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Chapter 239 This guy must have been scammed

This sentence, from now on there will be someone under you, which makes Han Zheng feel very relieved!

"Then thank you two big brothers!"

Han Zheng clasped his fists at the two of them, then walked down the high platform, and the yin soldier guarding outside the palace gate led a yin horse for Han Zheng to ride on.

Needless to say, after Han Zheng rode this underworld war horse, he felt the same as the real one, with such a substantial sense of materiality.

"drive!"

With a yell, the strong yin horse under its crotch flew like flying hooves, and carried Han Zheng galloping towards the exit.

The fierce horse flew like flying, and in the whistling of Yin Qi, it soon reached the exit. The Taiji diagram under Han Zheng's feet flickered, supporting him to the exit. With a flash of light, Han Zheng had returned to the ground in reality.

Stepping like flying, he leaped over the scattered grave pits, and in a short while, he came out of the area shrouded in yin.

Walking around the entrance of the village, Han Zheng saw a curly-haired monk sitting cross-legged [-] meters away, chanting scriptures in his mouth, a layer of faint golden Buddha light spread out, dispelling a lot of Yin energy.

Han Zheng carefully sensed the other party's golden Buddha's light with his mental power, and it turned out to be only a light-type ability. Such a result made Han Zheng want to curse in his heart!

After a few leaps, Han Zheng arrived at the side of the monk. When he saw the two people working under him, a burst of boundless anger suddenly arose in his eyes!

"Ah San's old bastard, you're tired of working, aren't you?"

With a violent kick, Han Zheng kicked away the monk who recited Jingwen, who was called the monk of the Asan Kingdom by the world, and even the golden light of the body protector collapsed in an instant!

The power of this kick was almost a blow from Han Zheng with all his strength. Monk Asan, who was immersed in the boundless Dharma, drew an arc in the air, plunged into the grass, and kicked his two erect legs. , stop moving.

"Can you two be a little bit promising? And you old bastard, don't be ashamed of the Huaxia Daoist sect!"

Han Zheng was so angry that he was speechless facing all the elders in the world, he put his foot on top of each other, Heitan Qi who was lying on the top and his trousers fell to his feet, lifted it aside, stretched out his hand to drag Dongzi who was under the pressure and was foaming up.

"Brother-in-law, Ah San is a bully, you see my ass/ass is swollen from his beating, you have to vent your anger on me, brother-in-law!"

When Dongzi woke up, his nose burst into tears, and he took off his pants to show Han Zheng his white spot, the bloody scars from being whipped!
"You old wretch, take advantage of the old man's bad fall, and hit me with a sap stick on the back. If I'm paralyzed, I won't be able to recognize the Buddha you beat, so I'll reform!"

After a breath of relief, Elder Qi got up suddenly on the ground, screamed loudly, stretched out his hand and slapped himself hard, and slapped the black calluses off his face.

Picking up the long sword that was still at the side, he rushed madly towards the monk Ah San whose head was stuck in the mud.

Han Zheng used energy to repair the whiplash on Dongzi's buttocks, and then raised his eyes to look at the desperate old Qi!
The old man was also terribly aggrieved. He was bounced off by Han Zheng's Tai Chi diagram before, but fortunately he landed on a pile of firewood, so he was spared from being crippled.

But when he got down from the firewood pile, retrieved his long sword and was about to enter the yin qi to help Han Zheng, an ascetic monk with curly hair, disheveled and disheveled, with the unique face of the Ah San nationality came here.

This ascetic monk who claimed to be Daye, after seeing the tragic situation of Qi Lao, changed his compassionate heart of Buddhism, and opened his mouth to Qi Lao, and said a word of grass mud horse!

Although facing Han Zheng's run-on, Qi Lao didn't have the confidence to find him to kill him, but a foreign monk opened his mouth to scold the grass-mud horse.

The fight caused by one sentence was finally suppressed by the opponent because Qi Lao was exhausted. After beating Qi Lao to the ground, Dongzi turned back and saw the old man being bullied by outsiders. How could he stand by and raise his pistol? Even a few shots!

However, Da Ye used Mr. Qi to stand in front of him, and Dongzi's furious shots were vented to the sky. The bullets were exhausted, and Dongzi flinched in his heart, but Daye opened his mouth and said something stupid to him!

Dongzi is also a red-faced guy, knowing that he is not the opponent's opponent, he directly used the street-swearing skills he practiced in school, pinched his waist, jumped and spit, and directly scolded Daye, who was explained by chanting scriptures collapsed.

And Qi Lao, who was trampled under his feet and taken as a hostage, rolled his eyes when he was shocked by Dongzi's street-swearing skills, and fell into a state of self-enclosed six senses.

Da Ye, who was scolded for collapsing and giving up his Buddha nature, picked up the whip on his waist and knocked down Dongzi, who was spitting all over the place.

Afterwards, Daye, who opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut, made it under the mud horse, and waited until Han Zheng's arrival, the old and the young were freed from the sea of ​​suffering.

The yelling old Qi rushed forward with his sword, raised his sword in a vertical jump, and chopped Huashan with all his strength, hitting Daye's separated legs.

When the long sword was only one meter away from Daye, Qi Lao's ferocious face was stunned, because Daye, whose head was stuck in the soil, disappeared in a flash.

The sword fell to the ground and fell to the ground!

"Huh! Where are the people?"

Qi Lao looked inexplicably strange, feeling something behind him and turned around to see that Daye with a muddy face was standing one meter away from him.

"Grass mud horse!"

"My grass and mud horse!"

This time, Mr. Qi was really furious. He cursed back, and then he used his long sword to the limit of his speed and stabbed Daye's chest!
Daye's body drifted back quickly, and a golden light flashed all over his body while reciting scriptures silently in his mouth, and the man disappeared strangely from Qi Lao's eyes again!
Old Qi's sprint was still on the way, and in an instant, he was hugged tightly by Daye from behind, and a series of muddy horses from Daye came from his ears!

"I'm mad at me too!"

Behind him, Daye forcefully pressed Elder Qi to the ground, and firmly pressed Elder Qi with both hands. In his mouth, the grass mud horse was like popping beans, but his expression was extremely eager.

Looking at it, Han Zheng had an illusion that the grass-mud horse expressed in Da Ye's mouth was not what he imagined at all.

Looking at Daye, who had changed everything he said about the grass-mud horse, Han Zheng turned into a flash of lightning and approached him, kicking Daye, who had a white face with a chicken head and a white face, flying away again.

Old Qi on the ground was foaming at the mouth after being bombarded by the bean-like grass mud horse!

Daye, who was kicked and flew in the air, chanted scriptures in his mouth, and returned to the original place while his body was shining with golden light. With a look of grief and anger on his face, he opened his mouth and roared at Han Zheng angrily.

Han Zheng wiped the saliva off his face with his hand, and asked Dongzi to help Mr. Qi, who was lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth, up. The old man has no fighting spirit now!

"Grass mud horse!"

Seeing that Han Zheng was indifferent, Daye's face turned purple with grief and indignation!
In his mind, he quickly thought about the various meanings of the grass mud horse in Da Ye's mouth.

But after the calculation, Han Zheng finally sighed and said, "This guy must have been tricked!"

(End of this chapter)