The Bald Fool-You're Already Here, So Why Are You Still Hiding? Playing Hide-and-Seek with Me?

All brothers who have done express delivery know the word "express sorting". The red light will be turned on when Ultraman comes.

Even though Ao Bing has the blood talent of his direct descendant Dragon Race.

But when the realm and mana are blocked.

It is absolutely impossible to be comfortable in express sorting.

And Li Yuan said that it was necessary to make him feel tired and faint before he could rest.

It is simply more terrifying than ordinary torture.

Ao Bing also had a horrified expression on his face, and he knelt on the ground and hurriedly pulled Yellow Dragon's clothes.

"Patriarch, patriarch, I don't want to go to express delivery sorting, I really don't want to go, please!"

Yellow Dragon frowned, with a look of disgust on his face. He went up and kicked Ao Bing to the ground.

"As a direct descendant of Dragon Race, you don't know how to treat others with humility. Instead, you behave like this. You are simply the scum of me, Dragon Race. Get out!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and flashed yellow light, and a ray of innate Mysterious Yellow Qi fell into Ao Bing's body and turned into a chain.

In an instant, his realm and mana were completely blocked, leaving him unable to recover.

He could only be pushed by Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals into the prison car and headed straight for Kunda.

"If I remember correctly, Junior Brother Qiushou Xian seems to be a senior executive at Kunda."

"Let junior brother Qiushou Xian keep an eye on Ao Bing from time to time and don't let him play tricks!"

Yellow Dragon sighed and apologized to Nezha.

"I think this is the son of Commander-in-Chief Chen Tang Pass, Mu Zha and Nezha, we can be considered neighbors."

"From now on, you two will have free admission to the East China Sea. As the leader of Dragon Race, it is really shameful and guilty to see such a scum in Dragon Race."

"After a while, I will arrange for someone to send some magic weapons to my house. I don't know what to do?"

Nezha has never seen the world, after all, he was just born.

After all, Mu Zha has been taught by Li Jing for many years, and he still has the magnanimity of everyone.

He knew very well how noble the status of Yellow Dragon was, so he hurriedly checked it out.

"Senior, you are really too polite. We are very satisfied with the conclusion. There is no need for magic weapons or anything like that."

Yellow Dragon nodded slightly, he has experienced too much of this kind of human connection that gives each other face.

"Senior brother, are you here to ask about South Sea Eye?"

Li Yuan shook his head calmly and pointed at Mu Zha and Nezha with a smile.

"These two, one is Maitreya's scheduled direct disciple, and the other is Taiyi's scheduled direct disciple."

"Their boss, Jin Zha, is the direct disciple of Yaoshi Buddha. If things get serious, what will others think?"

As soon as these words came out, Yellow Dragon also felt a chill down his spine.

Now is the critical moment for Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

The opportunity for many people lies in Human Race, and it is also the time when the four religions are developing.

Therefore, everyone's master-disciple relationship usually appears in Human Race.

Unexpectedly, I actually got hit by him.

This wave is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and one family does not recognize the other.

Yellow Dragon frowned and looked back at the prison car that was driving away, filled with resentment.

"If the prison van is not ready yet, I will definitely insert a dragon-suppressing nail into his spine!"

"Even his Dragon Race bloodline was imprisoned. What an insult to the Dragon Palace's majesty."

Li Yuan smiled with a special meaning, put his arms around Yellow Dragon and whispered.

"Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, at this critical moment, many people are watching."

"East Sea Dragon King's biological son is this Dechen. Is there anyone who wouldn't like it?"

"Ao Bing has become like this today. As the leader of the clan, do you have any responsibility?"

"What's more, you are Investiture of the Gods, Divine Position, what is Nine Heavens True Ancestral Dragon Emperor."

"A dignified second-grade priest, but his control over Dragon Race is so loose. Can't he just watch the girl group's live broadcast all day long?"

Yellow Dragon was quite ashamed, thinking that he could not hide his little hobby.

I thought I could hide it with the mysterious man's vest.

I never thought that Li Yuan would express such feelings so easily.

Seeing this situation, Li Yuan also said cheerfully.

"Don't think that you are hiding well. The mysterious man has a vest."

"Don't forget, your senior brother invented Douyin."

"As long as Brother Wei wants to check something, all he needs to do is make a phone call and move his fingers, do you understand?"

Yellow Dragon shouted with a firm voice and a serious expression.

"Please rest assured, senior brother, when Investiture of the Gods Tribulation is over, I must let senior brother see a completely different Dragon Race."

Li Yuan reached out and patted Yellow Dragon on the shoulder. ZXin showed a kind expression and said softly.

"Brother, I naturally believe in you. Dragon Race's character is indeed influenced by his bloodline."

"But none of these can be used as reasons. Just relax when you need to. That's okay."

"Tell me, my master, your uncle is still racing on the track all day long."

Immediately his eyes fell on Mu Zha and Nezha.

Mu Zha stepped forward with great discernment.

"Junior pays homage to Li Shangxian. I also thanked him for his help just now."

Li Yuan waved his hand casually and said with a smile.

"It's just a little effort, not to mention that you two are the direct disciples appointed by a poor Daoist acquaintance."

"If Dragon Race is injured, then the misunderstanding will be huge."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Zha asked curiously.

"May I ask the Immortal, who are our teachers?"

Li Yuan smiled slightly, responded, and waved to the void.

"Silly bald man, you're already here, and you're still leaving the cat alone to play hide-and-seek with me?"

"My bald head is shiny and shiny due to the sun, and I can't hide it at all."

"Why do you Western Sect people have to have no hair?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the void rippled, revealing a young man with a big belly and a kind smile on his face.

"Amitabha, senior brother, you don't understand. These are trouble threads. They are not strong enough to keep. They are not in line with our Western Sect teachings."

"If senior brother wants to try it, I can help senior brother get rid of the troublesome threads."

Li Yuan quickly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"That's not necessary. Your enthusiasm is a bit too much, you presumptuous fellow."

"My hair is tied to my appearance. It cannot be shaved, absolutely not."

Speaking of shaving his head, he suddenly rolled his eyes and murmured with a wicked smile.

"But we can let the three Yang brothers and sisters give it a try during the first lunar month."

"This is Primordial World. Haotian will probably be really unlucky for a few days."

Maitreya has arrived in front of Mu Zha.

"Amitabha, poor monk Western Sect gold medal lecturer Maitreya, you are the direct disciple of poor monk."

The stunned Yellow Dragon suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yuding's direct disciple, doesn't he have an apprentice?"

As soon as these words came out, Maitreya was so angry that he laughed helplessly.

"If you don't use that ear, you can donate it."

"Reservation means pre-ordering, ordering in advance."

Mu Zha pointed at himself blankly.

"So, I am actually a commodity?"

Maitreya sighed, showing an expression of despair.

"Tired, destroy!"