Export Comes True [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Tang Wule looked away: "Pretentious."

Huang Yaoshi looked at him coolly, but didn't speak.

Ling Dang hurriedly changed the subject: "How come there is such a big wave suddenly, it is more than 30 feet by visual inspection? Now that the wave has not stopped, I am not at ease to release my big tortoise."

Tang Wule: "Gua Wazi, it must be your fault again."

Ling Dang: "What? It's none of my business? Tang Wule, don't wrong people casually."

Tang Wule: "Which strange event happened not because of you? The last time I fell into the water and saw the sword fairy, the last time the hot air balloon flew directly to the Tiangong, the last time the Zimuhe pregnancy incident, the last time..."

Bell guiltily looked away.

Seeing the little girl squatting on the judge's pen and drawing circles, Tang Wule changed his words again, "In fact, it may not be an accident. Tsunami with a height of more than 30 feet is not common, but it is not uncommon."

Huang Yaoshi interrupted: "Then the real dragon, there should be no such thing in my world."

The two looked up and saw a living dragon tossing the river, and a little boy in a red bellyband was fighting the dragon.

"Hey, it's him?"

"Nao Nao, do you know him?"

"I met him when I went to help Brother Yao knock down the fetal spring, but I didn't know his name."

"He is quite powerful, he can slay dragons at a young age."

The little boy wrapped the dragon in red silk, stepped on the dragon, suddenly turned his head to look at the three of them, and raised his eyebrows: "There are three more."

Grab the gold ring and throw it at them.

Bell quickly controlled the judge's pen to fly away.

Just now the boy took the gold ring in his hand and smashed the dragon's teeth.

The little boy caught up with him, but he was able to fly without hindrance even though there was nothing under his feet.

The bell—hand in hand—a, "Hold on!" Controlling the judge's pen to run at high speed.

The little boy refused to let go, Tang Wule's free hand shook rapidly, 36 hidden weapons flew out, and the little boy opened it with his golden circle.

Huang Yaoshi picked up the jade flute, - Qu Bihai Chaosheng, the little boy covered his ears.

It seems that although he is strong, he relies on his body and the treasures on his body, and his resistance to the spiritual aspect is not high.

Bell took the opportunity to touch his acupuncture point, poured a bottle of soft tendons into it, and then called out the big turtle, and put him on the turtle's back.

The penholder—hitting his head—asked: "Who are you, and why are you chasing us?"

The little boy stared at them angrily: "I am Li Nezha, a disciple of the Taiyi Immortal in Jinguang Cave of Qianyuan Mountain, I beat that Yaksha, and I captured the evil dragon. —Sound, I am not Li Nezha!"

"You think we're all-in with that dragon?"

"Is not it?"

The tip of the pen poked between the little boy's eyebrows, and the bell poked several times as if venting his anger.

"Of course not! We were just passing by and saw you fighting the dragon. We were curious, so we just took a few more glances."

The misunderstanding was cleared up, Bell untied his acupoints, fed him the soft tendon dissolving medicine, Nezha jumped up, loosened his bones, and turned to look at the dragon, fortunately, he was still tied up by Huntianling.

Bell followed his gaze and couldn't help being curious: "Where did the dragon provoke you?"

"I was taking a good bath, but suddenly a green-faced and long-toothed Yasha came and said that I was shaking the Dragon Palace. Who did I lie to? I didn't go to the East China Sea, so how could I shake his palace? I asked him what kind of beast could talk. He wanted to chop off my head with an axe, so I killed him naturally. Later, Ao Bing, the third prince of Laoshi, wanted to stand up for him, but his skills were not as good as others, so I captured him instead."

The three people who heard this passage now, one is the little overlord of the Tang clan who can let dogs bite people, the other is Dongxie with a very evil nature, and the third is not crooked, anyway, it is definitely not called Gentleman, the bell that can play with Xiaobawang is not a gentleman, and he doesn't think that Nezha is a brat and wants to alienate him.

Ling Dang was not stingy with praise: "Then you are really good, you can slay dragons at a young age. I heard from others that those who can slay dragons are those with great abilities!"

"You're not much older than me." Nezha said angrily.

What a child dislikes the most is that others say he is young.

At the same time, Nezha was also very happy.

The corners of the mouth could not be restrained raised: "You have good eyesight, hey, what's your name?"

"The bell."

"That bell on your head?"

"Yes, the bell on the head."

Nezha didn't ask the names of the two people next to him, he stepped on the dragon's body, and grabbed Huntianling's head with his hands, pulling the dragon's head up.

Originally, he wanted to pull out the tendons of the little dragon and go back to put on his father's armor, but now he suddenly lost interest and only asked the Third Prince Long: "Little Loach, do you accept it or not?"

Ao Bing exhaled in pain, repeatedly persuading.

"Don't forget to make him swear that he won't trouble Chen Tangguan because of this matter."

Nezha looked back at the bell that reminded him, and turned his head back again.

Staring at Ao Bing: "She's right, you have to swear, swear to God."

The swearing to God at this time is not casual—it is really going to be recorded by God.

Ao Bing had no choice but to swear, and Nezha let go.

Of course, when untying, he threw Ao Bing into the sea with a very childish shake, and laughed out loud after the shake, very villainous.

