When this sentence was said, a crisp sound of "bang!" came from the air... With this sound, Ji Lao's body fell horizontally to the ground, and the light yellow halo on his body disappeared instantly. At this time, Xi Yingzhen appeared in front of the poster and looked at him and continued: "When did I say that Grandpa Warlock, I asked you to hit him on the left? Just do it, don't hit the right side, what should I do if I hit someone on the left?

Did I hit him on the left? Ji Lao felt confused when he was beaten. But then he immediately recovered and understood: When did you say you wouldn't let Wu Mian hit the left? Just when the poster wanted to argue a few times, he realized that his left cheek was burning and his half of his face had already swollen.

People will be late than the slap. If the magic is used, it will be better. Now there is a real and affordable slap mark on his face. It is clearly the mark left by the slap when it touches the face. A seemingly ordinary slap has already made the two Ji Laos feel a much more powerful technique than himself.

After getting up from the ground, Ji Lao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the great warlock in front of him: "You can't hit the left, so where should I hit?"

"Don't you understand what Grandpa Warlock said?" Xi Yingzhen frowned and continued to say to the poster: "Do you still want Grandpa Warlock to say it again? Think it through before you can say it?"

Looking at the old sorcerer rolling up his sleeves while talking. After swallowing his saliva, Ji Lao looked at Wu Mian in the distance and replied gloomyly: "I understand, don't hit the left."

Ji Lao did not dare to provoke this great summer, and he could not say that this anger could only be spread on Wu Mian. After saying a word, the owner's body disappeared out of thin air. At the same time as he disappeared, a figure flashed in front of Wu Mian, and a long sword condensed from red mist appeared in his hand, and it slashed towards Wu Mian's body.

At this time, the white-haired man had already raised the dragon scale magic weapon in his hand, and was about to block the counterattack. The two of them heard the voice of the old sorcerer at the same time: "Who asked you to use magic weapon?" As soon as this sentence fell to the ground, it was another crisp sound of "bang!". Ji Lao, who had already rushed to Wu Mian, fell heavily to the ground.

After seeing the poster falling to the ground, Wu Mian's first reaction was to use the dragon scale magic weapon to hit Ji Lao's neck. Without the halo protection, Ji Lao could not stand this. The white-haired man had already raised his magic weapon and was about to chop it down. However, Wu Mian still felt too embarrassing a moment before taking action. After hesitating for a while, he put down the magic weapon in his hand.

While Wu Mian put down the magic weapon, the poster had already climbed up from the ground. After seeing Xi Yingzhen who had appeared beside him, Ji Lao took a deep breath and stabilized his anger. He pointed to the clenched fist of the white-haired man and said to the old sorcerer: "Aren't he using magic weapon too? Didn't you see it?"

"Well, I didn't see Grandpa Warlock." Xi Yingzhen glanced at the poster and turned to Wu Mian and said, "Doll, Grandpa Warlock asked you, have you used magic weapons just now?"

"No," Wu Mian replied without any pause, then spread his hands and gestured in front of the old warlock, and continued to say lukewarmly: "What magic weapon? I have never used it."

After hearing this, Bai Wuqiu, who was smiling at his 'bird' beside him, said, "Old guy, are our relatives as shameless as you? I used to think that you were the only one in our family. It turns out that my uncle doesn't speak any more. When it comes to talking nonsense, it's not much worse than you."

"Silly son, don't say that to your uncle. I will be so bad if you are with my father in a few years." Gui Bugui smiled and ignored his cheap son. After pausing for a moment, he said to himself: "This father is really willing to do his best. It's rare that such a big Xi Yingzhen is."

At this time, Ji Lao opposite Wu Mian was already furious. Seeing that he was about to have an attack regardless of everything, another person from behind said, "Go down and rest. I'll come here, a great warlock. Besides not being able to hit the left and not using magic weapons. Please tell me any other rules together." While speaking, another poster who had been watching the formation behind slowly walked towards this side.

"Stop, when will Grandpa Warlock say that it can be replaced?" Xi Yingzhen looked back at him, sneered, and continued, "If you say that you can replace someone, you can replace someone. Then can Wu Mian change this doll to me? OK, this is what you said, come on, Grandpa Warlock let you both."

After listening to Xi Yingzhen's words, Ji Lao, who had already walked out a few steps, stopped. When he looked at himself opposite him, he retreated back to his original place. He silently stared at Wu Mian and another direction, not talking.

Ji Lao, who was standing beside Wu Mian, took a deep breath and said to Xi Yingzhen: "Then do you have any restrictions besides magic weapons and the inability to hit the left side? Please tell me it out now. Save what you have not told me, and you will violate your taboo again after taking action."

"Let's watch it." Xi Yingzhen looked at the two of them indifferently. Then she continued, "You guys hit you. If Grandpa Warlock remembers that there is anything wrong with anything, come over and correct it. Anyway, it's just a slap. It doesn't take much effort."

This is to bully people nakedly, but Ji Lao's face did not show any angry expressions again. Instead, he smiled faintly and replied: "I know what to do." After saying this, the poster took a few steps back and opened a distance of four or five feet from Wu Mian. After seeing Ji Lao so obedient, Xi Yingzhen was a little surprised. After a slow look at Wu Mian, the old sorcerer also returned to Xiao Rensan's side.

"I know the great warlock wants to use me to feed you, and use me to improve your magic. But if he did something wrong, you were wrong too." While speaking, a faint yellow halo appeared on Ji Lao's body. When the halo covered his whole body, he smiled faintly, and then continued, "In this case, I can only find a way to make you fatal one blow. You won't even have the chance to fight back that you originally wanted you to raise the seeds for a few more years, but now it seems that you can only send you to reincarnation directly."

While speaking, Ji Lao's hands habitually appeared in his hands. But then he dissipated the smoke, smiled at Wu Mian, and said again: "I'm used to it, but fortunately I haven't formed a magic weapon yet."

When the last word was said, the halo on Ji Lao's body instantly turned red. Then he walked towards Wu Mian step by step. Every time the poster took a step, he would leave a dark footprint on the ground. After the black footprints encountered the wind, they would start to fire. When they walked to Wu Mian, Ji Lao's depth had about ten footprints still roaring.

After seeing the changes in Ji Lao's body, Wu Mian took another hand on his body, and didn't know what the magic weapon in his hand looked like. However, seeing that the posture of his hand should be a magic weapon such as a sword, the two of them stood face to face. Ji Lao smiled faintly and said to Wu Mian: "If you had refined the seed earlier, it would have grown into a towering tree now. Unfortunately, you obviously had something better, but you still took the detour of magic."

"You have too many words." Before Ji Lao finished speaking, Wu Mian had already taken action. His wrist turned around and seemed to stab the magic weapon such as a sword into the owner's body.

However, this magic weapon seemed to be unable to break through the red halo on the owner's body. Looking at Wu Mian's appearance, Ji Lao said again: "What if the great warlock helps you? You and me are too poor."
Chapter completed!