Without saying a word, after crushing Dongfang Lie's right shoulder, Ye Qingfeng won the title of "The Most Cruel Person" of the Yin Yang Sect.
Because she is petite and cute, she is often called little girl by older people, so she has a new name——
Her surname is "Hun" and her given name is "Nanni", so she is called "Hen Nannan".
Hennannan is low-key, a dragon that never sees its tail, and rarely appears in front of people.
After Dongfang Lie recovered from his right shoulder injury, he did not stop. In order to find an opportunity to fight his ruthless daughter Ye Qingfeng again, he decided to fight in a roundabout way and fight the little black dog first.
For this reason, Dongfang Lie personally sewed five animal skin skirts for the little black dog.
The little black dog tilted its head, its nostrils pointed upward, and didn't catch a glimpse.
So Dongfang Lie changed five more animal skin skirts one by one into animal skin pants, or large pants with patterns.
The little black dog was slightly moved, but still took advantage of the opportunity.
"I want to eat meat, a lot of meat." Black Dog told Dongfang Lie the first condition.
"No problem." Dongfang Lie patted his chest and agreed readily, taking out a complete grilled demon crocodile from the Qiankun bag on his waist.
"You can't have less wine." The black dog let out a sigh of relief, opened its mouth to bite the demon crocodile, and started to chew it.
"Of course." Dongfang Lie put his hand into the Qiankun bag and took out another barrel of fine wine.
"Woof!"
The black dog was so happy that he buried his head in the barrel and started drinking.
“Good drinker!”
Dongfang Lie praised it, took out a bigger barrel of wine, hugged it with his arms, and started drinking.
One person and one dog, actually drinking very speculatively.
When Dongfang Lie was drinking well, Black Dog felt dizzy and staggered on his feet. He was already seven or eight points drunk.
Suddenly, two rays of light burst out from the black dog's eyes. He could no longer control it and stared at the Qiankun bag on Dongfang Lie's waist.
In that Qiankun bag, there are delicious food, fine wine, and maybe sources and other better treasures.
baby?
What Black Dog loves most in his life is his treasure!
"Woof~"
The black dog plotted on his heart, he was dizzy, and went straight into Dongfang Lie's arms.
"Xiao Hei, you have the capacity to drink like a sparrow..." Dongfang Lie hugged the crumpled black dog with one arm and was about to speak frankly before mocking him a few more words.
suddenly.
The black dog tilted its head, biting the Qiankun bag around Dongfang Lie's waist, and just like pulling off his leopard skin skirt before, he bit it off in one bite.
"Black dog!"
Dongfang Lie growled and raised his hand to catch the black dog.
But the black dog was slippery, not to mention that the black dog had already planned it. He suddenly retreated, got out of Dongfang Lie's arms, then spread his legs and ran away with the Qiankun bag in his mouth.
"Don't run! Stop! Come back!" Dongfang Lie chased after the black dog desperately.
"Chase me, come chase me, and if you catch me, I will let you...hehe..."
The black dog ran away drunkenly, turning its face as it ran, squinting its eyes and smiling mischievously, motivating Dongfang Lie to catch up quickly.
The deacons and elders high up in the sky watched helplessly on the ground as the holy son of a sect chased a black dog regardless of his image.
As long as no one is killed, they usually stay out of it.
"Dead dog, come back!" Dongfang Lie howled angrily. How could this black dog even show up for robbery when he got drunk?
The black dog chuckled.
In fact, it has always had the problem of robbery, but in human territory, in order to survive, its nature will be more restrained.
In order to follow Ye Qingfeng and stay in the Yin Yang Sect, it has been restrained for nearly a year.
The black dog held the Qiankun bag in its mouth, and like a black whirlwind, it blew straight towards the Qingfeng courtyard.
"Wow! Qingfeng! Open the door, I brought a little brother back for you!"
The black dog shouted like he was taking credit.
Little brother?
Dongfang Lie looked ugly.
It is true that he failed, but it will take another ten thousand years to become Ye Qingfeng's younger brother.
Ten thousand years later, his bones will have long since turned into dust.
Willow Spirit poked out a branch and looked out the window again.
"There's a situation!"
Liu Jing's body trembled, and she prepared herself.
The drunken black dog, wearing flowery pants and leading Dongfang Lie who smelled of alcohol, was galloping towards us.
Ye Qingfeng was in retreat for meditation and had set up an isolation array in the house, unaware of what was happening outside.
The important task of guarding Qingfeng Courtyard naturally falls on Liu Jing.
The drunk black dog saw the green willow sticking out of the window, and immediately shouted again with the Qiankun bag in his mouth:
"Liu Mei, don't start the formation, I want to come in!"
Dongfang Lie chased wildly, and shouted joyfully: "Xiao Liuxian, don't start the formation, we are coming in! Don't worry, I'm not provoking, I just came into the yard to take a look."
Some tribes in Nanling have always worshiped willow tree totems. People in those tribes call the willow tree on the totem the "Willow God".
Although Dongfang Lie's clan does not believe in the willow god, it does not hinder his potential respect for all willow trees.
"Xiao Liuxian?"
Liu Jing was so excited by Dongfang Lie's words that she had a good impression of Dongfang Lie inexplicably.
"Should we let him in?"
Liu Jing hesitated, thinking about whether to start a formation and stop the drunk man and the dog.
And just when it hesitated, the drunken black dog lunged forward with two paws, leaped into the air, and swooped into the yard like a flying bat.
Dongfang Lie was overjoyed when he saw this. He raised his right leg, took a big step forward, and stepped into the courtyard.
"Tsk..."
Liu Jing was upset and launched another formation to stop them, but it was already too late.
The black dog was holding the Qiankun bag in front of him, feeling dizzy, spinning on the ground and circling the walkway.
"You are indeed drunk! Why are you spinning around in circles!"
Dongfang Lie grinned widely, opened his legs, and walked towards the black dog, trying to hold the black dog down and get back his Qiankun bag.
In the Qiankun Bag, there are old things that he has carried with him since he was transported away from the tribe. Every piece of it makes him think about it, and every piece of it is his priceless treasure.
"Oh, it's going to happen!"
Liu Jing suddenly remembered something, threw out a branch, like a whip, and headed toward the east.
But it's too late.
There are formation patterns all around this small courtyard, and it was Black Dog and Ye Qingfeng who joined forces to carve the formation patterns themselves.
Some formations are trapping formations, and some formations are phantom formations, and the most widely distributed formations are teleportation formations.
The teleportation array carved by Ye Qingfeng has clear teleportation distance and direction, and there will not be too much deviation in the landing place.
But the teleportation array set up by Black Dog...the teleportation direction is random, and the teleportation distance is random...
As unreliable as Black Dog is, its teleportation array is just as outrageous.
At best, Black Dog's teleportation array is called a teleportation array; at worst, Black Dog's teleportation array is a missing persons array.
The black dog himself loses himself time and time again, let alone others.
The drunken black dog was wandering around the yard, not wandering randomly, but using his memory and ability to break the formation and get into the house.
But Dongfang Lie didn't know this. He only held his head high, looked at the sky but not the ground, and strode towards the black dog. Without any accident, he stepped on the formation pattern and unfortunately triggered a teleportation formation.