Not only that, but this guy is also dancing more and more energetically, and his whole body is also equipped with modern equipment like the king of dance in modern society, and it crackles.

And the horse and the little donkey kept throwing things at him from above, and as soon as the thing was thrown on the queen of the sect, it made a crisp sound like a cannonball.

This is naturally the kind of pill that Ma Xiaodonkey refines like a cannonball.

Ma Xiaodonkey has not played artillery battles for a long time, and for a time he even sang with it, it was a children's song when he was a child, generally on Chinese New Year's Eve night, the adults in the family will buy a lantern for the child, and at the end of the 30th night with the lantern and throw the cannon around the door, of course, a group of children will sing together......

"Hit the lantern, take care of my uncle (mother), uncle (mother) left home to wash my buttocks, washed it and told the old monk to run away on his back......"

This song actually doesn't sound interesting at all, it's like a bad taste of scolding my aunt.

Of course, Ma Xiaodonkey also thought about the reason, probably it should be the same sound as the old uncle, and just used the uncle to replace the old year and was carried away by the old monk!

Ma Xiaodonkey sings now, which has a great meaning of remembering his childhood.

However, he was not in that mood after that sect, because the crackling sound on his body was not a modern special effect...... That's a real crackle!

And the crackling is also extremely tricky, and it didn't blow up, so it drilled into his body.

After drilling in, it directly destroyed his meridians.

It's crackling, it's sourer than it's crackling.

The most important thing is that he has it all over his body, which lasts for a long time, making him high and the tide is repeated!

The horse and the donkey donkey don't care about this, the singing there can be called a joy, and the paralyzed one has simply entered the realm of forgetting things and me, making it the same as really returning to childhood.

Speaking of which, these things were really made by him on a temporary basis, little chicken, sleeping like a dead dog in the space, was made out by Ma Xiaodonkey to solve the attack on Tang Qingyou after Zonghou, in fact, Ma Xiaodonkey is also gambling, the little rabbit cub even has to try the desolation and explosives, and Ma Xiaodonkey believes that it can deal with the things of this dead demon cave.

Fortunately, the result also lived up to expectations, although after swallowing it once, the chick went back to raise the fetus like a dead dog, and let the horse and the donkey get it out.

As for the next, using a blower is also a horse and a donkey who was forced to try it helplessly, but seeing that the virtual value of the uproar was directly deducted, his heart was broken!

Now he is not the horse and donkey he used to be, at that time he was so bad that there was no hole in his buttocks, and he had a lot of income.

Now it's not what it used to be, and now I can only rely on and don't know which one of the people occasionally thinks of him, so he curses or admires a few words to get a little virtual value, plus he has been used to spending money for so long, and the economic situation is getting worse!

As soon as these blowers came out, his bag really deflated, and his pocket was cleaner than his face!

That's why he wants to teach this **** a good lesson, paralyzed, you don't let Lao Tzu live, and Lao Tzu doesn't let you enjoy life.

A soak of urine was sprinkled directly with cloud phosphorus.

The ignition point of cloud phosphorus is low, plus the horse and the donkey added materials to it, and it is mixed with the urine of the horse and the donkey, so it did not burn for a while, and the nitrate and potassium in it did not crackle.

However, the queen of the sect is very face-saving, jumping and agitating the true qi, and the body temperature is high!

The little donkey is really agreeable.

So, this guy danced very obediently.

At this moment, the queen of the sect, who was snapped and couldn't bear it, suddenly shouted, "Netherworld!"

Tang Qingyou was losing his mind, and suddenly heard the voice of the queen of the sect, and shouted, it's not good!

It's a pity that it's already late!

The scenery in front of the two of them changed in vain, and they appeared in a desert!

Flowers and trees, all gone.

"What's going on?" Ma Xiaodonkey didn't dare to sing anymore, damn it, this time my uncle was really carried away by the old monk!

"We're trapped!" Now that he has been trapped, Tang Qingyou is not lying.

"How so?

"We've entered the Netherworld's space. Tang Qingyou said.

Only then did the little donkey remember, as if the guy had just called out the Netherworld.

Looking at the surrounding wind and sand, as far as the eye can see, Ma Xiaodonkey asked a little strangely, "What is this Netherworld Ding?"

"The earth-level magic weapon Netherworld Ding, the fallen magic weapon. The Netherworld is boundless, and the Holy Venerable can't!" Tang Qingyou said slowly.

This sentence, as the name suggests, is, just like the Netherworld, even if it is a Holy Venerable, there is no way.

"My day, how could he have such a thing?" Ma Xiaodonkey's first thought was not that the Holy Venerable couldn't, but how could this guy have such a thing?

"Genius treasure, virtuous people live in it, this matter maybe, or it is his chance, or he plundered!"

"Then we can't get out?" the horse and the donkey seemed to realize the problem.

"It's hard, but it's not impossible. Tang Qingyou didn't want to say too much, that would only make Ma Xiaodonkey lose confidence.

In such a situation, sometimes, faith is life force!

"Didn't you say that the Holy Venerable couldn't?"

"That's talking about the real Netherworld Ding, although this magic weapon is also a Netherworld Ding, but it is no longer the original Supreme Magic Weapon, at most it can only be regarded as a broken Netherworld Ding. So we still have a chance to go out!" Tang Qingyou said.

But, having said that, want to get out. How difficult!

"Are you really a saint?" the little donkey seemed to suddenly realize at this time.

"Yes and no!" Tang Qingyou looked at Ma Xiaodonkey's face in disbelief, and said happily in his heart.

"I don't understand!" the donkey shook his head. But he immediately turned around and looked around.

"Malegobi, Lao Tzu has long wanted to go to the desert to see if it is really as dangerous as those novels and travelogues, I didn't expect to encounter it now, but unfortunately there is no sunset, otherwise, how fucking beautiful this should be!"

Tang Qingyou was completely speechless at him, how big should this guy's heart be, at this time, he was still in the mood to enjoy the scenery?

Ma Xiaodonkey squatted down and grabbed a handful of sand and raised it, and sighed from the bottom of his heart!

"What's wrong?" Hearing him sigh, Tang Qingyou asked him a little strangely. Could it be that at this time, he remembered our situation?

"There's no business!" Ma Xiaodonkey thought sadly.

"What business?"

"Is the saint also such a bastard?" said Ma Xiaodonkey, giving her a blank look.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell her. I've always had a thought. At that time, when I was studying geography, saying that the desertification of the land was becoming more and more serious, Ma Xiaodonkey thought, since the motherland is a country that needs so much sand, cement and gravel for modernization, why can't we pull out the sand in the desert to contribute to socialism?

Wouldn't that solve the problem of desertification and build the country?

At that time, Ma Xiaodonkey was still very puzzled, why didn't anyone in the entire country with a population of more than one billion think of this problem?

Is it really waiting for Lao Tzu to make this fortune?

Now looking at the sand, Ma Xiaodonkey feels that he is a full ****!

Looking at the endless sand, the horse and the donkey did not taste in their mouths, and he knew that it was not only he who had lost a way to make a fortune.

He also lost the dream he had always dreamed of.

That's his youth!

He has no regrets in his career, and he thinks of the big dreams that existed because of ignorance in those green years, and finally passed away step by step.

"Paralyzed, hypocritical!" Ma Xiaodonkey scolded himself. "Isn't that less money?"