The strongest husband in the world

Also, my witch is a person who eats all over the world. If you enter my stomach, you will naturally not become a vulgar thing, it will have a unique meaning."

The witch looked at Yang Yu and said with a smile, her face was not red and her heart beat,

"Amitabha Buddha, the meaning of the female benefactor's words is a poor monk, but I don't understand it. After absorbing the essence, what you eat will enter the place of reincarnation of five grains and then be sent out from the exit of reincarnation?"

Yang Yu looked at the witch, his eyes turned straight.

"Uh..." The witch was speechless, her face was uncomfortable, what Yang Yu was referring to was too disgusting.

"Amitabha, is there any other way for the female benefactor to get her out?" Yang Yu clasped his hands together, looking at the witch very curiously, as if humbly asking for advice.

"How can your monk speak so vulgarly? Looking at your long eyebrows and big eyes, it turns out to be a wicked one." The witch stared at Yang Yu and said rather uncomfortably.

"Amitabha, the female donor herself said that entering your belly can have a special meaning. The poor monk is just curious."

Yang Yu shook his head and said, suddenly, Yang Yu looked at the witch with weird eyes, "You drink all monkey wine. If you all come out of that place, it does have a special meaning."

"..." The witch looked at Yang Yu, but didn't understand.

"Amitabha Buddha, that place is a good place. All men yearn for it. What's more, if the female benefactor is so beautiful, then more men will want it. Those monkey wines have a special meaning, the poor monk understands." Yang Yu nodded.

The witch looked at Yang Yu, her face suddenly darkened, she now understood what Yang Yu meant.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor is indeed a natural wonder. Although the poor monk has never seen it, she has heard of it. It was precisely because of this wonderful thing that the world wrote a poem, and the world called the poor monk a poem. Buddha." Yang Yu's eyes turned straight and looked at the witch.

"..." The witch didn't speak, she sat there stiffly, she couldn't tell what her expression was, anyway, it was pitch black and her mood was not very good.

"The poor monk presented his ugliness to the female donor, and today I wrote a poem to let the female donor know where the name of the poor monk this poem Buddha comes from." Yang Yu smiled, stood up directly, and looked up at the sky. ,Hands together.

"This poem takes seven, seven, four, seven, nine days to study and revise every day. It can be said that it is a jewel of words and words, and the image is incomparable. It also invites female donors to comment. Device.

The two-petal condensed flower dew of , Taoyuan leads into Yaochi.

How can Danqing write soft and soft places, when it is difficult to dye bright red.

It's a rascal from Cangjie, whose pictographic paintings are compelling."

After an impassioned recitation, Yang Yu recited this wonderful poem very vigorously, turned his head to look at the witch, Yang Yu smiled and asked, "Female donor, I wonder if the title of Poor Monk is worthy of the Buddha?"

"..." The witch looked at Yang Yu with a dark face, she didn't know what to say, she also had some blushes on her face, she didn't know if it was caused by drinking, or because she was a little embarrassed.

"Female donor?" Yang Yu looked at the witch with a smile, and said.

"Monk, why are you so vulgar? Are you a flower monk? But how old are you and why do you write such a poem?"

The witch spoke very speechlessly, her face a little angry.

"Amitabha, the poor monk just accidentally listened to Master talking about that wonderful thing, coupled with Master's usual influence, that's why this poem came up." Yang Yu looked at the witch and said with a smile.

"..." The witch did not speak, looking at Yang Yu speechlessly.

He really doesn't know what kind of force Yang Yu's master is from now. Such poems can be made. There are many people in this sect...

The witch shook her head, her face speechless.

"Female benefactor, can a poor monk deserve the title of Poetry Buddha?" Yang Yu asked again.

"If you really only know poetry like this, I think you should change your name to Monk Flower." The witch said silently.

Chapter 1216 What is the relationship between me and Black Heart Baby!

"What?" Yang Yu looked at the witch in shock with an incredible expression.

"The truth I told you," the witch nodded, looking at Yang Yu with a strange face.

"The poor monk of Amitabha is dissatisfied. I must prove myself today," Yang Yu said with a grimace. "This female donor, the poor monk, in this situation, writes a poem again, which will definitely shock the donor."

