The long street of the imperial capital, the secluded alleys, in front of Fangfang's small shop.
The cold moonlight fell from the sky, and shone on a fat black dog in the alley walking on enchanting catwalks, casting a long shadow on the ground.
The little black dog stared blankly at the bald donkey in front of him, a bald donkey who dared to stab Lord Dog with a dagger...
At this moment, Shami Shangde seemed to have ten thousand big black dogs galloping past in his heart. The fat black dog in front of him could... actually talk. What's the situation with a talking dog
Suppressing the fear in his heart, he got up from the ground, his thoughts turned a lot, and he figured out the situation all at once.
"A talking dog... What a fucking dog! Could it be the terrifying spirit beast that Zhao Musheng mentioned?" The novice felt as if thunder had passed through his heart, instantly lighting up the haze , Looking at the black dog, it was like seeing a ghost.
The powerful spirit beast that he had been wary of for a long time turned out to be the target he was going to sneak up on today. At this moment, Shami Shangde really wanted to scold his mother, his eyes were full of tears, his face was full of grief and indignation, and he felt that he had been deeply deceived.
How could a powerful spirit beast be a fat dog? How could the fat dog be a powerful spirit beast
Xiao Hei was walking on catwalks, the dog's mouth curled up in a humanized sarcasm, and the novice Shangde was shocked when he saw it. He suddenly regretted why he came to trouble this black dog because he wanted to satisfy his appetite for a while.
"From you... Lord Dog, I feel a killing intent." Xiao Hei said lightly, his voice was extremely gentle and full of magnetism.
"Why do you have the intention to kill a dog?" Master Gou stopped, looked at novice Shangde, and said calmly.
The novice stared, wiped his head and slapped it suddenly, then under the indifferent eyes of the dog master, he suddenly rose up, kicked his legs suddenly, and stepped on the wall. For a while, he was planning to escape into the distance.
Xiao Hei looked at the bald donkey who was in a panic, stretched out his tongue, and licked the exquisite and small dog paw that was raised slightly.
"I'm asking you something, why are you running?"
Xiao Hei muttered something, and then the dog's paw slammed forward at the back of the novice Shangde.
Feeling as if his heart was overwhelmed, the frightened monk Shangde had only one thought in his mind at the moment, and that was to run.
Although he couldn't sense any aura fluctuations from the fat dog, but looking at the dog, he couldn't arouse the slightest desire to fight in his heart. That feeling... was just like the eighth-level dog he faced in the endless desert. General spirit beast.
At that time, his cultivation base was only a fifth-rank battle king, and facing the eighth-rank spirit beast was just like this moment.
Oh... That eighth-level spirit beast can also speak.
I'm going to fuck! When you meet a talking spirit beast, one word, run!
boom!
As soon as the word "running" appeared in the monk's mind, a terrible coercion emerged from behind him. The monk's body froze immediately, and he was directly slapped on the ground, unable to move.
"Tell me, why did you stab your dog with a dagger in the middle of the night?" Xiao Hei moaned, holding up his small and exquisite dog paw.
Sha Mi's face was full of horror, his muscles seemed to be bound by terrible shackles, and he couldn't move at all... This sense of threat was even more terrifying than the sense of threat brought by the eighth-level spirit beast back then!
I go, the dog!
"Master Dog always thinks that you, a bald donkey, have bad intentions, why don't you say it? Otherwise, it will end like this..." Lord Dog said.
Click!
The novice lay on the ground, covered in cold sweat, suddenly his eyes shrank, and he saw that the floor tiles not far from his head were directly cracked and torn apart... a small dog paw print appeared on it.
"Master Dog, Brother Dog! I said... You must hold your paw high!" The novice was about to cry, and he didn't want to be such a bully.
"uh-huh?"
Xiao Hei snorted and rolled his eyes, what a gutless bald donkey.
"I'm here late at night because... I admire your majestic and plump figure, Lord Dog, so I want to..." Sami Shangde, with cold sweat on his head, said... Or not
"So what do you want to do?" Master Dog stared and said.
"So I want... to borrow a piece of dog meat to taste it!" The novice shuddered in his heart, and immediately spit out the words he was hesitating.
