Chapter 659: Bai Ling Miaosheng, You Stay Behind

Master Master Kongfang didn't know if he was still on the deck, nor did he know the origin of the opponent before him.

How did such a ruthless person come to this boat?

Is she really a Yin Singer? When fighting Li Qi last time, why didn't I see her make a move?

The water mist around was getting thicker and thicker, so thick he couldn't see his fingers in front of his eyes. Master Master Kongfang knew very well that he couldn't rely on his eyes at this time. By the time he saw the enemy, his life would be almost gone.

But if he couldn't rely on his eyes, what could he rely on?

Rely on his nose?

The water vapor was extremely heavy, and the damp smell filled his mouth and nose; his sense of smell couldn't be relied upon.

Rely on his ears?

His ears were full of illusory opera lyrics. Listening to one more sentence only made him feel dizzy; his sense of hearing couldn't be relied upon either.

This situation was no different from being deaf and blind. If it were someone else, they would have jumped off the boat early, even if it meant risking their life to swim, just to get far away from this place.

But Master Master Kongfang really had the guts to continue circling.

He split half of his copper coins to fly around the boat. Amidst the clashing, Master Master Kongfang had already perceived his position and the environment he was in.

He was still on the deck, five steps away from the cabin, and there was no one else around.

The remaining half of the copper coins moved back and forth on his body, leaving no gaps, to prevent the opponent from sneaking an attack.

Having prepared his investigation and defense, Master Master Kongfang asked: "May I ask, young lady, is your surname Huang?"

The opera singing didn't stop, and laughter was added to the singing.

"Hehe, tell me your surname first?"

Master Master Kongfang cupped his fists: "My surname is Kong, and I hold the second chair in Snowflake Pu."

The laughter from the opposite side grew louder: "If you say such things, there's no need to ask me. You can just make up a surname for me."

"What do you mean by that, young lady?"

"You say your surname is Kong, but that's made up. Do you expect me to tell the truth?"

The gongs and drums were urgent, and Master Master Kongfang felt a bit chaotic; the rotation of the copper coins wasn't very smooth.

A stream of water mist attacked, flying toward Master Master Kongfang's left eye.

If this water mist hit, Master Master Kongfang wouldn't be able to keep this eye either.

Fortunately, Master Master Kongfang responded quickly, throwing out two copper coins, overlapping them to protect his left eye.

"Wei ya~" A chant came, and the two copper coins collided and trembled.

Master Master Kongfang wanted to take the copper coins back, fearing they would be hurt by the water vapor, but the copper coins shook more and more violently, unable to stabilize at all.

Ding ling!

A crisp sound! The two copper coins shattered.

Master Master Kongfang dodged the incoming water mist but didn't dodge the fragments of the copper coins; his left eye was covered in blood.

Wiping the blood, Master Master Kongfang remained indifferent: "The young lady refuses to tell the truth, so I will guess. Is your surname Huang, Yin, or Long?"

The cold laughter sounded again, and amidst the chanting, there was recitation: "You say I have three surnames. Are you scolding me?"

"Young lady, if I guessed right, you should admit it. I still have many questions about that fierce battle back then."

"What are you? Why should I answer you? Have you clarified the matter of you scolding me just now?"

Water mist rose, constantly weaving through the gaps of the copper coins. A drop of water happened to pass through the hole of a coin, burning through his clothes, burning through his skin and flesh, and directly burning into Master Master Kongfang's bone, piercing the bone and drilling into the bone marrow.

Master Master Kongfang showed no fear and continued to ask: "You are so strong, don't you feel pain?"

"You are so stubborn, don't you feel pain?" The water mist was still searching for gaps in the copper coins.

It wasn't that Master Master Kongfang didn't feel pain, nor that he didn't know how dangerous the current situation was.

The reason he kept chatting with the opponent was that he had to determine the opponent's position.

There were only two paths to take now. One was to escape, immediately jump into the sea, and leave this boat.

