"Hey, what do you need your face for? You have to wash your face if you want it."

"then me"

"What is this? Was it blocked by the live broadcast room?"

"An honest person came to explain, she said she was cnm!"

"Niubi, 666, I'm tired baby!"

……

The audience in the current live broadcast room is polarized. Female viewers think that male viewers are dirty, while male viewers think that female viewers are hypocritical, and both sides start to complain at every turn.

As the anchor Chu Lan who caused the war, the lingering anger is still there at this moment, and she can't wait to slap Lin Jingzhe to death to relieve her anger.

"Go away quickly, I'm afraid I can't help but kill you!"

Pointing at Lin Jingzhe's nose, he said angrily, "You, the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, are clamoring to look at people all day long, is that plausible?"

"Master, if you know that I am protecting Gongsha, you will forgive me."

Chu Lan almost choked to death, snorted coldly and went back to sleep.

This level of smoking will indeed cause him some damage, but as long as it is discovered in time, there will be no sequelae.

Zhang Qilin, who was lying on a branch and sleeping with a black gold ancient knife, was motionless. He was breathing evenly. It seemed that nothing happened. He was just too lazy to watch the farce.

The next day, it was just dawn, and the three of them hurriedly set off taking advantage of the cool dew in the morning.

Chu Lan regretted that the old Chiran woman left without saying goodbye.

Her mind and eyes are very useful, and her person is a living encyclopedia. It is simply what people say that a family with an old man is like a treasure.

In the southwest direction shown on the map on the bracelet, there is a red spot of light. According to the old woman Chiran, that place is Ryo's lair.

Legend has it that the fire dragon was killed by Nezha.

In fact, Chu Lan has been wondering, how many dragons did Nezha kill?

Seven dragon belts need so many dragon skins?Killing one in the East China Sea does not count, but killing the other?

He has never had the nerve to ask this question, it is too stupid, if the two dragons are the same, it will be embarrassing.

Lin Jingzhe, the big disciple of Longhu Mountain, did nothing but hang around Chu Lan all day long, saying from time to time: "Let me see yours."

Who can stand this?

On the third day, the three of them finally arrived at a quaint cave.

It is said to be simple because the cave has a stone gate, and the stone gate is carved with dragons and phoenixes, which looks very old.

If it wasn't for reality, Chu Lan would have thought this was the monster's cave in Journey to the West.

What is certain is that there should be animals in it.

Because of a long bloodstain on the ground, extending along the stone road into the cave.

It looks like someone has been killed.

"Shall we knock?"

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and Chu Lan is really not used to this quiet environment. He looked at Zhang Qilin weakly to see how he would deal with it.

But Lin Jingzhe sarcastically said: "You thought you were visiting relatives, and you still knocked on the door. Shall I ring the doorbell to let you know what's inside?"

"none of your business!"

Chu Lan was so annoyed that she was damaged, she picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the stone door of the cave.

click...

click...

click...

A burst of machine amplifier sounded, and the stone door opened in response, and it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen.

"boom……"

A long tongue of flame spurted out from inside, and the three of them quickly avoided.

The temperature of the flames was too high. Although the three escaped in time, they were still scorched by the high temperature, and their hair was scorched.

"It's really Samadhi real fire!"

Instead of being surprised, Lin Jingzhe was overjoyed, and quickly circulated the Golden Light Curse, ran to the front of the cave and shouted: "Hey! Come out!"

There was silence in the cave for a few seconds, and a sound suddenly sounded like a barren ancient one.

"Who disturbed my deep sleep!"

tread!

tread! !

tread! ! !

The sound of heavy footsteps was exciting, and even the audience in front of the screen couldn't help feeling nervous.

People come first, feet come first.

A big foot like a cow's hoof hit the ground in front of the stone gate, splashing a cloud of dust.

Those thick legs were at least as thick as a bucket, and the slender golden hair on them trembled with every step.

Judging by the feet, the things that come out must be at least three meters high.

But the next scene is a bit abrupt.

A faucet, only the size of a normal human arm.

The dragon head has sharp edges and corners, and a circle of barbs stands behind the neck. On the two slender beards, the tiny barbs are clearly visible.

It's like a deformity!

There is a saying that if you have a big head and a thick neck, you are either a high-ranking official or a cook.

But what's the matter with the thick thighs?

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