Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 116 The Night of the Decisive Battle
"Really Zhang, you forced me to do this."

Wei Wuji also stood up, and walked in front of Zhang Junbao with a sly smile on his face.

"Young Master Wei, it's okay to say, what is the real person afraid of?"

Zhang Junbao showed a provocative face, and saluted with fists together.

Niu Tingting smiled. I heard that in high school, these two guys were the treasures of the liberal arts class. One got the first grade and the other got the last one, but they can become close friends, which is a miracle.

"Tell it quickly. This is an impromptu story. If you think about it for too long, it won't be fun."

Someone urged loudly.

"Really Zhang, you accidentally bumped into Sister Feng's arms!"

Wei Wuji pointed at Zhang Junbao's nose and said.

Zhang Junbao shuddered when he heard that.

too horrible!
Everyone gasped.

"Then you fell in love with Sister Feng."

Wei Wuji suppressed his laughter and continued.

"Ha ha!"

The crowd laughed.

Zhang Junbao's expression at the moment was as if he had eaten shit.

"In the end you married Sister Feng."

Wei Wuji shook his head regretfully, and patted Zhang Junbao's shoulder to express his comfort.

Everyone held back their laughter and looked at Zhang Junbao sympathetically.

Zhang Junbao's face was ashen, as if he was really immersed in Wei Wuji's three-sentence story.

This is such a frightening, funny and sad story!
"Okay, everyone, go to bed early, and continue on the road at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Chen Nong smiled and gave the order.

Everyone got up and entered their tents.

Wei Wuji helped Chen Nong to extinguish the bonfire, making sure that no sparks were left behind. When he turned his head, he saw Liu Zhijing standing aside with a dull expression on his face.

"Old Liu, looking at your face, it seems that Lao Fang ran away with someone?"

Wei Wuji asked with a smile.

"Almost, she was abducted by your Tingting."

Liu Zhijing was in a depressed mood, which was completely different from what he had expected.

As expected, he would sleep with Fang Zhu, and Wei Wuji would sleep with Niu Tingting, but in reality, Niu Tingting and Fang Zhu entered the same tent, and now he has to sleep with Wei Wuji, the reality is so fucking cruel!

"Old Liu, you're so nasty, that's all I'm going to say. Do you really think that Professor Chen will let you sleep together?"

Facing Liu Zhijing's innocence, Wei Wuji was completely speechless.

Liu Zhijing looked up at the starry sky blankly, and after a while, he got into the tent with a long sigh.

Wei Wuji was about to go in, but he saw Niu Tingting poking out of the tent next to him, walking towards him with a coy expression.

"I want to pee!"

She lowered her head and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Just go, why tell me?"

Wei Wuji suddenly understood, went to the tent, took out the flashlight, and said with a smile, "Let's go!"

Niu Tingting originally wanted Fang Zhu to accompany her, but Fang Zhu got into the tent, got into the sleeping bag, and slept like a pig.

From the slope up, there is a dense pine forest.

Niu Tingting found a big tree, and it was convenient to go to the back. When she came back, she saw Wei Wuji sitting on a rock, staring at the phone screen with excitement.

"Are you watching something inappropriate for children again?"

As she spoke, she walked over, stared at the screen, and said with a smile, "Are all the people in this group stupid? Iron Man, Tang Sanzang, Hulk, vampire, so funny!"

"I'm also in the group."

Wei Wuji raised his head and glared at her, and then said, "There will be a very exciting live broadcast soon, why don't we go back after watching it here?"

"Okay, anyway, I'm not too sleepy!"

The stone was very wide, and Niu Tingting sat down next to each other, resting her head on Wei Wuji's shoulder, staring at the fast scrolling messages on the phone screen.

Tang Sanzang: Wuji, do you want to bet?
Wei Wuji: Is it okay to have one hundred virtue points?
Tang Sanzang: Is that all?

Wei Wuji: Master, I also want to bet more, but I only have so much at present.

