Chapter 1182 Scheming Dragon VS Dead Facial Paralysis

In front of them, Buddha is always strong, upright, ascetic, serious, upright, even stubborn to the point of being fragile.

If a person like Futu were to be included in a novel, he would stab himself to death for the sake of justice without even blinking an eye.

But who will tell them that the Buddha who was about to blew himself up to die with them one moment ago is possessed by some kind of ghost the next moment? How could such a mighty and unyielding hero become like this the next moment?

However, Futu didn't bother to pay attention to their thoughts. In his opinion, even if a group of dead people saw his bad side, they were just dead people. He believed in his sister, he was hurt like this, if she hadn't closed the door and released the dogs, it wouldn't be her.

(Nangong Jin: Who do you call a dog-_-#)

It was enough for Lu Xiaoxiao to see Tu Tuyin enduring his injuries. Thinking back to when they came over just now, her family's stupid Tutu wanted to die with these scumbags in order to keep Yuan Ling, Lu Xiaoxiao felt that My heart is pulled together.

Seeing that Nangong Jin has been standing stupidly since he came in and didn't move, didn't say anything if he didn't hit the enemy, but looked at Tu Tu with a sullen face, as if Tu Tu was his sworn enemy, he was instantly unhappy up.

"What are you doing looking at Tutu like this? The enemy is there! Why haven't you avenged Tutu after coming in for so long? Don't you feel sorry for my Tutu who suffered such a serious injury?"

Nangong Jin: ...Look, look, look! Do you know how eccentric it is? ! He knew it would end like this!

Distressed?

He feels bad ass!

He really wanted to poke a few holes in this scheming dragon himself!

Thinking of him, Nangong Jin, who used to be so glamorous and popular in the heavenly court, a person like Futu, who was not even qualified to talk to him on weekdays. A stupid dragon played tricks in front of him in front of him. And he can't complain!

Don't ask him why he can't complain!

Years of accumulation of life knowledge, if he does not choose to stand in line at this time, will he want to eat meat in the next month? Hehe, he can only buy a higher pillow to see if he can dream!

At this moment, his wife looked at him coquettishly, waiting for his revenge. And the scheming dragon on the side also looked at him, changed his pitiful appearance just now, and looked at him provocatively with his nostrils, still the same as before, without the slightest memory of awakening after returning to the cage.

Seeing him pretending to be a foolish dragon, Nangong Jin suspected that this guy might have had a little amnesia when he was rescued in the Antarctic continent, but he recovered soon. Otherwise, how could a stupid dragon play him around?

In fact, Nangong Jin's conjecture was true. It was true that Futu lost his memory for a while after Nangong Jin wounded his head with the Beidou Qiankun sword, but he recovered in less than three months. Otherwise, he would not be able to switch freely in front of people.

What is burning in Nangong Jin's heart is not anger anymore, but real fire of samadhi!

He was really not reconciled to being defeated by the stupid dragon!

But seeing his wife's eagerness to defend her shortcomings, Nangong Jin had no choice but to swallow this breath in her stomach. He raised a smile and said: "I haven't seen Tutu for a long time, and I miss him very much as a husband. Especially today, seeing Tutu sacrificing himself in order to protect my Yuanling, I feel even more touched. Ma'am, I promise you more." Look at Tutu twice, isn't Weifu allowed to look at him more? He is also Weifu's younger brother!"

Hearing this, Futu almost spat him a mouthful of dragon's breath. Facial paralysis! Fake death!

Nangong Jin didn't care what Futu thought of him, he just wanted his wife to be happy.

Sure enough, when Lu Xiaoxiao heard this, her mood improved.

"Madam, these 15 people have already committed capital crimes and are already dead, so don't worry about it." After finishing speaking, Nangong Jin walked up to the pagoda and said like a wolf with a big tail: "Come to Tutu, stretch out your hand, and I will give you a hand." Look at the injury."

Futu shuddered, knowing that this fellow was going to kill him again, so nervous that he shrank back slightly, but was held back by Lu Xiaoxiao the next moment.

"Tutu, don't be afraid, it's fine. Show him, you know he's very powerful, even if it hurts, he'll be fine in a while."

Futu felt like crying.

Sister, do you know this villain, he will make me so hurt every time!

However, the relationship between Futu and Nangong Jin is always going up and down. The two seem to have stayed together peacefully for three whole years, but there is never a day when things are really calm.

So Futu mourned.

Taking advantage of the Lord God's wife, and being hated by the black-bellied Lord God, how could he make this scheming dragon feel better?

So taking advantage of the opportunity to feel the pulse, Nangong Jindu injected a trace of strong true energy into Futu's body.

Now that Nangong Jin can reach the level of a lower god with only his soul, how can he be at the same level as the first-level Buddha of the Upper Immortal?

The true energy was rampant in Futu's body, the pain made his complexion turn pale in an instant, but it was tolerable.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Futu's pale face and thought he was afraid, so she patted him on the back lovingly and said, "Tu Tu, be good, don't be afraid, my sister is here."

Futu looked at Nangong Jin viciously, but Nangong Jin had already put on a caring expression and said, "It will be a little uncomfortable, but compared to your trauma, it is tolerable. Knowing that you are afraid of pain, I am already very It's mild, but you have serious internal injuries, I have to check carefully, please bear with it."

Bear with it! Bear with your sister, bear with me!

Scheming man! Scumbag! Facial paralysis!

Futu felt the innocence colliding indiscriminately in his body, and it was obvious that someone had hurt the sinews and veins of the stuffy nose, and it would be fine if he took a while to recuperate, but Nangong Jin used his supreme innocence to avenge his personal revenge. He forcibly slammed into his body, forcibly breaking through the blocked tendons. This kind of pain... well, only he knows it, and he can't show it yet.

Because I have shown that I am in pain before, and now if I show that I am in pain, my sister will think that he is hypocritical. He doesn't want it!

So Lord God saw the tricky little mind of this scheming dragon, and punished him vigorously. Seeing that the scheming dragon was being manipulated by herself so that she could only grit her teeth and hold on but could not make a sound no matter what, Nangong Jin felt that the pores of her whole body were opened.

The 15 traitors on the side wanted to leave, but they found themselves blocked by a stronger barrier.

A barrier at the level of a god!

Even if 15 of them join forces and spend ninety-nine eighty-one days arranging the most powerful formation they can, they still can't break the seal of a lower god with the power of the immortal.