Chapter 4778 5.0530 The Style of Painting Is a Bit Wrong

Surprisingly, the holy beast took two steps back vigilantly at the moment when it made a sound.

The defensive little expression on his face was a bit painful to watch.

They are the ones who should be guarded. What does the guarded expression on the face of this mature holy beast mean?

Yan Qi's fist froze in mid-air, put it down angrily, and glanced at him, "You, are you awake?"

These words were like touching the scales of a human-shaped holy beast, and he jumped up and shouted, "I've always been sober, how could I be sober??"

Yan Qi hehe, and said very rudely, "When you were nervous in Wangchuan two days ago, you were very awake."

"That's because someone secretly used sinister means against Lao Tzu." The snake's eyes were red with anger, and he muttered, "The old man gave them the Wangchuan Long Clan to guard Wangchuan for so many years. In the end, they actually imprisoned Lao Tzu in the sea of ​​sacrifice. abyss."

"When I go up, I have to pull out the skins of everyone up and down the Wangchuan Long family!"

"Oh? How could the people of the Wangchuan Long clan put you in the abyss of the sacrifice sea?" Yan Qi asked curiously.

Feng Chen said lightly, "Is there any need to say that? Naturally, it is because he is crazy about the relationship between his six relatives. The Long Clan of Wangchuan also suppressed him as a last resort."

Otherwise, if such a powerful holy beast stayed in the family, the Wangchuan Long Clan would have been famous in the Tri-State Continent decades earlier.

The human-shaped holy beast's face was blue and white, and he turned his head and shouted at Feng Chen, "You know a ghost."

Laozi's madness is also a great difficulty.

How is it like this time, it was made crazy by someone with a heart, so that his mind was unclear, and he became a knife in the hands of others.

Mo Lian said expressionlessly, "Since you have been in the abyss of offering sacrifices for so long, you should be very familiar with the surrounding environment."

"Where is this place? Is there another way ahead?"

The human-shaped holy beast rolled his eyes at him very humanely, "This old man has been sleeping in the abyss of offering sacrifices for many years, and was awakened a few days ago. What do you think I can know?"

Feng Chen and Mo Lian both showed contemptuous eyes: What's the use of asking you?

Not even a road, let alone other effects.

The two talked to him a few words, and found that the mind of the holy beast was clear. Now, in addition to a sense of alienation and indifference, there was more of a daze in those pale glazed eyes.

The eyes of the two fell on his hand, and only then did they realize that this guy was holding an animal bone in his hand, and he looked at them a little funny.

Feng Chen immediately pulled Mo Lian's sleeve very vigilantly.

The latter hurriedly moved towards him, also staring at the holy beast with great vigilance.

Yan Qi grabbed the animal bone from his hand, "What do you want to do? I warn you, don't think you can beat us if you're sober!"

The human-shaped holy beast was very angry, and raised his hand to grab the animal bone in Yan Qi's hand, "You brat is so daring, how dare you grab this old man's rations!"

Mo Lian and Feng Chen waited with bated breath, and were waiting to help Yan Qi beat the snake, when they suddenly heard the cry of the guy, and they thought they were having hallucinations for a while.

Huh? It feels a bit out of place.

Shouldn't this human-shaped holy beast rush up and fight with Yan Qi?

Why would you say such a strange thing.

Yan Chen had an idea, glanced at the animal bones, and poked Mo Lian's arm, "Does this guy want to eat barbecue?"