When it landed, Hanxiong's face was distorted, his eyes were dim, and his huge body was curled up into a ball. Between his mouth and nose, there was already more air coming out and less air coming in.
How, how is it possible?
Han Xiong's power is comparable to that of Chaos Realm, how come he can't even take one of her moves?
Are the four of them all great masters of the Chaos Realm?
Looking at the dying white giant bear on the ground, Kulu felt his mind go blank and almost lost the ability to think.
He suddenly felt a little lucky that he had adhered to professional ethics along the way, just leading the way obediently, and not having any evil thoughts towards Shen Xiaowan and others.
"There are a few more over there."
Gu Tiancai suddenly raised his head and looked somewhere in the forest, "Let me go and solve it."
"Why do it yourself?"
Before he could move, Zhuma suddenly chuckled, and patted the Qiankun bag on his waist with his white jade-like right hand, "Just leave it to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge rooster's head appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Below the chicken's head, there is a long centipede trunk connected, with dozens of pairs of legs and feet on both sides swinging and following it. It looks indescribably weird, and its eyes are cold and ferocious, making people afraid to look at it. It is evil and evil. The dark aura radiated crazily from the body, instantly filling the entire mountain forest.
Just by taking a glance, Kulu felt an indescribable chill creeping down his spine into his brain. The extreme fear made him forget to breathe, and even his pants were slightly wet.
This terrifying chicken-headed centipede is the Stitch Monster that Yin Tian rides on during the battle outside the King's Court. It is also the so-called Resentful Beast in his mouth.
But now the chicken-headed centipede has been transformed into a corpse species by Zhuma. It has no ability to think and only has the instinct of fighting and killing. It looks a bit more terrifying than before.
"go."
Zhuma pointed to the distance and gave a faint instruction, "Clean up."
"Oh oh oh~"
Accompanied by a hoarse rooster's crow, the body of the chicken-headed centipede suddenly disappeared.
"boom!"
Almost at the same time, its huge body appeared a mile away, and the momentum of landing was comparable to that of a tank. It instantly crushed the surrounding trees and rocks into slag, revealing several strong white tiger-shaped cold beasts.
"These guys."
Zhuma turned to look at Kuru, "Shouldn't it be called Han Hu?"
"Yes."
When her gaze fell on him, Kuroo's heart skipped a beat, and he almost fainted from fright. He nodded in panic.
At this moment, the Zhuma in his eyes was no longer a beauty with gorgeous appearance and bumpy figure, but
A demon that can summon terrifying monsters at will.
Unexpectedly, when they saw the chicken-headed centipede, several cold tigers, instead of rushing towards it and biting it, were frightened and trembling all over, as if they had seen a ghost, completely unable to conceal the fear in their eyes.
"Ouch!" "Ouch! Ouch!"
Accompanied by several strange screams, the white tigers turned their heads and legs, scurried around in panic, even used their strength to suck milk, and disappeared into the mountains and forests in the blink of an eye.
The ferocious and cruel cold beast was scared away by the chicken-headed centipede!
"what's the situation?"
As a result, even Zhuma looked confused and didn't know why, "You just ran away?"
"They know this guy."
Gu Tiancai's mind was racing, his expression suddenly changed, and he blurted out, "Maybe he recognizes this suture monster."
"uncle."
Illya's face couldn't help but become more solemn, "What do you mean..."
"This way, everything makes sense."
Gu Tiancai's eyes flashed and he said word by word, "There are suture monsters in the Hanyue Mountains. These guys are so powerful that they have to change their living habits and have to hunt during the day."
"The appearance of the Stitch Monster here doesn't mean..."
Illya and Zhuma looked at each other, and saw a hint of shock and a hint of worry in each other's eyes.
"cloudy day!"
After a moment of silence, the two said in unison.
…
"bump!"
This is the first sentence Xiaohu learned.
Hearing his son speak, Mo Shengyu's face flushed with excitement. She lifted him up high and spun him around the room more than ten times.
Is there something wrong with me as a father?
Zhong Wen's expression was complicated, with mixed emotions. He was a little unsure whether it was a good thing to bring his son, who was less than two years old, to the mahjong table.
As the creator and promoter of Mahjong in the world, he knows better than anyone else the unparalleled appeal and influence of this activity.
Autism? Social anxiety? Depression?
Not worth mentioning at all!
There is no group of people in this world that Mahjong cannot conquer!
So after countless attempts to get closer to Xiaohu without success, one day Zhong Wen suddenly had an idea and made an incredible decision.
Teach little tiger how to play mahjong!
To be precise, it was a table of mahjong with Zhong Lele, Zhong Yufei and Xiaohu.
