The little Taoist priest urged on the side: "City Lord, there are still two breaths, otherwise you will miss that good time, and I am afraid that the result will not be good." ”

The city lord stretched out his palm, and his five fingers tightly clasped the small and delicate human figure in the crystal, and the human figure trembled, making the temperature of his palm instantly lower to the point that it was difficult for his fingers to move, and he picked up the white knife in one hand in his right hand, and hesitated for a long time.

Until he lost sensation in his left arm, he gritted his teeth, "This...... What's going on?"

But the next moment, he put down the white knife, and with it, his other arm was cut off.

"Ah......h

His eyes were bloodshot, and this scene made the little Taoist priest who was still taking some time for him stunned, wanting to scold this city lord for being an idiot.

The little Taoist priest was hated by him and said, "Didn't you say that the jade turned by this bamboo mother is very docile and will not have any sting?"

"I'm talking about jade, not this crystal. The little Taoist's face stiffened, this knife went down, it was indeed a little too ruthless, but the bamboo mother should become an indestructible jade at this time, and it would not collide with any object, until a light from the sky came, and the little Taoist smiled slightly.

"That's it. ”

The king of the mountain, who has been frank all his life, seems to have been deceived by a little Taoist priest, and in his heart, he is a little embarrassed. The fallen arm, dripping with thick blood, was thrown back to the shelf. He turned around and picked up the hedrons, and this sudden sour refreshment made the city lord feel comfortable.

The little Taoist priest urged on the side: "There is still a breath, time waits for no one." ”

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he pulled out the hedrons. But the arm in it, still showing between the fingers, is frozen in the hedrons.

His arm melted along the edge of the hedron, swallowed a small piece, he grew another arm, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he took a bite into his mouth, clicking, listening to the small eyes in the bamboo behind him, silently revealing a sad look, "The bamboo mother was eaten, the bamboo mother was really eaten." ”

"How could the bamboo mother have such a way of dying, it's too cruel. ”

They couldn't help but hug each other, and fell together faintly, looking at the little Taoist priest who was still waiting for the results, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of unhappiness, and he didn't see the spar completely turned into jade, "Is it all an illusion in my memory? Or has this bamboo mother adapted to today's environment?"

He went to an unknown place, the yellow leaves that were still falling under the tree fell a few leaves on his black hair, he patted it, and when he looked up, he couldn't see where the city lord was, he shook his head, "City lord, what about you, if you don't believe me, I'm afraid your life won't last long." ”

Several pairs of big eyes glared at him, and under his nose came a young man with a short sword in his hand, and an old man with a long sword.

Under the aura of this long sword, the storyteller's long hair fluttered, and his trousers were slightly rolled up, as if they did not leave a trace of dust. The dew was frozen into ice by the breath of the crystal, and the eyes of the trees widened as they saw that the three of them were about to stand together.

The storyteller held the sword in his right hand and passed directly past the little Taoist, who said, "Fellow Daoist, please stay." ”

The Manzhu Sawa flower in the hands of the little Taoist priest who was still in the same place twisted his head and paused at Li Shuishan. He looked through it from head to end with his eyes wide open, and he couldn't see why. With a pat of the flower head, the flower continued to point to Li Shuishan after rotating for a week.

"Are you pure? What's wrong with this Manju Sahua?"

"I'm human. ”

He was puzzled, could this Manzhu Shahua be frightened, and said to the storyteller: "Fellow Daoist, could it be that he is here to kill the city lord?"

The storyteller touched his face, "How do you know?"

"Because you and Xiaoyou are holding sharp weapons in your hands, if you say that you are dancing a sword in front of me, I will not believe it. Kill, I believed. Li Shuishan had seen so many people talking to him, let him kill someone by himself, and with this short sword, he was a little scared.

"I don't dare to kill!"

The storyteller was right the first time, he is a timid person, if he wants to become a qualified Taoist, kill those who should be killed, and save those who should survive.

......

