"Amitabha, can't I call this poem "unprecedented and unparalleled"? Do you think that someone in this world can make a more exciting poem than I do?" Yang Yu looked at the witch in front of him, his face very strange.

"There are only two of us here in your poem. I guess if Kunpeng is here, you will probably have to peel off even if you don't die." The witch looked at Yang Yu speechlessly, with a strange expression.

"Amitabha, I naturally understand, so Kunpeng is no longer here now, let alone I only feel it. Is what I say wrong?" Yang Yu looked at the witch and felt quite unhappy.

"Haha, do you know where this place is?" the witch smiled speechlessly.

"Amitabha, this place is in the temple of Kunpeng in the North Sea." Yang Yu clasped his hands together and said.

"Then you dare to say such things?" Looking at Yang Yu, the witch's face looked very strange.

"Amitabha, the donor was surprised by this. It was because I was here that I could express my feelings and write such poems." Yang Yu sat down and looked at the witch, speechless.

"..." The witch had nothing to say. He now knew why all the people in Baiduanshan were called Yang Yuwei and had no words to communicate.

Yang Yu stood up, stood alone at the bow of the boat, folded his hands together, looked up at the sky ninety degrees, one end... a white dress in the wind facing the wind, extremely elegant.

"There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot.

It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng is so big that it requires two barbecue grills, one is secret and the other is slightly spicy!

What a poem, what a poem!" Yang Yu recited it again, and liked this poem more and more.

"boom!"

However, before Yang Yu could show off for half a minute, a terrifying black thunder suddenly appeared out of thin air in the sky, directly storming Yang Yu.

"Uh..." Yang Yu was stunned. The thunder and lightning speed was too fast. Yang Yu almost dodged well and was directly overwhelmed by the black thunder.

"..." The witch sat there quietly, looking at Yang Yu speechlessly, but now she suddenly saw the black thunder court appearing out of thin air and killing Yang Yu, her face even more strange.

"I'm damn..." Yang Yu shouted, and countless black thunders surged out from his right hand, directly swallowing the thunder on his body. With the assistance of the power of devouring, it was completed almost instantly.

However, Yang Yu, who had just emerged from the black thunder, looked very ugly and extremely dark. It was not because of the thunder, because the thunder did not cause any harm to Yang Yu at all, it was because of his dark face and his mood was extremely bad.

"You..." Looking at Yang Yu, the witch's eyelashes were beating continuously, and her body trembled slightly, looking like she couldn't help laughing.

"Damn it, pretending to be thunder, pretending to be thunder, pretending to be thunder." Yang Yu's face was pitch black, and he walked back to the table speechlessly, and lowered his head in an extremely bad mood.

"Puff..." The witch could not help but laugh after hearing Yang Yu's words. She burst into laughter. The silver bell-like laughter made Yang Yu's mouth twitch.

"Bang!" After a minute, the laughter had not stopped. Yang Yu, who had a dark face, raised his hand and slapped the table suddenly, stared at the witch, looking up at the face of dissatisfaction, could anyone tell.

"No, no, you little monk is too funny, oh hey..." The witch covered her lower abdomen and couldn't stand up.

"Don't laugh anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being polite. The moon is dark and the wind is high, and there is no one around. Be careful that I will do it!" Yang Yu pulled the corners of his mouth, and his face became even darker.

"Uh..." The witch's laughter stopped and looked at Yang Yu incredibly.

"Just stop," Yang Yu curled his lips and said unhappily.

"You just said you were going to force me?" The witch looked at Yang Yu, her beautiful eyes flashing.

"I don't want to talk to you." Yang Yu left his head and was very upset.

"Hehehe... This is the first time I heard someone dare to tell me that I would force myself to do it. You are the first one." The witch did not get angry, but smiled at Yang Yu, very angry.

"Don't talk, I refuse to communicate with you." Yang Yu glared at the witch and said unhappily.

"Forget it, I don't know what you are, an unscrupulous monk, you just think it's a joke. My sister won't care about you." The witch had enough music and waved her hand and said,

"..." Yang Yu curled his lips, very disdainful.

"Oh, if this guy Mi is a naughty child, maybe I can still consider it. That little brother has a great origin, and it is Yue Chan's husband. I am more interested in him." The witch sat there, his eyes flashing.

"How do you know what's happening in the Ancient Holy Academy?" Yang Yu was stunned for a moment and looked at the witch very strangely.

"How do you know?" The witch looked at Yang Yu and smiled.

"What do you mean by Yang Yu and me? It can be explained in one sentence. He is me, I am him. This guy has told me a long time ago about writing something." Yang Yu curled his lips and said with confidence.

"We almost know the affairs of the Butian Sect. We also know the affairs of the Jietian Sect. Except for the great secrets, we all know them very well." The witch shrugged and said with great ease.

"..." Yang Yu curled his lips and became even more speechless.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there would be a real dragon in this world. This world where there are no strong people at that level, I'm afraid this real dragon will be a hope." The witch looked at Yang Yu and said with a smile.

"What that guy does has nothing to do with me." Yang Yu curled his lips and refused to talk.

"True dragon, true dragon, that is the leader of the ten evil spirits, and it is extremely powerful in all aspects. Do you have the resources to cultivate him with your strength?" Looking at Yang Yu, the witch frowned and asked.

"Do you have this green dragon skewer? Can you eat it like this? Do you have an immortal corpse? Can it be used for eating?" Yang Yu looked at the witch and asked questions continuously, looking unhappy.

"..." The witch was shocked. Yang Yu's four problems had a huge impact on her. It can be said that she had nothing to say. With the resources mentioned by Yang Yu, all the treasures of the Jietian Sect were probably not as good as the power behind Yang Yu.

"So, don't worry about it if you are fine. What a true dragon is, and what a genius I am. Do you think we will choose a force without foundation?" Yang Yu said with a smile.

The witch had nothing to say, and looked at Yang Yu and the little bit behind Yang Yu, her eyes became more and more flickering.

"You better not to plot against us, otherwise your Jietian Church will disappear." Yang Yu looked at the witch and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!