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Chapter 28 The Tiger's Mouth Takes the Food

After contracting Qingluan, Tang Xiaodou was in a good mood. Even if she was often scolded by a bird, she just regarded it as an annoying mosquito. When she was tolerant of Qingluan, Tang Xiaodou felt that her image became tall and her temperament sublimated. However, Qingluan was much more polite to Tang Xiaodou after a month. That's right, if you were always controlled by someone and tied to a bamboo pole to dry, you would be much more honest. Tang Xiaodou's tall image was a reflection of her sweat.

Walking on the street, looking at the increasing number of monks, Tang Xiaodou was a little curious. He knew that the restaurant was the best place to go, so he went straight to the nearest restaurant. No matter when the restaurant was full of people, he found a corner without a man and sat down. Then a waiter came up to greet him quickly, "A pot of plum wine, a plate of dried fish and a plate of peanuts." Before he sat for a long time, several people said that Tang Xiaodou had a relationship. In the past, the three people chatted with each other at the table near the inner hall.

"You're going to watch the fun! I'm stupid! They're all looking for the treasures of Xiaoju Mountain," said the drunk man holding the wine pot and burped loudly.

"Brother~ Brother, you're right! My tent is placed there, not far away. Just, they have to flatten the wild chrysanthemum in front of them," said another male cultivator wearing the disciple uniform of the beast sect holding chopsticks.

"Oh! Brothers, don't just talk, drink, drink! Drink!" The three of them went to have another drink.

After finding out the news he wanted, he put down two spirit stone shattered horns, and Tang Xiaodou got up and left. There were many monks who stood up. The lively lobby suddenly became much quieter.

Along the way, many monks rushed towards the city gate. Tang Xiaodou returned to her residence to clean up and was preparing to join in the fun. Even if she didn't get a treasure, it would be good to see it. So it is human nature to join in the fun from ancient times to the present...

When I arrived at Xiaoju Mountain, there were not many monks everywhere, but there were also many, even like Tang Xiaodou. I picked up a large tree with a wide view and looked around. Xiaoju Mountain was actually a slope full of wild chrysanthemums. If I were to say that there were monsters above the third level, no one would believe it, but in such a barren land, there were actually a treasure coming out now? If I really want to tell me the difference here, there are a lot of willow trees here, followed by locust trees and poplar trees, which were just locust trees and willows, and the little chrysanthemums were raised.

Suddenly there was a thunder sound on the ground. The people who were noisy just now calmed down. The sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds. For a moment, the wind and clouds surged. The place where the thunder smashed, the light of light was approaching the sky, and the spiritual energy was everywhere. There was a faint astringent fragrance floating in the air. This was undoubtedly the birth of a wood-attributed treasure. Tang Xiaodou was hidden above an ancient tree, and he didn't dare to show his atmosphere. There was no idea how many powerful people were around. Everyone was waiting for an opportunity to take action. At this time, whoever took action first would be cannon fodder. There was no certain means who wanted to get a box lunch at this time.

Tang Xiaodou held her breath. Although she had no movement in her hands, she was not idle. Seeing the willow trees standing in front of her, Huai Yang cleverly inserted it into it, which seemed messy, but in fact it was very regular. There was no doubt that the formation was laid in front of her, and the formations were arranged in numbers of nine or nine. Now the formations only reached four or nine, and it was already six or nine. This alone was already too much, regardless of the others...

Suddenly, a pressure spread in the air. For example, the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were soft to the ground and vomited blood. Tang Xiaodou was not feeling well at this time. Although Qingluan protected him, he could not move. Seeing that the shock effect was achieved, the pressure retreated. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his life was saved. Everyone understood that this was a warning from the high-level monks. Seeing that the monks below the Nascent Soul stage had left one after another, there was a lot of empty space in the crowded open space. Tang Xiaodou was also about to leave, but his legs were weak and had to continue hiding in the tree. Anyway, she didn't bother to disturb her. Even if she looked at it, it should be fine.

Not long after, a gray-clothed Taoist man rushed out with a judge's pen in his hand, trying to fly to Huaguang, but was bounced back by an invisible wall. Then high-level monks flew out from all directions. As soon as they touched the upper part, they fought each other and fought each other. With a wave of his hand, the earth was shaking. No wonder those monks below the Nascent Soul stage walked so quickly. After fighting for a while, no one took advantage, so they looked at others based on one side.

"I said to everyone, it's not a wise move to do it before you see something." After saying that, the Taoist holding the judge's pen observed others.

"Old Zhong, I didn't see you just now..." The only female cultivator among the few people was exposed in her clothes, and she kept looking down at her nails when she spoke.

"Madam Taofu, you have great skills. I wonder how many male cultivators died in your bed."

"Hehe, Hongxing, do you want to try my soul-absorbing technique?"

"Don't bother us to talk about love and do not disturb us to talk about serious matters." A big man with a beard called Hongxing and Taofu's wife was quarreled.

Tang Xiaodouhao was unaware of the mutual accusation of the crowd. He only saw a few people saying something for a while and then changed their techniques to the formation. He saw a red line shot out from each person's hand and entered the sky, intertwined in the air, turning into a reverse gossip and slowly sinking. One after another, "click, click" came over, followed by a roar, and only hit Tang Xiaodou's brain, causing her to fall off the big tree immediately. Fortunately, after a loud bang, the three kinds of locust and willow trees were ignited into ashes in an instant, and the roar stopped. Tang Xiaodou, who had been lying on the ground, couldn't get up for a long time, touched his ears, his hands were covered with sticky sticky, and it was actually blood in one hand.

As soon as the formation was broken, everyone immediately saw a towering Bodhi tree in the middle, burning its beauty. The high-level monks who had just worked together to break the formation fought again. Tang Xiaodou thought that he had seen this and then he took it aside. After watching the whole process, he quietly approached a little Bodhi tree. Suddenly, the storage bag trembled, as if he was attracted by something, and rushed into the several high-level monks who were fighting in full swing. Before everyone could react, they bumped into the Bodhi tree and disappeared in front of everyone. At this time, Tang Xiaodou was looking at the scene in front of him in wonder. A shiny black wooden stick was holding a green branch and gnawing wildly, asking her how she knew it was gnawing. The green one was obviously decreasing. Tang Xiaodou thought that the high-level monks looked at her in the end and his hands and feet were cold, and his eyes were so eager to eat her. She was fighting with the tiger!
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