But if he escaped at this time, the Underground City would likely change hands.

If he didn't escape, he had to fight. Before fighting, he had to know who the opponent was, what they looked like, and where they were.

Another drop of water passed through the gap of the copper coins and drilled all the way into Master Master Kongfang's bone marrow.

Master Master Kongfang seemed to be suffering losses, but in reality, he hadn't been idle. Thousands of copper coins passed through the heavy water mist and entered the cabin.

Passing through the cabin corridor, hundreds of copper coins hit the wall and fell to the ground, unable to fly again under the pressure of the water vapor.

These copper coins didn't sacrifice themselves in vain; it was precisely because of their collision and exploration that they found a path for the other copper coins.

The lobby on the first floor had been checked; there was no one.

The restaurant, kitchen, tea room, study, and cinema on the second floor had all been checked; no one was seen.

The bedrooms on the third floor were checked one by one, and still no one was seen!

Every place explored had a large number of copper coins falling, pressed to the ground by the water vapor.

With only a few dozen copper coins left, Master Master Kongfang sent these copper coins to search under the cabin.

A few black shadows were occasionally found under the cabin. These were all manufactured by Li Qi. Now that he had to deal with someone else, and the number of copper coins was limited, he temporarily ignored them.

Reaching the engine room, a copper coin perceived a woman beside the machine, seemingly repairing a valve on the engine.

Is it her?

The copper coin flew rapidly to the woman, but felt the woman didn't move, just standing beside the valve, and could perceive no sign of life from her.

This is a puppet!

The copper coins that had broken through to here were almost exhausted. Master Master Kongfang naturally wouldn't waste them on a puppet.

Drilling from the engine room to the boiler room, and then bypassing from the cargo hold, the copper coins sent out to investigate were all used up, with only one returning to Master Master Kongfang's hand. But Master Master Kongfang still didn't know where the opponent was.

This one copper coin had a great use. Master Master Kongfang placed it by his ear.

This copper coin recorded all the sounds heard along the way and played them one by one for Master Master Kongfang to listen to.

Master Master Kongfang had been talking to the other side just to judge the opponent's position through the distance and height of the sound.

But he hadn't expected the opponent's sound cultivation technique to be so exquisite. Master Master Kongfang listened from beginning to end, and no matter where the copper coin went, the sound heard was the same.

This battle couldn't be fought, because he couldn't hit the target at all.

And not only couldn't he hit the target, he couldn't defend either.

Those copper coins that had fallen to the ground all flew up.

This wasn't Master Master Kongfang letting them fly; they were flying along with the opera.

Ka da~ ka da~

The sound of copper coins clattering was consistent with the gongs and drums, constantly approaching Master Master Kongfang.

The lyrics of the opera also changed: "Gouge out your leg bones to make lanterns, pull out your hand tendons to make bows, dig out your eyeballs to make bells, lift your skull to use as a wine cup!"

The singing voice became more ferocious, and the sound of copper coins clattering became more violent.

Master Master Kongfang still wanted to seize control of the copper coins, but suddenly heard roars in the opera lyrics, the gongs and drums sounded suddenly tight, and the copper coins flew from all directions, colliding with the copper coins on Master Master Kongfang's body.

Amidst the explosions, the copper coins shattered one by one.

Losing the protection of the copper coins, the water mist followed the skin and flesh, constantly drilling into Master Master Kongfang's bone marrow and internal organs.

Master Master Kongfang could still resist, and a portion of the copper coins close to his body were snatched back under his control.

Whoosh!

A burst of smoke attacked, choking Master Master Kongfang's mouth and nose. Master Master Kongfang's breath was unstable, and his technique couldn't be controlled. The copper coins on his body all exploded, with only the copper coins hanging on his bamboo hat remaining intact.

This smoke made Master Master Kongfang perceive some clues. Master Master Kongfang tore off a string of copper coins from his bamboo hat and threw them into the cabin.

