Chapter 531

"pa!"

Tang Chuan poured out countless prey from mustard seeds. The Dragon beetles with one halberd and two sections were still dripping with blood. The crocodile, which had been chopped alive, was shining in the moonlight like a burning moon flame. There were also colorful cranes that had not been plucked. Out of his trust in ya'er, Tang Chuan killed several of them and prepared to wrap them with golden lotus leaves to make them called flower cranes

Zhao Xiaoyun counted carefully, dozens of exotic animals were thrown on the ground, many of them were blood and flesh treasure medicine mentioned by ancestors, real. It is not the meat sublimated by aura of Longjia, but an ancient alien animal bred by the emperor of heaven to satisfy his appetite.

"I didn't expect that the Lord really killed the colorful crane. It is said that this crane was famous in ancient times and appeared as an emissary under the seat of" emperor of heaven. ". But later It's all wiped out Ya'er stares big eyes, strong endure saliva, praise way.

Tang Chuan, a "little fat man", has heard a little about the past of colorful cranes.

It is said that he was an emissary of a great power at first, then his intelligence was erased and his intelligence was used as a mount. Finally, he was reduced to prey. However, within a hundred years, the whole ethnic group was destroyed.

"Here it is," the little fat man replied, wiping his saliva.

"Come and clean up the prey."

As he spoke, he took off the feathers of the three colorful cranes and flew about. Cut down a grass, the grass like a sharp blade, cut through the belly of colorful crane like clouds and water, and cut off the contents.

"Dig a hole!" He said.

"I'll come" Zhao Xiaoyun volunteered. He knew that Tang Chuan was not the great demon king as those people said. He was full of trains and threatened more than he really wanted to kill himself.

"Keng!"

Zhao Xiaoyun gun out like a dragon, hit on the ground, powerful, can not be used indiscriminately. There are no rocks flying, there should be no big pit, only the roar of a little fat man.

"It's impossible! My gun can't break through the dirt! God! Mamma Mia, I'll die. It's a shame. "

Ya'er touches her forehead. Although she has seen it many times, she still hasn't changed Zhao Xiaoyun's bad habit. She just takes it as a joke.

"I'll do it!"

Ya'er pulls Zhao Xiaoyun away and takes out a small shovel from mustard. The shovel is very extraordinary, streamer overflows, the little fat man sees the first eye to be startled, angry on the heart.

"The last time you shot me with this shovel?!"

"Wait a moment." ya'er put the shovel across her chest and spat out her lovely little tongue. "Last time, it was an accident. Don't blame me, OK! If you didn't mess around, I wouldn't have patted you with my beloved spade. Blame my building? "

She's innocent, as weird as a little fat man's anger.

"I'll settle with you when I go out!" The little fat man finally compromised and left a cruel word. He wanted to see ya'er's joke.

Not out of the little fat man's expectation, the small shovel was just a light shovel, the soil vibrated, had to yield, was stacked together.

Before and after a few times, a three meter square pit was dug out to bury the three colorful cranes.

Looking at the back of his teeth, he was surprised.

"Not bad."

Tang Chuan praised that the spade was made from the bones of the ancient ferocious beast, known as the void walker. The way of connotative space is not as simple as the surface.

He added with a smile, "at least it's easy to beat a little fat man."

Zhao Xiaoyun's face was black, and his eyebrows formed a big embarrassing word.

The moon is seductive, and the little fat man uses his flame, which is the true fire of Samadhi.

Ya'er just laughed and added, "the barbecue is delicious."

The flame was red and white, beating on half of the crocodile, igniting all the grease.

Zhao Xiaoyun squatted on the mound, gnawing at the meat of Longjia, which was left over just now, while urging the real fire of samadhi and sprinkling seasonings.

"Good is easy to use. How to apply the material?" The little fat man had a hard time. He didn't get the real fire of samadhi for a long time, so he could barely control it and didn't dare to touch it with his hands.

"I'll do it!"

Tang Chuan drinks the "protection fee" paid by a little fat man, a jar of wine that is known as a hundred years old. There is a miraculous medicine in the jar, which is the life-saving medicine given to him by his master.

Just a small mouthful, Tang Chuan then whole body comfortable, like God help, some tired body also recovered to full bloom.

A big hand into the fire, fingertips greasy, in the crocodile above the jump, followed by a succession of sparks, opened majestically, thank no life.

"The fire is not small, and it has a trace of flavor, but it is not the real fire of samadhi after all."

Ya'er sees the flame, envies, envies and hates, but does not forget to mend the knife, and tells the difference of flame.

"Little fat man" Tang Chuan looked at the little fat man with a smile. His goose bumps fell to the ground, and his heart was not good.

"Do you have any old wine in your family or in your family? Get some for me, and I can help you make samadhi fire." He is not a joke, but he has a way to make samadhi fire.

The little fat man shook his head in reserve and did not dare to offend Tang Chuan."I didn't joke with you."

Tang Chuan laughed and stopped talking, and returned to his old place to drink. He wanted Zhao Xiaoyun's old wine to be honest, but he could not do the matter of taking advantage of it. After all, the fat man was obedient and not the enemy.

