Jinlingyue

Chapter 893, The Man Behind the Scenes ([-]).

The hippopotamus shook its head and tail, showing a giant magic body, with its big belly pressed against the donkey's face, and asked him with a smile: "Little donkey, Zhantian Buddha said that you are not brother Ziwei's servant, so tell me Look, in the northern Xuanwu land, besides Brother Ziwei, who has the strength to protect you, so you won't be beaten by this hippopotamus all over the place?"

When Qiuyue and the others saw a little donkey blocking their way, they also stopped, watching their every move from a distance.

"The old ancestor's little pet is talking too much nonsense! If I was in front, I wouldn't blame him for not scolding him to death. If he can do it, he won't be beeping. With so much talking, it's no wonder the old ancestor doesn't like him!"

The black dragon eagerly watched them waste their words for a long time, and impatiently complained about them, talking to the holy spirit in a low voice.

"Because he has been controlled by the demon all the time, and his mental age is still a child until now, so don't expect so much from him, it's fine."

The Holy Spirit comforted him in a low voice.

"When I see me, I don't even say hello, just come up and hate me. Do you think I can not be angry? Forget it, I will settle the score with him when I return to Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland."

The black dragon nodded, smiled and said to the holy spirit.

"He can't go back! It is impossible for the ancestors to let the devilish energy enter the Wonderland of Haitian Miaoyin, even if it is left behind."

Qiuyue whispered to the black dragon.

"Qiuyue, then you have to find a good place for him! After all, he is my ancestor's childhood playmate, so don't let him enter the magic way again. If that happens, the ancestor will know, and I'm afraid he will die of grief. .”

Heilong helped Hippo plead with Qiuyue, and said in a low voice.

"Yeah! It's okay, just let him follow the Buddha, and it's not bad to be a good neighbor with our Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland in the future."

Qiuyue agreed to Heilong without thinking, and smiled.

"Stop rambling, okay? Look at them carefully, I don't know what's going to happen again. Is that donkey the one from Zhang Guolao's family? How dare this Dongtu Sanxian run to this western world?" Is the world coming?"

The Holy Spirit stopped the black dragon who was still talking nonsense, and spoke softly to him.

"Hippo, fake morality, fake big Buddha? Hahahaha. I'm not stupid, don't try to compete with me, I won't be fooled by you. If you want to know the big man sleeping behind me, try it first! If you don't have enough strength, Go away obediently, and stop talking."

The donkey was very calm, and said to Zhantian Buddha with a smile.

"Okay you little donkey, it seems that if we don't clean up you, you really think of yourself as a god! Come on, don't you want to compete in mana? Then your wish will be fulfilled, let you know that I know you In the pure land of Buddhism, there are no madmen, only masters. Come, come, let the horse come over."

Mr. Hippo shortened his stature on the spot and turned into a small hippocampus long ago.

He was suspended in the air, hopping and waving to the little donkey opposite him non-stop, and yelling at him loudly.

"You boy, will you become too small again? If I pass by with a donkey's hoof, won't you be smashed to pieces? In this way, I won't bully you for being small. You make the first move, and I will let you three Trick. Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh!"

The donkey roared and roared.

"Don't regret it! Fighting skills or fighting strength, it's up to you to choose. Hahahaha, Namo Amitabha!"

The little hippocampus clasped its hands together in a dignified manner, swung its tail, meditated in the air, and said with a smile.

"It's really beyond your control! Look at it yourself, let you do three tricks, keep your word!"

The little donkey looked at the little hippocampus, which was less than three or five inches in front of him, and almost spit out a mouthful of saliva without laughing.

"Then stop talking nonsense, little hippocampus, don't lose face to Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland, show him some color, otherwise this stupid donkey thinks he is invincible! If you don't fight, let Brother Monkey do it. "

Zhantian Buddha really couldn't stand it anymore, his head was about to explode from this stupid donkey in front of him, he wished that Little Seahorse would slap him and kill him immediately.

"Remember, this is the introductory martial arts in Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland. The seahorse created by my little brother is testing the waters and swinging the dragon's tail."

The little seahorse raised its tail, swayed left and right, and swung a jet of water as thick as the mouth of a bowl with a whoosh.

When the water column came out, it was like a long and slender watery palm, sweeping the little donkey's cheeks back and forth about ten times without leaning to one side or another.

The little donkey's face was hot, as if it had been whipped fiercely on the face by an iron chain a dozen times back and forth. The skull under the donkey's skin was almost smashed to pieces, and there was a buzzing in his head. The ground rang, and the eardrums were like window paper pierced by the north wind, constantly leaking wind.

Just when he was about to be unable to hold on any longer, Shenshui's arm must have been exerted too much force. After hitting the last blow, it fell to the ground with a bang, Zaoyu shattered into the dust and gravel.

"It's dangerous! Your mother, it will be my turn now."

The little donkey gritted his teeth and became ruthless.

"Brother donkey, this is the first trick! What? Can't take it anymore? Hahahaha. Namo Amitabha!"

The little hippocampus said with a smile, but his small eyes kept staring at the donkey boss's every move.

From the way he struggled to straighten his jaw from being twitched by the seahorse magic water of his Miaoyin Wonderland, the little seahorse knew that this stupid donkey would not take the next two moves.

Zhantian Buddha, Fozi, and Daozi looked at the two halves of the donkey's cheeks that had been pulled sideways, and knew that the skull of this guy had been shattered, and it would not be possible to repair it in a while.

So the three of them couldn't help but looked at each other, and each took a big step back.

Obviously, they are trying to make room for Haima, so that he can show his talents.

The little hippocampus understands, advances instead of retreating, and flies straight to the stunned donkey.

I started it myself, and gave the jackass a few big slaps.

This time, little hippocampus no longer fucked him with the seahorse primordial spirit, but beat him severely in the form of a person.

When he came back after the beating, the stupid donkey's big jaw fell off from the top of its head with a bang.

A big wave of dust was raised, and a gust of wind passed by, and it had already scattered away.

"Hahahaha! Stupid ass, your jaw fell to the floor."

Haima grinned and looked at the muddy donkey opposite him, and he couldn't help feeling a lot better in his heart.

"Hey hey hey! It turns out that he is a mud tire who has cultivated to become a master. I said why is he so rude!"

Daozi looked at the Buddha who was not moving at the side, and couldn't help but started talking to himself.

"So what if the mud is squeezed? I will clean up you as usual."

The muddy donkey has lost its jaw, and its speech is slurred.

"Hey, hey! Boy, do you want to work so hard? Your jaw fell to the ground. If you don't pick it up, it will be much more difficult to find it. Surrender, stupid donkey."

Daozi also persuaded the donkey, speaking incoherently.

To be honest, things that are made of mud can't stand the fate of bumps and bumps!

(End of this chapter)