Mo Yiming silently recited the word "Bamboo". Although he could not comprehend it, he felt a burst of excitement in his heart in his silent chanting, which was inexplicably attacked. And under this excitement, he seemed to hear the sound of swords and swords blending, roars and roars, the roars and phoenixes, and even the thunder roars, the waves rolled, and the mountain collapsed!

It seems that he resonates with this bamboo slip!

The sound echoed in his ears, making him breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes moved away from the bamboo slips, and he just touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

"So weird. What's this?"

When guessing, Mo Yiming had goose bumps on his body. After putting the bamboo slips into the Baichuan bag, he controlled the Qianyuanbao fan and headed straight towards the back mountain of Xifeng.

When we arrived at the back mountain, it was already late at night, and the five tigers were already asleep and snoring like thunder.

Mo Yiming jumped through the window and suddenly saw dense supplements on the ground. Unfortunately, most of the supplements are no longer edible due to time. But even so, a warm feeling came quietly.

The sound of opening the door was very small. Mo Yiming didn't want to disturb their dreams. He quietly poured the inedible supplements into the vegetable field. Mo Yiming felt a little distressed. So many supplements, but some monks could not reach, are now used to water cabbage, which is indeed a bit luxurious...

"stop!"

When he came back, the sound came from the pavilion, which shocked Mo Yiming and he couldn't help but become cautious, but in the next second, a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

"You dare to hurt my sixth brother. I will kill you. Stop for me and don't run away!"

The sound of gritting teeth came from the big tiger's room.

"These five brothers... treat me better than brothers. They have left these few days and have made them worried."

While pondering inside, Mo Yiming carefully returned to his room, looked at the moonlight outside the window, pillowed his hands on his head, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he felt that the feeling of being cared for by others had not been around for a long time.

Unconsciously, Mo Yiming gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, he was awakened by the sound of Dahu opening the door. Dahu was carefully handing a bowl of tonic soup through the crack of the door.

Mo Yiming wanted to tease them, so he walked to the door quietly, then opened the door suddenly, and with a wow, the big tiger retreated repeatedly.

The other four tigers also retreated together.

"Haha!" Mo Yiming laughed.

"Liuhu, you're naughty."

Although he was frightened, he also put down the stone in his heart when he saw Mo Yiming being alive.

"Come on, come on, come on, hurry up and drink this bowl of tonic soup while it's hot."

Dahu handed the bowl in his hand to Mo Yiming.

Mo Yiming was not polite, and after taking it, he took it, he gulped a few times.

"Sixth brother, wait, I'll find you big tonic pills!"

"Look at your sixth brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to have lost weight. My second brother is going to find the Phoenix Tail Feather Grass to ask you to make up for it."

"The third brother is going to prepare some good dishes now. Today we will have a drink."

"Then I'll go and prepare the wine!" Sihu was very excited and walked out of the back mountain when he spoke.

In an instant, the five tigers went there and were having fun. Only the big tiger suddenly thought of something, ran into the room quickly, then took out a conch, and blew it into the sky. When the sound sounded, a trace of blue light rippled.

"I am coming!"

Not long after, Wuheng fell from the sky, with his hands, one of them pulled Zhang Xiaopang and the other pulled Lei Xiao.

Lei Xiao and Zhang Xiaopang seemed to have been pulled around by Wuheng these days, and their hairstyles were still standing up like brooms. But their expressions looked a little dull.

Suddenly, Lei Xiao and Zhang Xiaopang bent and vomited at the same time.

At the same time, he stretched out his head, took a deep breath, and grabbed Wuheng's beard.

"I can't bear it anymore! I ate the roast chicken this morning and I gave it back!"

The two of them said in unison.

Wuheng screamed in pain: "Oh, my two little ancestors are just a roast chicken? I will give you back, give you back, let me go."

"snort!"

Lei Xiao and Zhang Xiaopang snorted coldly before letting go of Wuheng.

"I tell you, even if you are my master, if you pull us around like this in the future, be careful that your beard will be pulled clean." Lei Xiao said with a pout.

Wuheng also pouted, looking like he was wronged but dared not say it.

Zhang Xiaopang touched his hair, his heart was bleeding and said, "My hairstyle, it took me an hour to get it done this morning, and I was ruined by you. Do you know that your head can be broken and your hairstyle cannot be messy!"

Zhang Xiaopang said, just as he was about to grab Wuheng's beard. Wuheng was so shocked that he retreated repeatedly and hurriedly said, "Tomorrow, I will comb you tomorrow, and I will definitely comb you the most handsome hairstyle. You will listen to yours and yours."

