Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 396 Sniff What Sniff?I'm not a dog?

"Crack! You're dead!"

"Ow!"

"Crack! You're dead."

"Aw!."

Ye Xiuwen had a great time, but in the end, the white tiger was as tired as his grandson.

It has never seen such a boring human being, gesticulating with a finger to shoot itself with a gun, and pretending to be dead.

Damn you, are you lying to me?Or lie to me?
Back and forth, tossing and tossing more than 100 times, Baihu couldn't take it anymore, fell to the ground, and never got up again, thinking: "You can do whatever you like?"Anyway, I only have a weight of more than ten tons.

"Are you getting up? Are you not the king of the jungle? After playing so many times, you haven't peed yet?"

Ye Xiuwen covered Baihu's buttocks, and kicked hard twice, but Baihu has made up his mind, I won't play with you anymore.

"Nai Nai, did you hurt from kicking just now?"

In vain, Ye Xiuwen changed his tone and spoke again, Baihu's cold sweat broke out, and he thought to himself: "Damn you, did you think of some other bad idea to mess with me?"

"Nai Nai! Sniff, sniff, you smell this smell, help me find this thing,"

Ye Xiuwen took out something that looked like an iron block.

This thing is called '镔铁', and it is a must-have for making profound weapons.

"Sniff what? I'm not a dog?"

Baihu raised his eyelids and closed them again, it doesn't care who you are!I won't play with you anymore.

"If you find this thing, I will let you go!"

"Ding!."

As soon as Ye Xiuwen uttered these words, the white tiger felt as if it had been injected with chicken blood. After sniffing desperately twice, it jumped out.

"Haha, damn it, wait for me?"

Ye Xiuwen tugged on the tiger's tail and followed.

This white tiger ran so fast, with the whistling wind behind him, only Ye Xiuwen could catch it.

Two hours later, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed. The original jungle was gone, in other words, there were sand and rocks everywhere.

Weathered cliffs, underfoot.

The white tiger's movements were nimble, and it jumped back and forth on the cliff. After walking for a quarter of an hour, it finally stopped.

Ye Xiuwen got off the white tiger, but saw someone lit a bonfire at the bottom of the cliff in front of him.

A dozen or so people surrounded the bonfire, led by mid-stage alchemy fighters, and two late-stage god-formation warriors, obviously a not-so-weak team.

On one side of the team, there was a wooden shelf with a person locked on it, who looked like a woman, and on the other side, a dozen people were grilling something to eat.

"Eh? Are you going to set fire to the living?"

Ye Xiuwen looked interesting, and was about to take the white tiger down, but found that guy had sneaked away.

"Hey? What the hell?"

Ye Xiuwen clicked, but didn't chase after it, because it was agreed that the white tiger would bring him to find Bing Tie, and then he would let it live.

At this time, although Bing Tie was not found, but a few people were found. Isn't this the time for me to act aggressively?
"Hi? Brothers, how are you!"

Ye Xiuwen popped out of the barley in vain, and the dozen or so people were so frightened that they all drew their swords and got up.

"A kid in the middle stage of transformation?"

When they saw Ye Xiuwen's realm, the leading martial artist didn't pay attention to Ye Xiuwen at all, but pointed with his sword, "Why do I see you so unfamiliar?"

"Yeah, yeah? I see you guys are unfamiliar too? But, I seem to be unfamiliar with everyone!"

To tell the truth, Ye Xiuwen felt strange to everyone, even people from Qianji Pavilion.

"Huh? I know this person,"

Ye Xiuwen tilted his head and saw that the woman who was hung in a 'big' shape turned out to be Mo Yu.

Mo Yuwan seemed to have fainted, his hands and feet were bound by four chains to wooden stakes like doorposts.

There is also a rope on the body, tied with a cross, strangled in front of the chest, protruding the chest, like two hills.

The hair also hangs down, covering half of the face.
There was a bluish cloth strip on his face, which made Ye Xiuwen feel good.

"Haha! You guys are so bad, you don't even call me when you play such an interesting game, you are too bad!"

Ye Xiuwen smiled wickedly, looking more excited than those dozen or so others.

"Eh? This kid? He even knew this woman. Could it be that he is also from Qianji Pavilion?"

The leader of the martial artist turned his strange eyes round, while the younger brother at the side stepped forward and said, "Brother? Does it matter if he is from Qianji Pavilion or from our Yan Sect? Kill him to silence him, no one will know anyway!"

"Okay, then you can do it!"

The leading disciple of the Yan sect winked at the kid, and the kid immediately came over with a sword in his hand.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What do you want to do to kill someone?"

Ye Xiuwen pretended to be terrified, but the boy didn't see it, he thought Ye Xiuwen was really terrified, he held a sword in his hand, and said with a sly smile: "Tsk tsk, you guessed it right, I'm going to kill someone to silence him, who told me Did you see something you shouldn't?"

The Yan Sect disciple yelled loudly, but Ye Xiuwen hardened again in vain, pinched his waist, and pointed: "Don't bully me just because I'm low. Cannonball, sensible ones, you are going to give me this woman,"

"I spit, your life is about to die, and you dare to negotiate terms with this uncle? Go to hell!"

That disciple of Yan Sect stepped forward, and he was already approaching, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen laughed in vain and said, "Hahaha! Let me tell you the truth? I have a skill. When I look at you, you will died,."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +100 in aggressiveness."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you got 6 for your pretense, and the system rewards you extra, 1000 for your pretense."

"Hahaha!"

Ye Xiuwen felt that this was so cool, he didn't pretend to be aggressive for three days, he was so suffocated, he didn't want to go out, the first one was forced, and he earned 1100 points.

"You are a braggart, you are a braggart, you stare at me, you stare at me, I, huh!"

That Yan Sect disciple scolded Ye Xiuwen for braggadocio, stood in front of Ye Xiuwen, and asked Ye Xiuwen to stare at him.

In the end, before he could finish speaking, he died with a creak!
"Are you paralyzed?"

The boy fell to the ground, kicked his legs twice and died, while the remaining Yanmen disciples looked at Ye Xiuwen as if they saw a monster.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, the intangible pretense is successful, and you get +200 force."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, the intangible pretense is successful, and you get +200 force."

"Ding Dong,"

(End of this chapter)