The good-looking little bad skin slanted slightly at the three partners who were still frozen there, and swallowed hard, with an expression of fighting against the water.

Then, secretly, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Put his hands together, hugged them in front of his chest, swayed left and right a few times, and said in a deep voice:

Burial Sword Island, Burial Sword Island, there is a Shangtian knife on the island, Shangtian knife, Shangtian knife, eliminate demons and demons, please quickly manifest your spirit and get rid of this little banshee.

As soon as the word "demon" fell, I saw him suddenly shout, and then, his eyes suddenly opened, as if possessed by a god, and he pointed out with one finger in his right hand, and said loudly:

Shang Tiandao manifests, and the demon girl gives ambush.

He blushed and looked very hard, but the best looked at him with a relaxed face, and the expression on his face didn't know whether to tease or disdain.

Then, he took off the golden bell that hung around his neck, wrapped it around his index finger, and dangled at him, jingling the bell, and laughing:

Scream, then scream, teach your master Shang Tiandao to attach it to you, take me away, I said what are you doing with your mouth, pretending to be a frog.

The good-looking little bad skin's neck was swollen and his face was flushed, but the spell was useless at all, but he was too embarrassed to end it hastily, so he repeated his previous words.

Then, when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but panic when he found that the best was still alive in front of him.

When he was tired, he put the golden bell around his neck again, rubbed his hands, looked like a hippie smile, and said:

Hey, why isn't your master possessed, oh, probably your spell is not right, please God's spell should be sesame open door or mommy mommy coaxing.

Hmph, if Shang Tiandao doesn't come again, I'm going to pull your nose off, maybe he will come out as soon as he feels sorry for his precious apprentice's nose.

As he spoke, the index and middle fingers of his right hand suddenly flew towards his nose.

The good-looking little bad skin seemed to know how powerful the best was, and when he saw the other party's fingers suddenly attacking, he knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly retreated.

But unexpectedly, the other party's fingers did not attack him, pinching his nose.

It was as if he had tripped over something, and then, unsteady on his feet, he staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

He thought he was stumbling over something like a stone or brick on the ground, but in fact, it was just a trick when the leader pinched his nose just now.

The best pretended to attack his nose on it, but in fact, the real purpose was his next plate.

The best then took a sharp step forward with the tendency of pinching his nose, and then, all at once, stepped on his toes.

The good-looking little bad skin only cared about retreating, so after being stepped on his toes, his lower body was suddenly fixed, and his upper body kept retreating due to inertia, and he suddenly fell to the ground and fell on his heels.

His originally handsome face immediately turned gray, like a little earth dog.

Jiao Jiao looked happy, leaned down in front of him, poked his forehead and said with contempt: Hmph, you are very fierce, why are your hands and feet so bad.

I haven't had time to exert my skills yet, but you've already fallen, you're tired, you're bored, your martial arts are learned from your master, soft-handed.

Speaking of this, the leader seemed to be a little impatient, looked around, patted the little bad-skinned face a few times, and said:

Hey, your master's still can't come to the end, hmph, if he really has an apprentice like you, it is estimated that he will be angry to death by you.

The clear-looking boy jumped up from the ground with a spirit, and his swift body almost didn't give a head to the leader who was teasing him in a squatting position.

He patted the dirt on his body, looked at the best with a look of disgust, swollen his face, bit his lip, and then, as if he had been greatly humiliated, said angrily:

Hmph, you little girl shut up for me, don't insult my master, no matter how bad my apprentice is, it has nothing to do with our master,

The Shangtian Sword of the Hidden Sword Pavilion on the Burial Sword Island is forever undefeated, his brilliance is the brilliance of the sun and the moon, the sun and the moon shine on Kunlun, and the peerless swordsmanship benefits the martial arts.

He didn't know if he was filming Shang Tiandao's sycophants, or learning to sing big operas, but he looked childlike and deliberately teased him:

Roar, roar, roar, look at what you are capable of, just like the real thing, since you hold Shang Tiandao like the sun and the moon, then you tell me, what does Shang Tiandao look like?

The kid straightened his chest, with a posture of deceiving the dead and not paying for his life, and said loudly: What does Shang Tiandao look like? Of course, Shang Tiandao is different from you ordinary people.

As for what he looks like, I won't tell you these ordinary people, do you want to remember what it looks like and sneak up on him while he's not paying attention, hmph, no way.

Moreover, Master Shang Tiandao's tall image with the sun and moon is to be worshiped and respected in his heart, not with his mouth, I am absolutely not good at telling you.

I don't know why, when this precocious little bad skin was talking about Shang Tiandao, the man with a long scar on his face that he saw in the backyard of Guiyunzhuang suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although the scar made her feel disgusting like an earthworm, she suddenly felt that the scar was as red as blood and as blazing as a burning flame.

Like a brilliant and dazzling brilliance.

This feeling was even more intense when she was sealed in Jing Zhaomei's Star Coffin, as if the person was by her side and she was lying in his arms.

Thinking of this, Jiaojiao's heart was suddenly stunned, I don't know why I suddenly remembered this person at this time, could it be that the scar was too impressive and imprinted in my mind?

So, she couldn't help but shake her head, and kept thinking about it there, and said, "Oh, strange things, strange things, how could I suddenly think of him, well, it must be a nightmare."

Then, as soon as he looked up, he looked at the smug little bad skin in front of him.

Although she was new to the rivers and lakes and had little experience, she saw at a glance that what this little bad skin said was all deceitful nonsense, so she said:

Hmph, I said that you stinky boys are really bold, you dare to come out in broad daylight in the name of Shangtian Dao of Burial Sword Island,

If you let Shang Tiandao know, you will definitely chop off your thighs and use them as brooms.

That little bad guy thought he was pretending to be quite similar, but he didn't expect to be exposed by the leader all of a sudden, and he was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing his appearance, Jiaojiao knew that what he said just now was really nonsense, what Shang Tiandao was their master, and it was really bluffing, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

However, his face remained silent, and he just poked his nose with a very angry look, scolded him loudly, and looked like he had hit the muzzle of his gun, and said:

Hmph, what a daring thing, if you let the old man know that you have ruined his reputation like this, and are swaggering outside under his guise, maybe he will really chop off your thighs and use them as a broom.