The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

"Brother, are you tired, can you stop howling?"

Yang Li looked at the giant who was still jumping with his feet in his arms, and shouted loudly.

The giant endured the severe pain, looked at Yang Li with hatred, bent over, continued to hold his foot with one hand, and smashed his fist with the other.

Yang Li was shocked, what a difficult move, he quickly lifted Kunpeng up and put it in front of him.

……

The giant restrained his fist abruptly, but it was too reluctant, and he fell to the ground with his body, knocking off the small mountain next to him.

"I really thought giants knew martial arts."

Yang Li looked up and looked at the screaming giant covering his feet with one hand and covering his head with the other, and murmured: "If your body isn't tough enough, don't perform such difficult moves."

In the severe pain of the witch, he couldn't hear what Yang Li was saying, and even if he did, he still couldn't understand, how could there be such a thing as resilience.

In fact, in ordinary places, it won't hurt so much if your feet get stuck or you hit your head.

But this time is different.

The one with the broken feet is the quasi-sage of the Yaozu, whose body is as hard as some innate magic weapons, not to mention that Kunpeng fainted, but still has the aura to automatically protect the master. The silver needle pierced the sole of the giant's foot.

The pain of knocking on the head is not without reason.

The vicinity here is the territory of the Li Wu Department. There are often witches who maintain the law of the sky and walk through it. There are thousands of meters high. In order to prevent the peaks from collapsing, every mountain here has a solid restriction at the core. He bumped his head into it in a daze, of course it hurt.

Otherwise, like the ordinary mountain peaks in the outside world, it doesn't matter if it is a hundred meters or a thousand meters, it is no more difficult for a giant to hit it than to hit the air.

There were bursts of severe pain in the head and feet. The giant could no longer maintain the sky and the earth, and the body shrank rapidly, and soon became a burly man about two meters high, just like a crooked shrimp. Bowed body, lying on the ground moaning.

Nothing can be seen on the feet, but the bulging bump on the top of the head is no smaller than Kunpeng's, like a unicorn.

Yang Li coughed lightly, and walked over, "Look, this is not a happy scene. If you call Gong Gong properly, the matter will not develop to this point."

The witch gritted his teeth and ignored him.

Yang Li held up the star sword and pressed it against the giant's head, "Call your ancestor quickly, or I will kill you with one shot."

The tone of voice was full of threats, revealing the meaning of determination.

But in fact, even if the sorcerer didn't say anything, Yang Li wouldn't let out the glow of the star sword at all, he is a good sorcerer.

Why should a good person embarrass a good person.

Just do it.

After discovering that fish and dragons were mixed in the prehistoric world, whether they were liars, fraudsters, or perverts, Yang Li practiced his acting skills hard, trying to survive in such a dirty environment.

Looking at it now, he feels that his pure little white lotus is developing well.

"If you beat me to death, I will not summon Gonggong."

The witch gritted his teeth and snorted coldly. When he talked about Gonggong, his tone was not respectful.

This Yang Li is a little strange, Gonggong is the ancestor, why do you feel that the witches are very hated?

"I advise you to cooperate. Although I am kind-hearted, sometimes it is difficult to speak."

Yang Li continued to act like a vicious bastard, and felt that he was doing it very well.

The witch was really frightened, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Li laughed and said: "I might as well tell you that my master and ancestors are all out-and-out perverts, and I like strong and powerful men like you. If you don't cooperate, I will take you to the master's gate." , your result is hard to say, how long you can live depends on your ability and whether you are strong enough."

The sorcerer's face turned pale, which was more terrifying than being raped by an ugly woman.

More importantly, if you extend your thinking, the ancestor is a pervert, and the master is also a pervert, so the attributes of this apprentice are very clear.

No way?It wouldn't be that dangerous now.

Subconsciously, he didn't even bother to cover his head and feet, and the witch hurriedly covered his butt.

……

It feels like the other party has misunderstood something.

Yang Li got angry, "What are you thinking? I'm not a pervert."

"Yes, yes, yes, your ancestor is a pervert, your master is a pervert, but you are not a pervert." The sorcerer nodded desperately, clutching his buttocks and arching his back.

"Then why are you still covering your butt? Put your hands down quickly."

"I won't let go!"

"Put it down quickly, show your butt generously!"

"No, I don't want it, just let me go, woo woo woo."

Yang Li was dumbfounded, why are you crying, like a little daughter-in-law who is about to be wronged.

Am I that scary?

Next to him, Kunpeng woke up again under the nourishment of Huang Zhongli, subconsciously touched his forehead, and when he touched the two horns, his whole body trembled in pain, "What's going on?"

The first bulging bag, he had the impression, was that the saint hid to the side and hit it with a stone.

For this bag, Kunpeng felt that he was also responsible. He didn't guess that the sage was trying to pretend to be a weak mortal, so he didn't hide in time, which was wrong.

Put it on, no problem.

But how did the second package come about?

When I woke up dimly before, I seemed to see a man with a grim expression, who slammed a stone down with a grinning smile.

At that time, my mind was still confused, and I didn't see who it was.

Shouldn't he be a saint?
Kunpeng looked at Yang Li suspiciously.

Yang Li's face remained unchanged, and he never mentioned what happened just now, "Oh, Xiao Hui, you finally woke up, but it scared me to death. I'm afraid you won't wake up, so I specially fed you a yellow pear."

The distress in those eyes was unmistakable.

Kunpeng was shocked, how could he doubt the saint?It must be that I was confused when I was hit for the first time before, and everything after that was an illusion.

The saints have compensated with the innate spiritual fruit, that's enough!

Indeed, the sweet taste of Huangzhong pear remained in his mouth, and Kunpeng looked at the saint with a happy smile.

One person, one bird, looking at each other affectionately.

The sorcerer looked straight, and got up like crazy, with his buttocks facing backwards and his face facing Yang Li's direction, and he jumped backwards to escape.

Mom, help me.

Really perverted.

The kind that don't spare the mounts.

Look at the crooked eyes, who is not afraid.

When Yang Li saw that the witch was about to run away, he was shocked, "Boy, stop!"

Hearing this, the witch man ran faster, but it was really inconvenient to run backwards, so he turned around cruelly, clutching his buttocks and jumping far away.

The mana was so painful and slackened, but the basic physical fitness was still there. With a kick and a jump, it was hundreds of meters away.

"Is this a witch man or a rabbit spirit?"

Yang Li was stunned for a moment, and sneered again and again.

Just kidding, can you jump as fast as you can fly?

"Tread Cloud Covering Start!"

Yang Li turned into lightning, caught up with the witch man in an instant, pushed him to the ground, then turned the starlight sword upside down, and firmly used the hilt to reach the witch man's waist.

"Call me your ancestor!"

The sorcerer was held down and couldn't get up, turned over and couldn't turn over. He felt Yang Li pressing on his back, and then something hard hit him. He couldn't help but shed tears of humiliation, and murmured:

"Xiaohong, I'm sorry for you!"

"Woooooo."