The group’s favorite Xiao Long Bao: seven brothers and uncles love it to the extreme

The battle between people ended soon.

Xue Zhen carried the black flag of the Xue family and waved it again.

The flag, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, was as light as a fluttering bamboo pole in his hand.

Following his flag, the army behind him retreated in order.

The next battle is not something mortals like them can participate in.

Even on Chen Lin's side, the troops had long since slowed down and retreated under the command of their respective captains, dragging away those who were too smoked to wake up.

The three Xue brothers took the people away and hesitated for a moment.

Ma Daoye waved his hand towards them, telling them to hurry up.

On the other side, Chang Maoming retreated from the battlefield and arrived at the Changfeng City camp. After ordering the captains to take away his soldiers, he hid aside and continued to watch the actions on the field.

The entire empty field was empty except for Ma Daoye and Long Baoer riding on the cart.

"Long Bao'er, are you afraid?" Ma Daoye smiled and lowered his head and asked his young apprentice.

How could Long Baoer be afraid?

What she fears is losing her loved ones.

As for the rest, it can only excite the little girl.

"Master, master, why doesn't that big bad guy come out yet?" Long Baoer raised his head and asked.

The two masters and disciples here are just exposing a loophole to let the master come out.

When the other party comes out, you should let the other party know what it means to be beaten.

As for not taking action just now, it was really because there were too many innocent people at the scene.

Just as Ma Daoye was about to speak, he felt a demonic wind coming.

"coming!"

【coming! 】

Long Baoer looked back and saw flying sand and rocks on the ground bringing up a cloud of yellow dust and smoke.

Ma Daoye waved his cannon sleeve, and the dust was dispersed, and none of it fell on the little girl.

Long Baoer pouted, "Master, the big bad guy is so dirty, he made so much dirt. It's more dirt than when Uncle Okura swept the floor."

Okura is a retired veteran who stayed in the Shogun's mansion because he only had one arm. He is usually responsible for sweeping the floor. Due to the inconvenience of one hand, dust will be raised when sweeping the floor, so when he sees Long Baoer, he always stops and waits for the young lady to go far away before continuing.

Unexpectedly, I became the control group of goblins today.

"It's indeed quite dirty. But Long Bao'er, these are tricks commonly used by monsters. Don't be fooled by their tricks."

"Yes! Long Bao'er remembers it!" Long Bao'er sat on Ma Daoye's lap and looked up at the master.

"Death is imminent, and you still talk so much nonsense." A sinister voice came closer from far away, it was the monster that had just escaped.

"Bad guy!" Long Baoer cursed.

"Little girl, you really don't know how to live or die." The monster opposite looked at Long Bao'er, his face full of contempt.

"You are obviously a half-demon, but you call a human master, which is beyond stupid."

Long Baoer seemed to understand, and turned to look at Ma Daoye, "Master, what did he mean?"

"Ignore him. Master will tell you when we get back." Ma Daoye said.

"Hmph, I'm afraid there's no chance." The other party looked ferocious and suddenly started dancing.

And a black cloud suddenly gathered above Ma Daoye and the others, and the dark sky seemed to be much lower.

In this black cloud, lightning crackled.

"Huh, you're trying to make things mysterious!" Ma Daoye dismissed it!

Thunder and lightning are the most powerful and yang things in the world, and demons and evil spirits are most afraid of thunder and lightning.

The monster on the opposite side was full of black stench, which was obviously due to too many sins. Even stronger than that guy Sakura, how could he trigger the thunder point?

Isn't this a joke!

Therefore, Ma Daoye didn't believe in the thunder and lightning at all, and thought it was just a means to hinder his purpose.

It's just that even he couldn't see through this method for a while, so it can be considered that the opponent is somewhat wise.

"Black Cherry, stop watching the excitement and come on!" Ma Daoye kicked his feet and said.

Sakura wanted to protest, he was not Kuro Sakura, let alone some Kuro Sakura.

The anger suddenly rose, and when he looked at Ma Daoye and Long Baoer sitting on Ma Daoye's lap, the anger subsided in an instant.

[Okay, little one, let’s go. 】

That tone is as doggy as possible.

Sakura, whose branches were thick and coiled under Long Baoer's feet, got out of the cart and faced the monster on the opposite side.

As he walked, his figure gradually returned to its original size.

The bodies were coiled together, and the snake's head was raised high, like a big tree on the top of the mountain.

The bright red letter was spat out and retracted, looking at the weasel spirit below with a look of disdain.

The yellow squirrel spirit seemed to have never seen such a big snake before, and seemed to be frightened for a moment, standing motionless on the spot.

"Master, Master, are the villains scared out of their wits?"

"Should..." Ma Daoye was a little unsure.

In fact, logically speaking, weasels are actually the natural enemies of snakes, but Sakura can't grow so big and practice for so many years in vain.

Although he did not transform, he was still half-transformed into a dragon.

Sure enough, the weasel spirit soon woke up from his shock.

"Even though he's such a big guy, he's still a piece of trash."

【Then try it! 】

Sakura is fighting in high spirits.

Okay, but in his first battle, he must let his little master see his strengths and know that he is useful.

If he loses the fight and his little master thinks he is useless, he may be greeted with soup and barbecue.

So Sakura took the initiative to attack, swiping the tip of her tail toward the location of the weasel spirit.

This time, even the ground shook violently.

The weasel spirit was not weak either. Its small size was more flexible than its size. The two guys started fighting back and forth.

However, Ying's cultivation was higher than hers. Although her many attacks failed to reach the weasel spirit, the strong wind she brought caused a lot of injuries to the opponent.

"Okay, very good!" The weasel spirit's eyes were filled with blood, as if he had made some determination. He stretched out his right hand, reached towards the sky, and then suddenly grabbed it downwards.

In an instant, among the black clouds in the sky, a big hand made of black smoke grabbed at Ma Daoye and Long Baoer.