"Fish Soul Temple, don't bring anything to eat!"

Ma Xiaoniu looked at the barbecue in his hand and suddenly realized that he was not angry, after all, he wanted to follow the local customs, which was his own rudeness.

Ma Xiaoniu nodded, turned around and went out of the temple to finish the barbecue in his hand, and was about to enter again, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a ragged beggar looking at him not far from the street. The horse and the calf were stunned, but the beggar had already turned his gaze elsewhere. Ma Xiaoniu frowned, he has seen this beggar several times, could it be that there is any story about this beggar?

Without thinking too much, Ma Xiaoniu conjured a tissue to wipe his mouth and hands, turned around and re-entered the temple. This time, the purple-skinned and big-eared man just looked at it, and continued to sit cross-legged on the side of the high platform, which made Ma Xiaoniu have a guess that maybe this person was a monk similar to a temple.

Holding his hands behind his back, he looked at the golden statue on the high platform, and found that this statue was an ordinary-looking person with palm-sized fins on both sides of his cheeks. The man held a golden three-pointed harpoon and looked ahead.

"Plop!"

A person next to him knelt on the ground and whispered, "Please ask the Fish Soul God to bless me with a lot of money!" Please bless me with a fortune! After finishing speaking, he stood up, bowed to the Fish Soul God, and turned around and walked out of the temple. Behind him, people continued to come to the idol and fall to their knees with a thud, praying for the gods' protection.

Ma Xiaoniu laughed in his heart, he stood in front of you with a supreme god, you don't worship, but you go to worship a clay sculpture!

"Bold! You're so rude! I didn't say anything about entering the temple with food just now, but at this moment, I was looking at the statue of the god unscrupulously on the side, so disrespectful to the fish soul god, aren't you afraid that the fish soul god will blame you?! ”

The purple-skinned big ears opened their eyes at some point and glared at Ma Xiaoniu. Ma Xiaoniu was stunned, what the hell, the food is not allowed to be eaten, and Lao Tzu is not allowed to see it?

"What? The fish soul god didn't say anything, do you have an opinion? Ma Xiaoniu's face sank, fuck it, don't talk about you, even if the fish soul god is resurrected, Lao Tzu can kill him with a slap.

Purple Skin stood up with big ears, trembling all over, and shouted: "You, you little thief, dare to insult the Fish Soul God?!" ”

The people who came in to worship behind also looked at Ma Xiaoniu, looking surprised and angry.

Ma Xiaoniu's face was gloomy, and he smiled coldly: "Little thief? This is the first time I've heard that. After speaking, he suddenly waved his palm lightly, and saw the purple skin fly out of the temple with a big swish, and slammed into the ground, startling the people on the street.

The other people in the temple ran out of the temple in an instant, for fear that Ma Xiaoniu would give them the same time. The purple skin big ear struggled to get up, pointed at the horse and the calf and roared: "You, you dare to insult the fish soul god, you, you are waiting here!" There's a kind of don't go! With that, he staggered down the street.

As if he hadn't heard, Ma Xiaoniu took a deep breath and continued to look at the golden statue. He found that the eyes of this statue were very strange, I don't know if it was an illusion, just now when he fanned out the big ears of the purple clothes, he felt that the eyes of this statue seemed to move.

Ma Xiaoniu looked at the statue thoughtfully, and after a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he found a chair and sat down and looked out of the temple. At this moment, the sunset is almost completely sinking into the mountain, and the whole world has turned into an orange piece, and many people are surrounded by many people on the street because of what happened just now, and many people are pointing at the horses and calves in the temple, and they are talking to each other.

As if he hadn't seen it, the horse closed his eyes and pondered. After about a few minutes, suddenly there was a chaotic sound of footsteps and angry scolding at the end of the street. The crowd outside the temple hula spread a road, only to see the purple-skinned big ears rushed to the outside of the temple with a group of people, the first one was two meters tall, the muscles were knotted, there were green spirit lines in the eyebrows, and a slender red hairless tail flicked around behind him. There were two other people on either side of him, his face was narrow and long, barefoot, his hands and feet had sharp nails two or three inches long, and there was a cyan spirit pattern in the center of his eyebrows, and the other person was a short man, who looked only a meter tall, and looked fat, but he had a head full of sharp spikes, which looked like a hedgehog, and in the center of his eyebrows, there was also a blue spirit pattern.

"That's him! Three adults, this is the one who insulted the fish soul god and beat me. "The purple skin covered his nose with big ears, and the dog just now hit his nose with a bite on the ground, causing his nose to bleed.

The two-meter-old man had a face full of meat, looked at the horse and calf in the temple with his hands folded, and said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

Ma Xiaoniu yawned and stretched: "Ahhh ”

The two-meter man's face was dark, but the little man next to him was the first to shout: "Bah! My eldest brother asks you something! ”

The narrow face on the side raised his two hands, and his sharp nails shone coldly.

Ma Xiaoniu looked at the three of them, suddenly smiled, his figure suddenly rose, and he sat on top of the statue's head in an instant, and his legs swayed in front of the statue's face and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Phew! Boy, hurry up and get me down! ”

"You're looking for death!"

"Ahh The fish soul is angry, the fish soul is angry! ”

"Ask the Fish Soul God to kill this kid!"

"Damn!"

Seeing Ma Xiaoniu sitting on top of the god's head, the crowd was immediately excited, and even the people watching on the side had angry faces.

