Long Xiaoxia's hand froze there, a little aggrieved, "Did I say something wrong......"

"Well, that's another sad story. Mu Yang sighed, "Promise me, even if my father is old, his hands are shaking, and he can't hold the bowl, don't give him a wooden bowl, okay?"

Long Xiaoxia nodded thoughtfully.

"Yangyang, what you said makes a little sense, do you really want them to come over?"

Mu Yang shook his head, "When I came out, I asked the three thousand to repair a lot of things, this is the foundation of our sect, and we will have to make a trademark to cover the pig's ass in the future." ”

"Let's go before dinner, the two pigs will be on the roof of the car, and we can swagger as much as we can." Mu Yang finished drinking the contents of the bowl and put down the bowl, and said one more sentence before leaving, "Don't want a wooden bowl." ”

"Oh......"

It was almost evening, and the Great Elder first went to the room to inspect the work, and before leaving, he went out with two carrots.

"Let's go. The Great Elder bit down half of it with a loud bang, the remaining half was stuffed into Mu Yang's mouth, and the other one pouted three petals and stuffed it to Su Zhen and them.

"Gone, old man. The Great Elder waved his hand at the old man of the doorman, took out the car from his socks, tied the pig cage to the roof of the car, and drove at full speed towards the place of the Seven Feelings Sect regardless of the loss.

When the old man heard the sound and ran out, he saw two shadows running out.

"Something 'whoosh'. The old man tiptoed over the two cars in the distance.

Mu Yang was in the dynasty during the day, and when those sects who wanted to rob pigs felt that they had been deceived by a grandson, Mu Yang set off again, so that he could avoid a lot of people.

"Big ...... Master, hmm, be steady, it's too shaky!"

"Dulu......" The Great Elder shook to overclocking like a broken TV, turned his head to identify Mu Yang, and then said to Mu Yang in the carriage.

"Oh, Master is right!" Mu Yang didn't understand anything, but he still gave the Great Elder a thumbs up.

"Whoa......"

The pig on the roof of the car shouted miserably, and Mu Yang had the heart to tie it to it as a horn.

But this car is really not good, three thousand is just three gold pills, and there is no money to buy a good car, this car is the difference between a mountain bike and a small yellow car.

When Mu Yang rode a small yellow car through the tunnel without pressing the brakes in his last life, he also felt the freedom of flying and the brilliant starlight.

In the midst of the crazy bumps, Mu Yang calmed down and felt something that he couldn't usually feel at all.

A small ball appeared in Muyang's dantian.

Now Muyang's eyes are a new world, and now Muyang can even stuff his hands into the wheels without hesitation.

It's not enough not to think so, but suddenly thinking about it, Mu Yang has a strong curiosity:

What does it feel like to put your hand in the wheel?

"Dulu......" The Great Elder glanced back at Mu Yang.

Mu Yang vaguely saw a look of surprise, but this turn also interrupted Mu Yang's desire to touch the wheels.

But there is one thing that everyone knows, and desire is gushing.

"It turns out that the Fifth Master usually feels like this......" Mu Yang's eyes rolled and he saw the back of the Great Elder's head.

"What would it be like to go up and give a slap?" Mu Yang had a thought in his mind.

Mu Yang sneaked over and followed the Great Elder to shake at a frequency.

"Huh?" the Great Elder turned his head and glanced at Mu Yang.

"Smack. ”

“......”

After this slap, the Great Elder understood everything.

"Why didn't you react, try another slap. Mu Yang moved his arm.

"Go back and sit down and eat some spiritual food. The Great Elder held the cart with both arms, and he couldn't get out for a while.

Mu Yang nodded, and his hand reached into his fishnet stockings.

"Oh, it's gone?"

......

"Master, do you say this is true or false?" a young man with a big sword pulled off the black mask on his face and asked the old man with a sword next to him.

The two of them were dressed in night clothes, all in pitch black, if it weren't for the golden golden sword they were carrying behind their backs, they really wouldn't be able to distinguish their identities.

"Here we are!" said the old man in a deep voice.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoa......"

"......" The young man had just put on the black mask when he felt something rush over, "Master, did two big black rats just run over?"

"Don't talk, chase after you!"

......

"Stop!"

Mu Yang was pondering whether to kick the Great Elder again, when two people with large turtle shells jumped out in front of the two cars, and these two people had a ribbon with two holes in their eyes.

The person who stopped Su Zhen was holding two Tang knives, and the person who stopped the Great Elder and Mu Yang was holding two iron forks in their hands.

The Grand Elder and Su Zhen stuck their feet out and plowed a long furrow in the ground before stopping the car.

Mu Yang got out of the car in a daze, turned a few corners, held the body of the turtle shell people, and spit out their shoes.

"You!"

