The faces of the thirteen great monks were as black as the ashes on the bottom of the pot, which may be due to some restrictions. Even though they wanted to rush to the next life and tear He Xiaotian apart, they had to sit cross-legged and muttered strange and strange words.

Obscure scriptures.

Liao Chen's chest was rising and falling, and he was obviously very angry. Even if the big devil scolded him fiercely, or sprayed him bloody, he would not become angry.

But instead of yelling, they looked like I admire you very much. You admire me for being such a slut! I’m here to brainwash you... Ah, no. I’m here specifically to save you.

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It was as if they had not seen each other for many years. If it were not for the brothers who came together, they knew each other well. I am afraid they would have misunderstood the two of them, and they had an inexplicable "entanglement".

"If you don't recite sutras properly, why bother bothering me when you have nothing to do?" He Xiaotian's tone did not sound like a caged bird being trapped, but rather the attitude of a group of little sheep lining up to feed the big bad wolf.

The live broadcast that has not been closed yet, the entire newspaper is filled with barrage. It is full of ridicule of the thirteen brothers of Chen. Their confidence in the big devil to deal with them and others once reached the point of explosion.

There is no way, the record of the man surnamed He is fierce. Even the elites of big forces such as Daxue Mountain and Immortal Dynasty have fallen into disgrace in this world. They are just a few bald ladles who can chant sutras, and they are not easy to capture!

If He Xiaotian had the opportunity to watch his live broadcast room now, I am afraid he would roll his eyes. As expected of the people who are only responsible for eating melons, they scolded Fang Qiu one by one, no worse than the keyboard warriors in the central area.

If ordinary people are praised in this way, I guess even if it is a useless snack, they may not be able to have the illusion that there is no one else in the world.

Like an amnesiac Erha, he accidentally obtained a wolf's notebook and embarked on a road of no return full of thorns and ups and downs.

In fact, the great monks were trembling with fear as they watched. A group of them held the temple relics, and for a long time they failed to successfully transform He Xiaotian. It was really difficult to get off the tiger.

"Work harder and wash his whole body. Even if you have great skills, you can't use them." Liao Chen saw that his junior disciples' Zen minds were a little shaken and couldn't help but comfort him. He himself was actually very good.

I'm scared, but I can't show it. I can only pretend to be a very confident person, deceive my fellow students, and at the same time deceive myself.

Perhaps it was the reputation of their senior brother, or their confidence in the Transformation Technique, but these people quickly calmed down, and their eyes were filled with an emotion called determination.

If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person.

Everyone in the live broadcast room saw that He Xiaotian was reluctant to take action, and a group of people began to discuss what the big devil was going to do.

content?

They are not good words at all, they are so perverted. Each and every one of them described He Xiaotian as a ferocious person who could only exist one from billions of stars in tens of millions of years.

The most important thing is that the newspaper responsible for the live broadcast is hanging in front of a monk. His eyelids twitched as he looked at the strips of perverted behavior floating on the newspaper in front of him.

After reading the scriptures for so many years, this was the first time I encountered such an evil plan. Coupled with the black mist lingering on He Xiaotian's face, this guy couldn't help it. He followed the perverted words of the people who were eating melons and kept overthrowing Chen Xin.

, thoughts gradually evolved.

"hiss----"

Probably because he thought of something that was difficult for him to accept, the great monk couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. As a result, a small section of the originally good scripture was suddenly broken.

Then it led to a disconnect with the other twelve people, causing the transformation technique to go astray inexplicably. After that, two people in the field immediately became unhappy.

"?!"

One of them, of course, was Liao Chen. He glanced at his junior brother and secretly thought that you have been reciting the Sutra of Transformation for so many years. Could it be that you have recited it into the dog's belly? Otherwise, why did you make an error midway?

Do you know that this will kill the monk?

"!!!"

As for the other unhappy person, it was He Xiaotian.

I'm following the "washing point", and you don't concentrate on being your tool, but you actually slack off and strike? Is it because I can't lift the knife, or is your brother bald?

