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Chapter 501 Stop the injury with injury

"No!!"

When the monk and Taoist saw it, he immediately screamed with a twisted face.

This hateful cow is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

My conscience is greatly damaged.

Not only did it poop, it pooped a lot.

"Ah~hahahaha~~"

Wei Wu immediately laughed and became Sister Pomegranate.

His mouth was almost crooked.

What is the turn of fortune?

This is called the change of fortune!

Last year, outside Tonggu Village, Wei Wu was caught by a monk. He was also a calf, a little smaller than this one. It made a loud splash and pooped a large pile of thin cow dung. The monk forced him to use the cow dung to pinch the little man.

Cow dung, pinch? Villain?

That memory once became Wei Wu's nightmare.

Every time I think of him, I feel extremely nauseous. I always feel that my hands have a lingering smell of cow shit that cannot be washed away.

It's fine now.

Don’t bully young people into poverty even if the mountains don’t turn and the rivers turn!

Now Mr. Wei is more powerful than all of you combined.

Come on! Take revenge!

"Pinch, pinch it for me!" Wei Wu pointed at the cow dung, he was more excited than breaking through the external force. There is nothing more satisfying than revenge.

Previously, because of the mediation by his mistress, the two parties shook hands and made peace, so Wei Wu had no reason to get angry.

Okay now, you can bring it up yourself.

This beating was really worth it!

"Wei Wu, don't go too far. Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the guts, kill me. I will never pinch you, absolutely not!"

The great monk was extremely tough and looked determined to refuse to obey.

However, his determination to die was only shattered by Wei Wu's Rufeng brain, and he persisted for more than ten breaths.

Wei Wu didn't play anywhere, he only played the two rows of ring scars on the top of the monk's head.

With the blessing of external strength and bullish strength, every one of the monk's ring scars became protruding.

That's called a towering head, just like the cockscomb.

"Oops~"

"Stop, we have something to discuss, it's easy to discuss!"

“It’s not recommended to hit people!”

The great monk cried out in pain. At this moment, he and the Taoist priest were not only unable to defeat Wei Wu, but also had their acupoints sealed by Wei Wu.

He has no ability to resist at all, and I don’t know where this bastard learned how to do it accurately.

"Pinch...or not?" Wei Wu crossed his hands and his voice sounded loud.

"It's not that we don't pinch it, it's that... we can't pinch it anymore."

At this moment, the Taoist priest spoke. He pretended to be weak and said: "We encountered a dragon-slaying demon on the way here. We suffered internal injuries after a battle, and...we were beaten by you again. I will

We have only one breath left to hang on, and we really can’t hold it anymore. Your Majesty, please let us go."

While talking, he was still lying on the ground, pretending to cough.

Not to mention, at the moment he has a bruised nose and a swollen face, and looks miserable. If you are soft-hearted, you can easily be deceived by him.

The fat man also hurriedly said miserably: "Yes, we are all injured internally, Wei Wu, Brother Wu, misunderstanding, it is all a misunderstanding."

"Isn't it true? You were all injured by demons?" Wei Wu looked serious, blinked and said suspiciously: "You are not lying to me, are you?"

"In the battle of dragon slaying, demons are everywhere. I will never lie to you. I will lie to you that the monk is a puppy." The Taoist priest raised his hand and made a gesture of swearing.

"Well... ok, since you swore, I can only believe you. I won't pinch you anymore. I'll help you check your injuries." Wei Wu sighed, with a look of relief on his face, and left.

He went to the Taoist priest and took a look, then he said in surprise: "Oh no, what happened to you is the Seven Injury Fist!"

"This injury is very vicious, what should I do?"

"Oh, by the way, as you just said, fight injury with injury and fight fire with poison."

Wei Wu suddenly realized, and then he waved his fist without saying a word in the horrified eyes of the Taoist priests and monks.ωωw.

"Dong~dong~!Dong~" The sound reached my ears, and the fists hit my flesh.

The Taoist priest and monk screamed in agony, and when the beating was over, they were lying on the ground unable to get up.

After beating Wei Wu, he bent down to watch again and said to himself: "You haven't gotten up yet?"

"Alas~ It seems that the force used to deal with injury is not strong enough and the effect is not good. Let's try with more force."

After saying that, he started to roll up his sleeves, looking like he was ready to do something.

When the Taoist priests and monks heard that they were still holding tight, they summoned up the last breath of immortal energy and jumped up while shouting in horror:

"No, no, no!"

"The injury is much better, the injury is much better."

"Thank you."

"Thank you?" Wei Wu crossed his hands again, put the snake on the stick, and said, "How can I thank you?"

When the monk and Taoist heard this, his face turned as green as a frog and he was about to cry.

They figured it out clearly that if they didn't pinch this shitty guy today, Wei Wu would keep beating him until they agreed to pinch him.

All the beatings in the process were in vain.

If that's the case, then don't take it anymore. You can't escape.

If the fight continues, someone will really die.

"We... will show you a shit pincher." The monk said with a sad face. People under the eaves had to bow their heads.

"Okay, I'm a teachable kid, I appreciate you very much!" Wei Wu immediately gave him a thumbs up, his smile almost reaching behind his ears.

What you want is this effect.

The feeling of strength is great!

"Then what are we pinching?"

The Taoist priest also gave in. Since he couldn't escape, he would leave Qingshan here and take revenge as a man. It's not too late in ten years. By the way, he would like to greet the eighteen generations of Wei Wu's ancestors one by one.

"What are you pinching?" Wei Wu pondered, then suddenly rolled his eyes and grinned: "You just pinch a Green Ox Immortal, the kind that looks lifelike."

"Great Immortal Qingniu?!" The monk and Taoist priest exclaimed.

So, half an hour later, under Wei Wu's critical and gesticulating command.

A cow dung statue of the Green Ox Immortal stood up tremblingly.

Ho!

The nose is a nose, the eyes are eyes, the face is covered with a mask, and the crotch is a green cow, that is called a statue.

That's called lifelike.

That's killing two birds with one stone.

When Wei Wu saw this, his hatred disappeared, he looked up to the sky and laughed, led the cow, and left with satisfaction.

The two of us are left, you look at me and I look at you, gnashing your teeth in hatred.

"Monk, this bastard's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. He must have received the teaching from the Great Immortal Qingniu!" the Taoist priest said with certainty.

During the time of Lu, the Great Immortal Qing Niu spread the Dharma vigorously. It was no secret at all.

"Then let's..."

The monk moved and instinctively looked at the newly formed statue of the Great Green Ox Immortal Shit.
Chapter completed!
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