Wenleyang jumped at the very most to avoid the long needle attached to the soul by two old men. As a result, I never thought that I didn’t jump to the distance I imagined. His body was heavier than before the introduction of wind poison.
Although it doesn’t weigh too much, it greatly reduces his flexibility in preparation.
Four long needles flashed pale colors and plunged into Wen Leyang’s shoulder socket and double ribs respectively. The eyes of the two old men were happy. Unexpectedly, their hands sank after the long needles penetrated half an inch, and there was a stiff resistance from each other’s body. At present, this small needle is like a tough rubber man. The long needles pushed his flesh in hard, but even the blood could not be seen when he went to Fazha.
The two old men were surprised. They were both pepper elders. Crow Ridge, a generation of Luo Kui, dealt with corpses. The place where the soul-fixing needles were stuck was the most vulnerable part of human body. Don’t say that people, even the thousand-year-old corpse Kui, also shivered. Although they didn’t have enough strength when their enemies and friends didn’t attack each other, it was an unheard-of miracle that four soul-fixing needles were blocked by inexplicable force and even the flesh could not be stuck in Toya.
Locke’s two old men exhale at the same time, and their hands are about to force again. Suddenly, Mr. Luo on the right screams in pain and throws away the long needle. He holds his right wrist and stumbles back. His two soul-fixing needles are still inserted in Wenleyang.
I got up at first, and my long hair rolled happily on the back of the old man’s hand. It was harder than a steel thorn, and the poisonous needle went into my skin.
Master Luo shook his hand like a touch, and I bent my body hard and put it on the back of my hand, posing as a surfer
Uncle Luo saw that his brother was injured, but she didn’t want to compete with Wenleyang again. She withdrew the long needle and picked me up from the Buddha’s lamp worm on the brother’s hand. Although she was young, she was not a vegetarian. When she saw her master’s attacked horse, she jumped out and pricked people. After stinging her second child, she drew a sharp dark red in the middle and rushed to Luo’s boss’s face.
Uncle Luo roared, "Good beast!" Stiff and twisted, I hid from the Buddha’s lamp when I couldn’t wait. With a wave of my long needle, I cried out in pain. I stumbled to the ground and seemed to be stunned. After several turns, I found Wenleyang crawling towards him, screaming in my mouth and crying piteously for Wenleyang to avenge him.
Uncle Locke’s family breathed a sigh of relief. He was just busy going to see his brother’s injury. I didn’t expect that as soon as he stepped, four old men with bash elbows and eyes leaped towards him, without saying anything, just punching him.
Locke’s family and Wen’s family are just as famous, but as soon as they brought the corpse, they were ruined by the monks. Of course, this kind of thing is not allowed to come in. Secondly, Uncle Locke is alone, but he is not afraid of coming. Four old men can beat it, but in a short time, their eyes are cut green and their noses are punched, and their tears are uncontrolled.
Uncle Luo was so angry that he cried, "Come out and help!" Like the Wen family, the parents of the Luo family came to cut the wild goose peak and brought the secret elite of the family. As a result, all of them were arrested and imprisoned here by monks.
On the west side of the courtyard, a group of bruisers immediately rushed out of the room. Everyone’s face was stiff, but their gestures were heavy and depressing.
Fourth Master snorted, "Centipede is not necessarily a natural enemy!" Taking his word from the opposite room, nearly a hundred people immediately greeted the crow ridge people without saying a word.
The quiet night was immediately torn apart by the roaring fist wind. There was a sound of fist-to-fist blows everywhere in the compound. Wen Jiahe Locke’s family hid the secret power of the two strong families in Shu. Wen’s dead name Luo’s hundred-legged worm finally ended two thousand years of peaceful coexistence.
The dead man entangled the enemy. Four parents of the Wen family continued to concentrate on beating Uncle Wen of the Luo family. Grandpa Wen severely scolded "Is it easy for my grandson to raise a good worm?" When the four old men got together, the four masters had already told the three brothers about Wenleyang’s situation in the red leaf forest.
From Wen Jia Si Lao and two Luo Jiakui, Wen Leyang sneaked into the mess now, but he was born in a blink of an eye.
When the long needle touched the skin, the skin suddenly tightened, blocking the sharp stab, leaving a small white spot at the middle needle position, which didn’t hurt me. I jumped back into his hand, made two rounds of injustice and slowly climbed into the cuff.
