What's more, after fighting for such a long time, he didn't recognize his eldest grandson Luo Cang, and his mouth was still full of abuse. A tall and strong leopard head ring eyes, a thin old white hair as snow, how can he see the eldest grandson luocang as a thousand tripods of cattle? With this look in his eyes, how can he see that ye colorless has Huigen?
Is it wrong that he is not ye colorless's master? By the way, he didn't seem to mention Ye colorless all the time. He only mentioned his apprentice's name. It's a pity that time was pressing before, but I forgot to ask Ye about the law. I don't know whether the fat monk's Bujie is him or not? If not, it's no surprise that he regards Ye colorless as his precious apprentice.
Gu Fenghua took out some pills and gave them to Ye colorless. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he heard a muffled hum. The fat monk was slapped on his chest by his eldest grandson luocang. He dragged his Zen stick around for a few steps. At last, a lazy donkey rolled. Then he turned his hands and stabilized his figure and got up.
Seeing his lazy donkey wallow without any image of an eminent monk, Gu Fenghua felt a chill again.
"Where is the rude man? He is so ignorant that he dares to be rude to me!" The eldest sun Luo Cang scolded angrily.
As one of the eighteen princes and envoys, he can decide the life and death of countless people in one word under the absolute title of Wuji holy heaven. However, he was frustrated repeatedly when he wanted to kill just one Gu Fenghua, which made him feel shameless. Now he was forced to be left and right by a big fat monk, and he lost his face and killed himself.
"Are you not Niu Qianding?" Fat monk two squint small eyes to the middle of a get together, also don't know is finally see the eldest grandson, or hear the voice is wrong, surprised said.
"Hum!" The eldest grandson gave a cold hum. If it wasn't for the Holy Spirit Taoist body, and his strength was greatly reduced after he was seriously injured, he really wanted to slap the reckless monk to death.
Depending on his identity, he didn't bother to show his identity to the rash monk. He believed that as long as he saw his face clearly, he would retreat without fighting and even kneel down to beg for mercy.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to hurt my dear apprentice, you must be with Niu Qianding. I will kill you first to avenge my dear apprentice, and then I will light the sky lamp of Niu Qianding!" Unfortunately, the eldest grandson is doomed to be disappointed.
Maybe he still didn't see his face clearly. He could tell by his voice that the man in front of him was not Niu Qianding. Maybe he could see clearly, but he didn't know what luocang Junshi, one of the eighteen princes of Wuji holy heaven, looked like. In a word, the fat monk roared wildly and rushed up with his Zen stick.
Light the sky lamp? Gu Fenghua wiped his forehead again. This is not a Taoist monk. He is a mountain thief.
Chang sun luocang just rushed to fight, which gave him the first chance and forced him to be clumsy on the left and right. At this time, he was ready to make time to deal with it calmly, and he would not get any advantage. When he moved, he passed through his disorganized shadow of the staff and slapped him on the chest.
The palm was so heavy that the fat monk got up from the ground and was patted out by him. However, this man was fierce. He fell to the ground and rolled a few times. With a loud roar, he rushed up again with his staff raised high.