Chapter 120 Who is smarter 3

Chapter 120 Who is smarter (3)

"What kind of rats! Hurry up and put down my body." Among the corpse of the bull's head on the shoulder of the long-browed old man, a blue smoke suddenly rushed out, and an angry shout came from the green smoke.

"Ah! It's haunted." The old man with white eyebrows suddenly screamed, but did not leave the body of the bull's head. Instead, he quickly fled forward. I don't know why his thin arms and legs are so strong. Where did he come from?

The green smoke did not expect that the old man did not stop, but accelerated his speed, and his heart was even more angry. He really had the courage to eat the bear heart and leopard. Sooner or later, he would find this man, go to the nose hell, and burn him with oil.

"Niutou, you also have today. Today, I will also kill the prime minister of this hall to see what trouble it will cause. Wulang smeared the kitchen knife in his hand with blood and tossing it out with a knife, which was difficult to distinguish its trajectory.

The old man with white eyebrows suddenly sighed and said, "It's a pity that such a good soul!"

Ah! The scream sounded, and the green smoke was ethereal enough, but compared with the kitchen knife throwing by the martial wolf, under the fast and strange road, the three souls and seven souls that had not yet formed the bull's head were suddenly burned completely by the pure yang blood on the knife. The nemesis of the ghost and the big supplements were always pure yang.

At the speed of this old man, Zhou Yisheng's disordered heart was also a little calm and asked in a low voice, "What is that guy! Obviously, he is a ghost. Why is there pure yang blood in his body?

The long-browed old man shook his head, and the long snow-white eyebrows suddenly shook away and put them back on his ears. He looked at Zhou Yisheng with some surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to be very knowledgeable. You deserve to be my apprentice! ! You are still a boy. No wonder the blood of pure yang is so strong. Do you want to hear me? Call the master to listen first. Maybe it makes me happy, and I remember the answer you want.

Zhou Yisheng was suddenly speechless. This man was really a scoundrel, but because the curiosity in his heart was really difficult to suppress, Zhou Yisheng quickly and vaguely shouted: "Wet woman (master)!"

"Hmm! What a good boy! But I don't know what you want to know, but I also want to know! Can you tell me?" The old man was purely beaten, and I don't know whether he deliberately played Zhou Yisheng or something else. Anyway, when he said such words, his face did not blush or beat, and he didn't even feel guilty at all.

Zhou Yisheng is angry. If he really worships this scoundrel as his teacher, it will not only harm others but also harm himself! One punch hit the old man in the eye. If you can't stand it anymore, you don't need to put up with it anymore. Whether you are an old man or not, you selectively forget the beautiful tradition of respecting the old man. Is this old man still an old man? Purely a hooligan who has nothing to do.

Bum! Zhou Yisheng left a strong mark on the old man with a strong punch, and one eye suddenly turned black. Ah! If Zhou Yisheng was suspicious of him just now, then he is almost sure now. He is not a master! Not to mention that he has not escaped Zhou Yisheng's fist, it is the master who can still be beaten out of a dark eye by such a relaxed punch. There is no image of the master.

"You...you... Oh, my God! This is the shame of my white-browed god for thousands of years! Unexpectedly, he was beaten and injured by a mortal. The old man cried, and his expression was extremely exaggerated, more lame than those lame actors, and more solidened his reputation as a scoundrel.

"Huh! You still want me to be your apprentice. You want to be beautiful. Zhou Yisheng is even more proud.

"Then you stay here!" The long-browed old hair was angry, loosened Zhou Yisheng's hand on his shoulder, and walked away carrying the corpse of the cow's head alone. When he left, he said from afar, "You want to find a short-lived ghost, dream about it!"

"Yo! The old man was still angry..." Zhou Yisheng was put down by him and laughed angrily. He immediately realized that it was going to be bad. Hearing what he said, he had a kind of illusion that he burned his buttocks and didn't know it. But now that he left the old man, he knew how fast he ran. In a blink of an eye, he could no longer see his back, and a fierce man behind him. Still chasing! At this time, he has regretted it. Can the short-lived ghost be cleaned up by himself? But the short-lived ghosts among the eight thousand defeated soldiers should not be difficult to deal with! Otherwise, he would not have been easily beaten into a defeated soldier and secretly comforted his little unconfident heart.

