One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Obviously, the words of the little gangster surprised everyone present. Of course, the possibility that he was a child with unscrupulous words can not be ruled out, but Zhang Yang firmly believes that he thinks that way: not believing in Buddhism. .

Luo Yulian circled the little hooligan’s table, and then looked at Zhang Yang again. She smiled and said, “No matter where you are from, don’t blame us for being unsympathetic when you bring it to the door by yourself. A tender baby, the skin can be tender with just a pinch. I have to enjoy it."

Hearing the word "enjoy", the little gangster's mind came up with the shameful things Luo Yulian and Zhang Yang had done just now. There was a blush on his face, and saliva came out of his mouth, "hehehe". Giggling.

The sharp-mouthed old man didn’t know what he was smirking, and said, “There’s a problem with your brain. Who of you likes to eat, but it’s best to move faster. If you solve it earlier, go back and receive the reward earlier, and stay in the human world every day. My body stinks."

Luo Yulian wanted to have a good time with Zhang Yang, but when it was dawning, her sexual interest was disturbed by this little thing, and she didn't want to do anything, so she reluctantly said to the two strong men: "Da Mao Ermao, you two get rid of Zhang Yang, old Xi, we both went to the back kitchen and fried this little monk."

The two strong men nodded, they walked to Zhang Yang, and then followed Luo Yulian's method, slowly holding the knife close to his body, one pointed the knife at his heart, and the other put the knife on his neck. .

The sharp-mouthed old man untied the rope from the little gangster, carried him back to the kitchen, and said to Luo Yulian as he walked: "It's better to steam it, the little one is not tender. It doesn't taste good when fried."

"Whatever you want." Luo Yulian said, turning around and looking at Zhang Yang, and said to him: "Little brother, I hope you won't be so back in the next life. If you provoke our great king, then it will be a dead end. The gods are here. I can't save you either." After speaking, she twisted her **** and followed the old sharp-mouthed man in.

Seeing that the two big guys were about to put the knife on Zhang Yang's neck and heart, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he used his internal force to materialize Liu Jian Ruohu.

The boiling white steam began to be released from Zhang Yang's body, and the two large hands were burned by the steam. They shrank their hands violently, and screamed back.

Unfortunately, Liu Ren Ruo Huo was released instantly by the publicity, and then wiped their necks at a rapid speed. The two people's heads were cut off in the blink of an eye, rolled to the ground, and fell aside.

Luo Yulian and the old man with sharp mouth, who were about to put the little gangster into the steamer in the back kitchen, heard the movement. Luo Yulian hurried out, while the old man with sharp mouth paused for a few seconds. Something's wrong.

The big guy is not low in strength no matter how to say it, and can make such a terrifying shout, which shows that the publicity is really extraordinary, he must have untied the rope. So the sharp-mouthed old man thought about it, but still thought it was a good idea to escape, so he picked up the little gangster on his back, tapped twice on him, sealed his acupuncture points, so that he could not scream, and then quickly fled out. .

Luo Yulian ran out and saw that the heads and bodies of Da Mao and Xiao Mao had been separated, and they had already appeared in their original form. They were two fat spiders. Green blood flowed all over the place, the air was filled with a nauseating stench, and Luo Yulian looked around, but there was no sign of publicity.

"Where are you! Don't pretend to be a ghost!" Luo Yulian yelled out of fear: "Old man! Old man! Damn, when my mother goes back, she will eat you so much bones!"

Just when Luo Yulian saw that the situation was bad and was about to escape, as soon as she turned around, she saw Zhang Yang standing behind her. Liu Bian Ruo Huo had been inserted into Luo Yulian's stomach. She stared down at her wound with wide eyes. She wanted to open her mouth to speak but couldn't make a sound because of the pain.

"If you tell me who your prince is earlier, I won't hurt you." Zhang Yang said coldly, "Unfortunately, he is a pretty fairy, and he has to look for death."

Luo Yulian opened her mouth, moved her lips, and then fell to the ground, showing her original shape, which turned out to be a sparrow.

"Crap!" Zhang Yang was still remembering what Luo Yulian's lips meant just now, but suddenly remembered that the little hooligan was still in the back kitchen, and when he ran over to take a look, he realized that the person was gone. Zhang Yang ran to the street, then blew a whistle, and saw a cloud of clouds flying down from the sky, and fell at his feet: "Cotton cloud, let's go!"

Zhang Yang circled Chang'an Avenue, but he didn't find the little gangster and the old man with sharp mouth. He guessed that the two must be running away from the city, so he hurried to fly outside the city. But he didn't fly long before he saw a small figure on the ground walking towards Chang'an Avenue.

"Little hooligan!" Zhang Yang called out his name loudly, and then flew down.

The hooligan rolled his eyes and walked on the road, but after two steps, he fell to the ground, unconscious. When he woke up again, it was already noon the next day. After opening his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar small room in front of him, a simple small bed, and simple furnishings.

But soon, a piece of clothing placed on the other side of the bed attracted his attention. It was a shabby robes with a few torn holes on it, and I didn't know who owned it.

When the little hooligan went out stretched out, he saw two large wooden basins and two wooden buckets in the yard. One wooden basin was empty, and the other wooden basin was filled with dishes and chopsticks. There is clean water in a wooden bucket. At this moment, Zhang Yang walked out of the back kitchen holding a pile of bowls he had just recovered. Then he saw the little gangster and greeted him.

"Wake up, do you want something to eat?" Zhang Yang put the tableware in the wooden basin and said, "Can you eat beef noodles?"

The little hooligan was stunned for a while, and then yelled: "No problem! Hehe!"

Because they were so busy, Liu Xiang, Big Mouth Liu, and White Bone Spirit were busy outside, and they couldn't take care of the little gangster, so now there are two people in the backyard, Zhang Yang and the little gangster, just right to talk.

"How did you come back last night?" Zhang Yang asked while washing the dishes.

The little hooligan stuffed noodles in his mouth, ate with relish, shook his head and said nothing.

"What's shameful?" Zhang Yang said dissatisfiedly: "I brought you back, and I brought you this side."

"Wait until I finish eating." The little gangster turned around and ate the noodles with his back to Zhang Yang, and praised it as he ate: "The beef tastes better, the lamb soup is too mutton."

"Close your pig mouth." Zhang Yang roared: "You **** have the skills to say this, you don't have the time to tell me about last night."