"Ma Chengfeng, your uncle! You're a pit ratio! Come help me! The frightened shout.

The roar of corpses in the mountains and fields was deafening, and the bamboo forests were razed to the ground, and the rocks blocking the road were split in two by the mountain axe. Whether it is Ma Chengfeng or the woman on the back of the White Deer King, they are not capable of dealing with the drought, the drought is infinitely powerful, like a mechanical warrior who never gets tired, whoever dares to approach will chase whom, fortunately, the three of them have led the dartfish away from the area of the stilted building. Relying on his own light skills, there is no great danger for a while.

In the stilted building, Professor Monalo and Chu Tianyue also sweated for them, Chu Tianyue knelt on the ground, her head facing the desert hometown in the northwest, and made a gesture of prayer, hoping that their distant Zagrama Mountain could bless Ma Chengfeng and Na Xi to escape this catastrophe.

At this time, the dark clouds on the horizon gradually dispersed, and a seven-colored light shot out of the black clouds, and the seven-colored light fell from the sky and sprinkled in front of the stilted building. A figure descended from the sky.

"Huh...... Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, dare to ask the two donors, is there water in the house? The old road is a little thirsty. A white-bearded old man walked in with a colorful smile in his hand.

Professor Monalo was very kind, and quickly took out the water bladder and handed it to Lao Dao, who was not polite, unscrewed the water bladder and drank it all, then wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, and sat down cross-legged. It was already dark at the bottom of the mountain, and he pretended not to see it, and after he was full, he even asked them if they had anything to eat.

"Dare to ask where did the chief come from? Don't you see the mountain downstream......" Professor Monalo asked.

"Yamashita? What happened to Yamashita? You guys are fighting down the mountain? Oh, I see, hit, hit, what does it have to do with you and me when a human head hits a dog's head? Hehe...... Calm down and rest! Lao Dao stroked his white beard and smiled.

Yin Yang Xuandao is leisurely, sitting in front of the fire while roasting the fire, while pouting and whistling, his whistle rhythm is very weird, the rhythm is not a complete song at all, listening to it makes people feel sleepy. The professor and Chu Tianyue listened to the whistling sound in his mouth, and gradually felt dizzy in their heads, and their upper and lower eyelids were fighting. The fierce battle under the mountain seemed to be just a small episode in a dream.

"Sleep, sleep, forget all this, hehe......" Yin Yang Xuandao stroked his gray beard and smiled. His kind voice faded away, and finally disappeared into their dreams, and they fell into a deep sleep.

With the rhythm of his whistle, a little guy in the mountains and fields showed his head, as if he was a big-eyed thief who only came out of the ground, the Northeast people like to eat this thing, Yin Yang Xuandao pouted and snuggled at the little guy, and the little guy followed the demonic person to stand up and walked over step by step.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little hungry tonight, how about you and me in the next life?" He touched the head of the big-eyed thief, who seemed to understand his words and nodded slightly.

Xuan Dao took out the wine gourd hanging from his waist, and smacked it twice, there was not much wine in the wine gourd, he pulled out the lid, and the wine was fragrant. The big-eyed thief was also greedy, so he stood in front of Xuan Dao and opened his big mouth to drink, Xuan Dao nodded his little brain and said, "Hehe...... You're going to enjoy it, huh? You know, a month ago, the Antarctic Immortal Weng rewarded Poor Dao with such a small pot of wine, and Poor Dao was not willing to drink it. That's it, I'll get you cheaper today. ”

He lifted the gourd and pointed the mouth of the gourd at the mouth of the big-eyed thief, and the wine poured down like elixir into the big-eyed thief's stomach. It is just a big mouse, no matter how big it is, but no matter how much wine is poured in the wine gourd, it has never bottomed out, and in the end, it actually stretched the belly of the big-eyed thief round and round.

The little guy's face was full of drunkenness, and he burped and sprayed wine straight out of his mouth, and he couldn't drink it anymore, and if he drank it again, he was afraid that his belly would burst. How do people react when they drink too much alcohol? Drunk? Drunk? That's because I didn't drink the amount, and when I drank the amount, everything was a floating cloud, and the internal organs were tumbling and boiling.

The big-eyed thief lay on the ground, his stomach bulged like a balloon, and he kept vomiting, at first he vomited the food in his stomach, and when the food was finished, what he spit out was bile, and finally the green bile was spit out, and then he opened his mouth and spit out red blood. It vomited for five or six minutes, and finally it poured out all the remaining things in its body, and then knelt in front of the Yin Yang Xuandao with its two hind legs, it was a desperate look, as if it knew that its limit was approaching, hoping that the Yin Yang Xuandao would leave it a way to live.

"Hey...... In the next life, you are a human being, and I am a beast, okay? Yin Yang Xuandao repeated this sentence again.

The big-eyed thief nodded again, the ninth generation is a chance to cultivate a life as a human being, who of these creatures in the world doesn't want to walk in the world like a person? The temptation is too great! It had to succumb, but unfortunately, it ran into an old thief, and if he came out, it was not like a fart? The poor big-eyed thief misbelieved in this kind-faced thief, and gave him his life.

In the light of the fire, the big-eyed thief moved, and he stood up, grabbed the piece of skin behind his backbone with his two front paws, and then pierced the flesh with his claws, and tore off his skin from behind as if he were undressed, and the whole process was stunned and died.

In front of him was a bloody scene, Yin Yang Xuandao nodded with satisfaction, pursed his lips and blew softly, the big-eyed thief who only had his last breath left, climbed into the fire by himself, let the flames spit on his flesh and blood, and roasted his flesh into a fragrant feast.

"Well, this game is stronger than the restaurant's, delicious, delicious! Ha ha...... Good meat with good wine, hurry! Wonderful! Haha......" Yin Yang Xuandao laughed, very satisfied with the meal in front of him.

In the mountains and forests, the vicious battle continues, he is clever, he has long known that Mo Xiaoqi is not necessarily the opponent of the Xiangxi Corpse King, but now even if he makes a move, it is useless, just imagine, a thousand years ago, the Martial Sage Jun Guan Erye went down to earth, and fought with the drought for seven days and seven nights before he surrendered, his Yin Yang Xuandao is powerful, but it is not so powerful as Guan Erye. Otherwise, he would have been invited by Heavenly Court to be an immortal a long time ago. He was still waiting, and the hour had not yet come.

He kept chasing the three of them in the wilderness, and a large area of forest had been razed to the ground by his axe. Rao is Mo Xiaoqi's life form has escaped from the six reincarnations, but the Drought Corpse King in the face can only take it step by step, and he doesn't dare to be careless.

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