More than 100 people, big versus small, are in a mess, but everyone knows it’s an emotional struggle, not a life-and-death fight, and no one has drawn a knife to fight for their lives
After playing for a while, Uncle Wen first quit the fray and smiled at Wen Leyang. "Are you okay?"
Wenleyang quickly nodded and agreed to the activities of the two bodies. This time, he has determined that his body is heavier than the original one. Wen’m ha ha smiled and grabbed Luo Laoer, who has turned into a red apple, and took out a bamboo needle to draw poison for him.
The remaining three master Wen also punched a few more times, and then they stopped. The old face and excitement disappeared and turned into the usual cold look. Looking at Wen Leyang, "Why are you here?"
Wen Leyang’s eyes passed over the four grandfathers one by one, trying to suppress his excitement. "How are you … four grandfathers?" He has been worried more and more since the body of his people was found on the famous mountain slope. Now he sees that four grandfathers are safely ill, and the big stone that has been hanging in his heart has finally fallen heavily.
Chapter 45 Small mouth
Luo Da waved and drank his hand back. Before he looked up, he leaked a trace of eyes from his swollen eyes and stared at the old men in the Wen family. "This is not over!"
Grandpa’s hands and feet were agile for a while, and his kung fu was so red that the poisonous blood slowly flowed out of Luo’s second child along the bamboo needle. He breathed a sigh of relief and moved his hands and feet. He jumped up to his brother and glared at him. "Wen’s family will play again!"
Master Wen walked over and shook his head. "Come on, beat you again. He’s also our grandson." He pointed out that he was at a loss. Wen Leyang continued, "He has already indicated that we all stop, and you two old things will start to hurt Luo Er. You’re poisoned. You deserve it even more!"
Locke’s boss can now see through the eyelids. Bayan is almost parallel to the ground. Only in this way can he see Wenleyang’s face. "Grandpa, it’s me? Is that a sign? Are you the Wen family? Also caught by the monk? "
Wen Leyang shook his head without saying anything. Don’t ask four grandfathers directly, "What are you …"
Wen’m simply answered directly than temporarily suppressing his own questions. "We were stopped by a group of demon monks as soon as we arrived at Emei Mountain, and we were able to cope with it. Later, the spell was even more sinister. Monks were finally caught here. It’s small. Let’s not be careless. This time, we fell down! However, I didn’t expect the surname Luo to come two days later. They were even more unlucky than us. Our belongings and poisonous monks didn’t touch their bodies, but the bald donkeys reimbursed them! "
Locke’s two chief hum a at the same time.
Master Wen laughed and went on to say, "This place was enchanted by the monks, and they acted as usual in the courtyard, but anyone who approached the fence would be bounced back. We tried our best to get out of the courtyard for several months from flying skill to digging a hole. Old four was angry and laid a moon in the courtyard, so we couldn’t get out and the monks didn’t want to come in!"
Wenleyang casually found a courtyard wall and walked quickly over. Sure enough, as soon as he got close to the wall, there was a soft force swinging and firmly blocking his steps. He first leaned forward and tried his strength, then strode back slowly to accumulate power.
Luo Laoba pointed to Grandpa Wenda’s forehead and said, "Are you all so confident after the Wens?" Before his words were finished, a violent strong wind suddenly shook from his side, and Wenleyang had rushed to the courtyard wall like a gallop, and slammed himself into the hard stone wall like an angry dragon through its heavy body!
Without a sound, boss Luo felt that his feet and ground were suddenly pulled by juli, struggling to expand, and then rapidly contracting. At present, Wen Leyang’s figure had been lost, and a large human figure appeared on the courtyard wall. This gesture was deeply recorded when he hit the wall.
Everyone was surprised to grow up, and their mouths fell from around the courtyard wall crashed by Wenleyang. The original theory of banning was as insurmountable as before. Now, like the plastic gap corroded by acid, it is quietly expanding, and it has been gradually expanding from a human shape to a gap enough for two buses to enter and exit side by side.
Wenleyang in contact with the wall at the moment every section of the body is shaking wrong fist, and all the virulence is trying to sprinkle flint, which erodes the mottled ancient wall and penetrates out. The raccoon dog is looking at him cheerfully outside.
