"My Master Ming, what should I do if I always hold the head and the leader?"

"What else can I do? Fuck him!"

Minghong's sword was unsheathed and pulled a sword flower.

What else can I do at this time? You can’t kneel down and call these hundreds of old rice dumplings.

Even if you kneel down and call me, these old rice dumplings cannot let them go.

Who made them break into the holy place of practice in the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West and knew the secret of the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West.

Therefore, I can only eat these hundreds of old rice dumplings until all these old rice dumplings die!

"Professor Li, Professor Liang, you go downstairs first."

"Mr. Ming, be careful."

Li Shouzhi and Liang Yongsi jumped into the alchemy room below.

The two of them, who are powerless, will only drag their backs when they fight.

"Hei Xiaozi, A Si, Lao Liu, Lao Ma, you four are here. As for these old rice dumplings, let us leave them!"

"Bang……!"

"I'll go, third brother, the long-range attack is amazing. Why don't we compare to see who killed more rice dumplings?"

"no problem."

"Whoever loses treats me, let's go to the Crescent Hotel in Peking."

"Okay, bang bang bang..."

Partridge whistle has two guns in his hand, one shot of a thousand-year-old rice dumpling.

When he returned from the tomb of King Xian in southern Yunnan, Mingli transformed a batch of bullets for the Partridge Whistle.

Carve a talisman on the bullet.

In the past, partridge whistle used ordinary bullets, which were not very effective on zongzi.

After using the bullets modified by Mingli, it is very effective against zongzi and ghosts, one shot at a time.

"die!"

Mingli swept across with a knife, and more than a dozen old rice dumplings were cut in half.

Like a tiger or a flock of sheep, old rice dumplings died one after another under the sword of Ming carp.

"Nono, third brother, fourth brother, please leave some for me!"

The Partridge Whistle attacked at a long range and quickly wiped out two magazines.

The box cannon used by Partridge Whistle has twenty bullets per magazine.

Two box cannons, that is, forty bullets.

Two magazines were exhausted in less than a minute.

In other words, the old rice dumplings that died under the partridge whistle gun have reached a terrifying forty.

Mingli is no worse than Partridge Whistle.

The tiger entered the group of old rice dumplings and sent away several old rice dumplings with one knife.

Can't wait any longer, Chen Yulou rushed into the old Zongzi group with his little god-like force.

The light skills are used to the extreme, like a dancing ghost assassin, with great beauty.

In less than a minute, a small half of hundreds of terrifying old rice dumplings had died in the hands of the three brothers Mingli, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle.

Hei Xiaozi and others were stunned by such a one-sided situation.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

These thousands of years old rice dumplings were actually not at all powerful in the hands of Ming Li, Chen Yulou and Queqiao Whistle.

"Bang..." Hei Xiaozi slapped himself.

pain!

Not a dream!

These three people are too fierce. Are they really facing thousands of years old rice dumplings?

They have encountered Zongzi in the ancient tomb before, and they have worked hard to kill him.

Is this thousands of years old rice dumpling so easy to kill?

"My Master Ming, always keep the head, the three leaders are too strong."

"It is difficult for us to kill any of these old rice dumplings that have been thousands of years old. Unexpectedly, Ming Ye always kills these rice dumplings, which is easier than killing chickens."

"The Great Elder's Niu Coin, the Head's Niu Coin, and the Deputy Head's Niu Coin!"

Facing hundreds of old rice dumplings that have been for thousands of years, I thought I would have to explain this time here.

I never expected such a dramatic scene to happen.

They all knew that Mingli, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle were unfathomable, but they had never seen it intuitively.

Ma Jindao had the honor to follow Mingli and the other two to Jingjue Ancient City. He knew that Mingli's methods were mysterious.

But I didn't expect that the combat effectiveness of Ming Li and the other two would be so strong.

This time, facing hundreds of thousands of years old rice dumplings, they truly intuitively felt the terrifying strength of Mingli and the other two.

Two words, cow coin!

Ming Ye is mighty, always be mighty, and the leader is mighty!

"Bang..." As the last old rice dumpling was blown into the head by the partridge whistle.

The battle ends here.

Hundreds of thousands of years old rice dumplings died at the hands of Mingli, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle.

"Second brother, fourth brother, sorry."

Partridge Whistle proudly turned the box cannon twice, and then inserted the box cannon back to the back.

In the competition just now, he was slightly better.

"Third Brother, you won." Ming Li put Minghong's sword in the sheath.

The long-range attack of Partridge Whistle and a pair of box cannons is like a snatch, shooting an old Zongzi.

In this competition, Partridge Whistle indeed won.

"The Crescent Hotel in Peking is too far away. It's not worth it to go to Peking for a meal. Why don't we eat at Laoma's inn after we go out?"

Chen Yulou put away Xiao Shenfeng.

He lost this competition, so treating guests naturally fell on him.

There is no way, the Partridge Whistle instantly kills dozens of rice dumplings, and Mingli can kill several or even dozens of rice dumplings with one sword.

His strength is slightly inferior to Mingli and Partridge Whistle. The little divine front is not as powerful as the Minghong Sword, and it does not have the long-range attack function of the box cannon.

I am willing to accept the loss of gambling. Isn’t it just a meal? Isn’t it just a Crescent Hotel in Peking? It’s not that I can’t afford it. Is it possible to eat him poor with a meal?

Besides, with their relationship with Zhang Qishan, it is because Zhang Qishan's father-in-law's house can still charge them for money for a meal.

Even Peking is a little too far away, and it is not worth running to Peking for a meal.

If you have this time to go to Peking, it is better to spend time with your wife at home.

"Fourth brother, I think what the second brother said is reasonable."

Partridge Whistle agreed with Chen Yulou's proposal.

It's not cost-effective to go to Peking for a meal.

With this time, it’s better to spend more time with Hong Gu.

"Second brother and third brother, we should not go to Peking for this meal. After we return to Xiangxi, we will go to the old foreigners to have a meal. How about it?"

"This is good, go and see the old foreigners."

"Yes, right, didn't the old foreigner say that his father-in-law gave him the restaurant, so let's go to the old foreigner to catch Qiufeng."

The three of them unanimously decided that they would not go to Peking and go to Dingshilou to beat the old foreigner Qiufeng when they went back.

Not long after the marriage, the old foreign father-in-law handed over Dingshilou to him for the care of it.

After transforming himself into a transformation, the old foreigner became the shopkeeper of the largest restaurant in Xizhou County, Hunan and western Hunan.

"I'm telling me, you always keep the head and leader, can you stop discussing where to eat? What should I do now?"

When he heard Mingli, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle stood among the pile of rice dumplings and discussed where to eat, Heixiazi and others looked at each other, feeling quite helpless.

Is it a bit out of place to discuss where to eat at this time?

The entrance of the cave was sealed by a huge stone gate. They are trapped inside now, so I'd better think about how to get out of this place.
Chapter completed!