Sure enough, at the next moment, behind him was a surging and terrifying coercion!
"You mean you want to eat dog meat?!"
boom! !
As if a terrifying giant beast had awakened from its slumber, the suppressed energy enveloped the entire imperial capital in an instant.
At this moment, the entire imperial capital boiled up, and all the sleeping war saints were almost scared to pee, opened their eyes suddenly, and rushed out of the room, feeling the trembling power that enveloped the entire imperial capital. Terrible breath.
This breath... is too majestic!
At this moment, no matter which Saint of War it is, his heart trembles.
In the inn, Ni Yan opened her eyes, slightly twisted her slender figure, then rose into the air and rushed out of the room.
A delicate figure followed behind her.
"Sister Ni Yan... this breath! Could it be an eighth-order spirit beast?" Ye Ziling had taken off the longbow she had been carrying behind her back at some point, and held it tightly, her palms were full of sweat.
"No... this aura is a bit weird, it seems to be more powerful than an eighth-order spirit beast, and..." Ni Yan frowned, feeling that this aura was somewhat familiar, as if she had sensed it somewhere.
"No matter what, this emperor is going to be in chaos!" Ni Yan murmured.
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"Miss, shall we still do it?" Master Wu trembled all over, sensing this breath, his face became ugly.
There is such a terrifying existence in this imperial capital, this coercion is no less than that of the owner of the villa! When did Emperor Qingfeng have such a background
"No! When they are all intimidated by this breath, let's act immediately and take the opportunity to rescue them!" Wu Yunbai gritted his teeth and said.
A Wu's face froze, well, it seems that they have to do it, they left the snake man Ani at the door as a response, and the two of them jumped over the wall and entered.
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The novice monk was shaking like a sieve, I said what I didn't say, look at you... I got angry when I said it!
The novice felt so bitter, he really just wanted to catch a fat dog and eat dog meat, who would have thought that a fat dog that was about to catch up with a pig was actually a frightening hidden existence.
"Eat dog meat?! Who gave you the courage to eat dog meat?" Xiao Hei was furious, and the dog hair all over his body was shining brightly.
Boom!
The bricks and stones on the ground could not bear its breath and collapsed directly.
"Master Dog! We have something to talk about!" A ray of light burst out, enveloped by Buddha's light, the novice actually directly broke through Xiao Hei's coercion, jumped up, and a big Buddha appeared faintly around his body.
Boom! !
But before he was allowed to continue to say anything, a monstrous giant dog paw hit him fiercely, and the Buddha's light was like fragile glass, shattered.
The novice shot out like a meteor, and the person was almost burned in the air.
The night clothes were broken, and the skin on his body was also torn apart. The whole body seemed to be squashed, and he vomited blood continuously.
Boom!
The imperial capital in the dark night made a loud noise, and the terrifying fluctuations spread, before returning to calm.
The city wall on the edge of the imperial capital... was deeply sunken, and a huge pit emerged, and bricks and stones fell from it from time to time.
A figure struggled out of it with difficulty, bleeding all over his body, stood up tremblingly, and from his chest, a broken Buddhist relic fell out with a clatter.
"Damn fat dog... ahem, it's really bad luck!"
At this moment, Shami Shangde has completely turned into a blood man, and he is terrified. If it wasn't for the precious Buddhist relic that blocked most of the attacks for him, he might have turned into meat paste at this moment.
Eating dog meat all day long, and being beaten by dogs in the end... He did it all on his own accord.
Holding his broken body, the novice monk walked towards Zhao Musheng's mansion step by step with a sense of sadness in his heart.
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The little black dog spewed white gas from its nose, and was furious. It didn't shake the dog's head until the novice was gone, and with a groan, it lay down on the door again.
Upstairs, Bu Fang leaned against the window, looking at the ground of the alley that had become fragmented again, curled his lips helplessly.
"I said it lightly, be careful with the floor tiles, you've broken the floor tiles again."
Looks like it will have to be repaired again tomorrow, Bu Fang sighed, closed the window, climbed into bed, and continued to sleep.
In the imperial capital tonight, all the war saints will probably suffer from insomnia.