Tang Wule rubbed his chin, "I like Gua Wazi's character, he has personality."

"I am the third son of Li Jing's family, the chief soldier of Chentangguan. Seeing that you are in a mess, go to my house to change clothes."

Nezha put Huntian Ling on his body, put on his clothes, and turned his head - with big black and white eyes - to stare at them without blinking.

"Will you go?"

Bell: "Go."

Huang Yaoshi: "Is there a place in the world that I, Huang Yaoshi, can't go to?"

"Since you want to go, the young master can only risk his life to accompany... sister." After Tang Wule finished speaking, he turned his head and raised his chin slightly to Nezha: "Is that your servant?"

Nezha looked over and saw that his family was shaking like a sieve.

Huntian Ling-Zhan, grabbed the servant and wondered: "Why are you shaking? I didn't even tremble when I faced Yasha."

The servant's teeth chattered, and the clucking was annoying.

"Young master, you, you, you have caused trouble."

Speaking of how powerful the Dragon King is, when the time comes to anger Chentangguan, the people of the entire Chentangguan will suffer.

"You can grow other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige. If they dare to come, I will dare to fight back."

The child tilted his head and said what he didn't know how naive and cruel.

"When the time comes, I'll pull their dragon tendons and peel their dragon skin to see if they dare to take revenge."

What a little devil in the world.

Bell poked—poked Tang Wule with his finger, and winked: "He really looks like you, both are bullies."

Tang Wule snorted, and Lingdang secretly thought something was wrong.

She violated the taboo of the little overlord, Tang Wule's domineering temper, he only likes uniqueness, this is the master who can be bitten by dogs when he sees someone bumping into the same clothes as him.

Quickly coaxing people: "I am Aiwujiwu, because I love you so much, that's why I look like you in everything."

If it was an adult woman, this would be ambiguous, but because the person who spoke and obeyed was a small person, it would only make people feel that childish words were unscrupulous, and sighed—the mouth at a young age is sweeter than honey.

Tang Wule also seemed to have eaten honey, and his mouth curled up silently.

"It's your acquaintance."

Then suddenly a big wave hit the head, and the three of them fell into the water with Nezha plopping down the dumplings.

Nezha: "It's really weird. We're a mile away from Haikou. How could there be waves coming?"

The bell also floated up. Hearing this, his eyes wandered, and he was embarrassed to answer.

Huang Yaoshi laughed lightly.

Tang Wule - looked used to it.

"Who are you?"

A few people turned their heads—looked, and saw—a lotus face out of the water. The woman was naked, with only the collarbone protruding from the water. They were not alarmed when they saw an adult man suddenly appearing beside them, with ignorance of ignorance in their eyes.

Huang Yaoshi turned his head away gracefully, and looked at the shore.

"Where did the apprentice come from?"

He jumped up into the air, hit the jade flute in his hand on the man who was hiding and peeping, and touched his acupuncture points.

A few children swam ashore, and Nezha looked around curiously, "Changed places? Interesting, interesting."

The person who received acupuncture on the shore was holding several women's clothes in his arms, and it was obvious that they were not his.

The bell stepped on his foot hard.

"Flower picker, shameless, even taking the girl's clothes."

Then turn him around, with his back to the pool.

Bell put the clothes on the shore, "I put the clothes here."

Turn around.

She stole clothes and took a bath in the river. Could this girl be Weaver Girl?

— There was a rustling sound of dressing.

"I'm fine."

Seeing them turn their heads back, the girl tilted her head and looked at them, "Who are you, why did you suddenly appear in the fairy cave?"

Nezha was the first to say, "Then who are you?"

"I'm Zhao Ling'er."

"I don't know. I'm Nezha."

Zhao Linger shook her head, "I don't know."

Zhao Linger...

Bell turned the man around, "Could you be Li Xiaoyao?"

The man's eyes widened.

It seems so.

He asked Zhao Linger again: "Do you know him? He wanted to take your clothes just now."

"I don't know him. Why doesn't he talk?"

Huang Yaoshi Yuxiao hit the man's body, unlocking the acupoints.

Zhao Linger: "Why did you take my clothes away?"

"I want an elixir..."

"Elixir? It's my master's relic, and it can't be given to anyone casually."

"Sister Fairy, my name is Li Xiaoyao, please, my aunt needs an elixir to save her life. It's my fault, I was afraid that you would not agree, so I thought of threatening you with clothes, and begged Sister Fairy to be merciful and give you Panacea, little willingness—to die to preserve the name of Fairy Sister!"

Zhao Ling'er heard that he came to ask for pills for the lives of his family, and his heart softened.

"What about you? Why did you suddenly appear on the island?"

Ling Dang thought of Xiaowan, "I have a younger sister who was born with a weak body. I want to ask if there is any way to make her recover."

"Yes, it's very simple. Teach her to practice fairy arts, and the spiritual energy will naturally nourish her body."

Ling Dang took out those fairy books, "Is this okay?"

"Five Elements Immortal Art? Well, let's see if she is suitable for Water Immortal Art, or find someone who practices Water Immortal Art and help her recuperate her body for a period of time, and she will be no different from a normal person."