"Alas! Old man, wait for me. Old man... Master, the apprentice is wrong. Come back quickly!" A firelight behind him was flying in the sky at a very fast speed, and it would not be long before he could catch up. Zhou Yisheng quickly chased forward, shouting and roaring.

"Haha! You know that my white-browed god is not easy to mess with! Seeing that you dare to be proud in the future..." The long-browed old man's escape speed was really first-class. Several turns rushed out horizontally, directly clasped Zhou Yisheng's shoulder with one hand, and ran in the other direction, but behind him was followed by a monster as dark as ink jade.

This monster looks like a unicorn, but its whole body is not surrounded by auspiciousness. Instead, it is very evil, and a fishy smell comes to its face. After them, it always feels like a light on their back. Zhou Yisheng was not happy. It was not because he was soft and came back to save himself. He simply ran to the territory of another terrorist and was chased out to save himself.

"Old man, can't you make less trouble? If it weren't for your greed, the short-lived ghost wolf would have chased you and implicated me, and now you have provoked such a monster, old man! It's not that I don't respect the old and love the young. It's really hateful for you, so I decided to make you noble, special and symmetrical. As soon as Zhou Yisheng finished speaking, he punched the other eye of the long eyebrows. The long eyebrows seemed to feel something, but Zhou Yisheng shot too fast. The two were so close that they did not dodge at all, and the rest of the eyes also hung a big dark circle under their eyes.

"You... are so angry with me!" I don't know what expression Changmei was at this time. He closed the injured eye and couldn't stay at his feet. He kept accelerating. The fierce roar of the monster and the martial wolf came from behind him. That kind of aggrievedness was really like a mute.

"Old man, what are you going to do! It's not a good way to escape like this..." Zhou Yi was also angry and his heart was smooth, and he asked in a low tone.

"What can I do if I don't escape? Can you beat them? As long as you say you can, I will let you down now and ask you to help me resist. I can escape. You can't! Humph! Although I'm old, it's simply delusional to compare my physical strength with me. Zhou Yisheng immediately grasped the wide clothes with long eyebrows. Seeing that Zhou Yisheng was being teased by himself, his long eyebrows said proudly, with his eyebrows raised, and he looked the most ugly face in the world.

"If you don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" Zhou Yisheng bit his teeth. Although he was distressed by the troops he was about to reach, he still did it fiercely. Who made the old man provoke such fierce two figures and shouted, "Old man, can you really escape as long as you block them for a while?"

"Hmm! You have to believe in this god. As long as they are separated, this god can escape from the lock and disappear from their sight in an instant. At this moment, talking about his escape ability, his head was slightly raised, and even his injured eyes were healed, and there was a cunning light between the opening and opening.

"Good! Now that you have lost the body of the bull's head, let's find the scattered soldiers and let them stop it for a while. Zhou Yisheng gritted his teeth and said that if he hadn't met this troublesome old man, his 8,000 ghost soldiers might have been able to get it completely. He was also overwhelmed by the previous victory, forgot how many pounds he had, and was a little overconfident.

"Lost it, absolutely not. I just lost the soul of the leader, and now let me lose such a big body. Don't think about it! Besides, there are not many battlefields of the temple lord's war here. If you want to lie to me and leave him, there is no way. The old money fan met the little money fan, and the two money fans met together, and sooner or later it would be bad. Now it's really bad, and it suddenly entered a dead end at a critical time.

"Ah! Is this thing more important than life? Those eight thousand soldiers were under my command and were ambushed. You have to believe me. Lose it! We can survive." Zhou Yi was very angry that the old man was obsessed with money.

"Hmm! If you don't know Chai Migui, you can take it. Otherwise, you can take me to the defeated soldier now. I don't believe in my apprentice's character. The old man looked stubborn and hung two dark circles, like an angry child.

Zhou Yisheng is speechless. What kind of master is this? Thinking about the master he worshipped in those years, what a master he was. How domineering he is to kill people in the fairyland. Looking at this now, he is purely a liar.

"Ah! I don't need your directions, isn't it? The old man pointed to the dense soldiers on the top of the mountain in front of him and shouted excitedly.

"Old man, put him down! It's too late to catch up." Zhou Yisheng didn't hear what Bai Mei shouted clearly. His heart almost jumped to his throat. The unicorn-like monster jumped high and rushed to the two people like an arrow. He believed that as long as he landed, he would tear them into pieces in an instant.