It takes at least three days for a convergence character to be drawn.

Even Muyan can't learn to paint now.

By the time she finishes her three drawings, Tianzhenmen may have snatched the red flame gold and the Xuan ghost wood long ago.

In total, the only sign of convergence is this one, which means it's gone, and it means rain and cold feathers can't go in with her.

To the grieving eyes of the last two, Mu Yanlian promised: “Next time we see Uncle Xiao, we must come here a few more pieces! ”

Cold feather foam, rain falling: "……"

How dare you say "a few pieces of uncle"?

Give us a hundred dog balls, and we won't dare!

……

At the mouth of the valley, several monks dressed in Tiananmen Unified Gate pie costumes are visiting.

All of a sudden, a blazing knife, such as a long rainbow running through the sun, whistled.

One of the brothers was shot in the face, and a big hole was pierced in the stomach, killing him.

“Who?!” Just came out to stop three skinny, tall men from drinking loudly.

He was greeted by a flaming knife.

But this time, when everyone was ready, no one was ever cut to death.

Curly flames and sharp knives also panic people.

An arrogant voice came from the sky: "Sky Gate idiot, dare to block Granny's path, Granny makes you look good, if you can chase me! ”

Two skinny tall men glanced at each other, one of them with a scar biting his teeth: “I don't know where the dog came from, dare provoke me, Wu Yong, you guard the valley mouth, wait for me to kill her, use the two or two meats in her chest to drink our brother! ”

After that, the man waved his hand and rushed out with a group of people.

A thin tall man called Wu Yong looked around like an eagle falcon and continued to guard the valley entrance.

At this point, his ears suddenly heard a fine cord.

Shortly afterwards, screaming and screaming.

The surrounding monk Tianjinmen suddenly felt a tingling pain in his leg. After looking down, he found that his leg was not filled with dense numbness.

These little bugs are half thumb sized, but they are brutal.

Every time you bite them in the leg, you can bite down a large chunk of meat.

Hundreds of little bugs chewed together and their legs immediately bled.

Wu Yong also climbed onto the insects, but he was deeply spirited and energetic. Only a shock of spiritual power caused these insects to fall and split apart.

At this point, Wu Yong discovered something wrong.

It's not a worm at all, it's a puppet!

Wu Yong's face showed shock.

Puppet?!

How is that possible?

How can anyone control thousands of puppets in one breath?

Even if these puppets are small, how powerful and intelligent can a person be to divide into thousands of shares while manipulating puppet movements?

Wu Yong was shocked and angry, and the screams of his disciples were heard from time to time.

Though these puppets don't bite, they can be painful.

And such behavior is simply provocative to Tianjin Gate!

Wu Yong's eyes revealed ferocity, spiritual power fluctuated on his body, and the gods gave it away.

Soon, following the spiritual filaments attached to these puppets, a direction was found to control them.

“Chase, dare provoke me, I will tear this dog thief to pieces!! ”

These disciples suffered from the bite of countless little puppets and have long hated the man who manipulated them.