The monk with a small mouth stared at Wen Leyang’s body and attacked like a ghost around him. Dozens of swords missed piercing the body, and his arms waved wide sleeves as if he were a big mussel. Suddenly, he shrank up and burst out of his body like a pressure cooker explosion. Dozens of masters of Wen and Luo were pushed to the sky like popcorn!
A slightly foul and evil atmosphere is soaring!
The four grandfathers of the Wen family were just about to leap with anger. Suddenly, a violent strong breeze blew from the side and violently swayed Wenleyang like a strange bird with its limbs wide open, and it slammed into the monk with a small mouth.
A monk with a small mouth and a shaky robe is like a bowling ball hitting checkers, and dozens of masters are flying all over the sky. Of course, Wen Leyang can’t let a few grandfathers take risks. Although his body is a little heavier than before, he should be fully prepared, but it doesn’t hinder his mobility. Holding the monk with his arms wide open is to play hardball and see if the monk’s pressure cooker explodes badly or his wrong fists are sharp.
The monk also jumped up to meet Wen Leyang, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips as if the sky were flying instead of an enemy but a meat bag.
The monk got into his arms, Wen Leyang exhaled desperately to tighten his chest and try to unload the impact force as much as possible. At the same time, his arms were folded and hundreds of keys shook together, including all kinds of poisonous power. Even if it’s an iron arhat, you have to hold it in a ball.
Unexpectedly, he was full of confidence and actually hugged.
Wenleyang felt that the monk’s big body shrank into a small ball and slipped out of his rib. At the same time, his thigh was cold and his mouth had already taken something from his trouser pocket.
Wenleyang frowsty growled a waist, a tight one and a loose one, turned a somersault in the middle, put his arms around his knees and made himself into a meatball, forcefully changed the body’s longitudinal jump direction, and rolled the meatball towards the front and smashed it.
The monk with a small mouth fell to the ground at the same time, showing his body full of excitement and joy, and ran away. Until then, the popcorn just fell to the ground, but it seemed that no one was injured. When he landed, he showed his posture firmly, and nothing happened except that his face was turned white with surprise.
Wen Leyang was afraid that the monk would hurt people again, and he was closely attached behind him. The dead font size, the hundred-footed insect and the six parents of the two places did not care about revealing their whereabouts. They all shouted and chased the small-mouthed monk, but in their view, the monk was like a breeze, and the roots twitched and left, and the ground temperature behind him could not be stopped. Leyang was like a subway pimple, and whoever accidentally touched it would be broken.
The raccoon dog was giggled by them, and suddenly he reached out and held Wen Leyang firmly. "Are you too stingy?"
Wen Leyang felt that a soft force swung himself up in an instant, and the huge inertia part was reduced like a bump into a cotton pile, and he had firmly stopped and asked in amazement, "What’s stingy?"
Monks see WenLeYang don’t chase also live in the footsteps of WenLuo two players surrounded him at daggers drawn.
At this time, all the people could see clearly that the monk was holding a carrot firmly in his hand and was greedy and sniffing hard in front of his nose.
Wenleyang felt his pocket before it was white. Just now, the monk with a small mouth stole a carrot from his pocket, and he was surprised and in distress situation.
Small-mouthed monks don’t care if others gradually enlarge their pupils and lift carrots, so they put them in their mouths, and suddenly their teeth popped out and bit them.
The carrot has reached the hand of the raccoon dog, and the witch is looking at it again and again and asking Wen Leyang, "Is it really so delicious?" She has been hiding in a cave for two thousand years, waiting for Tuoxie to come back. She didn’t know carrots. Although she watched Wenleyang eat them yesterday, she always cared too much at that time.
Everyone was frightened to disgrace again, including the monk with a small mouth. No one expected such a delicate young woman to have such a skill. Wen Leyang nodded with a normal expression. "It’s delicious." Even the raccoon dog robbed the old monk dopod, let alone the carrot of the monk with a small mouth.
Ka-ha, crunchy, shellfish-like white teeth, carefully biting a small piece of carrot tip.
The monk with a small mouth bowed up and rolled his Adam’s apple, his eyes were red, and he stared at the witch’s hand and tried to pounce, but he was afraid to chew a few big brows. "It tastes terrible!" Waving his hand and throwing carrots to the ground, he stamped a few feet without feeling avenged.
The monk with a small mouth turned pale with love. Wenleyang quickly took out another one from another pocket and threw it far to him. The monk’s face lit up and he was just about to pick it up. Suddenly, his body trembled for a few times and he didn’t move. He fell to the ground with carrots.
The more bright the raccoon dog’s eyes are
Wenleyang was wondering when a faint sigh floated up with the night wind, and two monks, an old man and a young man, appeared at the end of the line of sight but came to everyone in a few steps.
In addition to being older, the old monk seems to be buttoned out in the same mold as the small-mouthed monk. His eyes are heavy and his nose is high. He has a red toot, and the small-mouthed monk Wen Leyang knows little stuttering.
Grandpa hummed a dead font, and the other three grandfathers suddenly dispersed, hiding their hands in their cuffs and snapping their fingers quickly.
The young monk exclaimed in a hurry. He took out a hanging bead from his arms and hung it on his neck. At the same time, several parents of the Wen family changed their faces. They just started to be poisonous in the past. As the young monk brought beads, they actually stagnated.
