In this fight, the two are afraid that their mental power will be exhausted, and they may not be able to divide the victory.
"You must stop them."
Diyang Qingfeng looked at the sky, it was already early morning.
"You you on the line."
The little boy is Nunu mouth.
The two are now fighting at a critical moment, and no one will relax.
After all, a slack means losing all.
Ye Lingyue and Zitang are proud people, so how can they give up easily.
Especially Ye Lingyue, if she loses, she loses all her bones.
"I go, I go."
Emperor Qingfeng gritted his teeth and darted forward.
"Stop, stop, even if it is a draw this time, regardless of the outcome, you will compare with each other."
Diyang Qingfeng roared at them two times.
But the two did not move, and even their breathing did not change.
"Don't try it, they closed up five senses and six senses."
The little boy was watching a good show.
For the first time, he saw the fighting method of studying teachers.
Not to mention, it's really boring.
Neither of them ignored the Qingfeng of Diyang.
"Huh, it looks like this can only be done."
Diyang Qingfeng was forced out of control, and he rushed towards the turntable.
He wanted to take the turntable, but without it, he wanted to see how the two still compete.
But as soon as he approached the turntable, both the turntable and the pointer released their thoughts.
Two thoughts, one belongs to Ye Lingyue, that comes from the thoughts on the turntable.
Another thing comes from the pointer, that is the mental power of Zitang.
Almost at the same time, both of them aimed at Diyang Qingfeng.
Poor Emperor Yang Qingfeng was hit and flew out, hitting several rolls on the ground, only knocking his head to bleed blood, and then barely climbed up, eating a mouth of mud.
"Bah. The two of you have no conscience, I am for your goodness, my lord. You will continue to make trouble and alarm the Tibetan army, and see what you do."
Emperor Qingfeng wiped the blood on his face, his face sullen.
Diyang Qingfeng's move, although not destroying the contest between the two, but also shocked the two.
Looking at the mouth of Diyang Qingfeng, the two people's eyes flashed a little thought.
The sky is about to dawn, and there is really little left in the mind of the two.
Zitang also had an accident.
Ye Lingyue's thoughts are much stronger than he thought.
It seems that this time, not only my own mental power has increased.
However, even the strongest is true.
Zitang's eyes deepened.
The pointer, which was thinner than the little finger, buzzed.
In the pointer, it was a moment, bursting out the strong thoughts of the sake.
The power of thought was injected into the turntable in an instant.
A beep sounded, and on the rapidly rotating turntable, numerous cracks suddenly appeared.
Bang--
The stone-sized turntable exploded.
"Huh, it's broken."
Diyang Qingfeng was depressed.
The little boy grinned.
"I won. I said, the good-looking uncle is stronger."
At the end of the competition, the two were still better at Zitang. He used the pointer as a medium to blow up the entire turntable.
The turntables were all blown up, let alone the pointers.
"You lose ..."
Zitang was about to speak.
I heard a muffled noise.
The pointer fell.
There was also a stone that fell to the ground at the same time as the pointer.
The pointer fell vertically, unbiased, and just stabbed into the stone.
The hard stone was like a piece of tofu before that little pointer.
Half of the body of the pointer has penetrated into the stone.
On the stone, there is a bright red.
The word "lost" was still spinning around Zitang's mouth, and he swallowed the word back all the time.
"you lose."
Ye Lingyue picked up the stone.
"I won!"
Diyang Qingfeng cheered for a while, his face full of arrogance, gestured to the little boy to compensate for the bones.
"I don't have a bone."
The little boy was surprised, and his tongue was uttered, a rogue look on his face.
"Pretend, continue to pretend. What is the tiger tooth in your mouth, pull it out, it is a special rune."
Emperor Qingfeng said with good intentions that she was going to chase the little boy.
"That's the bone that my godmother left me. You're so sorry."
The little boy was very clever. He jumped behind Ye Lingyue and hid.
"May the gambling lose, if you lose, you must hand over the bones."
Ye Lingyue pulled the little boy from behind.
"Hey, you guys, how ungrateful, if it's not me, you can get that special rune from his hands. That's my teeth, I rely on it for meals on weekdays."
The little boy said depressed.
"Teeth can be left. You can replace that special rune with another rune. But this rune was left to you by Aunt Bo?"
Ye Lingyue surprised.
The little boy nodded and admitted.
"When I changed teeth when I was a child, because of malnutrition, the tiger teeth couldn't grow teeth. The grandmother used a special method to embed this bone in my mouth. For so many years, it grows with my teeth. Together. This is the last thing the grandmother left me. Do n’t try it. "
The little boy covered his mouth.
Ye Lingyue lamented that the goddess took care of the little boy.
However, when he was in God Realm, the goddess was not so pragmatic. At that time, there were Yun Sheng and then Ming Day and Xiao Ming Jun looking after him. He has always been a loafer.
After thinking about coming for thirty-three days, she also changed a lot.
"You don't need your teeth, we can change the condition. You can help me get some flying bones. It's better to get it from the Daomen. This time I ate a big loss in the old mountain area because of the Daomen. It is not as good Teach me how to 'handle the sheep?' "
Diyang Qingfeng thought about it and said.
Ye Lingyue frowned, how did she feel that the idea of Diyang Qingfeng was a bit wrong.
But where did they know that the two were hitting the beat, and the little boy was very happy to communicate with Emperor Qingfeng aside.
Ye Lingyue looked helpless.
Ye Lingyue looked back again and saw Zitang staring at the stone and the pointer, and she didn't speak for a while.
"May you gamble and lose, don't you want to regret it?"
Ye Lingyue teased.
"After the month set, I will go to the Thousand Buddhas Abandoned City. However, I will not obey the Nine-Life Buddha."
Zitang doesn't mean to regret it.
"how did you do it?"
He looked at the unbroken stone.
Obviously, he evenly infused his mind into each stone on the turntable. It stands to reason that the entire turntable should be turned into powder.
"Before comparing with you, I have realized that we will stand still. I thought about it. If I were you, I would definitely smash the turntable. So, when I compete with you, in addition to defend your mind In addition, I also chose a small stone to infuse my mind. "
Ye Lingyue admitted.