Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

Since becoming the Priest of the Ghost King, Zhang Fei has challenged the limit countless times, but none is more exciting than this time - he has to climb a tree about ten meters high, and this tree is not only transparent, but also TM It's going to shake!

The moment Zhang Fei grasped the branch with his hand, the different tree started to vibrate. After he climbed two meters, the tree body began to shake greatly. Now that he was in the middle of the tree, the tree just gave him a twist. !

Look at this development trend, if he goes up a little bit, this bastard tree will dance a disco for him... I don’t want to do anything to you, why do you react so much after picking a fruit?

He understood why Mr. Gui and the others used a rope to pull the fruit down every time!

Holding hands and feet tightly around the tree, Zhang Fei exhaled, and tilted his head to look at Mr. Gui and Zhong Cuo below—these two people were having a lively fight, and there were countless sparks between black knives and white swords. The kid will be fine for a while—

Zhong Cuo suddenly raised his head and glanced at Zhang Fei in his busy schedule. Even though they were far away, Zhang Fei could still feel that there was a bit of murderous intent hidden in that look.

... He didn't provoke him, did he?

Zhang Fei thought about it seriously, but to no avail, so he continued to slowly rub against the tree—the tree trembled more and more violently, and even if he tried to reach for the branches, it would shake him off, so he could only rub like a caterpillar. .

However, the tree is still transparent and still glowing... Zhang Fei didn't want to think about how weird he would feel to people who were far away from him. He only rejoiced that Mr. Gui found this place so desolate that no one could be found around.

Climbing up another meter, the way the tree body swayed began to change in various ways. It seemed that it was extremely annoyed. The different tree suddenly bent, and the top of the tree narrowly brushed the ground. Before Zhang Fei could react, the bent tree body came again It bounced up suddenly, almost throwing Zhang Fei away!

"He..." Zhang Fei broke out in a cold sweat and almost cursed out loud, but when it came to his mouth, he realized that he couldn't let the kid be distracted, and swallowed the words back.

This tree is absolutely mature... Fortunately, Zhang Fei is not a believer in evil. The more he played with the tree, the more he became obstinate, and the speed gradually increased. After a while, he went up another meter Many times, he was almost thrown off by Yishu who was swinging like a roller coaster several times, and he hugged him tightly.The body of this different tree is unusual, and it is actually a bit soft. Zhang Fei tried it, and he was able to insert his fingers into the body of the tree, which gave him an extra layer of insurance.

I don't know if I can bite it with my teeth... A ridiculous thought came to my mind, and Zhang Fei continued to move forward.

Now, the evil fruit is not far away from him, almost as long as Zhang Fei stretches out his hand, Zhang Fei can touch it.

The problem also lies here... the different tree is thin at the top and thick at the bottom, so thick that two people need to hug each other at the bottom, but the top of the tree is as thin as a strand of hair, there is no place for Zhang Fei to strike.Moreover, the closer to the treetops, the greater the danger brought by the swinging of different trees. Although it is only a short distance away, it is difficult to take another step forward no matter what.

"If you can't catch it, let go!" Zhang Fei was cursing the tree and his ancestors in all directions in his stomach, when Zhong Cuo's voice suddenly came, "I will catch you!"

"How can a man say no...Damn!" Just as he was about to say something handsome, Yishu suddenly made a 360-degree turn, and Zhang Fei almost bit his tongue, "Hurry up and beat that dead turtle to the ground!" Seven out of eight will die!"

He still has the heart to remember this number...

Zhong Cuo suddenly felt that the tree was doing well—but he just felt that the offensive in his hands was more urgent, and Mr. Gui's previous steady defense was gradually unable to support it.

He knows that Zhongcuo still has a trump card. He has 5 minutes to turn back into the real ghost king... Those 5 minutes may not kill Mr. Gui completely. After all, the ghost king in Yangjian is not absolutely powerful, but it is enough to force him away. .

At this moment, the different tree shines brightly!

Time is up!

This thought crossed his mind, Mr. Gui secretly channeled his mana, and the result of using two minds was that he was struck by a wrong knife, but he didn't care about it, letting the blood flow profusely from his hand.

On the treetops, fine filaments of light are forming, and they are about to wrap the evil fruit in sight!

That's too late!

Fortunately, the shaking of the different tree gradually decreased at this time, so Zhang Fei took the opportunity to reach out and touch the evil fruit - his hand froze in the air after less than half of it.

so cold...

He suddenly thought of the ghost dragon's words - the fruit of anger cannot be touched by living people, but what about the fruit of greed?

Just getting close, the coldness seemed to freeze his hands.

In this way, even if he can catch the fruit, he will definitely not be able to catch it, unless...

There are more and more light threads gathering, and Mr. Gui obviously doesn't intend to wrap the passion fruit on the treetop to help Zhang Fei, but guides the passion fruit down gradually—seeing that the passion fruit is about to Being dragged down, Zhang Fei gritted his teeth and finally made the decision to do nothing.

Stepping on the branch, holding his hands together, he rushed forward - in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the fruit of greed!

His face, to be exact.

