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Chapter 145: Your Majesty the Pope, you have been fooled!

In a certain Landlord's room, cheerful music was beating.

There was already a person waiting inside. The avatar was a cartoon version of a handsome uncle with a bad beard, named "The Melancholy Old Man", and the signature was "No matter how strong the wine is, it can still soothe the faint sadness in the heart."

As soon as he saw Feng Yuande come in, he raised his thumb and said, "Xiao Dezi, your online name and signature should be replaced. It's so unstyled and too old-fashioned, it's hard to attract girls."

Feng Yuande's name is "Virtue and Respect", and his signature is "I examine myself three times a day." There are also some knowledge about purple clay teapots in the space photos and photos.

"Haha, Brother Pao, what do you think you should change?" Feng Yuande changed his majestic and serious attitude when he was working on weekdays, and his tone was a bit hippie and smiling.

"We have to change from beginning to end, the name is changed to "Director of East China", and the signature is changed to "No matter how much money you have, you can't find the sour and sweet taste of your first love." Change some photos of luxury cars and villas in the space. In short, how can the rich people come? At that time, there will be little sisters from all walks of life, and they will come to you to reminisce about the taste of your first love one after another." The melancholy old man gave a series of suggestions.

Feng Yuande wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, and held a purple clay pot and poured several sips of tea, but he couldn't calm the waves in his heart. He smiled dryly and said, "Brother Pao, I can't resist the group of monsters coming to tear it down. By the way, your apprentice is good, with good character, strong ability, and very clean and refreshing. Do you want me to introduce him to a girlfriend?" Enter subtitles URL: ПNew Chapter

"Girlfriend Hehe" the melancholy old man laughed, "You can try it, see if he wants it or not."

"Why don't you want to?" Feng Yuande was slightly surprised. Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and almost spit out a sip of tea. He widened his eyes and said, "You can't just take the story your master told you to your apprentice."

"Why can't it be?" The melancholy old man laughed, "I remember that I had been deceived by that story for decades. Unfortunately, the old man has already gone to the Crane Fairy, and he has no place to report it if he wants to take revenge. He finally accepted an apprentice, and he must continue the fine traditions of our lineage."

Feng Yuande was sweating in a waterfall, thinking that the only tradition in the world is that your family is so different. He couldn't help but feel sympathy for Xiao Yan, and said weakly: "Will this not be good? Xiao Yan's parents are counting on holding their grandson as soon as possible."

"There is nothing wrong. This will allow him to concentrate on his cultivation and achieve his magical skills as soon as possible. Besides, my disciple has a strange encounter, and he may reach the pinnacle in less than thirty years old." The melancholy old man replied seriously, "And the young people are not as cute as we were before. Maybe not long after, he discovered it himself and let it go. By the way, hasn't that man come yet, why are he so stubborn?"

Feng Yuande thought that was right, so he didn't say much about Wang Yan. He took a sip of tea and said, "I have sent him a message, he should be here soon."

As he was talking, the system prompted "Pope of Light" to enter the room.

The melancholy old man immediately started to mock the mockery mode: "Don't be so arrogant, you have to hang your title everywhere you go, change your name? Your name looks like a middle school boy who has read too many fantasy novels."

"Hmph" Pope Guang snorted in dissatisfaction, and made a proud expression of curling lips and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Instead, he greeted Feng Yuande very politely: "Director Feng, I will teach the saint to go to China this time, thank you for your care."

"Haha, you're polite, it's OK, it's OK." Feng Yuande smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, so why not play a few cards first." Then he clicked to start.

The melancholy old man clicked on the start, and the Pope of Light also clicked on the start.

Next, a familiar voice sounded.

"I'll ask the landlord to grab the landlord, I'll grab it." The landlord was finally snatched away by the melancholy old man.

"Snatch and grab, you know you're robbing everything." Pope Light could no longer suppress the anger in his chest, "You try your best to play a card, and you'll still get bad cards." He took Zhang Xiaowang, the Pope Light, who was three or two. Especially when he saw the trump card he was furious, he was angry when he saw the king and one or two in the trump card he had found.

"God-given resources, those who can do it are there." The melancholy old man said lightly, "What's wrong with my bad card? I will beat you."

"Haha, I want to see how you win," Pope Light sneered and sarcastic, "You think this is playing Landlord on the spot, and all kinds of disgusting tricks are emerging one after another. Playing cards at speed, you are afraid of your wife's soft-footed shrimp."

"Just just play a card, can you use tricks?" the melancholy old man sneered, "Little Dezi, don't interfere, let me fight with him one-on-one to see who is the soft-footed shrimp. One card three."

"If you fight alone, you will fight alone, one piece of six tubes." Pope Light suppressed Zhang Liu with extraordinary momentum. But as soon as he said it, he regretted it. This was obviously a landlord, and he was born to be a peasant to fight a landlord. Why should he fight alone?

