At this moment, you don't have to think about it to know that you must have been deceived by the owner of that big mouth!

The power of cultivation surrounded the surroundings, and a faint light immediately appeared, and Zhou Lin saw the surrounding scene clearly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The peristaltic intestinal wall, the transparent red blood vessels!

This Nima is really swallowed!

"It seems that this is a huge demon beast, and the strength of the body should not be very strong, but the strength is not the strength, but the illusion that can confuse thousands of people!"

Through illusion, lure all your prey into your belly!

Zhou Lin just thought about it briefly and understood everything.

In that case, it's easy to do, sir, I have a flying sword in my left hand and a pistol in my right hand...... You've got to get a hole in your belly!

But just when everything Zhou Lin thought was perfect, a liquid full of sour smell flowed under his feet.

This sour smell is rich and extremely pungent!

What Zhou Lin didn't expect was that the moment the liquid flowed under his feet, his body balance disappeared instantly, and he fell into the sour water with a snap!

For a while, Zhou Lin's face turned completely green!

"I ...... Rub!!"

The sound echoed all around, like an elongated chord, fading away.

……

"Little junior brother...... Wake up...... Little junior brother!"

Zhou Lin slowly opened his eyes.

Hey......

What is the situation with this Nima!

How did Ma Xiaohe come out!

Rubbing his very sore forehead, Zhou Lin felt more and more that he had a dream! There were many ...... in the dream Lots of spirit stones!

"Ma Xiaohe, why are you ......?"

Ma Xiaohe smiled gently, and said slowly: "Little junior brother, you scared me to death! What do you say has happened to you lately? Your physical condition is getting worse and worse!"

"I've only been practicing for a long time, and I can't bear it!"

Practice? When did I practice, sir?

Looking at the dementia on Zhou Lin's expression, Ma Xiaohe laughed again, showing intimacy in his expression.

Looking straight at Zhou Lin is...... Good raw ...... Not used to it!

"Uh...... That senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Xiaohe shook his head with a wry smile at Zhou Lin, and said, "Okay...... All right...... Little junior brother, you are here again, you must be dreaming again!"

Zhou Lin frowned, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became!

"Master is coming in a while, do you remember what Master taught you yesterday? Beware of Master's assessment of you......"

Zhou Lin looked stunned, Master? Is that the master of the cheating father?

"Master is...... Elder Mo?"

Ma Xiaohe smiled bitterly again, reached out and patted Zhou Lin's head, and spoke.

"Little junior brother, it's not that senior brother said you, you've really been wrong lately, you've been talking nonsense, of course our master is Elder Mo?

Listening to Ma Xiaohe's response, Zhou Lin's face turned dark, I'll wipe it! What is the situation, is it dreaming now, or is it ...... I was dreaming before!

Just as Zhou Lin was thinking, Ma Xiaohe stood up violently and spoke hurriedly.

"Little junior brother, get up quickly, Master is here!"

Zhou Lin sighed, why is there such a mess in his memory!

In desperation, he could only get up immediately and stand by Ma Xiaohe's side.

At this moment, Zhou Lin had the time to check the surrounding scenery, it didn't matter, Zhou Lin's mind became chaotic again.

Because this is Elder Mo's courtyard, which is full of flowers and plants, round platforms, stone tables and chairs, snow-white rice paper, and crystal clear ink ......

Something is wrong!

What the hell is wrong......

Zhou Lin was shouting in his heart, his brain was in chaos, and he couldn't figure out where it was true and where it was false!

Elder Mo walked slowly with his hands behind his back, with a bookish and ink breath and a gentle and elegant demeanor, as he walked, like dancing pen and ink.

Looking at Elder Mo who was getting closer and closer, Ma Xiaohe secretly patted Zhou Lin and bowed to Elder Mo.

"Disciple Ma Xiaohe, meet Master!"

Zhou Lin was stunned for a moment, and quickly learned from Ma Xiaohe's appearance, and bowed to Elder Mo.

"Disciple Zhou Lin, meet Master!"

Elder Mo glanced up at the sun in the sky that had not yet completely risen, smiled kindly, and spoke slowly.

"You two brothers are good today, it seems that you have practiced the boxing techniques taught you yesterday?"

Ma Xiaohe responded respectfully: "Back to the master, the disciple is dull and has not yet fully comprehended. ”

Elder Mo looked in Zhou Lin's direction again, and asked, "That's the little one?"

Zhou Lin was stunned, boxing skills, master, my mind is full of chaos now, there are all kinds of flavors, but there is no boxing method you said!

"Back to Master, the disciple is also dull and has not yet fully comprehended. ”

Elder Mo sighed, walked slowly to the stone table, reached out and picked up the paintbrush on the table, and landed on the rice paper.

"You two come here......"

When Ma Xiaohe saw his master's actions, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly ran over, while constantly urging Zhou Lin.

"Quick, quick, little junior brother, Master is going to show his hand again!"

Zhou Lin watched Elder Mo's actions, and a familiar feeling came to his mind.

If I'm not mistaken, sir, this is going to start falsify......ing! The painting will be sent to the Integrity Gambling House, to ...... Deceitful!

But even so, Zhou Lin's brows wrinkled tighter!

Everything here is so familiar, everyone is so familiar, but although the scene is the same, it's just the people here......

Ma Xiaohe seems to have become a lot more normal, and Master has become more like a Master!

He was curious to know, how would things develop?

So, he immediately came to the Master's side.

"You two are optimistic about ......"

With one stroke, the thick ink is swept across the rice paper along the tip of the pen, and the thick ink is like a peak!

Zhou Lin's expression tightened!

The next moment, the ink on the strokes rushed in all directions like a river bursting its banks.

But the peak on that stroke, the sword is still sharp!

"You ...... Do you understand?"

Elder Mo put down the brush and said with a kind smile.

Ma Xiaohe smiled gently, clasped his hands into fists, and said: "Rigidity contains softness, softness contains rigidity, one punch out! It seems to be soft, but it is actually full of masculinity!"

"Unpretentious, one punch goes straight to the target! One punch contains killing intent, contains randomness! This is the so-called killing punch!"

Listening to Ma Xiaohe's explanation, Zhou Lin was completely stunned!

Is this still the senior brother Ma Xiaohe in my impression?

Is this still the master in my impression, Elder Mo?

When will they spend time on boxing, and they will still discuss it! Something is wrong......

Just as Zhou Lin was thinking, Elder Mo turned his head and asked.

"Zhou Lin, what do you think?"

Zhou Lin was stunned, it's a dog, is this world messed up, or is my heart messed up!

A gust of wind blew, and the wind was a little astringent, a little ...... Sour......