It is undoubtedly an enviable family happiness for the elderly to have their children playing cards with them.
But if the average age of the children is no more than three years old, it is a different story.
After all, for ordinary people, children of this age are still in the stage where they need to poop and pee, and they can't even clean up after themselves, let alone understand such complicated rules of the game.
But genes are so unreasonable.
Whether it is the lively and cheerful Zhong Lele or the shy and introverted Zhong Yufei, they all figured out how to play 144 cards in a very short period of time. Only Xiaohu, who is not very good at talking, is still confused.
I understand, it’s cloudy and foggy.
This result far exceeded Zhong Wen's expectations, which immediately doubled his confidence and made him full of energy.
His strategy was to teach Mo Shengyu how to play mahjong first. .??.
Within a few days after that, Xiaohu sat at the table and watched his parents and two sisters play one game after another. The sky was dark and the ground was dark. It was hard to tell the difference between day and night. The magatama in front of everyone sometimes piled up in mountains, and sometimes they were sparse.
, sometimes even empty, not a single one left.
One day, Mo Shengyu tried to hold Xiaohu on her lap, allowing him to have the same perspective as hers.
Just at this moment, Zhong Wen threw out a piece of two cakes.
"bump!"
Looking across the two pieces of biscuits in front of Mo Shengyu, Xiaohu's eyes suddenly lit up and he subconsciously shouted out one word.
Zhong Wen's whole body froze, his right hand stretched out in the air and did not retract it for a long time.
Done!
After a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he stood up with a look of ecstasy on his face.
Mo Shengyu was so excited that she almost cried.
The two of them knew that Xiaohu's two channels of Ren and Du had been opened, and from now on, he would be completely reborn and bid farewell to the past.
After a whole day of careful, step-by-step instruction, the little guy finally mastered the essence of mahjong and was able to stand on his own, no longer needing Mo Shengyu's help.
At this point, the "parent-child bureau" that Zhong Wen has been thinking about has been completely formed.
In his previous life, he had seen a discussion about which side had higher IQ, adults or children. Both sides held different opinions and it was difficult to distinguish.
Children are smarter!
However, after playing such a mahjong game and looking at the magatama that had almost bottomed out in front of him, he was able to draw a conclusion without hesitation.
"I'll borrow some more..."
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Just as he was about to grab a handful of magatama from Zhong Lele, his expression suddenly changed slightly and he looked up at the figure standing behind his daughter.
"Your card game..."
Ji Xiaoran looked at the four people at the table, smiled and joked, "It's quite unique."
"What are you here for?"
Zhong Wenhu said with a face, "Go, go, don't you see that I am enjoying family happiness?"
"Escape will not solve the problem."
Ji Xiaoran's smile became even gentler, "You should know that if there wasn't something important, Ji wouldn't be able to appear here."
"What are your orders from Sister Nangong?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a long time, finally sighed, reluctantly took back his right hand, and asked cautiously.
It turns out that although he hid in the world of spiritual consciousness, he did not really intend to completely isolate himself from the outside world. Instead, he left the Dongxu Golden Wheel in Fenglin Palace as a bridge for communication between himself and Nangong Ling.
"Qiqi ran to challenge the Lord of Swords. There has been no news for many days. If Zhong Wen has had enough rest, he might as well go to Kunwu Sword Palace."
Ji Xiaoran imitated a female voice in a high-pitched voice, "This is what Miss Nangong said."
"Qiqi?"
Zhong Wen, however, had no time to complain about how disgusting he was. He suddenly slapped the table and stood up with a look of shock on his face, "Challenge the Master of Swords?"
"The words have been brought."
Ji Xiaoran waved her hand and walked away very gracefully, "You decide for yourself whether you want to go or not."
"Gan!"
Zhong Wen's expression changed. He glanced at Zhong Lele on the right and saw that nothing happened to her. He couldn't help but cursed fiercely and disappeared in front of the table in an instant.
"Tian Que! Lao Ji!"
When he appeared again, he was already above Fenglin Palace, his eyes were shining brightly, and he shouted loudly, "Let's go to Kunwu Sword Palace!"
"Ding!" "Buzz!"
Two clear and long blasts immediately resounded throughout the heaven and earth, flying in all directions.
Just as he was about to use his skills to move forward, two graceful and graceful figures suddenly appeared on his path.
"Sister Palace Master, Xiaodie?"
Zhong Wen stared blankly at the two beauties in front of him, big and small, "You..."
"Let's go together."
The two women looked at each other and answered in unison.
"good."
Looking at the unquestionable eyes of the two people, Zhong Wen suddenly felt warm in his heart and nodded, with a smile as bright as the sun on his face.