Liu Zheng shook his head. "He is an ordinary man, and there is nothing wrong with him. The friar hasn’t moved yet. He should be waiting for the four signals." He said, lifting his head and smoking half a bottle of temper, he sighed with a sigh. "It’s still delicious! Let’s wait for outsiders to start work sooner or later. Let’s talk about it then. "
The two girls rattled the dice and drew their attention again.
As soon as the dice ring, the drinks disappear like snowflakes in the hot sun …
The more Liu Zhengyue drank, the more he felt that the two girls looked good, pulling Wen Leyang and asking, "Is it true that you said …?"
Wen Leyang also found an interesting thing. After mixing green tea, cola and soda water, the wine became boring. But when he heard Liu Zhengdi’s words, he was a little puzzled. "What is true?"
Liu Zheng’s eyes hooked on two girls’ faces and their eyes flashed with laughter. At this time, the deafening music stopped again. Chimpanzees were like happy sheep. I didn’t know when they had jumped to the DJ position. Fluently, Jingkou films revealed a frivolous "boring!"
After a pause, Leyang’s sweet voice suddenly became irritable. "It’s so fucking boring!"
Field metamorphoses, quiet to even Liu Zheng side two girls are frowned and muttered a sentence "make to scatter …"
A drunken young man near Datai unceremoniously pointed to Leyangtian and shouted with his Beijing accent, "Come on!"
Le Yangtian laughed and pointed to the guy. "This is what you said!" As soon as the words sound just fell, a piercing howl rose up and instantly cut off all the sounds!
Then all kinds of noisy sounds suddenly exploded from all sides! The baby coughs, the beast whimpers when it loses its young, and the wind squeezes into the window sill … All the frightening sounds in the world come together and become a spectre, laughing or crying.
Some people are pale and unstable while more people are cheering!
Happy sheep sweet in flashing lights as if sneer at a turn back to the floor.
Liu Zheng asked two slightly scared girls around him, "Is this always the case?"
One of the girls shook her head. "What a joke! Who dares to come?"
Another girl laughed, "It’s not bad to do this once in a while!"
Music, lights and bottles of various colors are ambiguous, and oxygen is indulged. Even the manic rhythm is just to break the shackles of the heart instead of piercing the knife of fear. Now the sound that keeps echoing has long been ambiguous. This is a complete brotherhood of the wolf.
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Wen Leyang’s face changed. He remembered that the sound was different, but the taste would not change.
A series of incredible objects, such as the pin-in-the-golden-nest flower dog’s tongue, have simulated witchcraft. Only when witchcraft takes shape will there be such a crack and abnormal sound like hell. Even if Wu Lishi’s seedlings don’t pay each other, no one can perform witchcraft.
Wenleyang and Liu Zheng said hello and walked quickly to the four monks booth. Liu Zhenggang wanted to go with him and was caught by two girls pitifully at the same time.
Liu Zheng has a soft heart …
The brotherhood of the wolf didn’t last long. When the isothermal Leyang flicker entered the four monks’ booth, it was over. D cut back to the original rhythm.
Wenleyang heart thumped a.
There is a thick stench in the booth, which seems to be as dense as the essence.
The expressions of the four heads are all smiling and satisfied, as if they were immersed in the joy of the bottom of their hearts and rolling gently in their seats with the beat vibration.
They left a fairly complete head, and their original lean and strong bodies have become a complete but soft, collapsed and shriveled human skin, flesh and bones have completely disappeared! Wenleyang carefully picked up a head that was extremely heavy, as if it had been stuffed into the subway slurry, with hundreds of pounds.
The hair has fallen off completely, and the scalp has a faint green color.
Young and widowed!
Wenleyang knew this kind of witchcraft. A few years ago, when he was still in the back of Hongye Forest, the people who died were carrying a group of people who had also won the lottery and went back to the Fang to find the fourth master. Later, in the scenic war, they made it clear that the group of people and the dead name robbed the fairy grass and were killed by the witch girl San Nian and her witch in Jiuding Mountain.
Wenleyang flipped through their lichens, except for some money. It seems that these four people have also lost their money …
Not only did these four monks just step on the roof, but they also disappeared after the brotherhood of the Wolf! Wenleyang returned to his seat and told Liu Zheng about the four monks who were young and widowed.
Liu Zheng with a full face of laughing and two girls scratched the dice while nodded low to WenLeYang said, "just after the brotherhood of the Wolf ambush outside those monks really yuan have been scattered dead! There are hundreds of people. This Leyang is sweet enough to be malicious. "He said, turning his eyelids as if he had a look at the roof, and his eyes were faintly worried.
One witch sings and a hundred monks die!
Although Wen Leyang and Liu Zheng can’t compare with raccoon dogs, celestial beings and others, they are suspected to be the best players of the younger generation in today’s cultivation of truth, but they don’t realize that the people in the painting city are like hands.
