Suddenly, a plum blossom came out of a voice, and he reprimanded sharply: "Hey! I know your name, it's Feng Motou! It's just a devil, what's the big deal, don't be so arrogant!"

Feng Motou was shocked when he heard this, a plum blossom, speaking for outsiders, what is going on? He waved his gesture and hurriedly shouted: "A plum blossom, come back quickly! What's the matter? The person who inhaled the stamen of the flower still refuses to admit defeat! Can he sway you? Otherwise, why are you helping outsiders speak? Could it be that his arm is bent and turned out!"

Feng Motou waved his hands and danced his feet, a plum blossom, floating in the air without moving, without the slightest intention of going back, he wanted to break free from the shackles and leave by himself, fly in the blue sky to fight in the wind and rain, not be controlled by others, and want to swim around freely and be a flower of freedom, isn't that so!

Feng Motou couldn't figure it out! Why can't the command of a plum blossom stop? He couldn't help but say out: "Yo! A plum blossom is the essence flower refined by this demon, what's the matter? The strong head plucks the ears and is disobedient, is it that the wings are stiff and want to fly alone, and go to kill a piece of heaven and earth alone!"

A plum blossom, when the deaf do not hear the dog bite, still upright seems to be unmoved, not even the body of the flower shakes, still floats in the air as usual, the stamen is in full bloom, and there is a fashionable shape, attracting the attention of others, and the eyes are taken into the fragrance of the flower.

"A plum blossom, but it's old-fashioned! I don't listen to the words of this demon, it's really the opposite, just a little bit of Taoism, isn't it just to suck in the souls of more than a dozen monks with strong martial arts, hum! With this ability, I dare to fight with Lao Tzu, when I can't bear to subdue you!"

Feng Mo rushed forward one by one, and a red light emitted from the palm of one hand, shooting towards a plum blossom, controlling the direction in which the flower fled.

Suddenly, a plum blossom, divided into five petals, flew away in different directions.

"Ahh

Feng Mo stopped suddenly, looked at the five petals in a daze, and fled in five directions, southeast, northwest, and middle, he didn't know whether it was good to pounce on that petal, so he could only stare in a daze.

Feng Motou did not catch up, and the five petals also came to a sudden brake, so he stopped and did not move, and soon, the petals flew back and flew together, and they were automatically connected to the original plum branch and compounded, and it was still a bright and bright plum blossom.

This thing is strange, you have to afford it, you can see Feng Mo's eyes straight, what is going on? Catch up with the plum blossoms and fly away from the petals, this will not catch up! The petals are compounded as before, and they are really ghosts, hundreds of times more ghosts than themselves, and this is not angry! Thanks to the two nostrils, otherwise, they would have to suffocate and faint on the spot, and perhaps, they would not be able to wake up!

Feng Motou was really angry when he thought about it, he was so angry that he vomited, this nose was full of thick green smoke, almost burning his heart in his chest, hum! First he had to catch up with a petal and peel off a layer of skin to see, how capable he was? Dare to fight with himself, he rushed towards a plum blossom.

Who knows? A plum blossom changed its tactics, and instead of flying away from the petals, the whole plum blossom escaped and floated towards a park.

Feng Mo's head was adjusted by five petals, his eyes were yellow and bulging, his heart was angry, and the plum blossoms that he trained with one hand couldn't get along with himself, who encountered such a scandalous thing, his face couldn't hang it!

Feng Motou ran without stopping and chased hard, until he chased into the park, he looked up and saw that a plum blossom, hanging high on a pine, more than ten zhang high from the ground, swinging in the breeze as a fashion performance!

Suddenly, a little red light shot out from the top of the pine, hitting Feng Mo's vest acupoint, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Bang!" A mouth and nose rushed to the ground, and soon fainted.

A moment later, "Hmm!", Feng Motou woke up faintly, sat up, his two eyes showed a look of surprise, looking at the quiet park, he couldn't help patting his head, he muttered to himself: "It's strange, how could Lao Tzu lie in this flower and grass?"

Feng Mo's head rested for a while, and he settled down, "Oh!" He exclaimed, as if he had woken up, feeling that he had been bitten by a very small insect on his back, and he fell under the big tree!

"Aha!" I slept beautifully, and I was sweet......! Yo, when you shouldn't wake up, your eyes are open, and your sleep is also adjusting your own bastard, this is really an evil door!

Feng Motou is a person who does not believe in evil, a carp jumped up, looked up, the surroundings were quiet and silent, except for a plum blossom hanging on the top of his head, still wandering leisurely in dazzling, and he didn't even notice anything abnormal, could it be that plum blossoms will also fly flowers and pick leaves to hit people's acupoints!

At this time, "Smack!" A pine cone fell and hit Feng Motianling's cover, "Hmm!" He snorted bitterly, put his hand on the center of his head, and made a bulge, which was really weird.

Feng Mo jumped up, wanting to catch a plum blossom, and just flew five or six feet high.

"Click!" the thick dead branches fell from the top of the pine tree, and the two round heads fell vertically.

"Bang!" struck Feng Mo on both sides of his head.

"Ahh

Feng Mo said in his heart: "It's just what's wrong, running and falling, pine cones hitting the head, dead branches making trouble, and beating both shoulders, it's really full of evil ghosts......" He hadn't finished thinking about it yet.

A strange wind gathered, "Bang!" On the back of Feng Mo's head, he was swept by an object again, and he was struck firmly, he was so painful that he burst into tears, and he couldn't help touching his head and going down.

Feng Motou howled in his throat: "Since Lao Tzu came out of the demon cave, he has been invincible, I don't know what to do now? It's really unlucky, he was beaten one after another for no reason, it seems that it is the ghost who is not gone, is he not convinced when he is dead, and he still tosses and twists the devil blindly!"

Feng Motou thought that he was an unjust ghost, he was a demon who was not afraid of heaven and earth, he was afraid that the ghost would come out to make trouble, and he didn't want a plum blossom, leaving this ghost place, he jumped up, performed light skills, and just left the ground with his feet, "Poof!" "Poof!"

Feng Mo's legs fell to the ground in pain, and he fell downside down, and almost lost his breath, relying on his deep magic power, he escaped the Shengbei Tribulation, and he lay in the grass and gasped.