"Big brother, are you leaving?"

"You removed the killing move at the door, we have something to discuss. ”

"Brother, which sect are you from?"

......

It's a broken mouth!

Mao Zhenhuang stared at the time of a stick of incense at the mouth of the mountain, and this person's mouth never stopped.

The only difference with his butterfly-tailed Longqing who spit bubbles at the mouth of the mountain crack is that the person is very smart, but the fairy animal is a second-class goods, the master is so eager, the black and white butterfly-tailed Longqing in front of him has a belly that doesn't stand up, as if he didn't hear it.

"Isn't your big goldfish a little stupid?" Mao Zhenhuang didn't go out, and roared at the mouth of the mountain.

He was a little unsure of the temperament of this butterfly-tailed dragon Qing, but beasts were much more fierce than humans.

"Hah, big brother, you haven't left, it's good if you haven't left, it's good if you haven't left!" An excited roar came from the crack in the mountain, and anxiety instantly turned into eagerness, as if seeing the "hope" of life.

"I ask you if that black-and-white goldfish is stupid?"

Mao Zhenhuang yelled at him again, who cares about your life or death, he only cares about whether the butterfly-tailed Long Qing is playing with a pig and eating a tiger, and he will turn around and kill something while he is not paying attention.

"Big brother, are you talking about my caramel?"

"If your foal is black and white, I should be right. Mao Zhenhuang stared at the butterfly tail Longqing, and said a yin and yang strange sentence at the mouth of the mountain crack.

Bad luck!

After catching fish for such a day, where would you have thought that the fish was not caught today, and let the fish be teased.

A helpless voice came from the crack in the mountain and said, "My crook is a little old, his eyes are a little flowery, and his ears are a little back. ”

"Stole?" Mao Zhenhuang listened to the other party's tone and said to him playfully.

He was very sure that this butterfly-tailed dragon with black and white flowers was not dazzling, but deliberate!

The big pupils that glanced into the mouth of the mountain from time to time said everything, and it seemed that with every impatient roar of the person inside, the bubbles spit out more and more cheerfully.

"My family's squirrel, what to talk about. ”

"Do you bite or not?" Mao Zhenhuang snorted after listening to the other party's words, and then jumped out of the dark place where he was staying.

This is a "fat sheep"!

It's especially good at smoothing out the wool.

He was going to leave, but being teased like this, Mao Zhenhuang felt that he should be teased back, which was the least.

"Don't talk about biting, don't even care about people!"

The mouth was full of resentment, but Mao Zhenhuang didn't sound like a lie.

Because he jumped out with the crown in his hand, he took ten steps towards the butterfly-tailed dragon qing, and the black and white flower just glanced back at him, and then turned to the mouth of the mountain and then went to spit bubbles.

It's an interesting fish!

It seems to have a deep grudge with the broken mouth in the mouth of the mountain.

"You're from Longmen?"

Mao Zhenhuang didn't dare to go any further, and stopped a foot away from this butterfly-tailed dragon.

In fact, this distance is already very dangerous under normal circumstances, but Mao Zhenhuang feels that this immortal beast does not seem to be in his ambition.

"Yes, yes, my name is Fu Lei, dare to ask which sect my brother is from?"

"What does Chun Yuzi really have to do with you?" Mao Zhenhuang heard his surname Fu, frowned and asked him.

The surname Longmen ..... How to say it!

This person is estimated to be unable to slaughter, who knows what this thing has to do with Wang Daoning's ugly daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door.

Distant relatives are inevitable, and in-laws are possible.

"That's the master! dare to ask, but the king of the Guanlou Sect is surnamed brother?"

"Your grandfather?"

Mao Zhenhuang listened to the soothing atmosphere in the mouth of the mountain crack, and his expression of disbelief was unbelievable.

If the other party's words are true, they will slaughter a fart!

"Exactly, do you want to see the Fu family's heirloom ring?"

"Don't look at it! I ask you, do you bite this fish?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the butterfly-tailed dragon who was still spitting out big bubbles, and he was afraid that this fairy beast would look back and give him a big spirit bubble.

"Brother Wang, you're scared of me, I, Fu Lei, thought that my life was over, it's okay! ”

"That's good, that's good!"

Mao Zhenhuang said a few words with a smile, and then cautiously rubbed forward half a foot away.

That's just the right distance!

Don't delay anything, if there is danger, you can leave him time to react.

"Brother Wang, let me out, I look at the three blue talismans at your door, but I'm a little fishing. ”

"Want to figure it out?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the butterfly-tailed Long Qing and ignored him, and his eyes turned to the mouth of the mountain and said.

"Huh! What?"

"It's nothing, I asked you how much Xuanjing you dug up! My harvest in the past few days is not very good, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to have such thoughts, sorry Brother Fu Lei. ”

"It's not much, it's only one or two thousand, why are you asking this?"

Fu Lei, who looked at the three blue "sharp arrows" pressed at the mouth of the mountain crack, seemed to feel that something was wrong, and asked Mao Zhenhuang.

"Don't do anything! One or twenty thousand is a little less, but I don't mind, throw it out of the hole. ”

Relatives to relatives, but not to delay the harvest!

"Aren't you from the Wang family?" Fu Lei said coldly towards the outside of the cave.

"Hehe~~ It's not important, is it? at least you can survive!"