The old monk looked at the carrot with a look of regret, then put out a finger and knocked at the monk’s bald head. "Fool, fool, you have nothing to do for so many years. Why can’t you change your previous problems!"
The raccoon dog giggled from the side. "It’s the root …" He asked and looked at Wenleyang.
Wenleyang quickly showed "carrots" from the side.
"It’s just a carrot. If you eat it, you eat it."
The old monk shook his head in a serious way, and his mouth was full of enthusiasm. "If you can’t eat or eat, you should forget all your preferences, otherwise you will seduce sex all the time and you won’t be able to repair your heart, let alone your days."
The raccoon dog is also a good temper, and still cheerfully refutes that "you will forget yourself sooner or later."
When the old monk spoke, his eyes didn’t leave the ground. "You don’t understand, you don’t understand, we are no better than others who can’t forget ourselves …"
The raccoon dog smiled freely before he finished. "What do you forget about yourself? It’s better to be a mountain hare than to be someone else … carrots are a joy! "
The old monk suddenly turned his eyes from carrots to raccoons, and a layer of murder flashed through his eyes.
The raccoon dog has been laughing all the time, but after seeing the old monk’s eyes, he immediately put away his smiling face and glared back. "Look at me again, it’s time to buckle your eyes!" "
Sister civet is not happy.
Sexual arrogance is condensed in the air like a number of steel needles stabbing in front of them. Wen Leyang’s pores are tightly closed and his steps are staggered in front of four grandfathers.
The four old men looked at each other inexplicably and they didn’t feel anything.
The young monk with a small mouth panicked and jumped behind the old monk, showing half his head carefully and looking at the raccoon dog in fear.
Chapter 47 Rabbit demon
The old monk looked at the raccoon dog’s face and gradually showed a surprised expression. The mouth grew bigger and bigger. At last, the murder in his eyes was completely annihilated by surprise. He reached out and slapped his hand on his forehead. "Come out?" Come out? Is it … is it you? The cat … the fairy! "
The raccoon dog stared at the monk in a murderous manner without moving his face.
The old monk now has no way to be a monk. He smiles and smiles. "Don’t stare. Don’t stare. It’s not that I didn’t recognize you. Otherwise, the monk wouldn’t dare to talk to you. You finally came out the other day. I was afraid that those magic pups would disturb you and sent disciples to seal the mountain. I really fought a few hard battles with those ungrateful monsters." The old monk showed his skill to curry favor with the raccoon dog.
Wen Leyang was shocked. The old monk actually knew the raccoon dog. The raccoon dog has been hiding in the cave for more than 2,000 years and has never seen an outsider. Is the old monk also an old monster over 2,000 years old? The soles of the feet staggered a few steps close to the witch and asked, "Do you know him?"
The appearance of raccoon dogs and old monks is definitely a challenge to the coding rules of ID cards in China.
The witch’s attitude towards Wenleyang is very different from others. In her heart, she has taken him as a person who is inclined to take care of Wenleyang’s arm and smiled kindly. "I don’t know what year it was when you came in. A rabbit suddenly fell from a cliff outside the hole. If I didn’t look at it before, I would have killed it directly, but I was injured just thinking that he had spoken to me, and I was always happy for a moment, so I introduced it into the hole by magic."
Others can’t hear what the raccoon dog is saying, but they can see the raccoon dog’s mouth moving without making a sound.
"This rabbit is not ordinary. It just ate a shaped Polygonatum sibiricum and was chased by a serpent. It slipped and fell off a cliff. It was so lucky that he left a path and broke his legs."
The raccoon dog looked at Wen Leyang stupidly and reached out and gave him a chestnut. He continued with a smile, "Like him, they are all stupid! The rabbit ate a thousand-year-old Polygonatum and twisted the cliff. I chatted and helped to fix the leg bones for a few days. I gave him a fairy base and threw him back to the cliff after he was injured. I didn’t expect that he really cultivated a virtue after so many years. "
Wen Leyang, a small mouth and carrot, is finally associated with the rabbit. Looking at the old monk’s mouth, I don’t know what to say, such as fixing the truth, flying swords, attracting Tianwei, awakening the terrain, and adding a nerve line of Wen Leyang, a young aunt who is over two thousand years old, has been honed by many recent experiences. Many events that are about to give birth to rabbits and become sperm have once again subverted his world view.
WenLeYang stretched out his hand and pointed to the old monk "is … him? How do you recognize it? "
The old monk couldn’t hear the raccoon dog talking to Wenleyang, bowing and laughing.
The raccoon knows that Wen Leyang doesn’t know anything, and his noble and pretty face is not impatient. "How can I not recognize his fairy base?"
Wen Leyang suddenly thought of a question and continued to be dumbfounded. "So these monks are …"
Giggling, the raccoon dog spat, "There aren’t so many geniuses, just the two of them!" Said the fingers stretched out in two small mouth monk forehead virtual point two didn’t mean to stutter.
When the old rabbit monk saw the raccoon dog pointing at him, he suddenly remembered something. He turned back to the bald head of the monk with a small mouth hiding behind him and said, "kowtow quickly and meet your grandparent!"