Thousands of miles of marriage are wirelessly opened, and the sky is scattered for whom.

No way? The little fat man plucked himself out with a word.

What does this make this group of brothers who are desperately working down there think?

Zhu Zhigang scolded in his heart, this is suffering, he can't say it, he can't give it to others if he has this little ability!

Zhu Zhigang just begged for a mentor and then arranged for him to come over this time, but he never thought that he would encounter disputes here, to say that he was not anxious would be nonsense, you must know that the guys here are not like the old man Gu, nor are they the patriarchs of the Seven Star Family, they have that kind of incense for themselves, and some things will not be done too much, even if it is Xia Ba later, he is forced to sacrifice himself. If he is blocked by Jin Futu, it will be a meat bun smashing a dog, others don't know his level, he himself can not know, then he hasn't figured out what realm, let him go up and not be stabbed to death by Jin Futu?

And he instinctively felt Jin Futu's malice, the kind of malice that was born with him, he let Chu Mingyang's eyes stare at him in response, he didn't move, one foot was already stretched out, just wait for the wrong thing and run away,

Jin Futu's eyes were spicy, looking at his movements, he had already noticed it, his figure flashed, and he was already above his only path, and his move was completely drained from the bottom of the kettle.

Chu Mingyang shook his three-hundred-pound body, looked at Zhu Zhigang with a serious look, and thought: Zhonglang Yin Master? He's not a fucking bale of cowardice, watching this guy's performance makes his brow furrow, the impartial outstretched right foot and the posture that is ready to turn.

"I ······" really let him say it accurately, this urine, he burned this guy's face.

The bitterness in his heart, how could the fat man in front of him understand, it's really not that he has a thin temperament, but that the form is compelling!

Jin Futu sneered at the corner of his mouth, at this time, he didn't feel any threat from the inheritor in front of him, which said a lot of things, or the qi was far beyond his cognition, or it seemed to be a silver spear wax spear, plus he looked like he was about to run just now, it was self-evident.

This idiot, still come here to watch the play so openly?

But the little fat man was there with a golden abacus, but he looked at Jin Futu with a cautious expression, a cheap look and a vigilant face. The reason why fat people can eat fat is largely because of people's measurements, and they can know what they really worry about, and they don't need to worry about it themselves, so they can let him rain and blow away, so that his heart is worthy of his flesh.

"I really can't think of it, who can make him so like a great enemy" Zhu Zhigang was still thinking about how to fry this plate, and suddenly he didn't know that a few strands of gold were already rolling behind him.

Jin Futu looked at the stupid appearance of this thing that he was still ignorant of, and said with a cruel smile: "From now on, there will be no Zhonglang seal master on the Yin and Yang Dao!" ”

The hands squeezed sharply.

The slender golden silk rushed forward like a dragon, and in the blink of an eye, it had disappeared into Zhu Zhigang's body, and a few small holes appeared in the clothes on his back, and the part near his heart was the most dense.

Jin Futu has been in the house for so many years, as long as the gold wire in his hand enters the other party's body, he will inevitably make contributions, again and again, scene by scene, it is this scene, and there has been no mistake, "hahaha······"

In this bloody battle, he originally thought that he could get rid of Tu Er, the opponent of the northern underworld, so that the secret things in the tomb of King Zikang would fall into his hands without any suspense, once it fell into his hands, his long-cherished wish for so many years would come true, but in the middle of the way, he suddenly killed a little fat man and brought out a big gift package, the value of this gift package is even higher than Tu Er, and all the previous deliberations have lost their meaning.

Jin Futu is not a clear height, let alone a shelf to show himself, but he knows that this Zhonglang Seal Lord may not be the most troublesome now, but the obstacle to his future is the most terrible, he remembers that when the master talked about the general trend of the world, he talked about the Zhonglang Seal Lord with a face of shock, he followed the master for so many years The only time he saw him like this.

Jin Futu turned around and laughed, the sound was in his ears, and all the scattered gold threads in the field returned, sticking to his right arm one by one, and grew up like skin again, and he who had already turned around and was about to leave, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The golden troubled silk that pierced the Zhonglang seal just now did not come back, and there was not a trace of blood in front of Zhu Zhigang.

"Why are you ······?" Jin Futu looked at Zhu Zhigang with a stunned face and asked.

"You can go, how do you want something? Something, it makes me itch so much~" Zhu Zhigang scratched his back from time to time, as if there was something, and everyone didn't know what was going on, until he came out with a few hairs in his hands.

Blonde shiny hair!

There was a cold air in the "hiss" field, and the golden abacus that the little fat man Chu Mingyang was constantly playing in his hand also forgot, Director Jiang and the deputy director in the office were able to swallow a cow with their big mouths open, and the "black widow" didn't know when she also stood up, and hummed vaguely in her mouth: "Whose new swallow pecks the spring mud, whose sycamore does not perch on the phoenix, Zhonglang Yin has been inherited." ”

"You're really pretending?" Jin Futu's face was dark, the cuffs of his right hand suddenly flew up, and the golden silk threads that had just been straightened out inside flew up messily, and he pointed at Zhu Zhigang with a trembling finger, not knowing whether he was frightened or angry.

Note: I've been thinking about it all this time, and I'm trying to figure out the outline of the story I'm trying to describe. I'm also thinking about how to be more expressive.,So when I update, I'll update a few sentences.,And then delete it.,And then use the code word again.,This keeps repeating things.,Please forgive me.。