"Erlang Zhenjun......" Wu Quxing said with a handful of snot and tears.

If he really screams like this today, then his dignity will be lost.

"Sun Wukong, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, leave a line in your work, and see you in the future."

Originally, Erlang God was not ready to take care of Wu Quxing, and he had no mercy for this waste who had no ability and damaged his magic weapon. But now the two of them are grasshoppers on a rope, and Wu Quxing's face is dull when he is humiliated, so he stops him.

However, will Sun Wukong buy his account? Of course not.

"Erlang God, this is a fight between the two of them, don't interfere, if you want to fight, you will fight with me in a while." Mo Fan stopped Erlang God.

"Give you three seconds, if you don't scream, then I'll help you choose another solution and pull you around the streets." Sun Wukong threatened.

"I swear not to scream!"

"Three"

"Monkey King, don't be so desperate!"

"Two"

"One"

"Wait......"

"Why, you still don't want to scream, do you?"

Wu Quxing collapsed to the ground in decadence, and said with blank eyes: "I...... My name is. ”

"Master...... Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa! ”

"Be louder, you know, the back of the monkey's ear can't be heard clearly."

"Grandpa!" Wu Quxing's eyes were bloodshot, and he screamed angrily.

"Uh-huh, that's good, good grandson."

After teaching Wu Quxing a good lesson, Sun Wukong was in a good mood and walked out of the venue humming a small song.

Shame, shame!

Wu Quxing, who was lying on the ground like a dog, swore in his heart that in this life, he must let Sun Wukong repay it tenfold and hundredfold.

Endless resentment breeds in Wu Quxing's heart......

With the support of his subordinates, Wu Quxing staggered out of here, and when he walked out of the door, he turned to stare at Sun Wukong, his blood-red eyes seemed to devour heaven and earth.

"Erlang God, it's time for the two of us!" Mo Fan jumped into the arena.

"Today, let's divide the winners and losers, if you win, I don't care about the matter of the Howling Sky Dog, the previous grievances will be written off, if I win, you will consciously take a detour when you see me in the future." Erlang God followed and jumped onto the stage.

"Good!" Without too many words, Mo Fan stretched his body twice and rushed towards Erlang God.

Seeing Mo Fan deceiving himself, Erlang God also immediately put on a posture and tossed and turned to fight.

The two of you punch me and kick me, really hard and hard, rolling and jumping, all kinds of gorgeous martial arts are used, although there is no mana blessing, but it is also very powerful.

Mo Fan used his physical ability to the extreme, and his whole body was extremely hard, even if it was damaged a little, the energy in his body would repair it instantly. It stands to reason that Mo Fan has practiced the practice of refining the flesh, and it is natural that the flesh is strong, but after the two fought for dozens of rounds, Mo Fan found that the flesh of Erlang God was also very strong, far from being comparable to ordinary immortals.

Perhaps, Erlang God also practiced some kind of body refining exercises.

After fighting fiercely for a long time, Erlang Shen, who was originally full of confidence, gradually frowned, and he found that the fighting skills of the two of them were among the best, and the physical strength was Mo Fan's slight lead.

"This kid is not simple! Originally, he thought that he could only fight beyond the ranks by relying on a powerful poisonous insect swarm, but now it seems that his other abilities are not ordinary. Erlang God thought in his heart.

The fierce battle scene lasted for nearly half an hour, which was not weaker than the current martial arts blockbuster, and the onlookers watched the two jumping around, eating countless fists at each other without any incident, and they all began to feel visually tired.

"Stop!"

The two of them punched each other and stepped back at the same time, Jirojin shouted.

"Won't fight?"

"You and I both know that there is not much difference in strength between the two of us, and if we continue to fight like this, we will not be able to tell the winner for three days and three nights. How about ending in a draw rather than that? Erlang God said his thoughts, before, he thought that Mo Fan would only use some despicable means and had a contemptuous attitude, but now he gradually changed his attitude, and he felt a bit like a hero cherishing a hero.

"Don't worry, I won't trouble you in the future, and the previous things will be written off." Jirojin continued.

"I'm okay with that." Mo Fan smiled indifferently, originally he came to find Erlang God and Wu Quxing's stubble, just to build up his authority, so as not to make trouble for others in the future, and he didn't need to really fight to the death.

"Farewell." With that, Erlang God was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Mo Fan stopped him, "Can I ask you a question?" ”

"Say."

"I've heard that when we were in the Nether before, you always advocated exterminating us, why do you like to fight so much? It looks like everyone is going to fight. ”

Erlang God smiled slightly, he didn't expect Mo Fan to ask this question: "Do you want to know?" If you have the guts, come to my house! ”

With a bad aura, Erlang God left in a dashing manner, leaving behind a dusty back.

When this matter ended, there was naturally a "bloody storm" in the heavenly court, and all the gods and goddesses were spreading this matter, and Mo Fan and Sun Wukong were famous. Through this incident, many old immortals who looked down on the two of them and wanted to cause trouble also gave up this idea.

In short, Mo Fan and Sun Wukong lived a stable life, although their official positions were not high, no one dared to underestimate them, as if they were really in a high position.

After resting for a while, Mo Fan went to visit Erlang God, and he always felt that Erlang God seemed to be a person with a story, not as cold-blooded and brutal as he seemed from the outside. Such a person may be worth befriending.

"Erlang God, I'm here, why haven't you come to greet me?" Mo Fan directly ignored the two guards at the gate and walked all the way inside with a fan.

"Sit down by yourself when you come, I don't have anything to entertain you." Jiro's voice came from the living room.

Barking~

As soon as Mo Fan walked to the door, two hostile dog barks came from the room. When I went in, I saw that the Howling Sky Dog was lying on the ground in a prototype, and Jiro God was wearing plain clothes and was applying plasters to him.

"Alright, you go down first! By the way, ask someone to make a pot of tea. Erlang God commanded

The Howling Dog's injuries had recovered to the fullest, and he squinted at Mo Fan, leaving the room with fear and vigilance.

"How dare you come? Aren't you afraid that I'll lay a net in this room? ”

"You said it yourself, and I don't have any grievances and disputes, besides, I haven't violated the rules and regulations, you have no right to arrest me." Mo Fan found a stool and sat down directly.

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, I haven't been a guest in Erlang Zhenjun's Mansion for a long time, and the immortals of the heavenly court are afraid of me, and they all hide far away when they see me, for fear that I will catch their fault."

"Wouldn't I be honored, then?"