"Uh, will you stand back first?" Nezha, who was buried in the sand, suddenly showed an embarrassed expression.

"Huh?" Prince Ao Bing suddenly showed a puzzled expression.

"You're standing on someone else's so-and-so (silenced)." Nezha squinted and said with a smile.

"Huh?" Prince Ao Bing was even more puzzled.

"I hate it, I want people to say it a second time, you are standing on someone else's so-and-so (silence)." Nezha said shyly.

"Ah......" Prince Ao Bing's face turned pale, and he also thought of something, and he was about to fall into petrification in an instant.

And just then, the ground began to shake. Just when Ao Bing still couldn't figure out the situation.

Nezha's huge Taishan figure stood majestically in front of him.

"You're standing on someone else's so-and-so (silenced), do you want people to say it a few times, shame!" Nezha squinted his eyes and said coquettishly like a girl.

Looking at Nezha, who was as majestic as Mount Tai, the third prince Ao Bing finally couldn't bear the unprecedented pressure in his heart.

It was foaming at the mouth and slowly falling backwards. "Ah, are you okay with this brother, what happened?"

Nezha, who still didn't know what was going on, suddenly asked with a puzzled and worried face.

Then, Nezha stretched out a finger and probed it in front of Ao Bing's nostrils, and suddenly exclaimed: "It's not good, the smell of coal is ......"

"We have to rush to the rescue ......"

At that moment, he did not hesitate at all, which is as thick as a discus version of the palm. Without any scruples, he put it in front of Ao Bing's chest, who no longer knew who he was at the moment, and was still foaming at the mouth.

"Press the heart......" Before the words fell, Nezha thought he pressed it very lightly, and only heard: "Rattle ......".

The sound of blood splattering and the shattering of the anterior sternum instantly spread throughout the entire East China Sea, and it was terrible.

"Ah, oops, oh, it seems like it's too hard......" Nezha said with a cute expression as he stuck out his tongue.

At this time, the prime minister of the turtle standing in front of him, looking at the third prince who was already blurred with flesh and blood and did not know whether he was alive or dead, his face was pale, and he was speechless when he stood in the plain.

"I'm sorry, I'll assemble it for you right away......" Nezha didn't care at all, showing an innocent and cute expression.

Then he hurriedly began to tinker with the so-called third prince Ao Bing, who was no longer human.

"What is this long ......" Na Zha can't tell which one is from Ao Bingna: internal organs, bones. He also pulled out a long dragon tendon and muttered in his mouth.

"Well, that doesn't seem right." Nezha thought about it again and again, and put this dragon tendon back, but.

Where exactly to put it on his body, even he couldn't figure it out. Seeing such a scene, Prime Minister Turtle, who had already turned pale with fright.

It turned around slowly with a wooden face, and then, regardless of what Ao Bing had been tinkered with. He opened his mouth wide and shouted to the sky, "It's a dead life, it's a killing." "Don't run to the sea.

"Ah, no, it's ...... dragon."

The voice faded away, and within a few seconds, even the shadow of Prime Minister Turtle could not be seen. A few days later...... The sky over Chentang was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed and thundered.

Above the clouds, there are shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and it is roughly estimated that there are not 8,000 but 10,000. The scene was terrifying and daunting.

"Li Jing, Li Jing's old man! Get out of here! Among the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Prime Minister Turtle was holding a loud microphone at this time, straightening his waist and constantly shouting with a broken gong voice.

"Li Jing! Come out and die! I'm waiting here with my guns in hand. At the same time, the Li Mansion mansion ......

"Master, master, master, master......" A person who is unusually avant-garde and staggering? That's right, it's the next person.

At this time, he was hurrying through the front yard and rushing towards the hall where Li Jing was.

"Who is so unpickable, sir, I'm watching "Kim. Bottle. What about May? I'm watching the sincere love story of Jin Lian and Ximen Daguanren! ”

At this time, Li Jing, who was reading the yellow book in a forgetful manner, couldn't help but come back to his senses and muttered quietly in his mouth.