This string of copper coins was like a swimming dragon, following the direction of the smoke, and rushed into the lobby.

A record flew over and slashed at the string of coins.

The record vibrated constantly, and each word and sentence in the singing seemed to be emitted from this record. The string of coins struggled for a moment, the thread stringing the coins was cut by the record, and the copper coins scattered on the ground again.

This string of coins was Master Master Kongfang's killing move; he hadn't expected it to be resolved so easily.

The most fatal thing was that the record's movement was too fast, and the copper coins couldn't perceive it in time. Master Master Kongfang didn't know what the opponent used to cut his string of coins.

Master Master Kongfang still wanted to tear off another string of copper coins from his bamboo hat, but vaguely, he felt a few figures approaching him.

Li Qi had come; he was going to make a move.

Master Master Kongfang braced himself for a moment, then suddenly jumped into the sea.

Swimming out more than a mile, Master Master Kongfang dared to look back.

The thick fog on the boat had dissipated, but the shrill singing hadn't ended.

It was her.

Yin Singer, Huang Huang Yuxian.

Bringing smoke and fire, able to burn water, knowing how to sing—she had been resurrected.

How did she come back to life? Had her cultivation fully recovered?

Master Master Kongfang rubbed his skull; how could this opera sound not dissipate?

He knew clearly that this sound wasn't coming from the boat; it was coming from his own mind.

Two lines of fresh blood flowed from his ears. Having been hit by Huang Huang Yuxian's technique, even for him, he wouldn't be able to fully recover within half a month.

Master Master Kongfang tore off a string of copper coins from his bamboo hat, and the copper coins turned into a swimming dragon, pulling Master Master Kongfang and disappearing into the sea.

……

On the deck, Li Banfeng Bing and Li Banfeng Ding were cleaning up the battlefield. The Phonograph had given orders that she wanted all the copper coins on the ground, not a single one could be left behind.

Li Banfeng Wu took this opportunity to offer his services to the Phonograph: "Madam, you weren't injured, right? You used this move too riskily; you mustn't do it again next time. I was scared to death by you just now."

The Phonograph had indeed used this move riskily. She was standing in the lobby on the first floor of the cabin. After Master Master Kongfang sent out the copper coins, the first place he searched was the lobby.

But the copper coins didn't find the Phonograph. The lobby on the first floor was originally a place for receiving guests and holding dances. Having a phonograph here was perfectly normal. Let alone the copper coins, even if Master Master Kongfang himself came, he might not have suspected the phonograph.

The Phonograph arrived on the deck, her horn mouth looking toward the direction of the boundary line.

Li Banfeng Bing and Li Banfeng Ding hurriedly offered their comfort.

"Madam, Master Jia will definitely be able to come back, you don't need to worry."

"Madam, even if Master Jia doesn't come back, aren't there still us?"

A group of shadows ran to the Phonograph's side to offer their services, only Li Banfeng Yi lay on the railing blowing the sea breeze, looking at the Phonograph with disdain and looking at the other shadows with contempt.

Look at these shadows one by one, their combat power was poor, their techniques were few, and their brains weren't very bright, yet they used all their scheming on romantic affairs. A group of people without ambition, what big things could they accomplish?

The Phonograph exhorted the group of shadows: "My body isn't nimble, and this battle consumed quite a bit. These few days, I still need you all to be more vigilant to prevent any accidents."

This was the truth. Fighting Master Master Kongfang consumed quite a bit, and this set of tactics required the full use of techniques, so the consumption was naturally not small, and it would inevitably require some time to recover.

She took out the phone and called Xiao Yeci: "Miss Xiao, trouble you to bring a message to Old Tan again, tell him to find a way to drag Bai Ling Miaosheng, don't let him ruin things."

……

Tan Tan Jinxiao scolded on the pier for five whole days, but Bai Ling Miaosheng never got off the boat.

On the sixth day, Bai Ling Miaosheng prepared to get off the boat.