Mao Zhenhuang smiled cheaply at the mouth of the mountain, you are a relative of Wang Daoning, not a relative of Mao Zhenhuang, and not taking your life is already a big face for the Longmen Fu family.

"Brother, I am Zhuji, you are the destiny of heaven!"

Fu Lei relieved the weather for a while, and frowned his eyelids and said to the dead fat man outside the door.

"Tsk~~ Wise eyes! I write back this time that you are the grandson of Chun Yuzi Zhenren. ”

He said how could the other party know that there was a killing move at the door, and the other party didn't find the three blue talismans under the black ash at all, but saw through the illusion and saw his figure hiding in the dark first.

"Are you sure you can kill me?"

"Take it and try it!"

Mao Zhenhuang pulled out four broken Xuanjing Lushi cards from the wine gourd and shook them at the crack in the mountain, he was sure that the other party would see it clearly.

Fu Lei really saw it very clearly.

Not only did he see the four Tianqing Sect monks, but he also saw that one of them was Zuo Chong!

And who is Zuo Chong?

One of the three adopted sons of Lady Zuo Zhaoling, the sect leader of the Tianqing Sect!

The cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, but his ability is definitely not bad.

But who would have believed that such a cultivator would actually die at the hands of a Heavenly Mandate?

Fu Lei was silent, because he knew that the Xuanjing Lushi card could not be faked, and looking at the three blue talismans under the black and gray at the door, he had no courage to step forward.

After all, he knew that he was inferior to Zuo Chong.

"People~ When there is only a fifty percent success rate for one thing, they will be entangled, and they will sway, but the final result is usually placed on the side of the demon, are you Fu Lei sure that you can add your fat fish?"

Listening to the silence inside, Mao Zhenhuang didn't know what his little kid was thinking, so he directly pulled out the two purple talismans from the wine gourd and shook them at the mouth of the mountain crack.

This is a man of guts!

But he seems to have picked the wrong partner.

After all, the stolen butterfly-tailed dragon is not as easy as his own.

"Here you go! I hope what you say is what you do. ”

Fu Lei gritted his teeth at Mao Zhenhuang, and had no choice but to throw out the Sumeru ring on his hand.

He could clearly see the two purple talismans in the other party's hand, which were the same as the three blue talismans under the black and gray edicts on the ground, both of which were the word "knife".

However, he doesn't hate Mao Zhenhuang, and the object of his teeth is his own black and white flower!

If his sister, a brute, had been a little more friendly to him, he wouldn't have let Fu Lei fall into this looted field.

"Haha~~~ Know the current affairs!"

Mao Zhenhuang grabbed the Sumeru ring that he threw out, and after his divine sense swept it inside, he laughed loudly.

"Can you let me out?"

Fu Lei, who swallowed his anger, felt depressed for a while, and after digging so many Xuanjing, he didn't laugh at half of the incense and entered other people's pockets, and now he wanted to stew the fish outside.

"What's the hurry! I said brother, you are not sincere, which monk in the Great Foundation Building Period doesn't bring anything when he goes out, just bring an empty Sumeru ring?" Mao Zhenhuang snorted coldly at the mouth of the mountain crack, this thing is fooling him!

And this fat sheep is not just a little bit of Xuanjing in his pocket.

"Don't get an inch!"

Fu Lei roared fiercely at Mao Zhenhuang, he had never been aggrieved today after living so much.

"Yo! What can you do?"

Mao Zhenhuang shook the two pieces of purple rune paper in his hand and said to Fu Lei cheaply.

Don't rob a rich man like you, if you want connections but no connections, if you want Xuanjing without Xuanjing, if you want an opportunity without a chance, he Mao Zhenhuang relied on Mao to enter Huayang Tianzong!

God has closed his eyes to him for twenty-eight years, and now he has finally opened a gap for him, if he doesn't climb up the pole, how can he regret the medicine afterwards.

Not to mention that Ya is Wang Daoning's future relative, and it is not, as long as it is a foundation builder, Mao Zhenhuang will be able to rob anyone if he meets him.

Besides, he was already very merciful, and it was estimated that Fu Lei's broken mouth would have died a long time ago.

"Here you go!"

Fu Lei was instigated, he really couldn't do anything to the other party.

But he just didn't know where the Guanlou Sect had such a Heavenly Mandate to kill a monk who could build a foundation, and he was not an ordinary strong, even Zuo Chong could slaughter a Heavenly Mandate monk.

"I like you!haha~~" Mao Zhenhuang's divine sense swept away the new Sumeru ring and laughed wildly.

There are three or two robes in the inner door of the dragon gate, more than a dozen bottles of bottles and cans, and the most important thing is that there are 10,000 Xuanjing.

Looking at this small pile of Xuanyang Crystal, Mao Zhenhuang knew that this thing was lying to him and hiding his eyes, but he didn't care, it was all in his hands anyway.

And what he Mao Zhenhuang cares about is this pile of bottles and cans!

This is true love.

"Can you let me out this time?"

Fu Lei looked at Mao Zhenhuang's smiling face, and he was disgusted for a while.

How can there be such a slut in the world!

"I said Brother Fu, your heart is still insincere!"

After sweeping all the bottles and cans, Mao Zhenhuang sighed at the mouth of the mountain.