Jiang Ziya: Of course, one hundred points is fine. Wuji, I will give you a back door. If you lose, you will lose one hundred points. If you win, you will be multiplied ten times.

Wei Wuji: Mr. Jiang can keep his word!

Just now he looked at his goodness points, currently there are only more than 300 points, betting a hundred points is enough to make him feel distressed.

"Why do I feel like I'm reading a heavenly book?"

Niu Tingting didn't understand at all and asked softly.

"Just think of us as a bunch of psychopaths!"

Wei Wuji laughed.

Look at the time, there are still 5 minutes to go, and it will be eleven o'clock.

Qianliyan and Shunfenger are still chatting and spanking with Tang Sanzang and others.

It stands to reason that the live broadcast should start a few hours in advance for such a large-scale decisive battle. From Monkey King and Reaper's respective preparations to interviews with them, a complete follow-up can be regarded as a perfect live broadcast.

Wei Wuji silently gave a bad review to Qianliyan and Shunfenger.

Wei Wuji: Should we pat the fighting arena so that we can feast our eyes first? @clairvoyance

Clairvoyance: The Great Sage did not start the live broadcast until after the decisive battle started, and the little god did not dare to advance in order to avoid being beaten by the Great Sage.

Wei Wuji cursed secretly, and said in his heart that he will let Brother Hou beat you up.

Fortunately, 5 minutes passed quickly.

When Qianliyan transferred the battle scene to the group, Wei Wuji thought it was lying.

The Internet speed is really bad in this broken place, it takes a long time to scan pictures, and if you want to watch live video, it is useless to pray to Buddha and Bodhisattva.

When I swiped out of the screen, I saw a golden stick as thick as a mountain, smashing it forward, and then the screen froze.

When the screen moved again, I saw a skeleton taller than a mountain, wearing a black cloak, with a bony arm shaking, and a huge sickle, spinning forward, which was terrifying.

Then the screen freezes again.

Wei Wuji was so angry that he wanted to smash the phone, but he had no choice but to wait patiently.

Fortunately, from the chat records under the live video, we can roughly guess who has the upper hand at present.

I thought Brother Hou would be able to defeat Death in seconds with three sticks, but I didn't expect Death to be very strong. After fighting for dozens of rounds, he didn't lose the wind in the slightest.

"what!"

When the screen was swiped again, the scythe of the god of death spun and cut Monkey King's neck with just one click.

Niu Tingting was so frightened that she let out a scream, which resounded through the mountains, waking up many classmates who had just fallen asleep.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Hearing the scream, many people thought that something had happened and got out of the tent one after another, but then Niu Tingting's voice came from the hillside.

Listening to that voice, it seems to be...

"come on! Come on……"

Wei Wuji and Niu Tingting were shouting at the same time, it was extremely rampant and shameless.

Everyone looked at each other, especially Chen Nong, whose lungs were about to explode.

Even if Kui Ye went to do something secretly on the hillside, it doesn't have to be so high-profile, right?

Several boys, holding flashlights, discussed sneaking up to take a look, but were stopped by Zhang Junbao and others.

Although Wei Wuji felt that Wei Wuji was not as good as a beast, but as a brother, he naturally had to protect his brother's good deeds.

"Go back to sleep!"

Chen Nong had no choice but to drive everyone into the tent.

Fortunately, there were no more exaggerated voices coming from the hillside, but the hearts of the men and women in the tent were already agitated.

At this moment, Wei Wuji and Niu Tingting had already climbed to a higher place, and the network was indeed much better. Although it would buffer sometimes, the screen would reappear after a few seconds.

Sun Wukong's head, after being cut off by the scythe of the God of Death, did not return to its place. He held it in his hand, holding the golden cudgel with one hand, and resisted the scythe that kept looting.

The sickle of the god of death, the more Sun Wukong looked at it, the more he liked it. He only thought that if he could grab it, he would give it to Wuji, so that Wuji would have a great weapon.

(End of this chapter)