He waited for a helper, the cloud-ascending cultivator Zhang Zhang Mankeng.

When she first heard the name, Lan Lan Qiao thought it was a rugged man, but when she really saw the person, it was a delicate woman.

Lan Lan Qiao and Hong Mi Jiao didn't understand why such a delicate woman would be called Zhang Zhang Mankeng.

While Zhang Zhang Mankeng was pondering the tactics, Bai Ling Miaosheng asked Lan Lan Qiao in a low voice: "Guess what her Daoist sect is?"

Lan Lan Qiao looked at Zhang Zhang Mankeng's figure: "Broad shoulders and a big heart, narrow waist and round peaches. With such a good figure, should she be a dance cultivator?"

Bai Ling Miaosheng shook his head: "You guessed wrong. Her Daoist sect is..."

Zhang Zhang Mankeng suddenly raised her head: "What are you guessing? Won't we know once we start fighting?"

Bai Ling Miaosheng smiled: "We were just chatting, don't mind it."

Zhang Zhang Mankeng stood by the porthole, pulled out the curved knife at her waist, and rubbed it twice: "When is he coming?"

Seeing how she held the knife, Hong Mi Jiao guessed she was a martial cultivator.

Bai Ling Miaosheng looked at his watch: "Usually he starts scolding at five in the evening and leaves at seven. It's past three now; in another hour or so, he should be here."

Zhang Zhang Mankeng nodded: "Old Bai, let's discuss the fighting method. If both of us rush up together, this battle won't be easy to fight.

That rascal fights many with few, and the more he fights, the more vigorous his human energy becomes. The more human energy he has, the stronger his combat power. If we tangle with him and can't take him down for a while, we might suffer a loss from him."

Bai Ling Miaosheng smiled: "If we join forces, how could we suffer a loss from him? Zhang Mankeng, are you being too cautious?"

Zhang Zhang Mankeng attached great importance to Tan Tan Jinxiao: "This can't be blamed on my caution. People who open a sect with three doors are not simple."

Bai Ling Miaosheng didn't argue anymore: "Tell me, how do you want to fight?"

Zhang Zhang Mankeng said: "As long as you trust me, we have a better way. Today, as soon as he shows up, you go down and meet him directly. Taking advantage of the fact that there aren't many onlookers, attack him immediately.

Don't take too much advantage, don't force his accomplices to move in advance, and don't fall into a disadvantage. Don't let his momentum rise. At the moment you are evenly matched, I will take his life directly. Once Tan Tan Jinxiao is dead, his few accomplices will just be waiting to be slaughtered."

Bai Ling Miaosheng hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Zhang Mankeng and said: "It's not that I don't trust you, but if we reach a stalemate and you don't make a move, my situation will be dangerous."

Zhang Zhang Mankeng smiled: "Counting everyone around you for so many years, who can treat you as wholeheartedly as I do?"

Bai Ling Miaosheng sighed: "I'm worried you are still holding a grudge about what happened back then."

Zhang Zhang Mankeng frowned: "If I were holding a grudge, would I still come to find you?"

Bai Ling Miaosheng nodded: "Fine, I'll trust you once."

At 5:30, Tan Tan Jinxiao arrived at the pier.

He came half an hour late today. Actually, it didn't matter if he didn't come. Tan Tan Jinxiao was challenging Bai Ling Miaosheng on Fish Fragrance Island just to drag Bai Ling Miaosheng away so he wouldn't ruin the big event.

Did Bai Ling Miaosheng have the strength to ruin the big event?

He really did.

Tan Tan Jinxiao knew clearly that Bai Ling Miaosheng dared to covet the entire Underground City, not out of impulse. He had the capital; he knew more than one cloud-ascending cultivator, and among them, there were indeed those willing to exert effort for him.

Xiao Yeci received the Phonograph's message yesterday that the big event had been accomplished and the items had been received. Tan Tan Jinxiao could consider escaping now.

