Xuan Min: "..."
That thunderbolt could not wait to reach the sky and the ground, the mighty momentum and the mighty might, as if it were going to bombard the Liu family mansion into ashes.
As a result, the root of it is to simply "squeak" to indicate that there are people waiting here...
This bald donkey was accustomed to a frosty face, and after hearing this, there were signs of cracking for the first time.
Xue Xian was amused by his eyes, his expression relaxed, and he asked him without a smile: "Huh? You came here from Tianlei? Then it seems that I didn't hack in vain. Thank you for coming quickly, I am I was wondering if I should come again."
Xuan Min looked at him silently for a moment, then said coldly: "Then there is no need to find the eight doors, and it will save money for the coffin."
"How can monks talk about the smell of copper, you bald..." Xue Xian turned his face away, swallowed the word "donkey" back, and said seriously, "I'm not afraid of humiliating the Buddha."
Xuan Min: "..."
The evil barrier who dared to split the sky even when struck by thunder has the face to say such a thing.
"You just said to look for the direction of the Eight Gates, did you find it?" Xue Xian asked, "If you find it, then it will save you trouble and take me with you. If you don't find it, then don't be afraid of being hacked, I think There is another way to make a thunderbolt, and it may be able to directly smash this situation."
He said this, but he secretly said in his heart: You bald donkey, please tell me that you have found it, and I only have one cloud and thunder talisman, and it will be gone.
Fortunately, Xuan Min did not live up to his expectations, nodded, and said indifferently: "You can come down from the wall."
Said, he turned and left.
The white burlap monk's clothes swept lightly like a cloud, and walked away in a few steps.
However, after a while, Xuan Min stopped again and turned to look at Xue Xian who was motionless.
Xue Xian patted his leg very single, and said confidently: "It's useless, I can't leave."
Xuan Min frowned, thinking that he was playing tricks again, so he replied coldly, expressionless: "You scumbag didn't run too slowly before..."
In three or two times, he turned on the little servant's collar, not to mention how agile his movements were.
"..." Xue Xian sneered: "You bald donkey probably doesn't have eyes. Did I run my own legs before? I borrowed someone else's legs."
The unreasonable bald donkey and the always-behaving evil barrier stared at each other for a moment, and finally the former lowered his eyebrows, turned around and walked back to the wall.
Xue Xian's legs were hidden under the black robe, and he could see the thin and prominent silhouette of his knees. Most of the people who were bedridden and unable to walk had unusually thin legs, but Xue Xian was different. Judging from the general outline, his legs are no different from ordinary people, and it is not obvious that they are double waste legs.
Xuan Min glanced at it, raised his hand and grasped Xue Xian's ankle.
Xue Xian was taken aback by his move. If it wasn't for his legs, he would have kicked the bald donkey out.
You feel your conscience and tell me that dragon claws are something you can touch casually? ! ah? ! I just don't want to live anymore!
Xuan Min could see all of his reactions—if he was a person with convenient legs, he couldn't just move his upper body when he was frightened, but his lower body didn't react at all.
It can be seen that what this evil barrier said is true, and his legs are indeed useless.
Xuan Min raised his eyes, made a Buddha salute with one hand in front of him, and reached out to Xue Xian with the other hand, spreading his thin and thin palm, and said, "Come down."
Chapter 9 Gold Ingots (5)
Xue Xian glanced at his palm, and then took another look at the bald donkey's body. The monk's robe was wide, which made Xuan Min tall and thin. From the outline of his straight shoulders and back, it can be seen that his thinness is not the kind of clear soup and water, it should be strong and thin. But in any case, it is still far from "strong".
So, Xue Xian raised his chin in distrust: "Can you catch it with one hand? How about coaxing ghosts?"
Xuan Min did not move, but his palms were still spread out.
"Okay, you have to be responsible if you are disabled." Xue Xian said nonchalantly, and with both hands supported, he jumped off the wall.
However, at the moment of falling, he has changed from a thin and big living person to a paper-skinned man with a puff. Probably in order to match the width of Xuan Min's palm, he also specially shrunk the paper a few times, and it was no bigger than a palm in total.
Large font.
Xuan Min: "..."
I'm used to seeing the living appearance of this evil barrier, and I suddenly see this "dead and restless" style portrait again, even if it is a little smaller, it is really hurting my eyes.
Xuan Min silently looked away. Focusing on the meaning of being out of sight, he imitated what he had done before and put the evil barrier back into the hidden pocket around his waist.