Wuheng smiled awkwardly.

This scene made the tiger laugh.

"Everyone listened to me?" Zhang Xiaopang's eyes rolled, as if he had some thoughts.

Wuheng looked firm and said, "Well, I'll listen to you!"

"Then if someone makes me foolish and bully me, can you help me vent my anger?"

Wuheng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Who dares to bully my apprentice? Tell me, I'll settle the score with him. Let him beg you for mercy."

"Very good." Zhang Xiaopang said, and the figure of the drunken swallow echoed in his mind, his expression showed pride, and he smiled in his fantasy.

At this moment, a running sound suddenly came from the wooden road.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao, Brother Yiming, I finally see you!"

When the sound came, Mo Yiming couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body when he heard it.

"drunk……"

"Fatty, I've been to you before I even went to find you." Wuheng was about to speak, but suddenly heard Zhang Xiaopang's voice. He suddenly felt something was wrong. His figure flashed and he disappeared.

Zuimeiyan ran over and hugged Lei Xiao, and kissed her hard a few times. Then she looked at Zhang Xiaopang on the side and gave him a blank look.

Zhang Xiaopang looked proud and shook his body slightly. He pretended to be dissatisfied but was arrogant and said, "What are you looking at? Why don't you pay a visit to the uncle quickly?"

Hearing such words, seeing Zhang Xiaopang's hypocritical look, Zuimeiyan was naturally very upset, clenched her fists and said, "Uncle Master? You are the only one, why don't we do it twice?"

As he said that, Zhang Xiaopang was so shocked that he stepped back and leaned against Mo Yiming before stopping, thinking that Wuheng was standing behind him, pointing to Zuimeiyan and saying, "It's this fat man, it's this fat man bullying me!"

After the words fell, Zhang Xiaopang turned around and saw Wuheng's figure.

"I think it's necessary for us to talk about who is the fat man."

Zuimeiyan said, dragging Zhang Xiaopang's body away, going to Mo Yiming's room, and closing the door with a slam.

After a crackling sound, when I saw Zhang Xiaopang again, my nose was bruised and my face was swollen, and I was still complaining about his unreliable master while sobbing.

"Tell me who is the fat man!"

The drunkard swallow deliberately amplified the sound.

Zhang Xiaopang was still sobbing, but he had already been beaten to death by Zuimeiyan.

"I'm a fat man."

Zhang Xiaopang said while sobbing.

"Tell them, who am I to you?" Zuimeiyan looked like a winner.

"Master!"

Even though he was extremely reluctant, Zhang Xiaopang did not dare to resist.

"Go, carry me a stool, I'm tired."

After the words came, Zhang Xiaopang returned to the room and took out a stool from the room after a while.

"The shoulders are a little sore, so I'll rub them for the king."

The drunken swallow crossed her legs, looking leisurely.

Zhang Xiaopang didn't dare to disobey, and obediently rubbed Zuimeiyan's shoulders. You know, when he was at home, Zhang Xiaopang was served by a maid. At this time, the contrast made him feel less and less uncomfortable, and the sob sounds became louder and louder.

"Brother Big Tiger, where is Xiao Hengheng?" said the Zuimeiyan.

Dahu came back to his senses from the laughter, looked at the kitchen, and did not speak, but let the Zuimeiyan see the clues.

"Xiao Hengheng, are you trying to hide from me?" Zui Meiyan's words sounded plain, but they were a threat.

Wuheng walked out timidly in the kitchen, smiling awkwardly: "How could I hide from you? I'm playing hide-and-seek with you."

Seeing Wuheng's timid appearance, Zhang Xiaopang suddenly felt that the whole world was getting dark. Suddenly, he burst into tears.

He had never expected that Wuheng was also afraid of the drunken swallow.

...

"Oh no, the soup pot is broken."

Amid Zhang Xiaopang's cry, Sanhu was wearing an apron and holding a spatula in his hand. He was completely different from his original appearance, and he looked like a good man at home.

"Brother, go and recast a pot."

Sanhu looked at Dahu and said.

The big tiger responded and was about to go, but was suddenly stopped by Wuheng.

Wuheng's eyes rolled, and Dahu knew that he was going to do bad things. As expected, he stopped Dahu and said, "No, no, Taixuan just brought a big pot today, I'll borrow it for use."

When Dahu heard this, he looked speechless. Just when he was about to stop him, Wuheng had turned into a long rainbow and flew away.
Chapter completed!