No. 17 no longer bothered with the monk, he silently recited the incantation, his arm waved violently, and his index finger was pointed at the mesh at first, and now at the pocket monk.

The flying net suddenly shone brightly, and the mesh turned into a cloud of smoke, which came in through the cracks in the trees and pounced on the pocket monk head-on.

The pocket monk was shocked and said, "Good boy, you really know how to play, Wu Na brother, can you stop this net?" ”

The pocket monk's body slipped, and his butt fell to the ground.

Inadvertently, the pocket monk let go of the pocket behind him.

The pocket rose in the air when it saw the wind, and instantly became the size of a grinding disc, and the pocket mouth was aimed at the flying net, like a monster with a wide open mouth.

The clouds of smoke from the flying net actually got into the pockets.

At this time, the pocket monk patted his buttocks and said to No. 17 with a smile: "You are really psychic in this net, you know that there are fish in the monk's pocket? No, it has found a few osmanthus fish in it, how about I find a chef to make stinky osmanthus fish for you?"

In fact, the mana of the flying net is not enough, just imagine that a fledgling person can block its fall with leaves, not to mention that it has to deal with the pocket monk of the old rivers and lakes?

When the pocket monk saw the flying net to deal with Ao Ye, he had already been prepared.

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But. The pocket monk's pocket mana is also limited, and he can't let go of his hand to load the flying net, in modern terms, it's just that the suction power is not enough.

As for Ao Ye being afraid of it, it is because "one thing descends one thing", Ao Ye's things in the water, it must be afraid of things like nets.

Dizi No. 17 was angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, and he said loudly: "You only care about the evil monk." He actually took my magic weapon, and return it quickly!"

After that, a bronze sword suddenly appeared in the right hand of No. 17, and he pulled a sword flower and stabbed at the monk.

The sword was full of energy, spitting out half a foot of light.

It can be seen that the number 17 of the ground word moved the real anger, and the first sword moved the real power.

The pocket monk changed his uninhibited expression, turned his pocket, and swung his sword.

The word No. 17 was changed to split, and only the monk's legs were taken.

The pocket monk did not dodge or dodge, and pushed the boat down the river, and the pocket collided with the sword.

Although the sword of the word No. 17 is not an ancient treasure, it is not inferior to the top ten famous swords.

The sword slammed into the pocket, and the pocket sank in, but the pocket remained intact.

The monk smiled: "Thank you for your mercy and keep me as a eater." Little brother, don't worry, I will keep a hand on you. ”

Although the number 17 is angry, it has always maintained its due calm.

He pinched a sword trick in his left hand, drew his sword with his right hand, took half a step forward, and slashed horizontally.

The pocket monk sucked his chest violently, and his chest was sunken in, and the recess could avoid the blade of the sword. The pocket in his hand waved towards the face door of No. 17.

The big pocket of the pocket monk smashed into a huge black hammer and smashed it into the word 17.

Dizi No. 17's figure is half spinning, his right hand is raised, and the sword changes his move halfway, picking it up to the pocket monk's left hand. shouted: "The monk let go." ”

The pocket monk held the pocket in his left hand, but the pocket in his hand had already been knocked out and could not be retracted.

You don't want a bag, you don't have a hand, you don't want a bag.

When it was too late, the pocket monk staggered back, but the pocket in his hand was taken off.

The ground character No. 17 was not powerful, and he drove straight in, and the sword conjured more than ten sword shadows, covering the whole body of the pocket monk.

Don't say that it is a human being, even if the iron-cast Arhat is next to his sword, it will add a few holes.

However......

The loose pocket suddenly flew up.

No. 17 and the black cat looked at the sky together. The cloth bag fluttered in the air, and a lot of black smoke poured out in an instant. The black smoke poured more and more, and soon enveloped the area. The ground word No. 17 and the black cat were caught off guard and were quickly overwhelmed by the black smoke.

It's like a cuttlefish in the sea releasing ink.

The black cat shouted hoarsely: "Ouch, it's not good, I'll take it, the monk is making it bad." ”

Ground 17 jumped to the side, trying to get rid of the black smoke.

