[Lotus Cake] 101 ways to use Kuntian Ling

Intuitively, Ao Bing felt that this strange thing had no malicious intentions. He carefully touched it with his fingers, only to feel that it was soft and slippery, like a loach, and it slipped away as soon as he touched it.

Ao Bing thought for a while and said, "Nezha, don't struggle yet. Tell me, what is this?"

Nezha had been tied up for a long time, and he had already felt angry in his heart. He said angrily, "Just a rag!" After saying that, he was hit on the head by the rag.

"Hiss!" Nezha gasped, "This rag head is quite strong!" Then, another blow.

Ao Bing's eyesight recovered a bit, he took a general look, and smiled lightly: "I told you not to speak up, you'll get beaten up!" Like a cat, he gently rubbed the silk cloth under his hands," the child said Smelly, not bad in nature, you let him go!"

Nezha was not convinced: "I don't need to let him go, I will cut him into..." The red silk tightened, and Nezha could no longer speak.

Ao Bing shook his head, thinking that Silk Bu had the same temper as Nezha, quite violent.

"Let him go!" Ao Bing said, "I'll play with you."

Sibu, like a child who can understand human language, immediately let go of Nezha, and frivolously swept Ao Bing's shoulder with one end of Sibu, as if to say, "What tricks can you play!"

Nezha scrambled and scrambled to block Ao Bing, stopped him back, and shouted at the silk cloth: "He is injured, you have the guts to come at me!"

The silk cloth was sunken into the palm of your hand, and you shook it at Nezha as if chasing someone, the disdain was beyond words, and the translation was only three words - you can't!

Nezha was anxious and wanted to make a move, but was held back by Ao Bing.Ao Bing smiled: "I can see clearly, let me try." The ending sound is faint and slightly rising, which sounds like a baby to Nezha.

Nezha has a quick temper, no different from a bucket.But there is one thing, he is not a stubborn person, his actions and thinking are extremely fast.Especially in the face of Ao Bing, whenever the two have disagreements, Ao Bing will always win in the end.

"Okay." Nezha was very helpless.

Ao Bing closed his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his chin slightly raised, looking confident.This proud and independent appearance is so cute no matter how you look at it, Nezha can't help but get closer.

That's what he thought, and he did the same. He rubbed the side of Ao Bing's face with the back of his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful!"

The warm breath came into his ears abruptly, Ao Bing shrank back unnaturally, the surroundings were so calm that there was not even a trace of breeze, but his long eyelashes trembled non-stop, like the last autumn leaves hanging on the tree.

Suddenly, Ao Bing thought of something.

"Nezha, how many hands do you have?"

Nezha said inexplicably, "Two."

Ao Bing stepped forward and grabbed Nezha's right arm: "I caught one, how many are left."

"One."

"What if the left hand is also caught by me?"

Nezha realized what Ao Bing wanted to ask, and his cheeks suddenly turned red and hot.

Ao Bing saw that he hadn't said anything, so he let go of Nezha and walked towards the red silk.

Nezha turned around, only to see that the naughty red silk was bent into two human shapes, and these two people were actually kissing!

Nezha's heart tightened, and he immediately looked at Ao Bing, and saw that his eyes were still closed, but his thin earlobes were red.

Ao Bing walked up a few steps, came to the silk cloth, bowed his head slightly, waved his hands and said, "Come on!"

Silk Bu was even more impatient than Nezha, before Ao Bing finished his last word, he couldn't wait to attack.The silk cloth is about seven feet long, stretchable and shrinkable, both soft and rigid.At this time, he was churning and swimming, like a huge wave turning up on the sea, suddenly rushing towards Ao Bing.

Ao Bing couldn't see clearly, so he simply closed his eyes to meet the enemy.He heard the whistling of the wind, coming from all directions, and knew that he couldn't hide this time, so he could only force it.Immediately raise your palms, and respond with the Taoist continuous six-fold palm.

Sibu felt that the palm was extremely feminine, and there was endless gravitational force hidden in the palm, pulling him to Ao Bing's side in an instant, but he could only circle around him and couldn't get close at all.Silk cloth launched a strong attack, so powerful that even the old pine a hundred paces away shook slightly, and the leaves rustled.But Ao Bing didn't feel it, and stood indifferently in the vortex, as if he was forcing him to be stronger.

When the two fought for a long time, what they were competing for was their internal skills, and their moves were not fancy.

Nezha saw that Ao Bing had been defending for a long time, and felt anxious, for fear that he would be hurt.He finally realized Ao Bing's restless feeling when he was trembling with the snake demon.

Perhaps sensing Nezha's mood, Ao Bing smiled in his direction.The next moment, he broke through the protective qi and struck the three to five inch line with his palm.

This move seems ordinary, but it reflects Ao Bing's many years of practice.

The silk cloth is agile, coming and going without a trace like swimming in water, and it is not easy to grasp its three or five inch thread, not to mention that Ao Bing still has his eyes closed, relying entirely on a pair of sensitive ears and rich practical experience.What's more, there was a lot of power in his palm, and the moment he touched the silk cloth, he suddenly used the spell of freezing, and the seven-foot silk cloth immediately froze into a piece of ice, unable to move.

The corner of Ao Bing's mouth twitched, and the silk cloth couldn't help but push out his palms again.This palm was so firm and pure, the frozen silk had no advantage in agility, so it could only be grasped abruptly.

