Export Comes True [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Bell had ten hot-air balloons with her--God knows why she had so many with her.

After finishing the childish nine, the little girl finally decided to toss in a different way.

She hung Tang Wule on a tree.

"Do you want to change your mouth?"

"to not fix."

After a routine question, Ling Dang sat down under the tree, took out Uncle Dancha's candied haws, and ate it happily.

Tang Wule: "Give me a bunch."

Bell squinted at him, picked a red fruit and threw it at the head.

Tang Wule kicked off the tree trunk, swung his body up, opened his mouth and bit the red fruit between the two rows of silver teeth, and gave Bell a smug look.

Ling Dang backhanded and stuck the bamboo stick into a certain opening on his body.

Tang Wule: "Oh—"

Ling Dang returned him a provocative look with the same complacency.

"what--"

The bell was covering his forehead, and it was Tang Wule who used his mouth as a hidden weapon to hit the nucleus, smashing out a big red bag.

"Tang Wule, are you dirty?"

While complaining, he pulled up his clothes and wiped his forehead.

"Tang Lingdang, you are not childish!"

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing.Just like in the past when others couldn't figure it out, they reconciled inexplicably.

The little girl put Tang Wule down and threw him a roll of bandages.

"You almost broke my heart—help me bandage it!"

Of course, the heart cannot be bandaged, but other places can be, such as the palm of the hand that was poked with a bleeding hole by the sleeve arrow.

Tang Wule threw a bottle of wound medicine from the package and raised his chin.

"Prescribe the medicine for the young master!"

The bandages were split in half, and the wound medicine was divided in half. There were many shadows in the trees. The little girl and the young master were close to each other, bandaging each other's wounds and treating their injuries.

Produced by Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, whether it is a carotid artery cut or a damaged heart, as long as there is still one breath, it can drag you back from the gate of hell.

Ling Dang took out a piece of mille-feuille cake, and before he could put it in his mouth, half of it was bitten off by the little bully, Ah Wu, and said deliberately: "It's delicious, thank you!"

The little girl looked down at only half of the mille-feuille cake in her hand, calmly finished chewing, calmly enjoying the glutinous flour, the sweetness of honey, the fragrance of osmanthus, calmly... and Tang Wule wrestled together again.

The medicine was gone.

Fortunately, this time it was real children fighting, not as fierce as before.

Tang Wule rubbed the bruise on his face.

"What's the relationship between us? Isn't it just a bite of your pastry? You need to greet the young master's handsome face."

"Say it as if you didn't beat me to hell."

The little girl stretched out her hands to cover her eyes, and then opened her fingers, and the faint bruises in the cracks indicated the fate of her eyes.

Tang Wule laughed so hard that he fell down, pulled his wound, and let out another scream of "Aw--".

Bell took out the last hot air balloon and looked at him sideways: "Dare you?"

Tang Wule: "Why don't you dare?"

Holding hands on a hot air balloon.

This time it's not about fighting.

Ling Dang was lying on the edge of the basket to enjoy the scenery, her sleeves were rolled up, revealing a large area of ​​smooth skin, shining white.

The little bells in the bundle of hair jingled in the wind.

"Noisy!"

Tang Wule's voice came from above, and when Bell raised her head, she saw the bear lying on top of the hot air balloon, blinking at her.

Bell also blinked, jumped up suddenly, stood on the edge of the basket, waved to him, and then——

Fall back.

Tang Wule was not surprised, he took off the thousand receivers on his waist, pressed the mechanism, and the flying claws shot out.

Within the shooting range, he grabbed the little girl's soft waist in time and pulled her up.

Bell gave a thumbs up: "Exciting! Lele is awesome! This is more exciting than we used to play in Nether Abyss!"

"The Nether Abyss has water, and it's not too high. It's not life-threatening if you fall, of course it's not as good as it is now."

Tang Wule handed over to Ling Dang the weapon that people in the Jianghu regard as life.

"I want to play too!"

As soon as the voice fell, he leaned back and fell facing the sky.

Just like a rope, no matter how long it can be hung, there is a limit. The range of the flying claws in the thousand receivers is twenty feet.If it exceeds twenty feet, the mother-child flying claws retract automatically, and Tang Wule is finished.

However, that's it, the excitement of playing.

Bell also successfully pulled Tang Wule back.

After the two kids played it a few times, they quickly lost interest in the game.

Bell: "Let's go down, there's nothing interesting up there."

Tang Wule took out the sleeve arrow.

"Go on like this faster."

Biu~

Nourishes—

The hot air balloon was so successful that it went from plump to skinny, and it was too late to mend it with a piece of cloth-although I am not sure if it will be useful.

Rapid descent.

Tang Wule touched his waist and said, "When it's about the same time, I'll use Feiyuan...Wait, where's my Feiyuan?!"

The little girl looked up to the sky.

"Tang Nao Nao!"

"I threw it in the bamboo forest. I'm not stupid, I threatened you and let you take Feiyuan with you."

"When did you touch it?"

The little girl looked proud: "In terms of finger flexibility, I am not as good as you, but in terms of speed, you can't match me. The key to acupuncture is to be fast and accurate."

Tang Wule twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Now is not the time to be proud of this. By the way, I almost forgot, you also have Feiyuan..."

"No, I didn't bring Feiyuan."