But seeing Bai Ling Miaosheng stay at the port without leaving, Tan Tan Jinxiao felt this person wasn't bad, so he asked Xiao Yeci to pass a message to the Phonograph. He wanted to keep Bai Ling Miaosheng here completely.

The Phonograph thought his idea was good, so she let him come half an hour late today.

Standing on the pier, seeing that there weren't many onlookers yet, Tan Tan Jinxiao cleared his throat first, preparing to scold.

Bai Ling Miaosheng jumped onto the pier from the boat, didn't say a word, took out a handful of wheat ears, and flicked them toward Tan Tan Jinxiao's face.

The wheat grains flew toward Tan Tan Jinxiao like bullets. Tan Tan Jinxiao spat out a mouthful of phlegm, blocking all the wheat grains: "Good boy, you really dare to come!"

The wheat grains landed with the phlegm, growing rapidly in the phlegm, growing a patch of wheat, and wrapping around Tan Tan Jinxiao's feet.

Bai Ling Miaosheng took the opportunity to get close, a sugarcane growing from his palm. This sugarcane was strange, with a sharp head, and stabbed toward Tan Tan Jinxiao's chest.

If it were an ordinary weapon, Tan Tan Jinxiao could have resisted it with his cloud-ascending physique, but he couldn't resist this sugarcane. This was a weapon carefully cultivated by Bai Ling Miaosheng, not only sharp and hard but also capable of finding vital points on its own, specifically attacking places that were hard to defend.

Unable to defend and unable to dodge, Tan Tan Jinxiao didn't panic, but instead smiled.

He smiled, and Bai Ling Miaosheng followed suit. He relaxed his strength, and the sugarcane was snatched by Tan Tan Jinxiao.

"Give it here!" Tan Tan Jinxiao spat on Bai Ling Miaosheng's hand. Bai Ling Miaosheng's hand slipped, and the sugarcane was snatched away by Tan Tan Jinxiao.

Tan Tan Jinxiao took the sugarcane and smashed it on Bai Ling Miaosheng's head. A cauliflower grew on Bai Ling Miaosheng's head, cushioning the blow, but his head was still bleeding.

"I have to say, the flower you're wearing looks quite good." Tan Tan Jinxiao wanted to pursue the attack, but his legs were still wrapped by the wheat, and he couldn't move for a while.

Bai Ling Miaosheng scattered a handful of peas, which sprouted and grew rapidly. Pea vines wrapped around Tan Tan Jinxiao's whole body.

Success!

Now just wait for Zhang Zhang Mankeng to deliver a fatal blow.

Zhang Zhang Mankeng jumped off the passenger boat and used a technique. Bai Ling Miaosheng's feet went soft, and he sank into a pit.

Hong Mi Jiao was surprised: "So she is a mud cultivator, no wonder she is called Zhang Zhang Mankeng!"

Lan Lan Qiao was horrified: "Forget about that, why did she use the technique on Master Miao?"

Bai Ling Miaosheng looked at Zhang Zhang Mankeng blankly; he hadn't understood this operation of hers either.

Zhang Zhang Mankeng herself hadn't understood her own thoughts just now. At the moment she made a move, two resentments collided into her mind at the same time, reminding her of some unpleasant memories between her and Bai Ling Miaosheng, which made her uncontrollably attack Bai Ling Miaosheng.

There were thought cultivators nearby, and more than one!

But with just a burst of resentment, it absolutely couldn't shake Zhang Zhang Mankeng. Even if two resentments came one after another, Zhang Zhang Mankeng had the ability to resist.

These two thought cultivators were too tacit; the timing of their move was completely consistent.

Zhang Zhang Mankeng was searching for the traces of the thought cultivators, and Bai Ling Miaosheng shouted: "You get me out first!"

Under the mud, the silt rolled, pushing Bai Ling Miaosheng out.

A patch of golden juice appeared on the ground. The wheat and pea vines were over-fertilized and were all burned to death. Tan Tan Jinxiao struggled out of the wheat ears and pea vines.