But he had some regrets, did not get this thing earlier, if it had been done earlier, the fat boy would be so leisurely now.

Thinking, Tang Chuan saw a small fat man, surprised his scalp numb.

"What do you do?" The fat man whispered, and he turned to ya'er for help. Just now, he found that there was something wrong with the news. Instead of hiding it, he could just say it.

"Cold mix!"

Ya'er gave Zhao Xiaoyun a white eye, she love not to help. Helping him at this time is no different than burning the fire. She is not Lei Feng.

"Spelled..." he said

Little fat man has no way, a bite, decided to use wine for their own.

He was shy of a round, small face, no longer eat and drink, but said, "boss, my master wants to get some monsters from here to drink, he there wine more than a hundred years."

"That's true?" Tang Chuan eyebrows a pick, although he did not know the origin of the small fat man, is really not believe the words of the small fat man. It is not too difficult to take the demon to drink. It is hard to kill for many years except for some of them. The monsters are almost extinct, and as for the generation of intelligence, there is little possibility.

"Never speak in vain!"

The fat man clapped his chest and sold his master without saying anything.

On one side, ya'er turned her eyes over, and she naturally knew the teacher's commitment of the fat man and how bad the pair of teachers and apprentices were. However, she did not think that the two apprentices could fall well under the hands of Tang Chuan. At present, the man was able to rule over all kinds of strong people who were not satisfied with the situation.

Tang Chuan smiled, raised his hand, and Zhao Xiaoyun's greasy hand swore, just as ya'er thought. He never knew what kind of person a fat man was. For such a person, he could only suppress it strongly.

"Plus food! You are rewarded, chubby! ""

Tang Chuan shouted. He found a lot of food materials from mustard. Compared with the common of dragon, armor and crocodile, many of the ya'er who have seen a lot of people can't name it. It is just looking at the crystal clear meat and drooling. It is no better than a fat man.

Cut off the trees with grass, and the sword is full of Qi. This is not the long term of tangchuan, but it is now very easy. Cut the tree with a grass, just to make a table.

"Wait!"

The little fat wolf howled, like seeing the world-famous beauty. Unexpectedly, a gun block the grass in tangchuan's hands, and it also saves a small section of the tree in the middle of the tree.

"It's like a green heart. Is it possible to have this kind of thing in the old tree? How many years does this tree have to be? "

Small fat son holds up what thousand jin of wood block, looks at the middle that small section of green wood stamen, cry first and then laugh, crazy general?

"Qingmu heart..." br >

Tang Chuan talks about the word. If the treasure in the hearsay is born in the ancient god tree, the great energy will also fight. This tree is very common, but its heart is a green wood heart. It only takes two meters to build an immortal, which is better than the so-called green Jiao gun.

"Brother, no, it's the master." After all, the fat man was not ordinary. He reflected that he hugged Tang Chuan's thigh: "if you help me get the heart out of the green wood, I will definitely persuade the old bastard to do it with the master. The young man has long seen the family members are upset!"

He only promised one thing, but it was just in the lower reaches of Tang Chuan, which was also the help he needed. People live in the world, can not solve everything with violence, more often in the dark corner of the solution.

Grass brush a few sword, will be small fat tree unable to break open, cut open, the heart of the wood slide down on the ground.

"My Lord, I am so dear!" "Chubby is surprised and happy. He doesn't want to let go with his heart with the heart of green wood." I want to cultivate feelings with him and build the first gun in the world of cultivation! "

"Don't say I know you! Shame! " Ya'er rarely said a word, no longer give the small fat white eyes.

"Hey, hey!"

Little fat man did not care, is grinning, has not yet achieved the boxing ya'er, foot kick Tang Chuan, the dream woke up.

"Continue to bake!"

Tang Chuan took out a wooden bowl and poured himself a bowl of wine, and then he had a large piece of roast meat. But before beer has been barbecue to come to the refreshing, all over the body of the golden light, spirit overflowing.

"First, who is the one who needs to have a stomach mat!"

He said hello to Tang Chuan. Zhao Xiaoyun was left to watch ya'er take a small step, sat on the left hand of tangchuan, and took a bowl of wine and drank it all over.

"Don't worry, refine slowly. Maybe you can break through the early stage of the xuanming state tonight. By the way, he has not asked for advice on Fangming... "Tang Chuan points to ya'er and seals the spirit of wine and meat in ya'er's body, and continues to ask his name.

"Boss, my name is Tangya. You can call me ya'er."

Ya'er hesitated for a moment and said, she did not know what to call tangchuan. The family of the same surname was not so easy to approach, whether rumors or facts were so easy to access, but the fat man was dying of a pit."Ya'er? "Elegant and elegant?" Tang Chuan smiled and talked about the word "Ya". I think he was able to read four books and five classics, and he could almost recite the general learning of Zizhi. Such talent is the reason why he can be so brilliant in medical skills. Ancient words have the cloud: the book is read 100 times, and its meaning is self-evident.

"It is."

Yaer nodded, sat refining spirit, small face red, more attractive than just now. Unfortunately, she is not Tang Chuan's dish.

"Come and eat it too!"

After a long time, Zhao Xiaoyun heard this sentence, and tears were full of tears for a while.

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