Xiao Daoren was puzzled by the cold wind left behind by the two of them, and he could no longer see the figure of the city lord when he turned around, "Where did this go?" ”

"If you don't kill people, then it's not interesting to hold a sword. ”

He had some small calculations in his heart, and after waiting for a while, the city lord changed his face, walked up to the little Taoist, and said, "Are you calculating me?"

When the little Taoist priest was asked like this, he felt a little empty in his heart, "No, how could I, as a Taoist holding Manzhu Sahua, do such a despicable villain's thing." ”

"Then you, Manju Sawa give it to me. ”

The little Taoist priest held the flower stem in his hand, "This ...... Something is wrong. ”

"I've already got the jade, and you still haven't given it to me, when will I keep that promise?"

The city lord's face was not very good-looking, and as Manro Cinnabar turned around and climbed onto the frame, those people had long been hiding behind the grass hut on the side, and looked at it from time to time. If it weren't for the fact that they didn't need to be involved in this kind of scene, they would have wanted to kill them all.

The little Taoist priest was a little angry.

The storyteller behind him shook his head and ran back, saw the city lord who had just left, and said, "Why didn't you stop him?"

The little Taoist priest shook his head, his eyes flashed with white light, and he patted his head before he remembered, "Illusion, this is actually an illusion." When did this old man learn so shrewdly, and he also knew an extremely difficult technique, and regretted it. ”

He wept with a sad face.

Li Shuishan and the storyteller looked sluggish, but they saw that the little Taoist priest was not a good person, and asked, "Dare to ask, Daoist Daoist number?"

The little Taoist said, "Reincarnated Taoist." ”

"Reincarnated Daoist?" Li Shuishan looked at the palm that still had the remaining dew, and then looked at this ten-year-old child, whether he looked like a veteran in the city, or whether he had erased the purity of his heart after he was reincarnated, and heard the little Taoist priest ask, "Dare to ask Dao Youdao?"

Li Shuishan smiled, "Xiangshan Daoist." ”

The storyteller didn't look at Li Shuishan, and ran to the city with him.

......

City.

As the city lord went crazy this time and commanded a few big men who were carrying him, the big man was wrapped in clothes on his body, and in this cold weather, he actually felt a little tired and sweaty, and more than a little.

They had just taken a few steps to carry the city lord, and they could no longer lift their feet, and a group of guests in the city looked up at the appearance of the city lord, who looked mediocre, except for a little more coldness, that is, it did not hinder others from walking.

The city lord said to go, and only a few big men who carried the shelves could walk, and if they didn't go, they could only sweat on the ground.

"You are really weak. ”

A group of young men who were watching the play on the side commented on the Lian family who had followed the city lord for so many years, saying that these big men turned a blind eye, but it was difficult to say less to the public, and the city lord said: "If any of you can carry me into the mansion, I can let his family not pay taxes for ten years." ”

"Ten years of taxes?"

The first thing I was tempted by was a pair of big men carrying food at the mouth of the alley, he took off his clothes, and for the first time exposed his hard chest in front of everyone, causing those little women to cover their faces, and some only showed two gaps from their fingertips, and looked at them a few times.

The little barbarian said proudly, as if he had noticed something unusual. But for this big man who was determined to go up and try the water, after that, he put the shelf on his shoulder, not to mention a hundred catties, and ate so much food, but he couldn't move the city lord on the shelf.

"No, it shouldn't be. Surprised, he walked down.

The big men in those mansions were called over by the city lord, but no one was willing to go up with him.

The storyteller looked at the city lord's face through the crowd and put his sword behind him, "I'll try." ”

He walked over on foot, but as he walked to the side of the shelf, he smiled at the castle lord and lifted the shelf with one hand.

"Lift the shelf, lift the shelf. A boy, two babies, with a mistress to get married. The storyteller sang such a coquettish song in his mouth, but quietly said to the city lord: "I have worked so hard to find you. ”

followed by Li Shuishan, who ran up, and went straight to the city.