Aha, His Highness is angry! Dou Wu and Luo Shan gloated and bared their teeth at the "long knife", responded with "yes" in unison, and retreated to the threshold.

The two of them first sat down comfortably with one left and one right, using the high threshold as a bench, and then, resting the weapons in their hands, holding their arms in both hands, and squinting their eyes, aiming at the "long knife".

The provocation is full of meaning.

Obviously, they did not believe what the "long knife" had just said.

Seeing this, the "long knife" sneered again: "Two fools!" I don't know where these two come out of so much faith every time!

Thinking of this, he finally glanced at the practitioner who was no taller than his thigh.

Is it the confidence that this little man gives them?

It's oily and smooth, and it's more tender than freshly steamed egg custard. There is a saying that there is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm. This time, the experienced ones are even more decent......

He didn't say anything, but the disdain and disappointment that was piled up on his huge face already showed his thoughts at this moment.

Shen Yun is not blind, he can see it really. Still, he didn't move.

Because Jinpa hasn't appeared yet. He didn't know what the next training task would be, so he didn't want to waste his energy.

"You're scared, Practitioner!" the "long knife" asked unpleasantly, furrowed his brow.

Shen Yun replied lightly: "No, you think too much. ”

"Then why are you standing there stupidly, like cutting wood?" the "long knife's" brow furrowed even tighter.

As a human puppet, he can't see people's thoughts, and can only judge them by their words and deeds, as well as their looks. Now, his judgment was that the practitioner was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. was broken by him, but he still had a hard mouth.

Dishonesty! He put another label on the practitioner in his heart.

The people he hates the most are those who are full of lies and dishonest.

Wiping his face, the disgust welling up on his face replaced the previous disdain and disappointment - the practitioners are not as good as one another, what hope is there for this day......

Shen Yun raised his eyebrows and pointed to the darkness above his head: "I'm waiting for this training mission." ”

The mouth of the "long knife" was already full of complaints, and it was suddenly blocked by this sentence.

Choked to death! The huge figure flickered, and he almost took a step back.

Fortunately, he immediately came back to his senses, stood firm, and rolled his eyes to look at the top of his head to hide his gaffe. The mouth is still unforgiving: "Hmph......!

At that moment, there was a "bang" in the darkness above them.

Instantly, a golden brocade fell down.

The "long knife" did not move.

Shen Yun raised the green frost, caught the Jinpa, and unfolded it.

As always, there is a line written on it: Convince this puppet in front of you to surrender to you.

Shen Yun took his eyes off the words, raised his head, and looked at the "long knife".

The "long knife" glared at him condescendingly. The eyes inlaid in the white jade were like dead fish eyes, and they didn't move. The mockery, distrust, ...... inside It simply can't be more.

Shen Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The "long knife" cannot be compared with Douwu and Luoshan. He has a memory. He recorded all the previous practitioners.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Since the "Long Knife" can become a human puppet, then his loyalty to the gods, the gods, and the young god lord is beyond doubt. It is certainly no less than Douwu and Luoshan. At the beginning, he must have been the same as Dou Wu and Luo Shan, looking forward to welcoming the practitioners who came into the door.

However, time and time again, he failed to wait for the Young God Lord.

That's why there is a "long knife" with this appearance.

Freezing three feet, not a day's cold. Not to mention the prejudice that has been precipitated over hundreds of thousands of years.

Shen Yun only felt that his mouth was more bitter than being stuffed with a handful of coptis: convincing him?

Dou Wu and Luo Shan could only see his back, but they both saw the ridicule on the face of the "long knife" very clearly, and they were a little anxious in their hearts, so they couldn't help but put their heads next to each other, and they gathered together to discuss in low voices:

"What is written in the decree of the priest?"

"How do I know? I don't know how to read...... Well, it's definitely not easy. Look, that guy's stinky face!"

"I think he's full!"

"How can you eat enough! He, like us, doesn't have a storage bag. All the belongings are the long knife...... Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"Brother Douwu, you say, will Lord Shaman really favor their Water Clan? He is only a third-class warrior, only one level higher than us, but his body size is so much larger than ours......"

In fact, the voices of the two of them are just what they think is small. Both Shen Yun and the "Long Knife" could hear it very clearly.

"Hey, what are you two talking nonsense about. The "long knife" was so angry that the horizontal flesh on his face shook and shook, and the long knife in his hand shook again loudly, "Which one is full? When did Lord Shaman favor our water tribe?"

Not to be outdone, Luo Shan stood up from the threshold and laughed proudly: "Haha, it's leaking!"

"What? What is the stuffing?" "Long Knife" was confused by him, a little blind, and for a moment, forgot about his anger.

Dou Wu was also confused, and looked up at Luoshan with his mouth open.

"You just said it yourself, Brother Dou Wu and I are the same word every time, and we haven't changed it to a new one, yes or no?" Luo Shan continued to speak loudly.

"Long Knife" nodded: "Yes, that's right, that's what I said." ”

"It's also your own words, I'm tired of hearing it for a long time, yes or no?"

"That's right. That's what it means. ”

"So, I'm just repeating what I said to the martial artist again, what are you angry about?" Luo Shan pointed at him with his finger, almost jumping up, "The only explanation is that you are lying! You, like us, only have thirty days of memory! Hmph, don't think that I don't know you if I haven't been to the Water Tribe." The people of your water tribe are not the same as our soil tribe, and few of them are literate. Every time you wrote down our words as they were, who are you fooling?"

Hearing this, Douwu suddenly realized "oh", gave a pair of thumbs up to Luoshan, and praised: "It makes sense!

Even Shen Yun was also amazed by this divine reasoning.

At the same time, I felt strange in my heart - this style of painting didn't seem right. In Niutouao Village, there is an old saying of "three women in one play". These three puppets got together, and they were also very lively, no less than one play.

Pressing the weirdness in his heart, he decided to listen to the play first.

The "long knife" recovered from his stunned and rolled his eyes—it was really terrifying, and he almost knocked off the eyeballs embedded in the white jade.

"It's true that I'm from the Water Tribe, but since I was ten years old, I was sent to the sacrificial temple by the tribe to follow the priest. Is there a problem with the shaman's teachings that taught me to read?"