The big devil turned his head and looked straight at the big monk who was obviously out of touch with the others.

"???"

When the monk saw this, his heart suddenly sank.

Could it be that the big devil is planning to use me as a chicken and kill it to show the monkeys?

What followed was the perverted remarks in the live broadcast room, as well as the scenes that I imagined that were enough to make people collapse.

"you......"

"rub!!"

He Xiaotian raised his hand and pointed, and the word "you" just came out of his mouth. Before he could say the rest of the words, he saw the bald man running out with a loud sound, and the golden scriptures that filled the room moved out of the way in an extremely spiritual way.

Tongtian Avenue.

"boom----"

The next moment the great monk smashed the wall violently, leaving his twelve brothers alone and fled ahead of time.

Thirteen people in the room, including He Xiaotian, were all stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.

What made people feel even more fucked up was that an extremely shrill howl came from outside the human-shaped hole.

"Help!!"

"???"

I ride a horse!

He Xiaotian's nose was so angry that I didn't do anything. You are so scared. Besides, my name is not so famous.

A dignified monk with a strong cultivation base was so frightened that he ran away in a hurry. Hearing the cry for help in his ears, wasn't this guy frightened out of his wits?

As for you!

Even more angry and confused than He Xiaotian was the old monk Liao Chen, who was confused and confused. The situation was originally good, and the one who was in the best interest was their thirteen brothers.

Why did you quit so suddenly, and then run away alone, leaving twelve of us here? Besides, junior brother, you are nothing. If you left a gap for the big devil, wouldn't it make all our previous efforts completely in vain?

Liao Chen looked at He Xiaotian who had just raised his arm, and thought to himself, why didn't I prepare a coffin when I came here? Now that it's fine, I don't even have to think about being laid to rest.

With the devil's temper, if he and others came to cause trouble for no reason, his ashes would probably be raised.

"well!"

Liao Chen stopped chanting and sighed.

Finally, has it reached this point?

That's all, I knew the big devil was not easy to mess with when I came here. Who would have thought that my junior brother would be frightened out of his wits by a mere action? It would be okay to let him leave, at least he would have a reason to communicate.

If the situation is sudden, the worst thing is to suffer some hardship. If those people want to rely on them to continue to inquire about information, they and others will not be in danger.

Seeing this, the other senior brothers also stopped chanting sutras one after another. The eldest brother has given up on transforming the Great Demon King, so what's going on with the few of us who continue to chant sutras!

He Xiaotian: "..."

I won't say anything if one of you leaves, you can stay as well, it's just that the "washing up" will be a little slower.

But giving up all of them one by one is a bit too much!

"Snapped!"

Liao Chen was thinking about how to cover up the mission of himself and others so that he would suffer less.

My head hurt, and when I looked at it, I couldn't help but blurt out something.

"What the hell?!"

Why haven't you left yet?

Before he could speak, He Xiaotian angrily grabbed his cassock and lifted it up.

"Chanting sutras!!"

The remaining eleven bald men were stunned when they heard this.

This is a bitch!

We let you go and didn't run for your life. Instead, we urged us to continue brainwashing you. Bah! Can the monk's matter be called brainwashing? It should be said to be transformation.

"you you......"

Before Liao Chen could finish his sentence, He Xiaotian slapped him with a slap in the face.

"Snapped----"

The crisp sound made everyone watching feel pain on the right side of their face.

You kid, this is a deadly move, you don’t even have any energy left!

"I'll let you recite sutras."

"Shuzi is going too far!"

Liao Chen was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted and angrily shouted at He Xiaotian.

"Crackling!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Chen immediately followed Jian Lao, Xue Beng and others' retreat.

Not only did He Xiaotian not hold back his hands, but he also didn't hold back his feelings, and his big ears were slapped with a squeegee.

If I give you face, I call you a tool. If I don’t give you face, you are just a Jβ.

How strong is he?

At least Liao Chen kept struggling when he was slapped, but he didn't break free.
To be continued...