Bai Yuan cherished the bone knife in his arms, knowing the strength and depth of the thing. Once it was taken out, it would not have any effect on the current situation. When he saw the short knife that seemed familiar to fly towards him without any malice, he took it in his hand without hesitation.

It was a sharp good knife he had never seen before. He had never seen the other party pull it out. When he saw the not-so-complex wooden handle, he was drooling. If he hadn't seen the other party throwing steamed buns, a few chicken legs, and a half roast rabbit, he might have knocked the other party over to the ground and ran away. But later he saw some familiar smell in the other party's back, and he would have lost the funny thoughts he had ever been like before. After following the guy's distant for a while, he would have been inadvertent.

Even the White Ape himself did not feel the change - the world will not change for anyone, so you must change yourself to adapt to this new environment. The most obvious example is that the White Ape will never see a mighty woman like an orangutan pounce on her. He seems to have learned to distinguish the good and bad of a woman. In fact, it is very simple. Just use the set in the jungle in reverse. In addition, you must believe that all animals have the same eyes and that women who are willing to let these male animals spit on their backs must be nowhere short of difference. The White Ape now agrees deeply.

In the eyes of the Bai Yuan, the bald animal who also coveted Yuan Qixia's charming figure, was no essential difference from the guys around him who were ready to move. He now sympathized with the fat man like Maitreya Buddha who relied on the three women to support this situation. If he were that man, he would definitely take action at the first time, and a cowardly Lion King who was looking down on his spouse. When you are unwilling to use your life to win the honor you deserve, you will eventually lose the touch of charm you particularly care about without any warning.

The white ape read a sense of depression, disappointment, loneliness, helplessness and coldness in the eyes of the three women who accidentally threw the evil Taoist priest down lightly, the amazement and excitement in the eyes of the three women had long been captured by the white ape. After the white ape was accidentally blushed and his ears were dry, the kind of charm revealed by the three women became more and more fascinating. The white ape knew that if he could survive the situation of being beaten to death by sticks, he would definitely have a chance with these three women with different styles.

With one sword in hand, victory or defeat is up to me. This is the most direct insight of the White Ape. The moment he grabbed the short sword, the gap between the two seemed to have been shortened to zero in the White Ape. Compared with a blind bear with a blind man of more than 200 kilograms, this bald animal seemed to be even worse than the bloodthirsty black blind man.

The blade was held back, his body was leaping like a leopard, running like a flying person. The white ape was like an energetic and most patient wolf, constantly moving forward and backward, constantly launching fierce attacks at the opponent. The knife in his hand would not fail every time he made a move. He would always use the sharpest knife on the opponent's legs, hands, chest and other parts that were not painful and itchy. The action was accurate and just right.

The perpetrators looked at all this coldly and did not dare to let out any more. Many of the heroes who had just stood up with their heads raised their chests and had already quietly retreated in the crowd. Although they had rolled their eyes from the three beauties next to them, they resolutely mingled into the crowd. There were more wolves and fewer meat. Even if they succeeded by chance, it was hard to say whether they had the fate to enjoy it all, let alone anyone with discerning eyes could see that the three women were obviously adding green eyes to the wild man who was as fierce as a fierce tiger.

Peng Dalu and Hu Yuanzhong were looking for the troublemaker who had just flew out of the short sword in the crowd. The sharpness of the sword could no longer be described as shock. In the end, they focused their eyes on the skills of two men with hats, one of whom was carrying a long sword on his back, and the other was tilting a strange knife that might be called a scimitar. His other hand was a scabbard similar to the hilt of the short sword on the savage hand.

Hu Yuanzhong obviously couldn't feel the aura of a master from the two of them, but the sword that the man took just now was too casual, so you couldn't seem to feel the murderous aura contained on the blade. The knife just rubbed the face of the monk and was delivered accurately to the hand that was likely to cause the savage. The temperature and strength were grasped in a slight slight way. Hu Yuanzhong's only thought in his heart was that the knife throwing and catching the knife between the two must have been practiced for thousands of times, but he never thought that the tacit understanding and grasping the timing between the two people were actually no fundamental difference between one and thousands of times.

"Ah", the monk who was fighting with the white ape but was beaten everywhere could not help but roar. His "liu roar skills" implied a strong internal force. He thought that the savage, who was only a few feet away from him, would definitely be shaken by his sound waves. But the other party clenched his ears, and seemed to pick out a piece of black stuff from his ears and bounced into the monk's mouth that had no time to shut up. The monk was silent, and then began to bend down and vomit and vomit.

Naturally, the white ape would not kindly let go of a rabbit without combat ability. If a prey reaches its mouth is not allowed to be entrusted, it is completely incompatible with nature. In serious cases, it is very likely that it will be hit by five thunder in the sky.

The monk had just straightened up and a sharp short knife pressed against his throat. The monk who had no time to spit out the filthy thing felt a warm liquid flowing down his neck. In his shocked and suspicious eyes, the white ape covered his eyes from behind with one hand, and the knife in the other hand entered the depths of the other's throat.

When the monk fell to the ground like soft mud, the previous calm was no longer in the crowd. The two of them were the "black and white double evil spirits" that suddenly rose in the green forest. The monk who made the crescent shovel was the white evil spirit, and the Taoist who made the sword was the black evil spirit. The two of them were lay disciples of both Buddhist and Taoist sects, but they could not stand the pure heart and desires of Buddhism and Taoism, so they got into the forest to commit murder and disaster to women. The two of them took action and took action. During this period, more than a dozen innocent girl souls were added around Yangzhumei City. Because they did not fight against the high-profile person, they were not weak, and Dan Tai Qianyuan could not draw so much energy to deal with such things, unless the broken pot could not be dealt with in the end.

The death of the "Black and White Evil" is undoubtedly very satisfying. When Bai Ze fell to the ground, there were still warm cheers in the crowd. Bai Yuan honestly threw a clean and non-toxic smile at the three women, but Hadazi flowed out without any concealment. The three women covered their faces and smiled. If Bai Yuan had not been hindered from so many trouble-provoking eyes around, he would have probably gone up to pull the three women into the bamboo forest in the backyard of the restaurant and threw them down.
Chapter completed!