"Big brother! Let me meet this kid first! ”

The little man suddenly had a blue aura surging all over his body, a blue light flashed in his eyebrows, and a blue spike more than a foot long flew out in an instant, shooting directly at the horse and calf above the statue's head. Ma Xiaoniu slowly stretched out two fingers and snapped the spikes in his hands, and the blue spikes struggled violently, but could not leave the slightest.

The little man was suddenly anxious and shouted, "Boy, let go of my spirit pattern!" As he spoke, he leaped towards the horse calf, and at the same time screamed, and the spikes on his head flew out and stabbed at the horse calf. Ma Xiaoniu's eyes lit up, he smiled, and his figure shook outside the temple. The spikes turned a corner and followed, continuing to stab the horse calf. Ma Maverick came to be interested, with the blue spikes in his hands to resist back and forth, only to listen to the sound, radiant, Ma Maverick's body flying, jumping up and down, it looks as if being forced to run around by the spikes, in fact, Ma Maverick's heart is excited, playing high.

The narrow-faced voice next to the two-meter strong man was shrill and thin: "Big brother, how do I feel that this kid is playing?" ”

The strong man clasped his hands and looked cold: "Look again." ”

In the field, the dwarf was covered in blue aura, waving his hands, the spikes in the air flew up and down, vertical and horizontal, and the horse and calf writhed in it, seemingly dangerous, but always able to dodge just right.

"Boy, surrender quickly, I'll let you go, master, otherwise if you see it, this stinger in the sky will definitely pierce your intestines!"

"Hey, your stinger is really powerful, but it's too slow, how can you stand it?" The horse calf continued to writhe around the field, dodging the attacks of several spikes with each twist.

The little man's angry wah-wah yelled, the aura surged even more, the speed of the spikes soared, and the sound of swishing was endless.

After more than an hour, the little man was already sweating profusely, and his face was even more pale to bloodless, and many of the spikes flying in the sky had fallen to the ground, and only a few were barely trembling and fluttering.

"Okay, the third child is back." The strong man's face was serious, and he said loudly.

The little man let out a sigh, his spiritual power was withdrawn, and the spikes that had fallen all over the ground swished back to the dwarf's head. However, the dwarf's blue spirit pattern spike was still not caught in Ma Xiaoniu's hand, but at this time, the spirit pattern spike was no longer lustreless, and hung between Ma Xiaoniu's fingers like a dead fish.

"Little, small, boy, will, will me, will give me the spirit pattern, return, return, return!" The little man sat down on the ground, his chest rising and falling violently.

"Huh? How did you get tired of this urine? Little man, you're too weak! Ma Xiaoniu shook his head, raised his hand and threw it, and the noodle-like blue spirit pattern spikes flew into the dwarf's eyebrows. The little man let out a long breath, but he no longer had the strength to stand up, so he had to lie on the ground in a large shape, gasping and panting.

The strong man's eyes were cold: "You can tire my third brother like this, you do have some ability." However, the Fish Soul God is the patron saint of my Fish Soul City, and insulting the Fish Soul God is equivalent to insulting my Fish Soul people, although you have some ability, but I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this Fish Soul City. ”

Ma Xiaoniu laughed: "Insulting the Fish Soul God? Haha, if you want me to insult the Fish Soul God, he is not qualified enough! ”

"The kid is too rampant, let me meet you!" The narrow face on the side flew out, the sharp nails on his hands and feet cut a cold light in the air, Ma Xiaoniu turned around to dodge, but at this time, he saw that the nails on the narrow face hand suddenly flew out of his hand, shooting directly at Ma Xiaoniu's face, Ma Xiaoniu dodged again, and said with a smile: "Oops? This trick is unexpected, and it's good! ”

The nails that flew out folded back and grew back into the narrow-faced hands. The narrow face agitated spiritual power, and a blue light flew out from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a sharp cyan sharp nail. The fingernails stabbed at Ma Xiaoniu at great speed, and Ma Xiaoniu shook his head and shouted, "It's this kind of attack again, no!" Boring. After finishing speaking, a flying kick happened to kick on the cyan nail spirit pattern, only to hear a bang, the cyan nail spirit pattern burst, the narrow face turned white, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell to the ground. The little man was just exhausted of spiritual power and collapsed from exhaustion, but he didn't suffer any damage, but the narrow face was different, he was a spiritual creature that was exploded, and he was seriously injured immediately.

"Dick!" The strong man was finally moved, his face was furious, and he turned his head and rushed to the people who followed him: "Quickly find the snow god doctor to come and heal" After speaking, one jumped up, and suddenly changed his body shape in the air into a hairless, blood-red skin with vertical pupils wolf-shaped demon beast, the demon beast roared, and flew towards the horse calf.

"Good time!" The horse and the calf dodged, and one man and one beast came and went, fighting together. I saw the shadows of the two of them flying up and down, the wind was blowing in the field outside the temple, the green spiritual light kept flickering, and from time to time a long green whip suddenly appeared, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to fly.

The crowd outside the stadium kept applauding, but most of them cheered for the strong man. The two of them went back and forth, their bodies moved, and they fought for a full hundred rounds of victory and defeat. Of course, this is mainly because Ma Maverick doesn't want to, otherwise where would a hundred rounds be needed? A single thought can make a strong man go up in smoke.