Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

The sound of "slap, slap, slap" is incessant, and any parallel imports have been smashed to pieces at this time.

The flexibility of this brick is quite strong. Even if it is treated like this by cute, there is still nothing, and it is still blowing bubbles, looking very happy.

"Heh... Bad things can't be beaten to death, right? Dare to bite me and see how I deal with you."

The little cutie is really angry, completely forgetting that she had a coveted face just now, and now she only thinks about how to torture Banzhuan.

Any one pouted and walked away without saying a word, so he was left to toss there alone, whether it was to smash or burn, it was his pet, and no one else had the right to point fingers.

Sanshi stepped forward and smacked Yiyi's chest, winked at him, Yihehe smiled, and said nothing, everything was silent.

These things are done in just a cup of tea, and no one knows what he has done and what he has gained.

And in a place that no one knows, at the end of this small stream, there is a bottomless sinkhole, and the black smoky air that was dormant in it has all disappeared, revealing countless bones inside.

There are people, and there are all kinds of beasts. They are always stacked together, like a natural cemetery.

Fortunately, no one knows such a place. As the black mist disappeared, a gust of wind blew, and the white bones were shattered, turning into dust all over the sky.

Under the refraction of the sun, it is crystal clear and translucent, just like a snow falling, which is indescribably beautiful.

On the next road, there were no more waves, everyone trekked on foot for three days, and finally arrived at their destination.

It was a dreamlike valley, a wonderland on earth that had never been seen before. There are pavilions and pavilions looming in the mountains and forests surrounded by clouds and fog, small bridges, flowing water and waterfalls, steps and plank roads.

From time to time, you can hear all kinds of piano sounds, coming from all directions. A few cranes flew slowly in the sky, accompanied by one or two clear and melodious crane calls from time to time.

Everyone stayed at the mouth of the valley, even more shocked than when Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

"My darling, is this still a human world? We're afraid we've already ascended to heaven."

Sanshi, a rough man, couldn't bear the shock, and couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

They were still trudging through the poor mountains and bad waters, fighting with all kinds of beasts.

Prince Baqi is not much better.

As a sea clan, there is only an endless sea as far as the eye can see. In addition to various fish and shellfish, the underwater world is full of strange coral groups.

When outsiders see it for the first time, they will inevitably be attracted by it. After watching it for thousands of years, they will be tired of it.

Here, in the same world, there is no such exquisite and unique scenery as the human race. Therefore, many people of the sea tribe will build their caves in places with particularly strange terrain.

There are even 3,000 feet of ground in the crevices and canyons, just to create an ideal kingdom of their own.

As for Mao Xian, he is a lonely old man, and all the scenery is just a passing glance, not worth nostalgic.

Even though he is only eighteen years old, he has been wandering around since he was a child, and he has seen all kinds of scenery. For such a fairyland on earth, he just appreciates it a little more, and his expression has not changed much.

It was said that before everyone's astonishment was put away, they saw countless maids in long skirts, each holding a flower basket, while scattering flowers, while meeting them.

"Welcome your distinguished guests to my Forgotten Worry Valley. My master, Wuchenyi, has been waiting for a long time at Zhutian Peak. I also ask you to follow me to bathe and change clothes, burn incense and meditate, and then go to see you.

Everyone, please! "

The person who spoke was a gentle and beautiful maid who was not like a mortal. She had the most outstanding temperament among the maids, and the flower basket in her hand was even more compact and unique. She seemed to be the head of the maids, and made an inviting gesture to everyone.

The Song family was a little flattered and followed behind, cautiously and with difficulty, fearing that the master would be dissatisfied.

Any one of them casually walked behind. They don't actually have much interest in the so-called dust-free clothes, but the scenery along the way is very good.

"The layout here is very painstaking, implying the potential of dry dragons, and I don't know how much effort the master has spent?"

"Master, what is the power of the dry dragon?" Ren Ren asked Mao Xianxian curiously.

Mao seemed to be stroking his beard, and was about to explain, but saw a few children chasing and slapsticking figures running over, slapsticking around a few people, interrupting the conversation.

"Come, come, Dalin, I'm here."

"Hahaha...Come and catch me! You can't catch me, just a little bit~~~"

The children grimaced at a little boy with pigtails on his head, deliberately teasing him.

The little boy wasn't annoyed and didn't chase after them. Instead, he raised his chin proudly and looked at any one of them, "Hey, where did you guys come from? It's a request again. What, tell me honestly."

Prince Baqi smiled coldly, "Little baby, why do we have to explain to you? We don't ask you?"

The little boy Jun blushed, stepped on a small stone with one foot, and said angrily: "The person you are asking for is my grandfather Wuchenyi, who offended me, do you know the consequences?"

"Child, are you threatening us?"

"Bah! I'm just warning you. This is our territory. If you dare to be disobedient, be careful and I will drive you out."

The little boy waved to the naughty children, "What are you waiting for? Serve them well for me!"

When everyone was wondering what he wanted to do, the little children who ran among them, like nimble little monkeys, climbed on top of them one after another.

"Drink! You're actually playing around, little guy, you're still too tender."

Several of them are monks, and they have long seen that these children are ordinary people, and they are not serious. They just grabbed their necks, and each carried one, just like throwing sandbags, "bang bang bang" all smashed at The little boy with the braids.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch..."

One after another, he was smashed by a group of flying children. The little boy couldn't bear it, and he was crushed to the ground.

Severe pain hit, the little boy's mouth deflated, and he cried out with a "wow~~".

The cry was loud and loud, and the children on his body were frightened in an instant. They all seemed to have encountered some terrible thing, got up and ran away without looking back.

The so-called hit a small, provoke a big.

A young woman with a rolling pin, an apron, and a turban, full of fireworks, rushed over aggressively.

"Who? Who bullied my son?"