In the world, only the old master can enjoy this kind of treatment.

Yes, bye.

Long Zhen does not respect heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, but he respects the master, just because when Long Zhen was young, his father Long Cangmang also took Xiao Long Zhen to visit the master.

At that time, the master was in his prime.

He also spoke for a while, and at that time, Xiaolong really asked a few questions, and the master answered them one by one.

At this time, Long Zhen is like the sun in the sky.

It's just respect, it's to bend the waist, and the master and apprentice can't talk about it: "You're polite." ”

The master smiled in return and said, "Dragon Sect Master." ”

This is said to be neither salty nor light, and it is extraordinarily raw, as the so-called salute first and then soldier: "Long Zhen!"

The eldest grandson Gongsheng slowly got up: "Twenty-three years of farewell, but I still know the eldest grandson!"

Long Zhen ignored it.

I know that my subordinates are defeated, Long Zhen came here twenty-four years ago, and twenty-three years ago he fought Long Zhen and lost.

Fiasco.

After that, he went incognito, changed his face, and entered the palace to be a fake eunuch, Yu Bao.

These dragons really know, but it's not necessary, you must know that twenty-four years ago the dragons were really the same, lost.

Defeated: "Coming?"

"It's coming. ”

It's been twenty-four years, it's been twenty-four years, and this is the first conversation between the two: "Please be seated." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

There are only four benches.

There are only four benches, but there are three people and one monkey, where is this time for Long Zhen to sit?

Every time, every time he saw this guy, the Dragon Sect Master couldn't help but be angry, and he was the only one in the world: "Come." One hundred and eight. Let me introduce you to it. This person is Long Zhen. ”

In other words, One Hundred and Eight had already greeted him, but he ignored One Hundred and Eight, so One Hundred and Eight ignored him.

Just don't turn your head and spit on the ground: "Poof!"

"Don't do that, one hundred and eight. Su Dao Chang smiled and said, "You are the master, he is a guest, don't care about everything." You've got to let him. ”

One hundred and eight: "Poof!"

At this time, the elder grandson sat back again, puffing and puffing, with a stupid face, the same as one hundred and eight: "Yes, evil guest!"

Su Dao Chang smiled again: "One hundred and eight, I can tell you, you can't afford to offend this person, this person has a small belly and chicken intestines, and loves to hold grudges, if you offend him." Watch out for him killing you-"

Of course, this was said to Long Zhen: "Before killing you." Kill your father. ”

Long Zhen smiled.

"Kill you, kill your whole family. Su Dao Chang looked at him and said lightly: "Kill them all, and destroy you all over the door." ”

Long Zhen smiled again.

One hundred and eight spit out, only to feel that his mouth was dry, so he picked up his tea bowl and took a sip: "Zi~"

Very sweet.

Then, surprised: "Ou?"

Long Zhen didn't want to sit, but now he changed his mind, Long Zhen took a seat and sat cross-legged: "Not bad." ”

I saw him sitting in the air, just opposite the one hundred and eight sides, between the chief of the Su Dao and the elder grandson Lao Dao, who were just one head higher than the two, facing the old master Kong: "I killed the man." ”

When I arrived at Long Zhen, everything was very simple: "It's me who killed Fang Jie." ”

The words fell, and there was silence for a while.

"Squeak!"

As soon as the hand slipped, the bowl fell, and one hundred and eight exclaimed: "Not good!"

found that the bowl did not fall to the ground, but was generally suspended in front of his eyes, flat and stable, and not a drop of water was spilled.

This situation is a bit weird, one hundred and eight frowned~~

Ponder.

At the same time, he stretched out his fingers and tried to touch, the bowl trembled gently, and the water waves in the bowl fluctuated slightly~~

I don't know when, the silky drizzle, stopped.

The rain stopped, but the sky did not clear, and one hundred and eight hundred and eight hundred puzzled people, but fortunately everything did not linger, so they gave up.

I got up and went back to my room to take a nap.

After taking a few steps, I suddenly found that the rain was falling again: "Boom, boom—"

And actually, there was thunder, plus lightning, clicking: "Squeak ~~ squeak ~ ~ squeak ~ squeak ~~~!!"

The meaning of this is too complicated.

One hundred and eight quickly jumped into the firewood room, plunged into the torn quilt, trembling with horror, and was speechless: "Nine, nine, that ......"

Ninety-nine is breastfeeding.

"Demons, demons, monsters!"

Jiujiu yawned, and smiled lazily and charmingly: "Dead ghost, don't come to this set, my honey water~~"

Yes, that bowl of water, mixed with honey.

One hundred and eight then remembered that he had gone to bring her honey water: "Ke, Coco, but outside, there is, there is a demon ......"

"One!"

"Really, I didn't ......"

"Hundred!"

"I swear, I didn't lie to you! there's a monster out there, and it's a big one......"

"Zero Eight!"

All right.

One hundred and eight had no choice but to go out again, to serve the bowl of honey water, against the wind, rain, thunder, and risking his life: "Ninety-nine, if I am caught by a monster, don't regret it!"

When he said this, one hundred and eight was in tears: "Also, when Xiao Jiujiu grows up, you must tell her that her baba is called ......"

"Get out!"

The matter has come to this, what can the husband say?

One hundred and eight went away with tears, turning back three times in one step, with sad and sad eyes, that is called a pitiful: "Honey, goodbye~~"

In the rain.

At this time, one hundred and eight knew that he would die, but he still stepped forward calmly, pretending that he was fine.

Can't see, can't see, can't see, can't see, one hundred and eight silently recite the mantra, will be invisible, reach out and take the bowl ~~

The bowl is right in front of you.

But it was no longer, and it couldn't be touched, and one hundred and eight used one hundred and nine methods, and it was still three feet away from the bowl.

You see.

You see!

That was originally, the boss was a demon, how could he not see it with one hundred and eight fiery eyes?

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, one hundred and eight just pretended to be sleepy and walked away for an excuse, so he was able to escape and survive!

It was unfortunate to rush it, and it came back to die.

All these things are illusory, and the demon is wearing a human skin, but he still can't deceive one hundred and eight-

That's it, it's good to catch it, it's good to eat it alive, but if it's not good, you have to play it to death, put a handful of zero-eight, play with crippled, play with waste, play bad!

Also honey water?

Fuck the honey water, Jiujiu is a stupid bitch at all, and she's so stupid that she doesn't know whether to live or die, and there's no way to save it!

Is this still a mountain forest?

This is already the human world, no, the demon world!

Just these few, one is more than a demon, and they can all be called the level of the demon king: "Ding!"

Thirty-six plans to go up, one hundred and eight don't want to die: "Squeak!"

But it was too late.

It's okay to smear oil on the soles of your feet, but you can't slip away, and one hundred and eight just wanted to run away and was fixed on the spot, like that bowl.

Only screamed, losing the right to speak.

......

In the rain, one hundred and eight want to cry without tears, and the heart is obsessed.

......

The bowl is a dream, unintentionally available, but when you wake up, you want to touch it again.

......

Dreams also have a realm, how to break them. (To be continued......)