Zhang Zhang Mankeng couldn't find the location of the two thought cultivators, so she simply used her ultimate move: "Boundless Mud Swamp!"

A large area of territory around them turned into a mud swamp. Tan Tan Jinxiao and Bai Ling Miaosheng, who had just broken free from their restraints, both sank into the mud pit.

A lotus flower grew under Bai Ling Miaosheng's feet, and the lotus leaves supported him, floating up from the silt.

He picked a lotus seed pod from the lotus heart and aimed it at Tan Tan Jinxiao. The lotus seeds in the lotus heart were enough to take Tan Tan Jinxiao's life.

Zhang Zhang Mankeng stood on the silt, waved her hand, and waves surged between the silt, trapping Tan Tan Jinxiao firmly.

Tan Tan Jinxiao was trapped in the silt, but he could still counterattack. He used a move called "Water Flooding Golden Mountain."

A golden mountain rose rapidly from the silt, trapping Zhang Zhang Mankeng inside and burning the lotus flower under Bai Ling Miaosheng's feet to death.

The flower leaves withered, Bai Ling Miaosheng also sank into the golden mountain, and couldn't help but scold: "Why are there so many disgusting moves?"

Zhang Zhang Mankeng gritted her teeth: "I told you, opening a sect with three doors, he has plenty of techniques!"

Bai Ling Miaosheng thought of a vital point: "Gold cultivators all have to carry a bucket. Where is his bucket?"

This sentence reminded Zhang Zhang Mankeng. She performed a mud cultivation technique, Mud Dragon Leaving the Cave. A swimming snake appeared in the silt, wrapped around Tan Tan Jinxiao's body, and searched everywhere for the bucket.

Did Tan Tan Jinxiao really have a bucket?

Yes.

All gold cultivators have to carry a bucket; this is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed. It was just that Tan Tan Jinxiao's bucket had been improved by a master of industrial cultivation, made into a porcelain bottle the size of a fist, usually hidden in his sleeve, which ordinary people couldn't perceive at all.

Now the swimming snake had wrapped around Tan Tan Jinxiao, and it was about to find the porcelain bottle.

Tan Tan Jinxiao was trapped in the silt, struggling hard with the swimming snake.

An even more difficult situation appeared. Lan Lan Qiao and Hong Juan brought the Inverted Horse Camp down from the boat.

Were they not afraid of the silt and the golden mountain?

They really weren't afraid. They were scorpions, crawling, and they had many legs, so they could lie on the silt without sinking.

Lan Lan Qiao crawled to Tan Tan Jinxiao's side, raised her tail needle, and smiled ferociously: "A group of disgusting things, let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

"Arrogant until the day you die!" Xiao Yeci shouted, "If you are human, stand still!"

Literary cultivation technique, Same Text, Same Rules!

The transformed body cultivators were originally human, and the transformed body cultivators felt they were human.

This concept was deeply rooted, and everyone in the Inverted Horse Camp stood up.

Although the technique only lasted for a few seconds, Zhang Zhang Mankeng's mud swamp was very special, and everyone in the Inverted Horse Camp sank in within a few seconds.

Xiao Yeci pulled out a fountain pen and flicked a piece of ink. The ink turned into characters and began an indiscriminate attack.

Characters weren't afraid of mud swamps and hit whoever they saw. With Xiao Yeci's strength, she naturally couldn't hurt the three cloud-ascending cultivators, but she hurt the Inverted Horse Camp. Hong Mi Jiao and several scorpions under her were all injured.

Xiaoshan called three ghost servants, rushed into the mud swamp, and fought with the Inverted Horse Camp.

The battle was chaotic. Juanzi exerted all her strength to perform thought techniques, trying her best to interfere with the Inverted Horse Camp's response.

The battle was chaotic. Zhang Zhang Mankeng used the silt to support her feet and struggled out of the golden mountain.