"Feather ink carving?"

"Stay in the valley."

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

Great, now it's time to test your lightness kung fu.

Success is in the yang world, and the test of failure is in the underworld.

"If you hadn't been mad at me, I wouldn't have thought about taking your flying kite away!"

Bell rushed over and pinched Tang Wule's face.

"Tang Wule, why don't you go to the sky! You just burst the hot air balloon without asking a question! I don't want the epitaph to say that the deceased died because he wanted the hot air balloon to descend quickly and fell to his death—this kind of embarrassment Another reason for being mentally retarded!"

Of course, she could use "exports come true" to make them not afraid of accidents, but this is just like playing a game to cheat, it's boring.

...Of course, if she is really about to fall to her death, she is not stupid, and she will use it when it is necessary.

Tang Wule chuckled: "To each other."

The speed of the hot air balloon's descent suddenly stopped.

The two looked up and saw a long iron rod passing through the knotted rope on the hot air balloon, hanging the basket in midair.

It seemed that someone was standing in the sky holding a stick and slowly pulling back, and they followed the stick to the sky.

Bell set up a pergola in front of his forehead, and squinted his eyes against the light to observe the iron rod.

"I don't think that's quite like something we can have in this world, don't you think?"

"I don't think so either. Although our world has mustard seeds, stables, talking man, fire-breathing dragon, and dishes that can enhance internal strength or blood energy and physique, but such a big iron rod, It’s really the first time I’ve seen it.”

With sharp eyes, Ling Dang spotted a line of words engraved on the stick.

The gold characters engraved on the black iron are very vivid, which is "Ruyi Golden Cudgel".

"Lele, do you know what the Ruyi Golden Cudgel is?"

Tang Wule shook his head.

Leaning against the basket, closing eyes: "Whoever it is, after all, no matter how bad it is, can it be worse than falling into a pulp?"

With a turn of the bell's eyes, Thief Xixi squeezed her voice, pulling out a distant and ethereal tone, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

"What if there are monsters in the sky who like to eat people—the method of skinning and dismantling bones?"

Tang Wule seemed to meditate seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely remember to hide with 'Floating Light' when the time comes, and when it is fed and sleeps, I will bring the pieces of your clothes to help you set up a tomb."

Bell rolled his eyes.

"The invisible time is only five breaths, you wait to be eaten with me-oh, no, I smell like herbs, it's very bitter, the monster licked me and probably threw up at the side immediately. Don't worry, I will remember to go back Later, please ask the master of Shaolin Temple to save you."

The iron rod has already carried the hot air balloon through the clouds, going higher and higher, and the whole body is getting colder and colder.

Tang Wule took out a quilt from the package, threw it in front of the bell, and turned his face away: "Here, only the summer quilt."

Then his head was heavy, and he was covered with a quilt.

Thinking that Ling Dang was still fighting with him, Tang Wule was annoyed and annoyed, and hated in his heart: "Young master never lowers his head for the second time, and never pays attention to you!"

But when he felt his back being poked by something hard, Tang Wule couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and replied, "Why?"

If you don't speak in the back, you just poke him wildly.

Tang Wule kept a straight face, pretending to be unwilling to turn his head, and saw Qingmei squatting wrapped in a summer quilt, with only her small head exposed, biting the top of the candied haws, and the sticks on the candied haws were facing his direction.

It was the little wooden stick that poked his back.

Wait, summer quilt?Then on his head is...

Tang Wule propped up the quilt with his hands, and set up a small space. Taking a closer look, the colorful palette was not his quilt.

Bell used silver teeth to pry the small wooden stick up and down, his eyes were full of complacency.

"Um-"

She made an indistinct sound, Tang Wule understood what she meant, and took a bunch of candied haws out of her mouth, leaving only the one between her teeth.

Bite away the second one with a backhand.

The two children are leaning together, you have one, I have one, a whole bunch of candied haws.

"Later, if there are monsters, you hide behind me, your weapon will be knocked down by me, and you won't be able to take advantage of it with bare hands."

"No, your thousand receivers are thrown in the bamboo forest, and you are about to lose all your hidden weapons. I should be the one to protect you. I can throw throwing knives."

There are a lot of throwing knives in the purse!

The little girl licked off the remaining sugar residue in her mouth, and she had a sweet taste when she spoke.

Tang Wule flipped his hand over, and there was a dart lying on his palm, with green and fresh poison quenched on his face.

"Never underestimate the number of hidden weapons that Tangmen disciples can hide."

Before Xiaobawang could get enough, the toxin on the dart melted quickly, faster than rolling in sulfuric acid.

"puff!"

Bell covered her mouth, blinking her big eyes, looking pure and innocent.

Tang Wule threw the dart aside, angry and funny.

"Go, go, go, stay away from me, what's wrong with you swallowing, swallowing the five poison pearls."

"Okay~"

Bell lifted the quilt.

"I leave you... where is this?"

"Ok?"

Tang Wule raised his head, and the fingers holding the weapon's thousands of receivers involuntarily relaxed slightly.

The sky is auspicious and hazy, and the light smoke is shining. There are palaces on the clouds held by rainbow beams. They are made of colored glaze and made of precious jade.The ridge of the palace swallows gold and stable beasts, and the pillars of the palace line up with jade unicorns.