One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Luo Yulian, with a ruddy complexion, opened up for a while, then sat up straight and began to tuodiao her clothes slowly. While taking off, he stuck out his tongue to seduce Zhang Yang. At this time, he didn’t respond to Zhang Yang. He was not a man anymore. He couldn’t bear his being forced to act like this. He planned to summon Liu Jian Ruo Huo to end this farce sooner. Suddenly, who was the king behind these monsters?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang opened his eyes and stared at Luo Yulian and asked: "You took my chuwen away, and you took it away so powerfully."

"Yes, should I be more happy then you? Delicious little brother." Luo Yulian let out a "chuckling" laugh, her gaze shifted from Zhang Yang's face to his lower body, look When he responded with a satisfied smile, she said, "It's really good, let me taste it."

Just when Luo Yulian was about to open her mouth and stick out her tongue to lick it down, Zhang Yang hurriedly stopped her: "Wait a minute!"

Luo Yulian asked: "What's wrong? Are you still shy?"

Zhang Yang swallowed, thinking that the ghost knows what kind of fairy you are, if it's earthworm, centipede or something, then I can get up again in the future? But he dared not say this: "I mean, since my life is already in your hands, can you tell me, who is your king? Why did he kill me?"

Luo Yulian sat up again, her eyes became cold and sharp. She recalled that when she was sent by the king to find Zhang Yang, the king asked her how she should answer if Zhang Yang asked who he was. At that time, Luo Yulian Said to tell him the name of the king directly, and broke his guts.

He thought that this flattering remark would make the king happy, but he slapped Luo Yulian in the face with a slap, calling her an idiot and asking her not to mention a word.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, don't make me angry, or bite off your little brother first!" Luo Yulian threatened.

However, she noticed that Zhang Yang was staring at it, her eyes were not on her, so she raised her head and looked up, but she felt something dripping on her face. She stretched out her hand to touch it, and was surprised to find that it was blood!

The beams above the heads were pitch black, and there was nothing to see, but blood kept dripping down. Luo Yulian was a little panicked. With a wave of her hand, she conjured a blue flame from her hand, and then threw it onto the room. As the flame rose all the way, it illuminated the upper beams, so she could see There was a villain crawling on the crossbar!

"Fairy, dare to behave like a gangster under my little gangster's eyelids. It's so deceptive and eat a spoonful of mine!" The little gangster jumped down while wiping his nosebleeds, holding a long-handled soup spoon in his hand, and rushing towards Luo. Knock it on Yulian's head.

Luo Yulian hurriedly stepped back two steps to avoid the attack of the little gangster. She put on her clothes and screamed, and the few fairies in the back kitchen also ran out.

The little hooligan jumped down and rushed to Zhang Yang's side, then took out the knife he had hidden on his body, quickly untied the rope tied to Zhang Yang, and said, "Okay, it's up to you next." He was wary. He stared at the four fairies in front of him, but after waiting for a long time he didn't see Zhang Yang responding. Then he looked back and found that Zhang Yang was still lying on the table.

"What does it mean to look at me?" Zhang Yang smiled bitterly: "I was given Ecstasy, and now I am completely powerless. What are you running down for?"

"You..." The little hooligan sniffed and said tearfully, "Your uncle's."

The sharp-mouthed old man asked Luo Yulian at this moment: "Who is this kid? When did he come? Why is there no movement at all?"

Luo Yulian shook her head and said angrily: "My old lady still wants to ask you, haven't you noticed such a big living person coming in? What are you doing in a daze? Don't tie him up!"

It didn’t take long for the little hooligan to be tied to a table. He looked at the fairies in front of him impeccably, and then said: "Several benefactors, the poor monks are passing by here. If you can, you can do it. Is it convenient to let me go?"

Luo Yulian knocked on his little bald head, and then asked: "Boy, dare to disturb my old lady. Come on, how did you get in?"

The little hooligan had to be recruited truthfully. In fact, he secretly ran down the mountain at night to alms. When he saw that the store was about to close, he ran to the back kitchen, thinking that he wouldn't bother the owner, so he could find something to eat. What happened I didn't find it, there were no cakes, no mutton, only a little soup.

He was scooping the remaining lamb soup in the pot with a soup ladle in his hand, but he heard someone coming. He had to step on the stove and climb the beam of the room, waiting on it. But I saw everything that happened after Zhang Yang came in...

"Okay, it turned out to be a little thief who stole my food." Luo Yulian felt that something was wrong after she said it. She hurriedly shouted: "You lied! You are obviously a monk, why would you drink lamb soup secretly? Come on! who is it!"

"Good sister, does a bald head have to be a monk?" The little gangster glanced at the publicity who was also tied to the table with his eyes, and said: "The one over there is also a bald head, but he is not a monk either."

"Do you think I'm a fool?" The old sharp-mouthed man took out his pipe, knocked the little gangster on the head, and said, "Although he is bald, he has no ring scars on his head and he is not wearing monk clothes. What about you? At six o'clock, you are still wearing monk's clothes. What is it that is not a monk?"

The little gangster can’t make up anymore, he admits: “Well, I’m a monk, but what’s wrong with my mutton soup? Who stipulated that the monk can’t drink mutton soup and eat mutton?”

Several monsters looked at each other face to face, and the sharp-mouthed old man asked, "Are you having an intellectual problem? Of course it is stipulated by the Tathagata Buddha. You are a monk and a person who believes in Buddha, don't you even know this? It’s a vegetarian."

The little gangster shook his head: "Is he stipulated that I can't drink lamb soup? Besides, I only believe in eating it when I'm hungry, regardless of whether it is meat or vegetable. We are now the most capable of human beings. The world has developed so prosperously that the sheep that are killed are all raised at home and are to be eaten at birth.

If one day the sheep ruled over people and circled us to eat meat, do you think some sheep would stand up and say that humans cannot eat it? Natural selection, survival of the fittest, life and death, six reincarnations. "

Regardless of how those monsters reacted after hearing these words, Zhang Yang was already shocked by him. He knew the monks who eat meat in this world, except for Jigong.

And this little monk, who is only twelve years old, can have such a great savvy, what he said, in summary, is actually four words: "I don't believe in Buddha!"..