The black smoke followed like a shadow, rising and falling with the word 17, tightly wrapping the word 17. No. 17 lost the trace of the pocket monk for a while, and gradually, no one was visible on the other side, and the black cat beside him disappeared.

Dizi No. 17 was alert, held his breath, and danced a sword impermeable to prevent the monk from sneaking up in the dark.

The Pocket Monk laughed and said, "This blind taste is pleasant, isn't it? Now hold your breath, as if it is a little late." ”

No. 17 didn't dare to answer, and he didn't know if the black smoke was poisonous. He continued to swing his sword, moving in one direction, trying to highlight the envelopment of black smoke.

At this time, the pocket monk jumped into the tree, lay on the big tree of the willow tree, and looked down at the number 17 and the black cat on the ground.

The pocket monk said: "Interesting and interesting, the blind cat touches the rat to death." ”

The black cat suddenly appeared as its deity, and a huge black cat appeared in the black smoke, and its two eyes glowed with green light.

The pocket monk said with a smile: "Black cat, black cat, what if you just show your original form? ”

As soon as the pocket monk beckoned, the pocket flew into his hand. He took the bottom corner of his pocket with both hands, shook it, and then recited a spell, and said to the black smoke: "Close!"

I saw the black smoke flowing backwards rapidly, swarming in, and merging into my pocket.

It turned out to be the size of the black smoke, and gradually there was only the place where the black cat and the ground word No. 17 stood.

The pocket monk said, "Don't be trapped in the beast, be careful of hurting yourself." ”

After the pocket monk finished speaking, he beckoned to the ground word No. 17 and the black cat, and said, "Come on!"

The black cat's deity also shrank, and the number 17 gradually became smaller, followed by the last wisp of black smoke, and was slowly sucked into that pocket.

The smoke fan is a lot more powerful than the net of No. 17 just now.

The pocket monk patted the bag and said, "Amitabha, blind cat and dead mouse, you two should stay inside, if you are bored, say hello to me?"

There was no echo in the bag, and it returned to its original appearance.

In fact, the word No. 17 and the black cat failed miserably, and the pocket monk used the word "skillful". Usually, No. 17 usually relies on the power of the Seven Star Inn, flying and domineering, even if some people look at him unpleasantly, they are also reluctant to swallow their anger, and few people dare to challenge the power of the inn. Therefore, Dizi No. 17 has very little real combat and lacks experience in facing the enemy.

In addition, he is the leader of the local brand, and he is originally a last-class warrior in the Seven Star Inn, and his status is slightly higher than that of those running halls.

The pocket monk's pocket mana is limited, and he must be close to it to be effective, and the pocket collects the flying net, and the two of them are both close to the unexpected blow.

After listening to the story of the Pocket Monk, I couldn't help but be curious.

He asked, "Master Pocket, how is the number 17 and the black cat now?"

The pocket monk smiled and said, "Brother, you are still a bodhisattva, it's okay, they are fine in their pockets." Ground word 17 is now dormant, black cat, right in front of your eyes. ”

I was confused by what the Pocket Monk said, scratched the back of my head and said, "Then who are you?"

The pocket monk said proudly: "I am naturally me." ”

If you say this, you don't say it.

"What about the black cat?" I asked, puzzled.

The pocket monk smiled: "Brother, are you confused? As far as you are concerned, are you Jiansheng or White Fox?"

The Pocket Monk paused and said, "Do you think I stole cat meat? I'm not interested in old cats." ”

It dawned on me and said, "I see, you possessed the black cat, I thought you had become it." t”

The pocket monk said: "The black cat is not an ordinary cat, it will not let people get on its body easily, it is I who temporarily sealed its mind with the 'soul sealing' needle in advance, and I successfully entered its body." ”

I smiled and said, "Li Dai Tao stiff, magpie nest dove Zhan." ”

The pocket monk laughed at himself: "It's the cat's body, I'll take it, hehe"

I said to myself: "It's a cat and a wolf." I suddenly had an idea, can I let the fox brother on my body run to the cat?

Seeing that I was silent, the Pocket Monk said, "Little brother, what do you want?

I ignored his teasing and said, "Master, I suddenly have an idea, can I let Big Brother Fox come out of me and attach it to this black cat?"