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- The Persian cat also showed a row of white teeth.
It feels like he wishes his master would die soon!
Offend an expert.
It¡¯s simply a death wish!
At the same time, its heart was trembling wildly!
Is this what the boss does?
No need to take action at all, just use copybooks to kill people?
High, really high!
From now on, I must lick the boss well.
right!
Watch "On the Self-cultivation of Actors"!
The boss likes to create characters!
You must follow the character set by the boss!
at the same time.
It's a thousand meters away from here.
Yao Cai and Luo Qiu Shuang stood on the white crane and rushed towards this side anxiously.
When I learned that the immortal had been killed by the boss¡¯s copybook, my heart trembled.
"Master, how high is that expert's cultivation?" Luo Qiu Shuang's heart trembled.
"how could I know!"
Yao Cai smiled bitterly.
How can he see through the cultivation level of such a big boss?
Why!
Poor, weak, helpless!
¡¡
At this moment, Baidulou.
I just heard the fat man who called himself Feng Chu say: "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a person in the mountain! Besides this person, there is another person"
Mo Fan was stunned, are you sure you are telling a story?
What¡¯s even stranger is that both the mortals and monks below are listening to it with gusto.
Impressed!
I¡¯m really convinced!
Zhuang Yuan kept winking, telling the fat man to get down quickly!
Qingqing and Longer looked at the fat man who was talking excitedly, and kept shouting in their hearts: "Retarded, retarded! What a retarded person! Still a fat retarded person!"
They have seen mentally retarded people, but they have never seen anyone as mentally retarded as Fatty!
After the fat man finished speaking, he took a drink of water.
Then he walked on very confidently.
Next, it¡¯s Mo Fan¡¯s turn to tell stories.
"Qingqing, Long'er, what story do you want to hear?"
Mo Fan looked at Qingqing and Longer, smiled slightly and said.
"Mr. Mo, how about "Journey to the West"?"
Qingqing said.
"Yes, brother, just "Journey to the West"!"
Long Er also said that seniors have lived in several worlds, and in every era there are great and arrogant figures of seniors.
They are still very interested in the stories that happened in ancient times!
"Okay, let's go to Journey to the West!"
Mo Fan smiled softly, then walked up and started to talk about Journey to the West, starting from the beginning.
After all, the monks have never heard of these mortals below!
The story begins soon!
"Zhuang Yuan! I never expected that there is such a person beside you!"
At this moment, the old monk came over, patted Zhuang Yuan on the shoulder, and said: "This storyteller knows how to brag. This mortal must be too good at bragging! However, the stories he tells are wonderful!"
""
When Zhuang Yuan heard this, he looked at the old monk as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person!
¡°In the whole world, I¡¯m afraid you are the only one who dares to say that about an expert!
Warrior!
You are a warrior!
At this moment, the old monk was still talking without hesitation.
Zhuang Yuan shuddered. If an expert heard these words, not only would the old monk die, but he would also die!
He quickly pulled the old monk and walked outside the Baidu Building. He looked at the old monk and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "I beg you, please stop talking. You want to die, but I don't want to die!"
Fortunately, the old monk's voice was not loud just now, and fortunately it did not lead to a big mistake, if this was heard by an expert.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhuang Yuan like this, the old monk was stunned.
Zhuang Yuan took a deep breath and looked at the old monk, his voice trembling: "You really don't know how to write the word death! Do you really think he is just a mortal?"
"Look at the woman next to him!"
The old monk looked at Zhuang Yuan and said, "That woman? She is just a mortal"
¡°Take a closer look!¡±
Zhuang Yuan said.
"Very carefully"Got it! He is really just a mortal! "
The old monk said.
"You are blind!"
Zhuang Yuan¡¯s eyes twitched, feeling like the chicken was talking to the duck!
The old monk looked carefully again. This time, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that the green-haired woman's delicate body had spiritual power fluctuations!
"Could it be that sheshe"
At this moment, the old monk's voice began to tremble, and his mind was trembling as he thought of a possibility.
But this is the mortal world!
How could someone of this level exist?
"Yes, she is an immortal!"
Zhuang Yuan lowered his voice and said, "Don't make a fuss!"
"Fuck!"
Hearing this, the old monk exclaimed and made a sharp sound.
pig!
are you a pig?
Zhuang Yuan¡¯s eyes twitched and he covered the old monk¡¯s mouth with his hand.
"That man is her master. You can imagine how high that man's cultivation is!"
Zhuang Yuan said again.
The old monk¡¯s heart was about to jump out of his chest.
¡°Exalted people like to pretend to be mortals!¡±
Zhuang Yuan continued.
"Hiss!"
The old monk gasped and even widened his eyes.
"II actually patted the boss on the shoulder just now" At this moment, the old monk's brain was buzzing, as if he had been struck by countless thunderbolts. Goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his heartbeat While accelerating, he showed a smile that was even uglier than crying!
Seeking death!
I was simply seeking death just now!
Looking at the old monk like this, Zhuang Yuan thought in his heart, haha, now you know that you are seeking death, right? Just now you kept saying that the boss was bragging? Where did your awesomeness go?
"Zhuang Yuan, what should I do?"
The old monk smiled bitterly.
"You ask me, who am I asking!"
Zhuang Yuan said speechlessly: "Besides, do you really think the story told by the boss is fabricated?"
His eyes sparkled, as if he had discovered a new world!
When the old monk heard this, he thought of something and his heart trembled wildly.
yes!
That story is so ridiculous!
I bother!
It¡¯s so true!
How could it be a story?
Is this something that the boss has experienced?
The old monk thought so, his heart trembled!
He looked at Zhuang Yuan even more bitterly.
"Okay, calm down, be calm! Masters like to pretend to be mortals, so don't show any flaws! Now, go back and listen to the boss's story!"
Zhuang Yuan patted the old monk and said.
The two of them went back.
Just listen to Mo Fan say: "Wukong asked the Dragon King for a wish-fulfilling golden cudgel weighing 13,500 kilograms. In the Netherworld, the name of the monkey genus in the book of life and death will be crossed out. The Dragon King and the King of Hell asked the Jade Emperor, please Monster monkey. The Jade Emperor sent Taibai Jinxing to Huaguo Mountain to recruit Wukong."
At this moment.
Below, Long Er¡¯s eyes lit up!
She knows that the Dinghai Divine Needle of the East China Sea Dragon Palace is the Ruyi Golden Cudgel mentioned by her predecessors!
"Senior is really amazing! He even knows the weight of the Dinghai Shenzhen!"
"The weight of this sea-fixing needle is as high as 13,500 kilograms!"
"No wonder, no one in our dragon clan can obtain this sea-fixing needle!"
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