Devouring The Heavens

Chapter Four

Seeing this man in his twenties, almost the same as himself, Xuanyuan did not say much, smiled and said:

"So many thanks to the son for solving my doubts, I don't know how to call him?"

"My son can't change his name, he can't change his surname, Yushu Linfeng, dashing red dust, arrogant people, make countless beauties fall in the tens of thousands of flowers, and the mediocre little ones who don't stick to their leaves, are you drunk Guchen? Today? After entering the mountain gate of'Samsara', we are brothers and sisters. We need to take care of each other. Otherwise, we may die when we enter into it. If we don't know it, we will be sad."

Drunk Guchen touched his nose extremely foully, stroked his silver hair, his unstoppable coquettish breath sputtered out, Xuanyuan's mouth twitched, and his eyes jumped straight, this is not a mysterious organization that enters the "reincarnation" ?The man in front of him did not know how to be low-key.

"Dead old man, have you ever heard of the drunk old family?" Xuanyuan asked.

"Well, I haven't heard of it. My memory is incomplete now, so many things are not very clear." The old man's answer made Xuanyuan deeply feel egg pain, and made Xuanyuan realize that he must find the source of the old man. Remember, otherwise it would be too inconvenient.

"My name is Emperor Shitian." Xuanyuan looked at Zui Guchen slowly.

"Emperor Shitian, okay, a domineering name, but are you looking ugly and don’t want to show your face? Or do you already know that your son is coming, so you hide your face and know that when you see this Son, everything will be overshadowed, even the stars in the sky will fall, just because the son is shining, so you cover up your appearance..."Zui Guchen gushed, intoxicated, light Stroking his cheeks and let Xuanyuan goose goose bumps, this drunk Guchen is simply a narcissist.

At this moment, suddenly a strong wind came, and Xuanyuan and Zui Guchen looked alert and reflected very quickly.

I saw an extremely tender monk, born with a pair of peach eyes, watery, and extremely handsome. His body felt an indescribable spirit. He was wearing a white cassock and the golden light shone behind his head. , Giving people an indescribable sacred, Zhuang Yan, the detachment and free and easy atmosphere of the monk's family, the sweeping glance.

"Sonya, the little monk is late, let the brothers wait for a long time."

"It's you? Huh!" Zui Guchen snorted coldly when he saw this tender pink monk. Apparently the two of them had known each other for a long time and said to Xuanyuan immediately: "Brother Shi Tian, ​​don't look at this young monk Tender powder is right, in fact, this is a flower monk, and I also robbed Huakui in Beizhou Huangdu last month!"

"Drunk son, you and I can meet here is destiny. Furthermore, empty is color, color is empty, wine and meat pass through the intestine, night pillow beauty chest, the Buddha's heart is left, but it is only red dust exercise, exercise heart, why do you cling to Here, the taste of Liu Huakui is really good, let the little monk in the red dust, and add another layer of charming experience, cultivate for the great progress!" This pink young monk, with a serious face, gives It feels as if the monk is preaching the Tao, and Xuanyuan's mouth trembles. What kind of person is this? It's simply superb.