When Lin Tian heard this, someone knocked on the door, so he put the eagle in the cage.

Then he said to the door, "Who's there, come in, the door is unlocked." ”

At this time, a handsome male monk wearing a purple Hanfu outside the door walked in and said, "Senior, it's me, Yang Ziming, I'm here to play with my senior." ”

When Lin Tian heard this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Ziming is here, since he is here, come in and sit." ”

Yang Ziming, like Qin Xiaotian, was a disciple left behind by the Mixed Yuan Taiji Sect at that time.

Qin Xiaotian is the senior brother, and Yang Ziming is the second senior brother.

After the sect master was killed, a large number of people from the Mixed Yuan Taiji Sect left, but in the end, nine disciples were left.

Through these three years, Lin Tian came into contact with some of the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Taiji Sect.

Lin Tian walked to Yang Ziming with the freshly cut tea, and said with a smile, "Why did you suddenly come to play with me today? ”

Yang Ziming touched his head and said with a smile: "Isn't this thinking about the seniors? ”

Although Yang Ziming said so, in fact, he came this time specifically to ask about the beast tide.

After all, now the beast tide has made the whole world panic.

Yang Ziming hopes to ask for some useful information through Lin Tiangao.

Especially this raid by the Golden-Winged Roc put the entire continent on alert instantly.

By the way, where did the Golden-winged Roc go?

Didn't you say that the Golden-winged Dapeng landed in the Xuanyun Kingdom?

Why didn't I find the Golden-winged Roc all the way here?

Could it be that you are late?

Forget it, forget it, since you didn't come, that's a good thing, it's better to ask the master about the Golden-winged Dapeng and the beast tide.

Maybe Lin Tiangao will know something.

But you can't tell the master directly, after all, the master likes to pretend to be a mortal.

"Do you know that master, Golden-winged Dapeng?" Yang Ziming said with a sigh of relief.

Lin Tian said while drinking tea, "Golden-winged Dapeng, that's a famous demon, and it's still Rulai's own uncle, how could I not know?"

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ziming hurriedly said, "Such a master, do you think there is any better solution for the Golden-Winged Dapeng to slaughter living beings this time?"

A better solution?

What's a better solution?

Wasn't the Golden-winged Roc shot down by the Hermit Master?

What more solutions are needed?

Lin Tian asked suspiciously, "The Golden-winged Dapeng has been shot down by the hermit master, haven't you received the news?"

"What! The Golden-Winged Roc was shot down?! This is impossible! I haven't heard from you. The excited Yang Ziming suddenly stood up in a panic.

After all, the news is so shocking.

A few hours ago, countless creatures across the continent were preparing for the Golden Winged Roc, and now you tell me that the Golden Winged Roc was shot down?

Who do you make this acceptable?

And this news is too fake at first glance.

Can the Golden-Winged Roc be shot down?

Don't you dare to make such a joke.

Even Heavenly Court can't help it with the Golden-Winged Dapeng, and you tell him that he was shot down today?

How is this possible!

Just as Yang Ziming wanted to open his mouth to refute, he suddenly raised his head and found that the things in Lin Tiangao's cage were so familiar.....

When he looked inside the cage.

was suddenly startled, and almost hit it directly.

Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold! winged roc!

When Yang Ziming completely understood that it was the Golden-winged Dapeng who was locked up in the cage.

The whole person was stupid on the spot.

This, this, this, this.

If his uncle is locked up like this?

Isn't he the old man of Rulai?

Isn't he someone in the Three Realms who dares to provoke?

Yang Ziming took a breath and said to Lin Tian, "Lin Tiangao, this carving is you..."

Lin Tian turned his head and said lightly, "This eagle, it's a sand sculpture, it originally flew well, but it hit me headlong with an arrow, do you think he is not biao?"

"I'm telling you, it's better to have less contact with him, and be careful that he infects you with stupidity. ”

"This kind of eagle owl with low IQ is generally a mongrel, you know what I mean?"

Miscellaneous ... Seed?

Are you serious?

You scolded Rulai's own uncle.

It's too....

Yang Ziming was completely stunned by Lin Tian's words.

The master dares to say anything, people are watching the sky, in case these words are heard, they must not be slapped over.

"Ziming, what's wrong with you? It's not hot this day, why are you sweating? Your face is not very good, is it sick?" Lin Tian asked worriedly.

When Yang Ziming heard this, he hurriedly wiped the sweat on his head, and then said to Lin Tian, "Senior! Shhhh

After Yang Ziming finished speaking, he hurriedly pointed to the sky and signaled to the Buddha.

Lin Tian frowned, looked at Yang Ziming, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, Ziming wouldn't really be infected by the stupidity of the eagle, right?

Is it difficult for a sand sculpture to become a family, and what identity background does the family have?

Don't make a fuss, okay?

You might as well say it directly, he is the Golden-winged Dapeng, and his nephew is the Buddha.

What kind of big man can a nephew of a sand sculpture be?

The nephew of the sand sculpture?

Sand nephew?

Idiot?

"What if my nephew is a big man? Could it be that I eat soft rice?"

"As long as his nephew dares to appear in front of my Lin Tian, I will pinch his nephew's neck with one hand, and then immediately get out of the oil pot. ”

"I'm telling you, you're just too cowardly, I believe that my uncle can be handled by me with my bare hands, let alone his nephew. ”

"Believe me, their family must be all mongrels, otherwise they wouldn't have such a low IQ. ”

Lin Tian said in an extremely serious tone.

Yes?

If the Buddha is also a miscellaneous... Seed?

Yang Ziming was so frightened that his legs were weak on the spot, and he quickly sat down with this thing.

Yang Ziming took a breath and said, "Master, are you serious? No, Eagle Owl's nephew is a half-blood?"

Hybrid?

Lin Tian almost burst out laughing.

A mongrel is a mongrel, and it's so literary.

Based on my intuition, this sand sculpture is definitely a mongrel, otherwise it wouldn't be so big and so stupid.

As for his nephew, not to mention.

I guess yes, his family can be crossbred.

"Hey, not only is he a mongrel, maybe his family is a mongrel, otherwise can he be like this?" Lin Tian looked at the half-awake Golden-Winged Dapeng and said.

At this time, the golden-winged Dapeng, although he did not wake up completely.

But the dialogue, he listened word for word.

was greeted by the whole family again and again, and the golden-winged roc was so angry that his brain was about to come out.

If he hadn't had the strength now, he would have been so angry that he would have spurted blood.

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