"Don't be such shameless poems, don't use me to compose poems." The witch raised two fingers and stared at Yang Yu and said, speaking in a bad tone.

"This..." Yang Yu hesitated somewhat embarrassed.

"If you can't do it, stop talking, practice some, I will take you to robbery and make up for you."

Looking at Yang Yu, the witch curled her lips speechlessly.

"Naturally, the poor monk is a poetry buddha. Isn't it easy to compose an impromptu poem?" Yang Yu smiled strangely, clasped his hands together again, and looked up at the night sky.

"This poem is based on this situation and scene. The content is magnificent. It must be an unprecedented creation. This poem is: There are fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot.

It turns into a bird, its name is Peng, Pengzhida, it needs two barbecue grills, one secret, and one slightly spicy!"

Yang Yu has a cheerful face. In this situation and scene, chanting a poem, still such a magnificent poem, Yang Yu feels extremely comfortable.

"Uh..." Looking at Yang Yu, the witch's face was very strange, and the corners of her mouth kept beating.

"Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk is so talented, this poem will surely endure forever." Yang Yu looked at the darkness around him and said loudly.

"Where are you confident?"

The witch looked at Yang Yu.Her face was very strange, she was very speechless to Yang Yu now.

"Amitabha Buddha, can't this poem by the poor monk be called unprecedented, and there will be no one afterwards? Do you think that in this world someone can make a poem more wonderful than the poor monk?"

Yang Yu looked at the witch in front of him with a very strange expression.

"Your poem is the only two of us here. I guess if Kun Peng is here, I'm afraid I will kill you!"

The witch looked at Yang Yu speechlessly with a strange face.

"Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk understands naturally, so Kunpeng is no longer there now. What's more, the poor monk only expresses feelings. Isn't the poor monk right?" Yang Yu looked at the witch, rather unhappy.

"Haha, do you know where this is?" The witch smiled silently, "Amitabha, this place is in the dojo of Beihai Kunpeng." Yang Yu folded his hands together.

"Then you dare to say such a thing?" Looking at Yang Yu, the witch's face was very strange.

"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor is surprised at what he said. It is precisely because the poor monk is here that he can express his feelings and write such a poem."

Yang Yu sat down and looked at the witch, very speechless.

"..." The witch has nothing to say. He now knows why the people in Baiduanshan all call Yang Yu an unscrupulous monk, and there is simply no communication.

Yang Yu stood up and stood alone on the bow of the ship, with his hands folded, his head looked up at ninety degrees, and one... a white robe facing the wind cave, extremely elegant.

"There is a fish in Beiming. Its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot.

It turns into a bird, its name is Peng, Pengzhida, it needs two barbecue grills, one secret, and one slightly spicy!

Good poem, good poem!"

Yang Yu read the poem again and liked the poem even more.

"boom!"

However, Yang Yu hadn't acted for half a minute, and a terrifying black thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, directly blasting towards Yang Yu.

"Uh..." Yang Yu was immediately stunned. The lightning speed was too fast, and Yang Yu almost dodged well, and was immediately overwhelmed by the black thunder.

"..." The witch sat there quietly, looking at Yang Yu speechlessly, but now suddenly she sees the black Lei Ting appear out of thin air, killing Yang Yu, her face is even stranger.

"My Nima..."

Yang Yu yelled, and countless black thunders poured out from his right hand, directly annihilating the thunder on his body.

However, Yang Yu, who had just emerged from the Black Thunder, had a very ugly face, extremely dark.

It wasn't because of the thunder, because the thunder did not cause any harm to Yang Yu at all, it was all because of his dark face and extremely bad mood.

"You..." Looking at Yang Yu, the witch's eyelashes kept beating, and her body trembled slightly, looking like she couldn't help but laugh.

"Fuck, pretending to be struck by lightning, pretending to be struck by lightning."

Yang Yu's face was dark, and he walked back to the table very speechlessly, lowered his head in an extremely bad mood, "Puff..."

After listening to Yang Yu's words, the witch could still hold her smile, she couldn't help it, she laughed directly, and the silver bell-like laughter made Yang Yu's mouth twitch constantly.

"Pop!" After a minute, the laughter had not stopped, Yang Yu, with a dark complexion, directly raised his hand and slammed it on the table. He looked up at the witch, and everyone could see the unhappy expression on his face. , No more, you little monk is too funny, hey..." The witch clutched her abdomen and laughed so hard that she couldn't stand upright.