Seeing the situation was bad, Tan Tan Jinxiao used Jin Guang Like a Waterfall against Zhang Zhang Mankeng. A golden waterfall flew over, but it was blocked tightly by Zhang Zhang Mankeng's mud and sand.

"Chaotic, this battle is chaotic!" Zhang Zhang Mankeng realized the situation was wrong, "There are two thought cultivators constantly making trouble. These two always make a move at the same time, making it hard for us to defend or resist. We must drag them out and kill them!"

Bai Ling Miaosheng also realized the battle was chaotic. He threw out a handful of seeds. On the silt outside the golden mountain, a grape vine grew, and the grape vine dragged Bai Ling Miaosheng out of the golden mountain.

No matter how many skills Tan Tan Jinxiao had, he ultimately had to face a one-on-two situation. Bai Ling Miaosheng and Zhang Zhang Mankeng's cultivation was on par with his. As long as these two people had clear heads, they would definitely have the means to subdue Tan Tan Jinxiao.

But their heads had never been clear, and most of their responses weren't the best choices.

Not only were their heads unclear, but the Inverted Horse Camp was also unclear. They usually relied on simplified tactics and tacit cooperation to fight, but these two thought cultivators had stirred the Inverted Horse Camp's tactics into a mess.

"These two thought cultivators aren't far; they are on the battlefield! They have also sunk into the mud pit!" Zhang Zhang Mankeng had a perception, "They aren't very eye-catching, but I seem to have found them."

Tan Tan Jinxiao knew the situation was bad. He fought desperately, golden light dots, golden dragon leaving the mountain, old phlegm hitting the head, smiling with a hidden knife...

No matter what technique he used, Zhang Zhang Mankeng and Bai Ling Miaosheng parried them one by one, not rushing to fight back. Before dealing with Tan Tan Jinxiao, they had to kill those two thought cultivators first.

The two Innocents were also very nervous. These two thought cultivators were indeed them.

Zhang Zhang Mankeng was right. They had indeed sunk into the mud pit, but relying on Tan Tan Jinxiao's Golden Silk Jade Clothing, they hadn't been discovered before.

Once discovered, with the combat ability of thought cultivators, the sisters wouldn't be able to hold on for even one round.

Now that Zhang Zhang Mankeng had discovered them, she raised a wave of mud, and the shadow of the giant wave shrouded the sisters.

Xiao Yeci tried her best to summon characters, but her technique was like scratching an itch through a boot in front of Zhang Zhang Mankeng, unable to hurt her in the slightest!

Zhang Zhang Mankeng looked at Xiao Yeci and smiled: "Girl, don't be anxious, you are next. You will drown in the rotten mud, and this pretty face of yours will be eaten clean by worms!"

After speaking, Zhang Zhang Mankeng looked at the location of the two Innocents: "You two bitches, go first.

Old Bai, keep an eye on Tan Tan Jinxiao, don't let him make trouble. I'll finish off this group of bitches, and then we'll deal with Old Tan slowly.

Old Bai, did you hear me? Don't you know how to respond?"

Zhang Zhang Mankeng turned back to look at Bai Ling Miaosheng.

Bai Ling Miaosheng looked at Tan Tan Jinxiao silently, without making a sound.

There was no need for Zhang Zhang Mankeng to remind him. Bai Ling Miaosheng's attention had always been focused on Old Tan, and Tan Tan Jinxiao had always been performing techniques on him.

But what Bai Ling Miaosheng hadn't noticed before was that a crane was standing on his head, a white crane.

Now Bai Ling Miaosheng noticed it, but it was already too late.

That crane was standing on one leg, and that leg had already pierced through Bai Ling Miaosheng's skull.

Tan Tan Jinxiao laughed: "Bai Ling Miaosheng really stayed behind. Zhang Zhang Mankeng, don't hold on anymore, hurry and surrender. With your wooden brains, what are you using to fight our General!"

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