Tripod Reverses the Heaven

In the face of the old-fashioned intercession, the little fox was indifferent. She was still wiping her tears, and her appearance was extremely poor.

"Don't let go, don't let go, just don't let go. You don't know. As soon as I let go, he ran away... Sobbing!"

"This..."

On the spot, the old face of the ancient style was black and speechless.

At this time, I saw a familiar woman's voice in the crowd: "sister xun'er, today is a rare day for old friends to get together. I advise you to let go. Sister promised you that he won't run!"

As soon as the voice fell, a woman in black rushed up and directly went up to the battle platform, causing bursts of exclamation again.

"You are..."

In an instant, several people on the platform were stunned.

But the woman in black slowly put down her black hat, revealing her true face.

"Yan Yan! You are sister Yan Yan! "

The first one to scream was the little fox, almost in an instinct. She loosened her grip on qingtianpeng's palm and rushed into Yan Yan's arms.

"Hahaha, sister Yan Yan, it's great that I can see you again in a few years!"

In the lower bound, Yan Yan has a good relationship with little fox.

Yan Yan's Yuanshen appeared on the throne stage. From then on, she disappeared until the collapse of Kyushu. Unexpectedly, by chance, the people gathered here again.

"Yan Yan..."

The ancient wind also shouted, and an inexplicable joy and excitement filled his heart.

Almost out of an instinct, he directly came forward and hugged Yan Yan tightly in his arms.

This scene instantly made the little fox silly, and a small mouth immediately became an "O" shape, which was incredible.

You know, men and women are different!

In terms of intimacy and estrangement, the little fox has known the ancient style for the longest time. It's the same thing that I haven't seen for so many years. Why didn't the ancient style give the little fox a hug?

However, the ancient style ignored the outside world's eyes. He still hugged Yan Yan tightly and asked softly, "Yan Yan, how are you these years? How many nights have I thought of you! " The tone is very gentle, which is not like a greeting between normal friends, but like a lover who has been reunited for a long time.

Bursts of heat came to her ears, making Yan Yan's pretty face red immediately. Instinctively, she wanted to push away the ancient style, but the embrace of the ancient style was very tight, so tight that she had no courage to push.

"I... I'm fine. Over the years, I've missed you... Guys!" Yan Yan added a word "we" to the back, which made the ancient style wake up immediately. They are not lovers, but ordinary friends.

With an awkward smile, the old wind let go. To avoid embarrassment, he immediately turned his head to the other people.

As a result, he found tragically that the others looked at themselves with surprised eyes.

At this time, qingtianpeng said, "when did you fall in love with Yan Yan? Why don't I know? "

"..." on the spot, the old wind's face was red, and Yan Yan blushed and quickly lowered her head.

"Well... Hahaha, Xiaoqing, what are you talking about? Aren't we old friends? "

In order to resolve the embarrassment, the ancient style had to fight ha ha. Yan Yan is a girl after all. She has a thin face and can't stand such a joke.

The people on the stage are all old friends. The embarrassment just now quickly disappeared.

Just as the ancient wind was going to thank the six holy kings in the void and leave, a loud Buddha's name came again from the crowd below: "Amitabha, oh no, the boundless Buddha! Up... Evil beast, where do you run? Today is the day when the little monk becomes a Buddha! "

When the roar began, a middle-aged Taoist in Taoist robes and floating dust in his hand rushed up and went straight to the sky above the battle platform.

There is no nonsense. Go up and fight.

Lingxiao, the other protagonist of the incident, immediately blackened his face and disappeared with a smile.

Burst and shouted, "you dead thief bald, you can follow me wherever I go!"

With a bang, the two fists blasted together without warning, and then they blasted back respectively.

This change really came so fast that the ancient wind didn't respond. The audience below were all dumbfounded.

"Lying in the trough, you dead thief bald, return my divine medicine!"

Gu Feng also recognized that this middle-aged Taoist was no other than an empty little monk.

Without saying a word, he kicked his foot on the empty little monk's ass.

"Your uncle's, how can there be evil animals here?"

If you succeed, the ancient wind did not continue to attack, and Lingxiao and emptiness did not continue.

It turned out that all this was just a farce. The empty little monk didn't intend to fight at all.

Kicked by the ancient wind, the empty old face immediately became embarrassed and shook the floating dust on the spot: "that... Boundless God..."

"Heaven, your mother!" On the spot, the ancient wind directly robbed the floating dust in the empty hand and threw it into the crowd. He continued: "you pretend to force me again and be careful of beating you!"

"..." in an instant, the emptiness was speechless. He recovered his original face on the spot and said with an embarrassed smile: "well, I'm not a monk or a Taoist. Let's get to know him again. My name is emptiness!"

"Little monk, your uncle!"

"Hehe, it's you dead bald donkey!" The little fox covered her mouth and smiled, which made Yan Yan laugh.

On the battle platform, only the black line on Lingxiao's face. No matter who, after so many years, is called by the "evil animal" who opens and closes his mouth, he won't feel good.

"Hahaha, today is really a good day. I didn't expect us to get together in such an environment. I said first, no matter what grudges you had before, who dares to fool around today, don't blame me for being rude. Go and find a place to drink! "

Gu Feng laughed, then turned his head and looked at the six holy kings in the void, arched his hands and said, "predecessors, thank you for protecting the Dharma for me today. Gu Feng is very grateful. Many old friends are gathered here today, so I'm leaving! "

"How are you? There is less than a month left, which is the day of Dabi. Are you ok? " Finally, Nangong asked a question that everyone was concerned about.

After all, the seven swords displayed by the ancient wind are all consuming their original essence. Don't forget that the most important reason why Xingtian will drink and hate here is that Japan's source consumption was too serious yesterday.

In this regard, the ancient style just smiled and bowed his hand: "thank you for your concern. The ancient style is fine. You can recover after a two-day rest!"