Whether it’s a magic weapon, a spell or a ban, it’s all made by the caster and God. In addition to refining poison, the greatest beauty of expanding the wrong fist left by the oblique master is that it can destroy the trace of flooding with poison, and every spell becomes gas when it is broken.
Wen Leyang looked warily around and asked the raccoon dog, "Did you disturb the monk?"
The raccoon dog smiled gently, and the whole night was bright, and a few silk ends floated gently, which made people feel a little confused and answered, "Monk? Not a monk. "
A ba sneaked out of the gap …
Uncle Luo couldn’t believe it and looked around, "The spell … The spell is broken?"
Faster than civet cats, the footsteps sounded fast. Even if life and death were not shocking, the Wen family’s old two, old three and old four faces were full of surprise. They came out behind the uncle. More than 100 figures of Wen Bucao’s dead font size and Crow Ridge’s millipede were light or stiff, but they all moved strangely and quickly from the gap in the dark. But in a short time, these figures disappeared in every corner and occupied every position that was conducive to being killed to protect several masters.
When Master Wen saw a pretty raccoon outside, he stared at Wen Leyang and said angrily, "Be less like your uncle!"
Wen Leyang got a fright. The raccoon dog is a real witch. One second she was smiling. Maybe the National People’s Congress was dismantled in one second. Although she had some incense feelings with their family, Wen Leyang was not sure whether she would suddenly turn against each other. She just wanted to explain a few words. Suddenly, her heart was shocked, her body and skin were tense, and there seemed to be some great danger sneaking up.
The raccoon dog gave him a slightly surprised look and smiled gently. "It’s getting more and more interesting." He raised his eyes and looked ahead.
A monk was running towards them with a full face of panic, neither deliberately avoiding nor slowing down. He suddenly stopped when he saw that he was about to enter the ambush circle of the dead font and the millipede. "How did you … how did you get out? Go back quickly. It would be terrible if the monks in front knew."
Monks are in their thirties, with heavy eyebrows and big eyes, but their mouths are too small and their lips are red.
Master Wen flashed a fierce light in his eyes and smiled, "Something happened in the master’s courtyard!" As he stepped forward, the other three grandfathers followed him obliquely. They fought with the monks of the Great Mercy Temple for a few days before and after being captured. Although the monks can spell, their physique is only limited compared with ordinary people, and they will still cry to the ground when they encounter toxic drugs.
The monk with a small mouth shook his head fast, and his tone kept urging "Go back, go back, go back if anything happens …"
Grandpa continued to perfunctory in his mouth, so he said mysteriously, "There are ghosts in the master courtyard!"
WenLeYang side head looked at the raccoon dog raccoon dog is thoughtfully staring at the monk frowning slightly charming delicate facial features shrouded in a layer of light doubt root ignored him.
Whether it’s Wen and Luo’s two chiefs or secretly waiting for the master, they have tightened their strength and are ready to kill the monk with a small mouth at any time. It seems that there is no root in the air. Xiao Sha frowned and rebuked "nonsense, how can there be monsters in the Buddhist holy land!"
The raccoon dog suddenly smiled and said, "Really?"
The monk with a small mouth gave her a strange look at one leng.
Wen Leyang knew that she could not move the witch, so she hurried to grandpa’s side and said, "There’s a ghost … how else can we get out?"
The monk with a small mouth seems to be a little flustered by a group of people holding each other’s words and looking at Wen Leyang again. His mouth was about to speak when he suddenly made a funny face at him. He looked up slightly and his nose was fast. It is not at all that people can achieve the contraction and relaxation of the whole face with the rapid nose, just like a big hand kept pinching his face.
When Master Wen saw the monk’s face cramping, he stopped and looked back at the Fourth Master. "Your hand …" Before the master finished his words, the monk with a small mouth stopped twitching, and his eyes were so greedy that he stared at Wen Leyang. He held out a hand and said to Wen Leyang, "Bring it!"
The raccoon dog also smiled and said "Give it to him".
Wen Leyang was at a loss. "What is it?"
Chapter 46 Machine Front
The monk with a small mouth is like a drug addict, and he is shaking violently all over. His big dark eyes are intertwined with contradictions. Finally, he gives a good stamp, and his melancholy is completely occupied by greed, striding towards Wenleyang.
When the monk moved, everyone moved!