Even if these monks are in a bad mood, if they are Wenleyang and Liu Zheng, they will definitely beat the chicken to fly a dog to jump. It is impossible for them to be destroyed so sadly.
Liu Zheng sighed, the big horn and his flying sword were put in the bag, and there was security at the gate of the painting city. These things could not be brought in at all.
Wen Leyang got up again. "I have to go upstairs to see if Ji Fei and the water mirror are still in the building." These two old people suddenly appeared at this juncture. Whether it was Wen Leyang or Liu Zheng was suspicious, but Wen Leyang always didn’t trust them to stay in the leaker when he didn’t know what was going on.
The painting city may not be a master of repairing the truth, but there is less hidden one who killed more than 100 monks with no identity.
Liu Zheng has to get up, too. "I’ll go with you!"
Wen Leyang shook his head. "It’s better to have a care if you stay in the face!" As he stepped forward, a girl grabbed him and stuffed him with a dice jar. "It’s your turn. Don’t run again!" "
Wen Leyang walked out of the booth with something on his mind, just like a vigilant civet cat dodging up the stairs when the lights flashed.
The girl pursed her mouth and raised her hand to lift the dice jar, then she was surprised to stare big eyes and the dice broke.
Liu Zheng explained to him with a wry smile that "my friend had a big hand …" He shook his head with two girls and chatted without a word … Wenleyang had been in the building for more than ten minutes, and there was still no movement. Liu Zhengzheng hesitated whether he was also in the building when he suddenly got busy with his body, punched a piece of paper in his chest and finally put a Andy Lau mask on his face.
Two girls leng yi also xi xi ha ha with a mask in the booth three Andy Lau shaking dice together …
A short and strong old man walked slowly into the painting city. In front of this person, even Liu Zheng, the small owner, could hide his true power with the help of the character seal, so that he could barely avoid being discovered that the three real people of Goose and Sheep Road had come.
Chapter 19 Pistol
On the second floor, there are no seats, no card bags and no bar. There are maze-like long and short walls littered with thick ink and heavy colors. Wen Leyang can’t understand the painting. It looks like a pen of ink being sketched by people after splashing. Every wall is full of excitement and full of emotions, except for it.
There are also many people on the second floor, but the pentium is different. On the second floor, men and women are whispering in a little bit of wine, occasionally rippling a low laugh, and in a relatively quiet place, they don’t show their colors and provoke a hint of coquetry.
Wen Leyang is not afraid of many people, but he is afraid of no one. He can’t restrain his breath, and the practice of fixing the truth can’t escape the monk’s spiritual consciousness, but he is ordinary to the monk. The more people there are, the more careless he can be.
Ji Fei and the water mirror are not as sharp as Liu Zheng, the small head. At most, I know that someone is approaching and I can’t notice it. It is their two teachers, Wen Leyang, who put a mask on their face. In case Ji Fei is facing each other, they can resist a moment and walk slowly by the wall. Finally, they stopped in front of the only door. They are coming to Ji Fei’s road and heroism and laughed. "I can’t believe that this is really a painting city industry. What’s the name of Ge and Le Yang Wen Gong?"
Beijing dialect can’t erase the frivolous superiority and the sweet figure of Leyang. My brother called me sugar in Leyangtian, and it made me feel uncomfortable. "
The monk coughed with sugar.
Ji Fei’s old voice was solemn and steady. "Sugar … Brother Leyang, do you know where the painting city is?" Sophisticated people still don’t want to call chimpanzees candy.
Le Yangtian replied with a slight displeasure, "Do you think I can not know our home?"? It’s not very famous that our painting city has been repaired for generations, but it has been inherited for thousands of years. "
The water mirror and the monk asked angrily, "Then how are you an ordinary person?"
Le Yang’s sweet voice is a little depressed. "I grew up in poor health and couldn’t practice repairing Tianmen Road. It’s nothing at home. I just asked my brother for money to buy and sell in the sea and fooled myself."
Wen Leyang was happy at the door for the first time to hear such a strong man say that he was in poor health.
Ji Fei-dao hesitated for a moment before saying again, "Is there any expert in repairing heaven and earth at Leyang Family here?"
There is something inexplicable in the sweet voice of Leyang. "Of course not. It’s just a business here. What do you mean?"
The old man’s voice was loud and he heard the ground temperature at the door. Le Yang had goose bumps. "Well … that’s not good. I’m afraid it will be …"
Le Yang’s sweet tone is as warm and old as his brother Le Yang Wen’s "two friends are my brother’s friends, even friends of my painting city. Sugar is not a way to fix the truth, but I can’t ignore you if there is anything at home. Don’t hide it from me! I really want to have any dangerous candy, and I can probably cope with it. "I said that there was a snap in the room and Leyangtian put something on the table.

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