Fat Brother immediately retorted: "Get out! I am no longer the Star Demon Emperor, but you are still a strong Taoist ancestor. Who is more useless? And you can do it at home and do it and cook, and accidentally kneel on the washboard... I screamed so miserable, and I felt scared."

"Dog! Say it again! I'll beat you up."

"Just say it! Last time Xuanxuan wanted you to kneel down on the durian. If I hadn't been fooled by this emperor. Hahaha... ungrateful."

These two guys began to expose each other's shortcomings and complain about them...

And it started to tear up. As a pug, Fatty Brother, this kind of dog, has a lot of saliva, so he spits at Fu Hai directly.

However, the information revealed in this is horrifying!

It turns out that Fu Hai is actually a Taoist ancestor-level powerhouse of the Seven Stars Zhao Shen. And this chubby little pug - just like it claims to be, he was once the star demon emperor at the peak of the demon emperor!

However, he was bullied by a real ordinary human little girl every day.

It seems that Fu Yang is pretty good! After all, the one who bullies him is the Ghost King at least.

"Dog! Fight when fighting, don't spit, it's very disgusting, okay?"

"I just disgusted you! The men in your Fu family are helpless, and they are all controlled by their wives. It's just a hehe."

"You know what an egg...ah, damn you spit out of my mouth! Vomit..."

Fu Hai held a tree next to him and vomited.

Fat Brother was proudly beside him, as if he had won a battle. He shook his tail proudly: "Haha! Boy Fu Hai, this emperor won. I wonder if Brother Tianhuang, did I bully that boy Fu Yang so powerfully? But it once fell, and it should be more than ten times more miserable than my current state. I guess it is no longer as powerful as me..."

At the same time, thousands of miles away. Cheongdao City.

Ah, Ah, Ah!

A big fat cat lying in a pile of wine bottles, black and white, very much like a panda. He sneezes three times, and the smell of alcohol came out of his nose.

That’s right, of course this guy is Mr. Xiong’s fat cat!

"Well... I'm cursing and slandering. Which bastard is talking about this immortal?"

"What a fairy! Are you tired of pretending to be a fat cat? What's more, a hero doesn't mention his courage back then."

Fu Yang said, stretching out his hand and slaps three times in the middle of the slap...

It turned out that this man and the cat were now sitting secretly in the garden grass of Shangri-La Hotel and drinking!

Just a few hours ago, Mr. Xiong ran back from Laoshan to find Fu Yang, saying that today was the full moon night and the moon was cold. He was alone in Laoshan to monitor the movements, lonely and cold, so he came back.

Fu Yang was having sex with Weike at that time and coaxed her to sleep. He was in a good mood because he successfully learned about the conspiracy of Laoshan Shuzong yesterday.

So as soon as the fat cat suggested, he secretly got out of bed and slipped out, ran out to drink with Mr. Xiong.

Originally, Fu Yang said he would go out to find a place to have a midnight snack, but unexpectedly, Mr. Xiong, the fat cat, crushed a "storage talisman", and a bunch of things fell out from it...

In addition to beer, cocktails, liquor, etc., there are also braised dishes such as roast duck, roast chicken, pork head meat, etc.

This made Fu Yang strongly wonder whether this fat cat went down the mountain to rob a midnight snack shop in the city?

"I said fat cat, didn't you just ask you to go around Laoshan to stare at if there were any abnormal movements? Look, you are so aggrieved and pretentious!"

Fu Yang was holding a chicken leg in his hand, eating oily mouth, and pointed at Mr. Xiong.

"Oh... Boy Fu, you don't understand the loneliness of a cat!"

This guy was sitting in the grass at this time, looking up at a full moon like a jade plate in the sky, and posing in a very hesitant and literary manner.

I also recite the poem: "I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away."

It’s a pity that his chubby belly made Fu Yang just want to laugh at it...

But I still held it back.

Because although there are no catfish nearby, there are beer bottles everywhere! This thing falls into the hands of Mr. Xiong, the "three-no" monster, and I don't know what dirty tricks can be played against his anus. Fu Yang is still quite scared.

"Hey, Boy Fu! My master has finished reciting the poem, why don't you give me some applause?"

Slap sex!

Fu Yang clapped vigorously: "I read well, I read wonderfully, and I read quackly! But, I understand why you are so pitiful tonight and have to go down the mountain to drink with me. I guess, in the last time you and Linglong met in your previous life, it should be this full moon night on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, right?"

Master Xiong was surprised: "Ah? How do you know!"

"Nonsense! If you read a poem like this, and then analyze it based on the actual situation, you must be in heat! You have a heavy taste, don't like female cats, and like women! You must think of Linglong Dagu Master who is far away in Jincan Miao Village. If you reason about it, it must be that you have a story in your previous life."

Fu Yang continued to eat chicken, looking arrogant, "I am Sherlock Holmes".

Mr. Xiong walked over staggeringly and patted his shoulder: "Great and broad! You are smart enough. My confidence in you rebuilding that Shushan Ghost Sect has become more intense."

"That's! It's a must. When your two little brothers, Chiba and Xiajiu finished handling the business of the Dragon Palace Ghost Market, you can go to the mountains in Sichuan and Chongqing to start the infrastructure construction first. Hehe."

Fu Yang held up the wine bottle in his hand, his face red. Obviously, he was a little excited when he thought of this!

Yes... If you rebuild the Shushan Ghost Sect, you can become the leader of Yishan. And you are a big shot in the Creation School, and it sounds like you are very talented.

Of course, even if everything goes well, you can only quietly erect the mountain gate within one or two years. It is a long way to go to truly restore the level of prosperity that it used to be!

At least, we must first find a way to defeat the Ten Thousand Gods Cult and not dare to come out to make trouble.

You should know that the destruction of the Shushan Ghost Sect hundreds of years ago was caused by the fact that the Ten Thousand Gods Sects joined forces with the evil demons and heretics to take the opportunity to siege Fu Yang and Weike at the wedding!

Thinking of this, Fu Yang also had a breath of turbid air. He imitated Mr. Xiong and said, "Fat Cat, I don't understand your loneliness, and you don't understand my pressure either. The pressure is so high..."

Finally, each person and the cat were drunk, fell into the grass, looking up at the moon.

"Fatty cat, your belly is so fat. Let me lean on it as a pillow..."

Master Xiong said angrily: "Damn it! I still want to use your butt as a pillow."

He just did it and turned Fu Yang over - his face down! Then it leaned comfortably on Fu Yang's butt.

Sudden.

Puff puff puff...

Fu Yanglian farted three times, and it smelled so bad!
Chapter completed!