With a few chi chi sounds, the silk cloth was broken into several pieces, flying around like broken butterflies.

Nezha clapped his palms and laughed: "Okay! Ao Bing is the best for me, tear up this rag and vent your anger for me!" He ran forward and grabbed Ao Bing, "What happened to your eyes, can't you see clearly? ?”

Ao Bing said: "It's much better, in fact, I can already see clearly."

Ao Bing moved too fast just now, so Nezha didn't see clearly, so he quickly asked, "Tell me, how did you defeat the enemy!"

Ao Bing explained: "Actually, this silk cloth is no different from a snake. A snake has only one head, but this silk cloth has two ends."

Ao Bing sat down and explained to Nezha in detail, and Nezha became more and more amazed as he listened, and kept repeating: "It's wonderful, it's wonderful!"

Nezha couldn't help raising his hands to applaud, but unexpectedly the applause had already sounded.Looking back, the silk cloth has spliced ​​back its own body at some point, and now it is crossing its legs, listening with gusto.

Nezha pointed and asked, "Why is the cloth head back again?"

Ao Bing supported his head and thought for a while: "He should not be called Butou. If I guess correctly, this should be Huntianling."

Huntianling immediately nodded frequently.

Nezha curled his mouth: "Huntianling? I think it's bastard Ling, bastard Ling!"

Huntian Ling immediately waved her fist to beat Nezha.

Ao Bing stopped Huntianling, and continued: "Huntianling was originally the spiritual object of Daoist Taiyi, I don't know how it fell here, it's really strange."

"It must be that the Taiyi old man thought he was too annoying, so he kicked him out!"

Ao Bing looked at the two... tsk, Hun Tianling made himself into a human shape, and he can still understand human speech, so let's treat him as a human.When these two firemen get together, the world will be destroyed.

"Nezha, haven't you always said that you don't have any convenient weapons? I think Huntian Ling can give it a try."

Nezha immediately became displeased: "Weapons are my soldiers, you have to listen to me and fight wherever you point. You see, this thing has a bigger temper than me. If it really goes to the battlefield, it might run to the enemy to stir up trouble." Guys, come and deal with me."

"He doesn't listen to you because he still doesn't obey you." Ao Bing said, "You have to find a way to subdue him."

"Conquer?" Nezha was lost in thought, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Huntianling had turned into a kitten and was rolling around under Ao Bing's hands.

Ao Bing's vision has recovered, his beautiful eyes are smiling like crescent moons, his face is full of tenderness and infinite tenderness.

"Conquer!" Nezha's black pupils slowly gathered into a focus, staring straight at the person he wanted to conquer.

Nezha felt that his life had never been so aggrieved.

Is that the spiritual object of Daoist Taiyi?It was a pug at all, clinging to Ao Bing's ass all day long.

Whether eating or practicing, he relentlessly squatted beside Ao Bing.What's even more exasperating is that when sleeping, Huntian Ling will turn into a red carpet, covering Ao Bing tightly.If Nezha wanted to catch Ao Bing, Hun Tianling would reach out and beat him.

Nezha rubbed his red wrist and looked at the two with dissatisfaction.

Ao Bing was practicing boxing, while Huntianling sat beside him with his head propped up to watch.Even though Huntianling doesn't have facial features, she can see that nympho expression from far away.

Nezha was furious, picked up a stone and threw it at him, before he could touch it, Huntianling caught it with his backhand and threw it into the pond.

During these days, Ao Bing is not having a good time either.He used to take care of one child, but now he takes care of two, and they still don't like each other.He really didn't know how these two people forged such a big hatred.Especially Nezha, who always hangs his face, neither smiling nor annoyed.

Once when he practiced with Huntian Ling, he turned his head inadvertently, and found that Nezha was standing beside them quietly looking at them, his eyes were full of resentment - he wanted to break his head, but he couldn't find a word that was more appropriate than the word "resentment" .

Ao Bing wanted to have a heart-to-heart chat with Nezha, but he finally caught Huntian Ling's chance to go out to have fun, pulled him aside, and asked him what's wrong.Nezha tilted his head, and said indifferently, "I'm fine!" Ao Bing was so blocked that he couldn't speak anymore.

The three of them stumbled for a week, and one day Ao Bing suddenly heard the call of the Dragon Clan.

This is the horn sound made by a special conch shell, which can only be heard by dragon people.And this time the rhythm is very fast, there should be something important happening, urging him to go back.

Ao Bing didn't dare to procrastinate, he raised his foot to leave, but suddenly seeing Nezha looking up at him, he stopped involuntarily.

"Nezha, come here!" Ao Bing waved at him.

Before Nezha left, Hun Tianling jumped in front of Ao Bing.Nezha immediately became unhappy, and Lao Gao pouted, "No!"

Ao Bing looked at Nezha, patted Huntian Ling and said, "Don't make trouble, I have something to say to Nezha." In a blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Nezha, "I don't know what you've been mad about recently!"

Nezha turned his back to him: "Who says I'm angry! I'm not angry at all, I'm very happy!" As he spoke, he deliberately laughed loudly a few times.

Ao Bing sighed: "I'm leaving!" Nezha was stunned for a moment, staring straight at Ao Bing, as if he was pondering the truth of this sentence.

"Are you back yet?"

Ao Bing was dumbfounded. To be honest, he didn't know either.