After Zeng Tiejun caught the teddy bear, he was very curious and looked at it up and down for a long time.
During this period, the teddy bear also tried to struggle, but in Zeng Tiejun's hands, he could not resist. He was so weak that he felt as weak as a toy.
"Are you the mastermind behind this? Are you responsible for everything?"
Zeng Tiejun's eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder. The teddy bear trembled at the question.
who is this?
Does Kui Niu have this life?
If you can't feel the depth of the opponent's strength, you can't compete anyway, right?
As he thought about it, the teddy bear became depressed and lost confidence.
"It's not me, it's not me. I'm just a chess piece. I'm just a worker. I'm also being ordered by others."
Zeng Tiejun probably believed it. He didn't think a teddy bear could play any tricks, and he himself wasn't a very thoughtful person.
"Oh, it's not you?"
The teddy bear nodded vigorously, feeling happy in his heart. His IQ was not enough, and no matter how strong he was, he could not withstand deceit.
"If it's not you, what's the use of keeping you?"
This sentence is very abrupt. Although it matches the context, it is still very abrupt.
Before the teddy bear could even turn this corner, he felt like he was being torn apart.
Yes, it's not an adjective, it's not torn apart like a mental breakdown, it's really torn.
Zeng Tiejun pulled off the teddy bear's head, tore open its belly, and tore off all its limbs.
The teddy bear's belly was like a grocery store, with lots of things falling out, including cigars, lighters, and microphones.
Attracted by the cigars on the ground, Zeng Tiejun threw the teddy bear on the ground as if throwing away garbage, and picked up a cigar.
He greedily put it under his nose and smelled it, muttering to himself.
"Is this a cigar? The cheapest one costs more than ten yuan. Why are you smoking such a good cigarette with a toy? It's a waste."
As he spoke, he took out the lighter from his body, lit the cigar, took a deep breath, and made an intoxicated expression.
It's like being on a plane for forty-eight hours and being an addicted smoker at the airport gate.
The three Heavenly Kings brothers were really anxious when they saw their eldest brother's skin being easily torn into pieces.
The skin of the eldest brother, that is the skin of the eldest brother. How is the strength? They know best, but they have no ability to resist at all?
After the shock, he became angry. That was his biological elder brother. How long had he been with his elder brother in this skin?
Even though I don’t like it, I still have feelings for it.
Can I watch my elder brother being bullied? That would be like cutting him into pieces.
The anger diluted the fear, and the three kings rushed towards the remains of the teddy bear regardless, trying to snatch the eldest brother back.
After running a few steps, I heard my elder brother's voice behind me.
"You three fools, hurry up and summon the statue of the King of Heaven. Your idea is too tough and your physical body is useless."
The Dharma form of King Dhritarashtra had already formed behind them. They were very angry when they saw the brothers running forward foolishly.
Only then did the three Heavenly Kings brothers realize that they were just skins, and the eldest brother was not dead.
Quickly summon the Dharma and follow the instructions of the elder brother.
"His soul power is very powerful, and he also attacks with negative emotions. You must not take it lightly.
Heqiao is safe, let’s play.”
King Dhritarashtra issued the order, and several brothers cooperated with each other tacitly. They took out their own weapons and began to prepare for the attack.
This time, it is not the physical body that is playing the ensemble like before, but the Dharma and the appearance. It seems that the four heavenly kings are really working hard, and they are in the strongest attacking posture.
Cai Gen watched from the side without moving, not understanding why a dead miner could be so powerful.
Was he not an ordinary person before his death?
No, then how could he die?
Something must have happened after death.
Recalling Kui Niu's sentence about a strange combination of circumstances, I am sure the problem lies in these four words.
"Third uncle, can we help?"
Xiao Sun didn't see the Bull Demon King, so he didn't know how he felt. He just saw the miner and felt very uncomfortable.
Xiao Tmall pulled Cai Gen's trousers and said seriously.
"Master, this one is so fierce, even more fierce than the previous two. I have never heard of this number before. Where did it come from?"
Shi Huozhu felt that his analysis was confirmed, but he couldn't be happy.
"Brother Cai, this one is probably the most vicious. He monopolizes most of the cake, that's why he is so vicious."
Logically speaking, Cai Gen should attack together with the Four Heavenly Kings. After all, there is strength in numbers.
However, the person who came out was none other than Zeng Tiejun. Zeng Tiejun was infinitely bound to him and could not take action easily.
"Just waiting and watching, I know what's going on."
The request for a joint attack was rejected by Cai Gen, and everyone had different thoughts.
Anyway, only Xiao Sun was a little disappointed, and everyone else felt lucky.
The preparations for the Four Heavenly Kings were completed. When Cai Gen saw it, why did he change the instruments?
Pipa, guzheng, erhu, and suona?
Do different songs use different instruments?
Isn’t this a bit complicated to learn?
King Dhrita Dhrita is giving final instructions, maybe he is looking for something.
"Thousands of years of pipa, thousands of years of zither, an erhu for a lifetime, a suona for a long time, and the wind will let the tea cool when people leave!"
As soon as the limerick came out, the ensemble started playing.
The sound waves of the ensemble were like thousands of horses galloping, like huge waves rising into the sky, rushing towards Zeng Tiejun.
Especially the sound of the suona is like the first horse among thousands of horses, the first surge in the tsunami, rushing forward without caring about one's own safety.
Well, awesome, Cai Gen couldn't help but nod.
As the old saying goes, there is no person who cannot cry while playing the erhu, and there is no soul who cannot be sent away by the suona.
This suona is indeed the king of musical instruments. It is either ascended to heaven or worshiped in the hall.
It sounded like Cai Gen wanted to follow him, but he didn't know if Zeng Tiejun wanted to leave.
Judging from the situation, he doesn't want to leave.
Faced with the overwhelming attack, Zeng Tiejun was still savoring his cigar carefully and didn't take it seriously at all. What he heard was the level of howling like ghosts and wolves, which was very noisy.
The strongest attack directed at the Four Heavenly Kings was a smoke ring, and he cursed casually.
"Don't make any noise, calm down."
Then, the smoke ring lingered amidst Zeng Tiejun's scolding, and continued to expand, finally covering the horse and the huge waves, resisting this massive attack.
Just blocking it seemed not enough. Cai Gen clearly saw countless figures in the smoke ring. They were one after another hideous and terrifying-looking deformed creatures, greedily eating the river bridge that the four heavenly kings were proud of.
install.
Those figures quickly corroded Heqiao'an's attacks and left them full of holes, and then continued to spread, crawling over the four heavenly kings' images like maggots on the tarsus.
