Unexpectedly, the pirates actually came to the city of Zangshan.

And there are only four or five pirates in front of you. At this time, they don't catch them, but when.

The teachers are excited and want to do it.

"Everyone calms down, we are not a pirate at all, we are just ordinary singers."

The Taiyin saint hates tooth itch, but she still has to pretend to be nothing, calming the public anger.

"I have no nonsense, you are pirates. I recognize you. When you were at the dock, you also dug a person's flying bones and threw him into the sea. Do not believe, you search for a search, you are not There are flying bones."

The little boy smiled and he could see it all at the time.

It was also because I saw that the young boy could quickly fish him up after he was thrown into the sea in Diyang Qingfeng.

The face of the Taiyin saint changed greatly.

The two flying bones are indeed still on her.

How did this kid discover it?

Seeing her can't speak, those onlookers are more and more sure that the Taiyin is a pirate.

"What happened to Zangshanjun, even the pirates have come in."

"Go to the obituary and say that the pirates have entered the city. They must be driven out."

"Catch them and avenge our innocent brothers and sisters."

The sorcerers looked glaring and surrounded them.

"Let's go, what happened to the pirates? Who stipulated that the pirates could not enter the Tibetan city?"

Seeing that the identity was dismantled, the Taiyin saint was too lazy to cover up.

Anyway, the second priest will arrive soon.

There are two priests, she does not have to worry about these rabble.

Her words suddenly aroused public anger.

These days, many people have been maimed by pirates.

Taiyin's heart is unwilling.

Why is she suffering from the exhaustion of her body at this time, so many people, really start, she is afraid to suffer.

"Liu Qi has not arrived yet, how can you get into trouble again?"

The sound of the end of the night is coming.

"How come you come."

The Taiyin saint is dissatisfied, and at the same time, the face is full of joy.

She is alone, not good for Zitang.

There is a difference between the end of the day and the enchanting sun. Its fire of the sun is enough to burn these people into ashes.

"Liu seven changes let me track the affairs of the Kunlun secretary, a bit of a look."

At the end of the day, the demon yang arrived, and saw the trouble of the Taiyin saint.

It can't help but conceal in the heart, this Taiyin saint is really a good thing.

Under the encirclement of so many people, she did not stay well. She could only **** and push the crowd away, and she quickly left.

Does the Kunlun secretary find it?

The Taiyin saint is not happy.

It is rumored that before the month, Chang Sun Xueyu lost an important book.

The book was handwritten by the Queen of Kunlun, and it recorded some important information about the last battle of the Red Moon Queen and the Queen Kunlun.

Unfortunately, the secretary was stolen shortly after being excavated.

This time, Liu Qichang dared to take the risk to Chengdu, which is for this secretary.

"go."

The end of the night, no longer say more.

Suddenly a burning flame swelled up, and the sorcerers were shocked and made birds and beasts scattered.

The Taiyin saint disappeared immediately.

"Hey, this little guy doesn't see it quite smart."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng sees the Taiyin saints fleeing, not helpless.

He secretly made a "can't" gesture toward the young boy.

But at this moment, the little boy did not care what he meant.

After the little boy ran away from the pirates, he jumped and went to the purple hall.

"Good-looking uncle, I have to play the turntable."

Good-looking uncle...

Uncle Zitang did not answer.

"Good-looking uncle, I want to play the turntable."

Little boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, grabbed the sleeves of Zitang.

"let go."

Zitang has a sleeve and can know where the child is like a candy, sticking his sleeves and not letting go.

"Not loose, you let me play the turntable, I am loose."

The little boy is stubborn.

"You can not."

Zitang has three words.

He cherishes the appearance of words like gold, but it makes Ye Lingyue think of his own master, Zitang.

However, Zitang is Zitang and Zitang is Zitang.

At least, my master never hangs himself like Zitang.

"Ming Yue, you still don't pull the boy back, don't anger the purple hall."

When Emperor Yang Qingfeng saw it, he couldn't help but squeeze the cold sweat for the little boy.

This little guy, who is not good, is going to provoke Zitang.

"Go by him."

Ye Lingyue is so good that he continues to watch the drama.

Zitang did not care.

"You, who is interested to try?"

However, there is a teacher who wants to go forward, but the little boy is a wow, "cry" out.

"No, I can't play, no one can come up to play."

He said that he would hold the turntable and not let go.

The guests on the side met and they were not good at it.

At this time, it is not early.

Because there are no flying bones to buy, many people have already dispersed.

The little boy is holding the turntable and will not let go.

"Sow it."

Purple Hall forehead, blue veins floating.

"Not to scatter."

The young boy is still a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

His rogue appearance is a very small biography.

Ye Lingyue looked around and became more and more funny.

On the street, the rest of the passers-by are not much.

Under the cold moonlight, Zitang's Zhang Junyi's face was expressionless.

"Well?"

Zitang looked at this "leather candy."

He expected that the child would not give up.

He looked around again and didn't see the adult of this child.

I don't know which adult, the child is lost.

"The female pirate gave it. She gave you six bones. She turned it once. I drove her away. There was still a chance left. It was mine."

The little boy's face is taken for granted.

Zitang stared at the little boy.

What he said seems a bit reasonable.

"You don't object, that's the promise, then I turned."

The little boy looked like a joyful feast, and he ran to the turntable.

The position of this turntable is higher than that of the young boy.

He picked up his feet and carefully looked at the words above.

"I want a special bone."

He pointed to the red area.

Purple Hall picks up an eyebrow.

"Hey, this kid is not a small appetite. I want to win the bones from Zitang. The skill of this empty gloved white wolf is really good. Unfortunately, the special bones are not good. The turntable, fear is It has long been controlled by Zitang's mind."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng was stunned and secretly stunned.

Last time, Emperor Yangfeng had seen the tricks of Pang Bone.

Pang bones are on the balloon.

Needless to say, Zitang is on the turntable.

Zitang's kid is a metamorphosis, and his cultivation was very strong.

Some time is gone, and the degree of cultivation is definitely stronger.

The Taiyin saint is not his opponent, and it is not necessary to say that the young man who is a half-hanger.

"not necessarily."

Ye Lingyue shook his head.