"Don't be laughing, or don't blame me for being polite, this month is black and windy, and there is no one around, be careful that the poor monk forced you to do it!" Yang Yu twitched, his face darkened.

"Uh..." The witch's laughter suddenly stopped, and she looked at Yang Yu incredulously.

"Just stop." Yang Yu curled his lips and said very upset.

"You just said you want to force me?" The witch looked at Yang Yu, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

"Poor monk doesn't want to talk to you." Yang Yu started with an unhappy expression.

"Giggle...it's the first time I heard someone dared to tell me to force me. You are the first monk." The witch didn't get angry, but she smiled at Yang Yu, very kind.

"Don't talk, the poor monk refuses to communicate with you." Yang Yu glared at the witch and said angrily.

"Forget it, I don't know what your unscrupulous monk is, just treat it as a joke, my sister doesn't care about you."

The witch was happy enough and waved and said,

"..." Yang Yu curled his lips, disdainfully.

"Oh, if you are a black-hearted baby, maybe I can still think about it. That little brother has a lot of origin, and he is Yuechan's husband. I am more interested in him." The witch sat there, her eyes blinking. Said.

"How do you know what happened in the ancient holy courtyard?" Yang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the witch very strangely.

"How do you know?" The witch looked at Yang Yu and smiled.

"What you said, what is the relationship between Yang Yu and me, one sentence can explain, he is me, I am him, this guy has already told me about this."

Yang Yu curled his lips and said confidently.

Chapter 1217

"We almost all know about the Heaven-Mending Sect. We know everything about the Heaven-Mending Sect. Except for the big secrets, we all know each other well and know well." The witch shrugged, very relaxed. Speaking of.

"..." Yang Yu curled his lips, becoming even more speechless.

"Hey, I didn't expect the immortal king's posthumous child to exist in this world. In this world where there is no strong person at that level, I am afraid this black heart baby will be a hope." The witch looked at Yang Yu and said with a smile.

"What that guy does has nothing to do with me." Yang Yu curled his lips and refused to talk.

"The fairy prince heir, he is born extraordinary, he is extremely powerful in all aspects, do you have the resources to train him?" Looking at Yang Yu, the witch frowned and asked.

"Do you have the ten fierce treasures? Can pure-blooded creatures be eaten? Do you have immortal powerhouses? Can you be your master?"

Yang Yu looked at the witch and asked questions continuously, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"..."

But the witch was stunned. Yang Yu's four questions had a huge impact on her.

It can be said that she has nothing to say. With the resources Yang Yu said, I am afraid that all the treasures of the Jietian Sect combined cannot compare with the forces behind Yang Yu.

"So, don't worry if you have nothing to do, how the fairy prince heir exists, and what level of genius I am, do you think we will choose a force with no foundation?" Yang Yu said with a smile.

The witch had nothing to say, her eyes flickering at Yang Yu, and the little trouble behind Yang Yu, her eyes flickering more and more uncertain.

"You'd better not calculate us, otherwise your entire church will be gone." Yang Yu looked at the witch and said with a smile.

As for the existence of immortality, Liu Shen is considered to be, but basically cannot help Yang Yu and the others.

But can't it be bluffing if you pull it out?

Liu Shen is not fake!

As for the ten fierce treasures, are you okay?

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Budian got up at this moment, the divine essence had been absorbed, and she woke up and asked.

"Eat." Yang Yu nodded and said.

"Ok,"

Xiao Bu nodded, walked over and prepared to drink some Sprite to be shocked, but when he saw the empty bottle under the witch's feet, his face suddenly became dark, "You fat girl, why do you drink all the wine?"

"Don't eat your things for nothing, go, my sister will take you to robbery." The witch turned around on the ghost ship, her black dress was flying, her ivory-like body shone with lustrous lustre, and dust appeared agile.

"Who is robbed?" Xiao Budian asked.

"When I came to your domain, I was naturally aimed at Kunpeng, but it was too difficult. It's better to find some unpleasant guys to rob."

The witch is serious, she is holy and empty when she speaks these robbers.

This made Xiao Budian quite speechless, and at the same time, she was shocked. She... is not a person from the wasteland?