Chapter 1838: Nosy!

This kid must be loyal to the spirit race, such a person should be eliminated soon.
But after thinking about it, Kumamoto dared not act.
Glancing at the monk, his small eyes are extremely shrewd.
I was shocked again, I was afraid that this kid would not be easy to be deceived, but he still said: "Isn't my leader your leader? You don't know me, I don't know you yet? How long hasn't seen you, just pretend not Up?"
He could only continue to fool around, and at the same time, his mind turned sharply.
So he immediately recalled the other people near this person, chose a spiritual practice with an image similar to the one he had now transformed, and quickly transformed his image into the general image of that person.
"Hey, you are Ma Jiu? Boy, it's really you. I'm sorry, the light in the hole is dim, and I can't distinguish clearly." The troublesome spiritual practitioner apologized while approaching him, "Where did you go? "
I copy, this kid, one question after another.
Kumamoto has a feeling of exhaustion.
No, you have to leave this kid right away, if you talk to him a few more words, you might be exposed.
Thinking that the person he had just turned into was a few people away from this kid, and it happened to be at the corner of the lane. He immediately gave him a blank look, and Huo Ran stood up, took a few steps, and quickly turned across the lane.
Turning his head after turning the laneway, the small eye Lingxiu also got up and followed.
No, what should I do?
Quickly glanced at the alley here, God helped me, and even a few people were cultivating with their eyes closed.
He immediately activated the invisibility technique, and immediately flew to the bottom of the cave hanging, looking for a place to hide.
At the same time, Xiaoyan Lingxiu quickly came to the corner. Looking around, the Ma Jiu he was looking for was sitting on the corner with his eyes closed, and he was cultivating. He didn't even glance at him.
"Ma Jiu, what did you run just now? Did you become a guilty person?"
Xiaoyan Lingxiu grabbed Ma Jiu and awakened him from the practice.
When a martial artist is practicing, he hates being interrupted the most. Unless something big happens, they have to stop. If they are disturbed for no reason, they will usually get angry immediately, or even violently beat others.
Ma Jiu was so angry at this moment that he wanted to eat people's hideous appearance: "Squint your eyes, you and he will die!"
Just saying it was a punch, Ma Jiu was unprepared, and was knocked into the air with a boom, lying on the ground in pain.
He might never have thought that Ma Jiu, who blindly avoided him just now, would be so angry now that he dared to hit him directly.
"Ma Jiu, do you dare to hit me?"
"Ah, it's Angkor, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I thought it was some troublemaker who deliberately disturbed my practice, I'm sorry."
After the beating, Ma Jiu suddenly lost the courage he had just now, and his anger disappeared immediately, turning into flattery and flattery, and he couldn't help being careful.
"I ask you, why did you run when you saw me just now?" The little-eyed monk adjusted his breath before recovering, angrily, but after all he didn't fight back.
"Where do I run? I have been cultivating here for the past few days." Ma Jiu said aggrievedly.
"That's weird."
The little-eyed monk narrated Ma Jiu's behavior just now, while thinking, screamed fiercely.