Feng Yuande wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, smiled dryly and said, "Both are the top figures standing on the top of the world. Let's calm down, let's have something to say."

Lao Feng murmured in his heart, "Damn it, it's really not easy to serve these two people well." Once they get together, they will start to look at the top of the wheat, and neither of them will be happy."

It turned out that everyone was as close as a family, but that was the one that caused them to have a complete evil.

Simply put, Yan Zun and Pope Light teamed up to form a PVP dungeon, and the final spoils were blackened by Yan Zun. Of course, Yan Zun Black Pope also had a reason.

The globalized plan of peaceful coexistence for shemale and Concubine Yan Zun and Yao was strongly opposed by Pope Light. The Pope believes that humans are essentially different from other races, and peaceful coexistence is just empty talk. He even believes that all the alien intelligent life on the earth should be purified and eliminated.

To take a step back, we must also deprive the armed power of the aliens of the same species and cultivate their power, which is just a barren island for the aliens to survive. We must also be regulated by humans at all times.

Even the Pope tried hard to persuade Yan Zun to break up with Concubine Yao, which aroused Concubine Linghu Yao's strong dissatisfaction with Pope Light.

What Lao Feng knows is probably these versions. No one knows the real deep reason. As for their main fight, Lao Feng can only let them go and pass it constantly.

"A sharp." The melancholy man played again.

Now, Pope Light hesitated. If you don’t dismantle or not, you can only use Xiao Wang to top it up, and the other party will be crushed to death by the king.

To dismantle, use the first move to force the opponent's king to come out. The opponent has one or two, and it is just right for Xiao Wang to use the control.

"One picture and two pipes"

"Haha, you are fooled by the Pope." The melancholy man let out a series of smug expressions and threw it out of the king's tube. Then he threw out a Little Six plane, and after being put into the tube, he threw out the K plane.

The poor Pope, three and two were dismantled, and could only watch the other party throwing out a two-round card. He hummed unconvincedly, "This mistake is here again."

Xianghu Community.

Wang Yan ran a few laps along the community, under a weight of 300 kilograms, which made him panting and sweating all over. His muscles and bones were as if he had been forced to massage, which was swelling and painful, but it was very sour and refreshing.

The little ferret was wearing a pair of small sunglasses and ran for several times, and even began to stick out his tongue and pant. This made Wang Yan speechless. After following him, the little thing became more and more lazy and delicious. He was already fat as if he was just Jingha. Under the delicate and white marten hair, it was full of chubby flesh when he touched it.

If this continues, you have to make up your mind and help it lose weight.

After returning home, he took off his weight and took a shower. Then he asked the little ferret to trot all the way and went out to buy breakfast. No matter how it acted coquettishly, Wang Yan just didn't hug it.

There is a row of shops at the entrance of the community. There is a small dumpling soup bakery shop with a thin skin and fresh juice, which is very popular with Wang Yan. It is this place where there are more people, and most of the residents in the community are bustling.

Wang Yan wore a baseball cap and big sunglasses. He finally dominated a double table and asked for five drawers to eat to make his stomach. Just this would have attracted everyone's attention. If it weren't for the cold soup and it was not delicious, Wang Yan really didn't want to eat it outside.

Pick up a steaming fresh soup bun, and the flow of delicious soup can be seen in the thin skin. It makes people feel appetite and appetite. You bite the skin lightly and suck the soup in one bite. The hot and delicious taste immediately fills the entire mouth.

The soup dumplings in this restaurant are neither sweet nor greasy, and are extremely fresh and fat. After eating them in one bite, Wang Yan's heart is filled with happiness.

"Crack and chirp~" The little ferret jumped to Wang Yan's thigh in protest, and his big, moist and lively eyes blinked at the soup dumplings, glittering. His two fluffy claws quietly hooked the soup dumplings.

"Pa" Wang Yan slapped its claws away and said angrily, "What's the fat, I just know how to eat all day long."

"Zhizhi" the little ferret turned his eyes and hooked Wang Yan's neck with his fluffy arms. His fat and cute face was touching Wang Yan's face intimately, acting cute, "Zhizhi~"

He put on a posture that you wouldn't let Xiaoxue eat, and Xiaoxue wouldn't let you eat.

This foodie is both coquettish and scoundrel, and Wang Yan is also drunk. He was so entangled that he had no choice but to divide it into a tray of soup dumplings and said, "Eat less, no matter how fatter you are, you can't even run away."

The little ferret raised his claws and made a victory position. As expected, Xiaoxue was still beautiful and cute. Brother Wang Yan liked Xiaoxue the most.

"You little pet is so cute." A crisp and nice voice sounded, accompanied by a clear and quiet fragrance of roses and flowers.
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