It was obvious that the little hooligan's words surprised everyone present. Of course, it was not ruled out that he was a child without any scruples, but Zhang Yang firmly believed that he was thinking that he did not believe in Buddhism.

Luo Yulian circled around the little hooligan's table, then looked at Zhang Yang again, and she smiled and said, "No matter where you came from, don't blame us for being ruthless. Such a tender doll can produce water when you pinch your skin. I have to enjoy it."

Hearing the word "enjoy", the shy thing Luo Yulian and Zhang Yang did just now appeared in the little hooligan's mind. A blush appeared on his face, and saliva flowed out of his mouth, and he smiled foolishly.

The old man with a sharp mouth didn't know what he was giggling and said, "There is a problem with his brain. Whoever you likes to eat, but it's best to move faster. If you solve it earlier, go back to receive the reward early. If you stay in the human world every day, your body will smell bad."

Luo Yulian wanted to have fun with Zhang Yang, but as it was getting dawn, her sexual interest was disturbed by this little thing and she didn't want to do anything. So she said to the two strong men helplessly: "Big Mao Ermao, you two will get rid of Zhang Yang, Lao Xi, let's go to the kitchen to fry the little monk."

The two strong men nodded, and they walked up to Zhang Yang, then learned Luo Yulian's method and slowly approached his body with the knife. One pointed the knife at his heart and the other placed the knife on his neck.

The old man with sharp mouth untied the rope on the little hooligan's body, carried him to the kitchen, and said to Luo Yulian as he walked: "It's better to steam it. The little one is tender, and the fried meat is not delicious."

"It's up to you." Luo Yulian said, looking back at Zhang Yang, and said to him again: "Little brother, I hope you can not be so careless in the next life. If you mess with our king, it will be a dead end. Even if the gods come, they will not be able to save you." After that, she twisted her butt and followed the pointed-mouthed old man in.

Seeing that the two big guys were about to smear the knife on Zhang Yang's neck and heart, he knew that he could not wait any longer, so he used his internal force to transform the flowing blade into the fire.

The boiling and passionate white steam began to be released from Zhang Yang's body. Both big guys' hands were burned by the steam. They shrank their hands and screamed and retreated.

Unfortunately, Liubing Ruohuo was instantly released by Zhang Yang, and then wiped their necks at a rapid speed. Their heads were cut off in the blink of an eye, rolled to the ground, and fell to the side.

Luo Yulian, who was about to put the little hooligan into the steamer in the kitchen, and Luo Yulian heard the movement. Luo Yulian hurriedly ran out, while the pointed-mouthed old man paused for a few seconds. His eyes were rolling around and he felt something was wrong.

No matter how big guy said that his strength was not low, and he could make such a terrifying cry, which meant that Zhang Yang was really extraordinary. He must have untied the rope. So the old man with a sharp mouth thought about it and still thought it was better to escape, so he carried the little hooligan on him, lit it twice, sealed his acupoints, so that he could not scream, and then he quickly ran out.

Luo Yulian ran out and saw that the heads and bodies of Big and Small Hair had separated. They had already shown their true form, two fat spiders. Green blood flowed all over the ground, and the air was filled with a disgusting and fishy smell. Luo Yulian looked around but there was no sign of qigong at all.

"Where are you? Don't pretend to be a fool!" Luo Yulian shouted because of fear: "Old!Old! Damn, when I go back, I will definitely chew you until my bones are gone!"

Just when Luo Yulian saw that the situation was not good and was about to escape, as soon as she turned around, she saw Zhang Yang standing behind her. Liu Jian Ruohuo had already penetrated into Luo Yulian's stomach. She stared at her wound with her big eyes and looked down at her wound. She wanted to open her mouth to speak, but she couldn't make a sound because of the pain.

"If you told you earlier who your king is, I wouldn't have hurt you." Zhang Yang said coldly: "It's a pity that he is quite beautiful and a fairy must seek death."

Luo Yulian opened her mouth, moved her lips, and fell to the ground, revealing her true form, which turned out to be a sparrow that became a sparrow.

"Oh no!" Zhang Yang was still recalling what Luo Yulian's lips meant just now, but suddenly remembered that the little hooligan was still in the kitchen. When he ran over and saw that the person was gone. Zhang Yang ran to the street, then whistled, and saw a cloud flying from the sky and falling to his feet: "Cotton Cloud, let's go!"

Zhang Yang walked around Chang'an Street and found no signs of the little hooligan and the sharp-mouthed old man. He guessed that the two must have run away from the city, so he rushed to the outside of the city. But before he could fly for long, he saw a small figure on the ground walking into Chang'an Street.

"Little hooligan!" Zhang Yang shouted his name loudly and then flew down.

The little hooligan rolled his eyes and walked on the road, but after walking two steps, he fell to the ground and was unconscious. When he woke up again, it was already noon the next day. After opening his eyes, he saw a strange little room, a simple small bed, and a simple decoration in front of him.

But soon, a piece of clothing placed on the other end of the bed attracted his attention. It was a shabby robe with several torn holes on it, and I don’t know whose it belonged to it.

After the little hooligan stretched out, he saw two large wooden basins in the yard, and two wooden barrels. One was empty inside, while the other was filled with bowls and chopsticks, and the two wooden barrels were filled with clear water. At this moment, Zhang Yang walked out of the kitchen with a pile of newly collected bowls. Then he saw the little hooligan and greeted him.

"I'm awake, do you want to eat something?" Zhang Yang put the bowls and chopsticks into the wooden basin and said, "Can you eat beef noodles?"

The little hooligan was stunned for a while, then shouted, "No problem! Hehe!"

Because he was so busy, Liu Xiang, Big Mouth Liu and White Bone Demon were busy outside, and they didn't care about the little hooligan, so now there are Zhang Yang and the little hooligan in the backyard, which is just right for talking.

"How did you come back last night?" Zhang Yang asked while washing dishes.

The little hooligan stuffed noodles into his mouth, eating with relish, shaking his head without saying a word.

"What's shameful?" Zhang Yang said dissatisfiedly: "I carried you back, and I also brought this to you."

"I'll talk about it when I finish eating." The little hooligan turned around, and ate the noodles with his back to Zhang Yang, and praised while eating: "The beef tastes better, and the mutton soup is too scent."

"Shut up your pig's mouth." Zhang Yang shouted: "You have the time to say this, but you don't have the time to tell me what happened last night."
Chapter completed!