guy is a little unlikable, but you are not a human being, okay, you have a lot of adults, and the prime minister can support the boat in his belly, okay, we are the ones who play on the spot, isn't it good to sit back and enjoy it, kill Pol, your master, I will take my daughter-in-law and my two spiritual weapons to wander the world, go to the emperor, so tiring work, I don't do it, I'm not stupid, isn't it just a pretending word?! You see that guy learning from me, no, no, it's completely true colors, haha, right, go ahead. ”

The little devil nodded and left satisfied.

Ling Feng outside turned a blind eye to the complaints of small things, Ling Feng under Anthony's eyes, in turn, showed Shiyin's spiritual weapon, ghost Che, and Fred's board axe that had died, and by the second time, Anthony's could no longer be described as dumbfounded, good guy, that mouth in Ling Feng's words, it is not a problem to stuff a bowling ball, I am afraid that this thin and tall man can swallow it, this is a question worth exploring, well, this comparison is superb.

Ling Feng wanted to show the third spirit weapon in one go, but after thinking about it carefully, it was so boring, it must be played mysteriously and mysteriously, wonderful, Ling Feng pretended to be a little helpless and frowned, Anthony saw this situation, it was expected that this guy had no dry goods, and after playing with the two axes, it was the poor skills of the donkey, Anthony stretched out his long neck and sneered: "Black-haired little ghost, how is it?!" Anthony pointed to his head and sneered, "But I have this!" and then pointed to his big eyes that were about to fall out, and said, "And this!"

The guy in front of him called Anthony, his facial features are separated, he is a good person, but all the facial features that are very dominant on other people's faces are on his face, it is like a patchwork, unsightly, compared to his short brother, it is actually more and more infiltrating, plus this guy is as thin as skin and bones, how can I see it, isn't he a living zombie who just crawled out of the coffin board?!

Ling Feng said flatly, "The brain is indeed a good thing, but ah, although not everyone has this good thing, obviously I am not in the ranks of that everyone!"

"Oh?!" Anthony asked with interest, "what do you mean?"

(To be continued.) )