"Ah! You pretty boy from the human race! You still want to knock my head off? You're probably living in a dream!"
Brother Xiaosha seemed to be very resentful about being knocked on the head. When he saw Ye Wuque trying to knock him again, he immediately teleported away again!
But when Brother Xiaosha successfully teleported and showed a proud expression, there was a dark shadow pressing in his bright little eyes, and then he heard a crisp knocking sound!
Snap!
A head popped right into Brother Xiaosha's head, making him stunned for a moment, and then he started to scream like his hair was exploding!
"Ya-ya! You pretty boy from the human race! You're done!"
Brother Xiaosha seemed to be angry, and he saw his two small hands waving in the air, as if he was moving some ancient seal, and it turned out to be radiant, extremely gorgeous, and full of supreme meaning!
Ye Wuque hit Brother Xiaosha so hard that he felt so refreshed that all the breath he had been holding in his heart seemed to come out!
But then he noticed something was wrong. Brother Xiaosha seemed to be using some strange power to seek revenge on him.
"Hehe! Come here, pretty boy from the human race! Give me a dance!"
Brother Xiaosha smiled at Ye Wuque, his bright little eyes full of wretchedness and fanaticism!
It poked Ye Wuque directly with its two small hands. The next moment, a whistling sound was heard throughout the void, and crystal clear, yet radiant silk threads shot out from its small hands!
These silk threads seemed to have spirituality, intertwining with each other in the void, and the speed was extremely fast. Even Ye Wuque didn't have time to avoid it, and his hands and feet were entangled by these beautiful silk threads!
However, Ye Wuque was not afraid. With a thought in his mind, his right arm suddenly became golden, and violent physical power exploded, directly shattering the thread!
But immediately Ye Wuque was shocked!
Not only did he feel the tenacity of the thread, it also kept breaking!
Moreover, he felt that there was an extremely terrifying viscosity on it, and the radiance actually penetrated the flesh along the body, making his hands and feet a little numb, as if he had lost control!
Immediately afterwards, Ye Wuque felt as if he had turned into a puppet!
Being manipulated by Brother Xiaosa!
"Hahahahaha! You pretty boy from the human race! I understand you must be very excited now, come on! Let's get moving!"
Brother Xiaosha smiled so coquettishly, with a hint of fanatical intoxication on his dark little face, that he actually started dancing on the spot, and his pair of small hands also began to dance crazily, clearly manipulating the thread!
So the next moment, a scene happened that made all the talented people present have their heads buzzing!
I saw that Ye Wuque actually started to dance with the dancing of Brother Xiaosha's hands. His hands and feet were extremely awkward and he started dancing!
That dance posture is exactly the same as Brother Xiaosha!
"I have been sleeping for too long, but my dancing skills can still make me proud of the stars!"
"Although there is no brother under the starry sky, there is always the legend of him!"
Brother Xiaosa’s mean voice sounded again, and he actually sang a song!
It also has a weird and sultry singing voice, and has also formed its own unique rhythm, which makes people's scalp numb, because the singing is clearly made from a broken voice, which is as unpleasant as it sounds!
But Brother Xiaosha himself is so narcissistic!
Its voice became louder and louder, and the whiskers on its head were flying wildly, dancing wildly and enthusiastically!
"Come! Swing to my brother's rhythm!"
"Come! Let's have fun together with brother's coquettishness!"
Only Brother Xiaosha's coquettish broken gong voice was roaring and twisting crazily, and Ye Wuque, who was controlled by the silk thread, was also twisting crazily. A group of talented people were already dumbfounded, as if they had turned into
sculpture!
Gu Kongmie also opened his mouth slightly at this moment, watching this scene blankly!
Brother Xiaosha was full of enthusiasm and excitement, and the talented people were dumbfounded. But for the first time, Ye Wuque was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his eyes were red!
But Brother Xiaosa’s thread is too weird, no matter how hard he tries to break free, it’s to no avail!
Ye Wuque's hands and feet were completely out of control. They were manipulated by silk threads to follow Brother Xiaosha's ridiculous dance. Ye Wuque experienced for the first time what "humiliation" felt!
Suddenly, Ye Wuque, whose eyes were red, had a thought in his mind!
Ouch!
The next moment, an ancient dragon roar was heard resounding through the sky, and a golden dragon appeared from the sky, it was the Great Dragon Halberd!
The big dragon halberd was taken by Ye Wuque and moved with the power of spiritual thoughts. The body of the halberd suddenly shone with cold light, and a cold and ancient edge overflowed, slashing directly towards those silk threads!
Sonorous!
There was a roar like gold and iron clashing, with sparks flying everywhere!
This immediately shocked Ye Wuque's heart again!
How could he not know how sharp the dragon halberd is?
But even so, the thread was still not cut off with one blow, which shows the tenacity of the thread!
However, the power of Ye Wuque's spiritual thoughts was activated crazily, and the big dragon halberd kept cutting down as if he was risking his life!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Finally, after seven or eight chops, all the threads were cut off!
Brother Xiaosha on the other side had his eyes closed and was still in his high point, but suddenly he felt that his hands were loosened, as if he had lost all strength. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Wuque holding a big dragon halberd with an evil look on his face.
Rushed towards it!
"Holy shit! Calm down, you pretty boy from the human race! Aren't you just dancing with me? What are you going to do? You... you are not allowed to come over! I am pure and pure! I am holy and unparalleled! You can't tarnish me! You... ah!!"
Snap!
There was a clear and crisp sound, followed by Brother Xiaosha's miserable howl as if he was being fucked by seven or eight strong men!
"Ah! You pretty face from the human race..."
Snap!
"Stop knocking! Damn it! The human race's pretty boy is going to..."
Snap!
"Ahhh! It hurts so much, brother! Let go..."
Snap!
…
No matter how Brother Xiaosha struggled and roared, Ye Wuque always held it firmly with his left hand, while his right hand aimed at its little head and bounced it one after another, deep with the three elements of fast, accurate and ruthless!