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Chapter 1111 give some color to see

Tong Aiguo's decision to badmouth Duan Xiaohong has nothing to do with right or wrong, only his stance.

"By the way, Xiao Sun is right, but it's a pity that they are all old immortals. It is difficult to achieve qualitative changes from quantitative changes, and there is still a big gap between them and the natural gods of our shamanism.

If you are undefeated for the time being, that’s okay. If you want to win, hehe.”

Erzhuzi heard this unhappily. He rolled his eyes and glared at Tong Aiguo. Who is this old man? Hehe Maoxian?

If he didn't have good self-cultivation, Erzhuji really wouldn't mind hitting the old man.

After Duan Xiaohong hired two masters, her speed and strength have been greatly improved. It's just like Tong Aiguo said, it's just barely maintained. If you want to take advantage, you won't be able to do it for a while.

Originally, he was demonstrating the battle in the supernatural circle to Erzhu, but he was being chased and beaten, so what else was there to demonstrate?

Do you want to demonstrate your tenacious ability to resist being hit?

The thought came and the call in her heart came, and Duan Xiaohong began to speak again.

"You should have called me up a long time ago. What's the use of crawling on the ground? Are you biting someone's feet?"

"Huang Xiaotiao, you go in and I'll come up. Anyway, there's still room."

"Okay, fourth uncle, let's have fun together."

After the two men's voices rang out, Duan Xiaohong not only slipped on the ground, but also began to move up, down, left, and right in all directions, and her speed increased a lot.

Originally it seemed like two of them were fighting one, but now it's a bit like Duan Xiaohong surrounding He Naizi and fighting the two of them.

Due to the problem of body proportions, Duan Xiaohong jumped up and down. In the eyes of the big black tiger god, he was like an annoying fly. He wanted to hit it with a stick, but he couldn't. Occasionally, he didn't pay attention and bit him.

It's boring to the point of being boring.

Although Duan Xiaohong's number of successful attacks is constantly increasing, facing the huge body of the big black tiger god, it is impossible to break through the defense. All attacks can only be regarded as harassment.

Even if it is just harassment, it seems powerful enough to outsiders. A chubby little girl can attack with such speed and movement, as if she has stepped on a switch, which challenges people's imagination.

Cai Gen imitated Tong Aiguo's behavior and began to nod appreciatively. This drunk man is usually lazy, but he is really powerful at critical moments.

Listening to the voices, it is estimated that two more masters from the Huang family have come up. These are the four old immortals. I don’t know how big her stage is. Why not just go up together and see where Duan Xiaohong’s limit is. There are so many.

happy.

"Second Master Tong, have you seen my brother Ma who invited four old immortals at the same time?

I haven’t seen you take a good look today. I didn’t bring my reading glasses. I have them in the car.”

It was obvious that he was teasing, and Tong Aiguo continued with a dark face.

"I haven't seen it. Today is an eye-opener. I'm not dazzled. You can keep it for yourself."

Xiao Tmall felt considerate and quickly asked Cai Gen with concern.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are your eyes feeling uncomfortable recently?

How old are you to carry reading glasses with you everywhere?

How about I release the calf and nurse it back to you?"

You don’t have any sense of humor. Can’t you understand the joke?

When Cai Gen was told by Xiao Tmall, he really felt that something was wrong with his eyes.

I can always see some details that I don’t usually pay attention to. It’s not accurate to call them details, because I obviously don’t see anything substantial, it’s just a feeling, or intuition.

It was once when I watched Masala lose weight, and it was again when I watched He Naizi fake suicide just now, and I feel that I am getting more and more skilled.

What's going on?

When did it start?

By the way, it started after receiving Dujian.

Could it be that after Dujian returned to the sea of ​​suffering, he gave himself a good look that eliminated the false and retained the true?

This situation needs to be studied carefully. If it can really be controlled, I will definitely save the travel expenses and go to the south. Is a gamble that guarantees a win still called a gamble?

Isn't that a cash machine?

In fact, I don’t blame Cai Gen for his random thoughts. Xiaohong’s beating during this period was really boring. He jumped up and down and slapped people, which was not painful or itchy. He also had to avoid other people’s attacks. He was very passive.

Erzhuzi looked very nervous. He was holding Duan Xiaohong's plastic cup carefully with one hand and clenched it into a fist with the other hand. His body was constantly shaking with Duan Xiaohong's movements. Cai Gen was really afraid of tiring him, and even more afraid that he would get excited.

So he threw away the plastic cup, and Duan Xiaohong would still have to peel it.

"Er Zhuzi, why don't you put the plastic cup down and don't be so nervous.

Duan Xiaohong is my younger brother, so I know what I'm doing, and it doesn't matter."

As if he was a little worried, he put the plastic cup on the front cover, and Erzhu took a look at it from time to time, probably because he was afraid that Cai Gen and the others would drink secretly.

Cai Gen really can't say anything about Lengqiu, but he can say something about Duan Xiaohong.

"Duan Tudou, it's almost done, can you give me a quick update?

If it works, try your best. If it doesn't work, just come back.

It’s freezing cold, and you still want to perform until dawn?”

Is Duan Xiaohong an ordinary person? Of course not.

Can she listen to Cai Gen honestly? Of course not.

"Caibangzi, don't say sarcastic words, just do what you do.

Boom boom, boom boom, there's bitter sesame seeds all over the place.

Cheap words are worse than fart, they have no taste at all."

How dare you say something back? How dare you say something back when you can't handle it yourself?

Before Cai Gen could attack her, Xiao Tmall, as the most adorable pet, had to speak dirty words.

"You admit you can't

You can't admit it to Old Xian'er

Do you admit that Changbai Sanyi is not good?

Naturally, you will be able to do it. If you occupy the latrine and don't poop, it tastes good, right?"

He Naizi, who is proficient in Chinese, almost ran out of breath and vomited blood. You were having an internal quarrel, why did you bring me along with you?

According to what the monster said, he should be that pit, right?

Do you underestimate yourself so much?

Although he was willing to help Baqi buy time, he also wanted to save face as a dignified Shinto leader, right?

"Press the button and give him some color to see, so that the head of the Ma Jia family will not look down on us."

Let me give you some color. In theory, it should be an adjective, indicating that you need to use some special means to give the opponent a thunderous blow to express that you are a ruthless character.

However, in the eyes of everyone, the Great Black Tiger God did give Duan Xiaohong some color, a pitch-black color.

Just after He Naizi spoke out, Zhenba's originally dark body seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and the original clear outline was no longer so obvious, just like a human-shaped ink painting, and every movement was full of...

Ethereal black air.

Seeing this, Cai Gen was a little annoyed. He originally wanted to put pressure on Duan Xiaohong and ask her to go all out, but it had the opposite effect and the enemy began to increase their strength.

"Xiao Sun, what's the state of that black tiger god now?

It’s a bit weird, there’s smoke all over the body, could it be spontaneous combustion?”

Xiao Sun shook his head, with a hint of praise.

"If the natural gods of shamanism were so powerful, it would be difficult for Duan Xiaohong to hire many old immortals.

Third uncle, that's not smoke, that's the afterimage caused by visual error after he accelerated his speed instantly.

Didn't you see that his speed increased after he went dark?

He started chasing Duan Xiaohong and beating her."


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