No matter what your character is, you will feel proud inside if you can have the Taoist behavior of a leader or an immortal.
When the fat monk Faqing heard this, he first glanced at Xin Lianshan and Xiao Wuxin hesitantly, and then ordered the people under his seat to stand in a row with the human flesh lotus and Li Fangshi.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Chang Jiaxian, although you have the talent to transform into a dragon, it would be too arrogant to deal with me and Fellow Daoist Li at the same time!"
Chang Huaiyuan is such a person, he doesn't even bother to say nonsense like you can't do it and he can't do it.
He lifted up the hem of his gown with his left hand, and made a "please" gesture to Fa Qing and the others with his right hand.
Li Fangshi has a gloomy and cunning personality. Seeing this situation, he was not in a hurry to fight, but instead gave a habitual evil laugh.
"Chang Jiaxian, are you sure you can deal with me and Master Faqing alone?"
"The others won't help in the middle, right?!"
As soon as this provocation was revealed, Hua Jiunan spoke first before Chang Huaiyuan could speak.
"Brother Chang, don't worry, let me take revenge with my own hands this time."
After finishing speaking, he gave Chang Huaiyuan a "please don't worry" look.
Chang Huaiyuan hesitated for a moment, then immediately thought of the path Hua Jiu was going to take, and nodded lightly and took a step back.
"Little sir, when fighting the enemy, be decisive and decisive, no need to show mercy!"
"Please feel free to do whatever you want, Chang will watch the enemy's formation for you."
Hua Jiunan nodded deeply, and then said to Fa Qing and the others.
"I'll find another helper. If we're two against two, that doesn't mean we're bullying you, right?"
Li Fangshi and Xu Fu didn't know how powerful Wu Xin was, but Fat Monk Faqing did.
After hearing what Hua Jiunan said, Fa Qing immediately protested loudly.
"Boy, you don't want the little monk behind you... the big monk to take action, do you?!"
"Then why should we fight? The old monk and fellow Taoist Li might as well wipe their necks and commit suicide!"
Hua Jiunan simply looked down upon such a guy who "judges a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart".
"Master Faqing, please rest assured, I will not let Wuxin help."
Xiao Wuxin listened to the conversation between the two, hesitantly leaned out half of his body, and hung the bronze mask on his chest like a breast shield, which was particularly conspicuous in the moonlight.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Brother, the young monk wants to help you persuade these two donors to repent before the Buddha."
Li Fangshi and Fat Monk Faqing: "..."
Hua Jiunan gently touched Wu Xin's bald head and motioned for him to go to Chang Huaiyuan first.
Then he shouted to Chen Daji, who was studying the fallen corpse of Sancai.
"Come on, big plan, let's fight! Two versus two, one on one!"
"Coming, coming!" Chen Daji reluctantly left his "beloved toy".
That state was quite similar to when we were called to work by the adults in the middle of a game of kings.
He first spread his bowed legs and tried his best to climb onto the back of Chang Baye, who had the blame on his head and a wretched look on his face.
"Baye, don't be stunned, let's start a fight!"
Then he smiled mischievously at Xin Lianshan.
"Hehehe, Brother Xin, you understand!"
As the "disaster duo" in the Yin and Yang world, Xin Lianshan immediately understood.
"Young general, don't worry, it's the old rule: if you guys start fighting, I will stab them both in the back!"
Such blatant cheating immediately attracted Li Fangshi's protest.
He first yelled at Xin Lianshan.
"Didn't we agree to two against two? What did you mean by what you just said?!"
The ghost Xin Lianshan snorted and looked at Li Fangshi with a "you idiot" look on his face.
"What's your name, old bastard? I haven't stabbed you yet?!"
"It won't be a foul until I prick you, then you can yell at me again!"
This sentence left Li Fangshi speechless for a while.
Why is there such a shameless Yin Division master!
The door of that wicked house was not closed tightly, allowing this guy to escape!
It's useless to protest after you attacked me!
I'm afraid I've been stabbed to death by you...
Unable to deal with the shameless Xin Lianshan, Li Fangshi could only focus on the wretched Chang Baye.
"This...this Chang Jiaxian, your behavior is a violation of the agreement, there is nothing to quibble about, right?"
Seeing that he was being targeted by a strong man, Chang Baye shrank his neck and took a step back subconsciously.
But then I thought that my big brother was right next to me, and I was so scared!
So he took the blame on his head, swung the mace with its tail curled, and shouted loudly.
"Old bastard, you seem stupid!"
"Master Ba, I am the mount now. Do you understand the mount?!"
"When my eldest brother used to lead troops in war, he would ride on a big horse and swing his mace wildly, and chop off the big head of anyone he caught up with!"
"Just breathe and fart for him!"
Having said this, Chang Baye turned to Chang Huaiyuan, who was already looking bad, with a flattering look on his face.
Then he spoke again.
"Old bastard, if the fat monk lets you ride on his neck, then he is considered a mount."
"You can pull one more person off!"
Li Fangshi was so angry that he was dizzy because of Chang Baye's fallacy.
However, I am a little tempted by Master Ba's proposal.
But when he looked at the fat monk Faqing inquiringly, he met his angry gaze.
So I could only give up silently on the "perfect" advice Chang Baye gave me.
Li Fangshi was helpless and sulky, but the lively and cheerful girl Chan Ruyu smiled happily.
Because she finally waited for her chance to perform, and she could take advantage of this to get close to the big shots in Guanghua Mansion.
"Since mounts don't count against the number of people, please, young gentleman, move onto my back."
After he finished speaking, there was a flash of fluorescent light under the moonlight.
A giant toad the size of a millstone with a crystal clear body appeared in front of everyone.
The most surprising thing is that the giant toad is holding a nine-ring sword more than three meters long in its front claws.
That shape looks much more ferocious than the mace rolled by Chang Baye...