The turtle shell man was furious, and was about to poke it with a fork, but the great elder hurriedly rushed over and grabbed the turtle shell man's hand, "It turns out to be a Taoist friend of the Xuanwu Sect." ”

"Leave ......," the Turtle Shell Man said indifferently.

"Hey, ten days later, the Seven Feelings Sect invited the Northern Wilderness Daoist friends to the Seven Feelings Sect for a banquet. The Great Elder threw a few winks very enthusiastically, "Think about it, two pigs, can one sect be saved? If you can't keep it, it's better for the world to eat together, right?"

The Great Elder was also secretly reminding him that two pigs could not be saved by relying on one sect.

When the turtle shell man thought about it, it seemed to make sense, but he covered up his identity, and if he left like this, wouldn't it be too shameless.

Mu Yang vomited the contents of his stomach, and eased up a lot, and when he looked up, he suddenly became happy.

"Hey, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!"

Mu Yang took two steps up and reached out to put his hand on the shoulder of the turtle shell man, "What about your two brothers?"

“......”

Two sword lights suddenly flashed behind several people, and two black-clothed people rushed over with golden swords.

"Leave the pig, I ......"

"Oops!" The Great Elder moved his footsteps and greeted him, "These two are Dao friends of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, my Seven Feelings Sect invites you to my Seven Feelings Sect for a banquet in ten days, you must come on time." ”

The identity is broken, and the two of them are not easy to do, so they are stunned now, and they are not going, nor are they not leaving.

Mu Yang swaggered over and reached out to touch the golden sword in their hands.

"Hey, is it real gold, are all your sects golden swords?" Mu Yang asked curiously.

The boy nodded, "Yes." ”

"Is there a silver sword?" Mu Yang said excitedly, "One gold and one silver are good." ”

"Think about it, your golden sword, your master's silver sword, how handsome is this?"

The young man thought carefully and nodded, "That makes sense, Master, you ...... silver."

"There's a fart. The old man glared at him.

The Great Elder waved his hand, "Okay, then let's go?" ”

Mu Yang looked left and right, and whispered to the young man, "Dude, I like your sword a lot, can I exchange this with you." ”

While the others weren't paying attention, Mu Yang took out half a plate of sour and hot shredded potatoes and stuffed them into his hands.

The boy was about to shake his head, but the aroma of sour and hot shredded potatoes entered the boy's nose, and the boy's stomach sent a longing need.

For a while, the ghost made a difference, and the young man secretly stuffed the golden sword into Mu Yang's fishnet stockings.

"Hey, hey, hey. The two men looked at each other and smiled.

"Gone, Yangyang. The Great Elder shouted.

Mu Yang and the boy waved their hands and got into the car.

The people on both sides watched in confusion as the two cars gradually accelerated away, and the two pigs on top began to howl.

"Where's your sword?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and even the saliva at the corner of his mouth froze.

"Well, Master, you can taste it, this is a potato, potatoes can be so delicious. The young man opened his mouth with a weak heart.

"I ask you, where's your sword?"

The boy silently put shredded potatoes into his sock, and then touched his head.

At the same time, Mu Yang also drew the golden sword.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

"I'll let you hehe!" the old man went to a mouth and knocked the boy down, and kicked him hard in the ass a few times.

"It's a fight, hey. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles moved forward.

Then the boss of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles took out a jade pendant from his arms, "Send a message to the third and fourth, and let the third and fourth come over to see." ”

......

"Hey, hey, hey, good sword, good sword. Mu Yang stroked the big golden sword in the car.

"Do you want to try it with a sword?" Mu Yang looked left and right, his gaze moving to the Great Elder's body.

"Yangyang, where did you get the sword?" The Great Elder inadvertently saw the sword in Mu Yang's hand, raised it slightly, and saw Mu Yang staring at his eyes, "Damn." ”

"Old five, you bastard! Go back and see if I don't kill you!"

......

"Sneeze ......"

The fifth elder touched the big bald head and rubbed his nose, "Which grandson scolded me?"

"Sanqian, I came to you this time because I think the two broken arms are not beautiful, do you see if you can do this, change the upper body to a woman's body......"

"......" Sanqian sighed, "Okay, don't wear clothes." ”

"Hey, hey, can you still wear clothes?" the fifth elder's eyes lit up, "No, you don't want to wear it." ”

"Don't you wear it up and down?"

"Hmm...... Wrap the lower body in a thin quilt so that it can be beautiful. ”

"Eh......" Sanqian sighed, "I don't want to live forever anymore, I just hope to live honestly for another forty years...... No, twenty years. ”

The five elders walked out of the hall with their heads touched, glanced into the distance, and sang a song that Mu Yang often sang.

"Dare to ask where the road is......! Next!"