The coldness of the Evil Fruit passed over his eyelashes, but Zhang Fei didn't even blink his eyes—the balance of his body had been lost, and he would fall off the tree in a few seconds. Open your mouth!

The hand may freeze and let go, but the clenched teeth will not... Under Mr. Gui's astonished gaze, Zhang Fei bit the fruit of greed in his mouth!

It’s so cold!

As soon as the fruit entered his mouth, Zhang Fei deeply felt the consequences of this mouthful. The cold air on the passion fruit almost froze his whole head—fortunately, just as he thought, the colder the passion fruit, the more he gritted his teeth. Tight, even if he wanted to open his mouth now, he couldn't open it.

The balance of his body has been lost, and Yishu has also begun to collapse. Zhang Fei, who can't find any way to do it, simply lets himself fall freely in an arc - at this moment, he really wants a pair of wings...

On the ground, Mr. Gui's face was as cold as frost. He didn't even pay attention to Zhong Cuo, who was close at hand, and ran towards Zhang Fei's landing point - the problem was, Zhong Cuo was faster than him!

At that moment, it was no longer Zhong Cuo who appeared here, but the ghost king!

boom!

The black figure charged straight up from the ground and collided with Zhang Fei.

"Are you looking for death!"

The clear and deep voice of the young man shouted angrily, mixed with a whimper - Mr. Gui stopped suddenly, and stared coldly at the two people not far away.

He had thought about it a long time ago. Ordinary people can't touch the greedy fruit. Even if Zhang Fei climbed up a tree, he couldn't get it, so he didn't regard Zhang Fei as a threat at all... But he didn't expect that Zhang Fei would dare to touch it. Play like this.

And what he didn't expect was...

Zhang Fei, who was hugged by Zhong Cuo and fell to the ground, jumped to the ground in a hurry. He covered his mouth with his hands, his expression was extremely ferocious, and the muscles on his face were tangled up. It looked like crying and laughing, but it was more like four words—— unspeakable trouble.

After a while, he finally showed an expression of despair, raised his neck, and moved his Adam's apple.

Even though they were separated by nearly ten meters, Mr. Gui could have sworn that he heard a slight "gurgle"...

"...I'm sorry," Zhang Fei supported Zhong Cuo with one hand, and looked up at Mr. Gui with a sincere expression, "That... let me swallow it."

In fact, I can’t really blame him, the volume of the passion fruit is smaller than the other three fruits, and the surface is very slippery. He fell from the tree and was caught by the wrong clock and turned upside down. How could he control his mouth so well? Muscles... Swallowing it can only be said to be an accident.

Mr. Gui's face was so ugly that Zhang Fei had never seen it before. He moved his body, as if he wanted to move forward, but Zhong Cuo had already blocked Zhang Fei.The complete ghost king exudes a resolute fighting spirit, he will not allow anyone to take a step forward!

"One day..." Muttering in a low voice, Mr. Gui let out a long sigh and dispersed.

Zhong Cuo breathed a sigh of relief—then he turned around and grabbed Zhang Fei: "Spit it out!"

"Don't you think I don't want to..." Zhang Fei grinned and turned around, but it's not so easy to vomit. After trying for a long time, he only felt that the evil fruit had gone all the way down his throat and set up camp in his stomach. What it means to be here permanently...

Zhong Cuo's face darkened layer by layer. He pressed Zhang Fei's shoulder with one hand, and held the broken knife in the other. His eyes looked from Zhang Fei's throat to his stomach, as if he was looking for a suitable landing point... …

"Even if you really have to cut it open...can you change the knife?" Zhang Fei asked cautiously.

"..." He really wanted to do something, but he is a ghost king, not a genius doctor... "How do you feel now?"

"...It's alright." Strange to say, the fruit was still terribly frozen when it was in the mouth, but it didn't feel so clear in the stomach, it was just a little cold, like swallowing an ice cube.

"Then let's talk later," Zhong Cuo's face was ten times colder than Tanqinguo's, "Let's meet up with everyone first."

"Oh..." Zhang Fei finally heaved a sigh of relief, and responded casually.

"...Liar." Turning around, Zhong Cuo suddenly muttered.

"Ah?" Zhang Fei was confused, looking at Zhong Cuo's back in a daze.

Maybe he was really frozen in his mind by the evil jelly, and he couldn't figure out why he came up with such a sentence...

"You liar!" As if he couldn't help it anymore, Zhong Cuo turned his head angrily, and stared at him fiercely - this expression made Zhong Cuo the little ghost do it, maybe Zhang Fei would think it was cute, but it's a pity that this is the adult version, His eyes were sharp and imposing, as if he was going to pin him to the ground.

"What did you say at the beginning? Can't climb trees? Huh?" Anyway, Zhong Cuo didn't want to bear it anymore, so he simply grabbed Zhang Fei's collar, "What about now? You are so skilled!"

——"I'm not afraid to tell you now, Lao Tzu, I can't climb trees at all."

A sentence from several months ago was finally pulled out from the warehouse of memory by Zhang Fei, and he was directly poked on the ground.

What is there to say?

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

My condolences are changing, Mr. Zhang.