Museum of Demons

　　East China Sea·Under the waters.

Fang Fengpan, dressed as a fisherman, was sitting on a rock with his toes, his companion over there, a young man looking at the front angrily, a tall man was **** with a chain on a dragon stone pillar , But now this man who looks the most prestigious is embarrassed.

　　 "I am the ancient **** of mountains and seas, and the desolate **** of Sakurajima, like..."

　　 There was a snap, and the words were not finished yet.

　　 The young man drew a chain directly on the man, shivering and shouting.

　　 The young man spit out coughingly, and said with a grin: "Grandma's crippled legs, what are you going to do? Say it again? Be careful that I chop nine of your heads for drinking and eating."

　　 "Besides, do you agree or not?"

　　 Sang Liu was stunned: "Agree with what?"

　　 The young man on the other side jumped up in anger, and said grimly: "Do you still dare to talk back?"

　　 "Do you agree?!"

　　 "Do you agree?!"

　　 Every time he asked him, he would directly chain the chain, like a whip. The Huang Shenxiang Liu, who was once called the Yachi Orochi, was drawn with a bruised nose and swollen face, but he always maintained his spine and disagreed every time.

　　 Fang Feng felt that he couldn't just lay down just like that.

After all, 　　 is also a descendant of the Xiangliu ethnic group.

　　 If it really doesn’t work, those who lose the willow will also lose the people who work together.

　　 After all, the Lord humiliated his officials to die and preserve the Lord's face, this is also the task they must complete.

Looking left and right, there was no suitable chain, and he was silent. Fang Feng pulled the seven wolves off his pants, shook, and slapped the water away. The two had a good meal against Xiangliu, and finally connected. The physiques of the giants and the water gods were exhausted, and the man whom Xiangliu transformed was beaten to a bruise and swollen face.

　　 The young man was dressed coarsely and cursed: "You said, agree or disagree?"

　　 Xiang Liu gritted his teeth: "Agree with you!"

　　 "Oh, my mouth is quite hard, with the characteristics of your ancestors."

　　 The young man leaned on his knees and sneered: "Wait, wait for your grandpa to ease my strength, and then cut you."

　　 Sang Liu burst into tears, almost collapsed and roared:

　　 "I'm asking what you agree with!"

　　 "Agree to agree to agree, what do you want me to agree to, and what do you want to agree to, you say!"

　　 "Agree what!"

　　 The atmosphere was silent and embarrassed for a moment.

　　 Square seal: "……"

　　Youth Water God: "..."

　　 Fang Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the companion next to him: "Did you not tell him?"

　　 The young man looked at Fang Feng stiffly: "I thought you said it."

　　 Fang sealed and opened his mouth: "You obviously brought him back."

　　 the young man said: "But I just went to your house to remove the jar of pickled vegetables."

　　 Fang Feng nodded: "Yeah."

　　 took a break and turned his head abruptly:

"Um??!"

After a while, he was beaten so that his parents didn’t recognize it. From a snake to a lizard, Xiangliu understood that these two ancestors and the second uncle came over and said they were the ancestor’s boss. To wake up, your organization needs your strength.

　　 The ancient water god, the demon **** Xiangliu, counterattacked China, undefeated vertically and horizontally.

　　 Sangyanu was very excited.

　　 then chose to refuse.

　　 The ancient water **** revived, flooding the world, magnificent?

　　 This is so impressive.

　　 But what does this have to do with a young man like him?

It's ok!

He was involved in this kind of thing. Isn’t it a natural cannon fodder, a supporting role that was hung up and beaten by a front character, plus experience points for the opposite genius disciple, and finally he even packed up a snake skin snake blood inner alchemy into a pot. Has the food been swallowed?

Some time ago, he said that a firework would blow up Fuyue directly, and he still remembers it. If that person comes back again, chop him and add some cooking wine, scallion, ginger, garlic, and stew it. , Who would he cry?

　　He has nine heads.

　　 He is not stupid.

　　He is very smart.

　　 However, Sang Liu who held this belief honestly acknowledged the counsel in the end.

　　 There is no other reason.

　　 I just felt that it was an ancestor's thing after all.

　　Furthermore, Water God Gonggong is the top **** of ancient times after all.

　　 shows a little bit, it can make oneself progress by leaps and bounds.

　　 "So, two ancestors, can you move the guy thing away?"

Xiang Liu laughed stiffly. After signing the ancient contract honestly, Fang Feng and the young man slowly moved the piece that was around his neck, and pierced the ground. Even after this, it was too late for Xiang Liu to repent.

　　 This is the legendary power of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

The last inheritor of the innate gossip, the creator of the Shenzhou almanac algorithm, is also a method left by the ancestors of the Shang dynasty. No one in future generations can break it again. From now on, he Xiangliu will be the snake of co-working. If the co-worker tells him to go east, he cannot go west. Co-worker tells him to eat chaff, and he must not drink thinner.

　　 In short, there is no snake power, and it is miserable.

Fang Feng nodded in satisfaction, and immediately prepared to talk about the fact that the friend next to him would move his pickle jar, but when he saw the young man, he didn't know what to say, and finally sighed helplessly. After a sigh of relief, he said, "Since you want to eat something delicious, why not go to China to have a look?"

　　 The young man rubbed his face and said, "Wuzhiqi is awake."

