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Chapter 392: Birth to Cultivate Buddha's Heart (7)

The lion kept swearing in the forest and left his own scent, which means that everything around him was his territory; after the fierce fight, the two baboons would take all the wives and concubines of the Baboon King; the white ape grew up with wild beasts in the jungle, and he felt that all the rules in the forest were also applicable to him, so he naturally believed that as long as he defeated the fat man in front of him, the three beautiful women who surrounded him like butterflies would become his personal property.

"One-on-one fight?" The white ape was very clear when he spitted these two words out of his mouth. He was not afraid of the situation in which he was fighting against four, but he was afraid that he would do nothing like Sun Wukong in the eavesdropping story, and to break these women who were thousands of times more beautiful than the female gorillas in the forest. It was a waste of resources. He knew that the force of his gun was that a wild boar with nearly 300 kilograms of thick skin could not stand it, let alone these young women who were as charming as flowers and could drip water from their bodies.

"Double Shadow" Yuan Qixia, with phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, melon-shaped face, slim figure, coquettish body, every frown, smile, quiet and moving slightly, but a kind of smoke and cloudy aura is emitted from the softness. A demon who perfectly combines debauchery and restraint. Men often only need to take a look at it, and their three souls often leave seven souls.

"Jueying" Sun Yuying, whose face is like a peach blossom, is thinner than Xizi, and is weaker than Liu Fufeng. Such a woman is definitely the public enemy in the eyes of all women. No matter what she wears, she can wear a kind of background and charm. The key is that she also has a pair of Guanyin hands like white jade, which is shining brightly and warm and well-behaved. Looking at the person and then looking at his hands, it is difficult for people to figure out other emotions, a monster who perfectly interprets thin, white and moist.

The "Wind Shadow" flower and lotus are untainted, and are washed in the clear water without being charming. She has a certain innate nobility. She feels like a fairy spirit in every move, and has the same artistic conception as a lotus that can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with.

The three women were either demons, evil or semi-immortals, but they only added their eyes to Peng Dalu, who was like Maitreya Buddha. It was just because the strange uncle used three women's love to win the first kiss of the three women with three strings of candied haws when they first opened. His behavior was so bad that all his fellow disciples complained about it. The key was that he and the three women created their own "Browsing and Eyes Sword Technique", "Love and Palm", and the viciousness of his intentions made others unable to reach them.

After many people climbed the mountain, they finally met a tiger. Peng Dalu was just lamenting the misfortune of Liu Yufeng who died suddenly. At this time, some muscles on the inner calves began to twitch gently, and Peng Dalu was angry that he had not fought for the rest of the days. Perhaps he had been completely crazy these days. Peng Dalu, who had been reluctant to take action, felt that although other brothers would not cause harm, they would never give in time. When the three women plunged into his camp, it seemed that he and other brothers had already clearly separated the single-plank bridge of Yangguan Road.

The three women were not vases without eyesight. Looking at Peng Dalu who had never been willing to take action, they had already understood it. "Double Shadow" Yuan Qixia twisted her plump buttocks into a curve that was exaggerated enough to attract all male animals to dazzlingly attract. After she walked around the field with her most seductive figure, several guys who were confused and could not tell the difference between the east, west, south and north jumped out one after another. They knew that once they turned over the savage in front of them, the benefits that the woman would give would definitely not be less. Even if there was no real reward, the charming eyes that the woman had just cast was even more mellow than a mouthful of ecstasy soup. This woman who could charm all living beings like Daji had already caused all the animals around her to fall down when she lowered her figure and posed.

"Jueying" Sun Yuying has been whispering with Tian Shanshan. This delicate woman who is good at playing emotional cards knows that once Tian Shanshan's defense is broken through, Hu Yuanzhong will definitely follow him. After Peng Dalu came out of the mountain, a man who wished to plague every corner of the acre of responsibility field, Tian Shanshan completely became Hu Yuanzhong's life weather vane. Before Hu Yuanzhong could come back from the sudden smile of the two women, he only saw two pretty figures coming out together. He originally wanted to remain neutral and wait and see, and was dragged into chaos.

"Fengying" Hua Xiulian looked at Xu Mao and others who were cold and unwilling to help each other with a cold look. Those people seemed to have taken her tricks. Not long after, these guys who were staring out of their bodies drew out their sharp swords, were about to step out, and joined the ranks of dealing with the savages.

However, the first one to pounce on the white ape were two vicious men. One was wearing a monk's robe with a disgusting face and holding a crescent-shaped convenient shovel, and the other was a Taoist priest in gray robe with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek and a long sword in his hand. Perhaps to make the beauty happy, the six unclean monks attacked with their weapons first.

The lustful monk is convenient for shoveling cleverly and clumsy, and uses obscurely and clearly. He directly attacks the middle part of the white ape's spear with the simplest thrust. There is no aesthetic sense. His only purpose is to divide the other party's spear into two. A warrior who is used to the weapons in his hand can not control the sense of incongruity brought by the change of formations. The evil sword eagle stands like a sleeping sleep, and the tiger walks like a disease, and it is crooked and falls, with a bit of the smell of drunken immortal swords. The seemingly slow and powerless sword move suddenly exerts force when it is several feet away from the white ape and attacks the other party's chest. The two seem to have been calculating, and the timing of throwing stones and asking for directions and giving a try is just right.

The white ape did not expect the two of them to come so quickly. After being forced into the corner, they had no time to pull out the gun that was nailed firmly into the wall. The gun that originally dealt with Liu Yufeng could not be staged again. He was like a slaughtered lamb ready to accept the most tragic ending.

The lustful monk was extremely sharp in the shovel. After cutting the white ape's gun into a certain arc from the middle into two sections, he took a few steps back. He didn't want to be implicated by the gun again.

The evil Taoist took advantage of the gap between the white ape pulling two guns from the wall and slashing a sword from a tricky angle. The opponent's ribs were leaking. He only needed to seize this flaw and complete the seemingly ordinary move at the fastest speed. The opponent would undoubtedly splatter within five steps. However, when the sword edge touched the other party's body, the sharp sword no longer made any progress. The savage face showed a strange mockery look. The evil Taoist had not yet understood what was going on. The white ape beat the fallen dog with two sticks crossed and crossed on his drum-like back. Every time the white ape hit, it seemed that it could break a bone in the evil Taoist. After the blow on this side, it seemed that the evil Taoist was knocked to death by someone.
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