　　 "I'm a little bit ridiculous with him. If he finds out that I'm in Shenzhou, he will definitely fight with me."

Fang Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Who let you control the Yellow River to occupy the waters of Huai Shui? Bingyi, you are not a supportless opponent. Besides, you don't know his temper. You do this kind of thing. , Never thought he would wake up?"

　　 Bingyi fell silent, and whispered: "Who knew he would wake up so fast?"

　　 "I wanted to take a shortcut at the time."

　　 "Who would have thought that Yinglong would have left, and the Yellow River directly robbed the waterway of Huai Shui."

　　 "As for why you don't go back to China, aren't there actually other reasons?"

Fang Feng thought of his friend’s experience back then, and he remained silent and didn’t say much—in fact, unlike Fang Feng, who had been in a state of cold fishing, Bingyi, as one of the four blasphemy river gods, was reviving the water god’s work together. , With considerable enthusiasm and expectations.

　　 When another companion was shot by the first emperor with a bow.

　　 Fang Feng never made a move, nor did Bing Yi.

　　 It's not that I don't want to make a move, but that I really can't do it, or that the previous injuries are still there.

　　 One of these injuries comes from ancient times.

　　 He Bo originally planned to join the team of King Yu as a second-to-five boy.

　　 It's a pity that King Yu is an iron man, and the potter next to him is also an iron man.

　　 Problem Deed and Nvjiao are first-class shrewd.

　　 In the end, it was fishing that he fell off, and was also cut by Kunlun Mountain's first thug, Ying Long Gengchen.

Afterwards, Bing Yi went to the Central Plains again. At that time, in the Spring and Autumn Period, a scholar took a white jade bib and crossed the Yellow River. No one knew what mission the young scholar was carrying and drove alone. , And even hurriedly crossed the Yellow River with Jade Bi.

But Bingyi realized that the material of jade bi was special, similar to Chobi. It could be used to suppress and contain the divinity. It was enough to break the seal of the **** of water, so he blocked the road forcibly and first sent his subordinates to stir up the wind and rain on the Yellow River. The masterpiece, and then sent two dragons to kill the scholar.

　　 Jiaolong, okay!

　　 How troublesome is it to kill a weak scholar?

　　 How about sprinkling water?

　　 As a result, the scholar said, "Left mixed with Bi, right hand with sword, and he will die when he strikes the Jiao."

　　 a fierce batch.

　　 In the end, he threw Jade Bi to He Bo with disdain, like a charity.

　　 He Bo was so angry that he threw it back. As a result, the scholar sneered three times. He smashed the thing and left with his sleeves. This meant that the jade was dirty and I didn't want it.

　　 Bingyi was dumbfounded.

　　 On the power of yin and yang weirdness, it still depends on the scholar.

　　 He Bo hasn't seen such a cruel one in many years.

　　Gonggong's subordinate, which one has a better temper?

　　 Finally, I was so angry that I found the scholar's teacher, and his heart was cruel, and he wanted to kill the scholar's teacher.

　　 Then, then there is no more.

At that time, the Bingyi was half-dead and was dragged back to heal his wounds. When Fang Feng asked, he realized that this guy had never deceived the scholar’s ​​teacher, and revealed that he was planning to rob, but in the end he did not rob or fight. I couldn't even say it.

Because this man carried the sword directly to kill the dragon, kicked the Yellow River Hebozu god, the yin and yang strange aura, so fiercely a group of scholars named Tantai Mieming, also called Ziyu, he has a very reasonable point. His teacher is called Confucius.

　　 and he looks like a scholar who is as fierce as Tantai Mieming.

　　 Nima still has a full seventy-one.

　　 When the angry Bingyi planned to kill Confucius, he kicked the door open, shouting which one is Confucius, and stood up and died.

　　 The chanting in the room stopped abruptly.

　　 Then the sturdy man who was holding the bamboo slips slowly turned around, watching him faintly.

　　 The man named Zilu silently drew a sword from the bamboo slip.

　　 After thinking for a while, put the sword down, lifted a big axe from the side, and shook it.

　　 Deep eyes, sneer.

　　In the silence, the most powerful man stopped playing the piano and said with a smile:

"Have friends come from afar…"

　　 squeaked, the wooden door slowly closed.

Every scholar stood up, his muscular muscles revealed a heavy shadow on He Bo's face. In silence, Bingyi's gaze changed from a bird's-eye view to a head-up, and finally his gaze slowly rose to see the tallest one. Covering the sun directly, the corners of Bingyi’s mouth twitched—

　　 You care about this...

　　 called a scholar?

　　…………

He Bo Bingyi, who had recovered from the tragic memory that he did not want to look back, was silent for a while. UU reading www.uukanshu.com's past experience taught him two communication methods: to persuade people with reason and to persuade people with reason. , And Xiang Liu is the victim of the new generation. Perhaps this is also the so-called inheritance that those scholars said, it will be immortal from generation to generation... Bing Yi suppressed the distracting thoughts and exhaled a foul breath, saying:

　　 "By the way, when I went to get the pickled vegetables jar, I found a letter, it seemed that a monk who was mailed to you had left."

　　 Fang Feng was slightly startled.

　　 Bingyi said: "It seems to be looking for a museum, saying that I am looking for an answer."

　　 Fang Feng slowly said to himself: "Museum?"

　　 "Wei Yuan...?"

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　　 There should be a third update today...maybe the number of words is slightly less

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