Out of nowhere, a flaming fellow ran to the edge of the river, waving and sprinting to jump onto the boat.

But where did Charon take care of him, he had an assessment task in his body, but he didn't think that he wasted most of his day in vain, he didn't choose, the ship sank many times, although it was an illusion, but every time he was forced to fall into the Yellow Spring, the feeling was still very uncomfortable.

In the face of a fat man, you can't say it, you have to pretend to be the first time you see it, and you look smiling, not to mention how aggrieved you are.

As soon as he saw that guy appear, he said to Mo Sang on the shore: "The old man has gone through countless misfortunes in his life, today he has comprehended the heavyweight strength of Your Excellency, no one will obey you in this life, and now that the soul world has been invaded by foreign races, if the great god kills this fang, the way out will appear!"

No fate is no fate, Charon knew that there were two more people who did not show up, but they were helpless, and finally decided to choose to let them go.

On the shore, Mo Sang was also confused when he watched the boatman leave inexplicably, he didn't understand why the other party said that he understood his strength and admired him very much.

Could it be that he already has the demeanor of the emperor of the realm?

Well, it must be like this!

Otherwise, how can the first meeting be terrifying!

It seems that he is really a big man who will stir up the storm in the future!

He patted his fat belly, looked at the guy who was on fire again, and said with a straight face: "Firefly, you damn guy actually hid here, you almost burned the emperor to death before, not to mention, and now you scared away the only fisherman who can cross the river, what should you be guilty of?"

"Idiot, this is Yellow Spring, where are the fish?"

"Bastard, you dare to call me a fool, you offended the emperor, now let's settle the new accounts and the old accounts together!"

Mo Sang said and quickly sealed, and directly threw a few attack spells over!

The firefly was originally in the late realm of the realm warrior, and it was also considered to have been in a hundred battles, and at a glance the sharp eyes knew that this fat man had an empty realm, but he had no actual combat experience.

Now that the other party has no companion and is just alone, he suddenly relaxed a lot.

"If you say you're stupid, you're stupid, how can you be my opponent if you fight alone!"

The fire spirit clan is good at karmic fire, and has an innate advantage in dealing with the soul, not to mention that this fat man is still an empty skin, so when he saw that the other party launched an attack, he also fought back, and several fireballs were thrown out in a row.

Mo Sang saw that he couldn't beat it, and he was scared for a while, he was too leisurely in pampering on weekdays, and now he obviously suffered a lot when he put it on the table.

"Thirty-six strategies are the best policy!"

He stimulated his momentum to the limit, made a feint and then turned around and ran, shouting while fleeing: "Two masters, this emperor is in trouble, quickly appear and kill the aliens!"

Mosu Daochang and Abbot Cangmei hid in the dark to watch a good show, they were choked by Mo Sang's anger before, and now they are worthy of him if they don't fall into the well, and they still expect to come to the rescue, don't even think about it.

When the fireflies heard this, they seemed to have a helper, and they hurriedly became weak, but after investigating for a long time, they didn't see a figure come out to help, and they yelled angrily: "Dead fatty, if you want the golden cicada to come out of its shell, there is no door!"

As he spoke, several fireballs were thrown in front of him.

With a "bang" sound, Mo Sang dodged left and right, but he was still smashed, although the dead branch showed his power to protect his life, but the original energy was emptied, he still fell to the ground crookedly, and he couldn't run anymore.

"It's over, the name of this emperor is going to be ruined in the hands of a little minion!"

Seeing this, the firefly scolded with a smile: "Dead fatty, run, I see you can still run there!"

"Brute, don't call me fat!"

"Hey, if you don't call you fat, then call you a big fat pig, what about your companions, why didn't they come to save you?"

"Bastard, they're coming soon, you wait for the emperor!"

Mo Sang shouted a few more times, and when he saw that no one was still paying attention to him, his heart suddenly cooled a lot.

"Your companion is afraid that he will fall to his death in the Broken Soul Cliff, you have a lot of fat and didn't fall to death, so you walked here alone, am I right?"

The firefly played with the fireball in his hand and pressed towards him step by step, although he was not very sure in his heart, but he still planned to test some news from the fat man's mouth.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to play with fire, it's not good to burn until there are many flowers and plants, we are both gentlemen, why don't you sit down and have a good chat?"

The remorse in Mo Sang's heart, he shouldn't have offended his little friend, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen to this point.

He pretended to laugh and laughed, and at the same time touched his hand behind his waist to fish for the spirit fruit.

"We fire spirits were born from lava, where are you going to dare to laugh at me!" Firefly was annoyed, and a few fireballs came out of his hand again, and all of a sudden the temperature by the river was dry and hot.

"It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, how can this emperor be insulted by a little miscellaneous like you!"

As the saying goes, a fight for a bicycle becomes a motorcycle, Mo Sang saw that he couldn't escape, so he simply stuffed more than a dozen spirit fruits in one mouthful, his eyes flashed green, and he was determined to fight a bloody road.

"Want to fight hard, look for death!" As soon as the fire spirit saw Mo Sang's posture, he didn't give him a chance at all, and under the seal, the five or six fireballs in his hand flew directly towards Mo Sang's soul aperture: "See if I don't burn you into a roast pig!"

As a result, there were too many spirit fruits, and I didn't swallow them in one go, and they were stuck in my throat.

Seeing that the other party made a move, but he couldn't even let out a fart, Mo Sang sighed desperately in his heart: "Hey, it would be nice if the three fats were here!"

At this moment, a back figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then the nine-character mantra resounded in the sky: "Lin, Bing, Fight, Fight, All, Array, Column, Front, Line..."

"Coming to the body, fighting the law, destroying the action, urgent as the law, edict!"

The Murmur Dao Chief appeared and quickly formed the seal, and as soon as he put his hands together, he saw that the fireball that could burn the air to the point of distortion was all extinguished.

The yin wind blew, blowing away the residual temperature, the corner of the firefly's eyes twitched, I didn't expect to really come to the rescue, this time he couldn't beat it, turned around and ran, but unfortunately as soon as he turned around, he was put on the center of his eyebrows by a finger.

Master Cangmei closed his eyes and said: "By the Huangquan River, the donor just wants to turn back now, there is no bank, Amitabha..."

Mo Sang saw it and clapped his palms happily: "Oops, fortunately, the two masters made a timely move, otherwise the baby would have been scared to death!"

"Didn't you say before that we were old gods who specialize in feudal superstition, why are we called masters now, and the poor road is really a little unbearable!"

"The master is serious, you two are living immortals, the emperor has eyes without beads, does not know Mount Tai, before the offense and please adults do not remember the villain, bear with me..."

"He also claims to be the emperor, if it weren't for the face of the Mi Ke boy, we wouldn't want to care about your, and the previous matter has not been cleared up!"

Mo Sang looked at the two gentlemen who looked like it was not too late to take revenge for ten years, and his eyes rolled violently, faster than the compass.

He shouted while fanning his mouth: "Master, master, living immortal, the junior has confessed your mistake to you!"

"Don't don't, don't don't, you will stir up the situation in the future, how can you call us living immortals, this title is too precious, you should keep it to yourself!"

"I didn't want to care about this, but if you really die here, we won't be able to explain, but we can still do it with a little hardship and a long memory!"

The two masters smiled at each other, put down their posture, and said to the fireflies: "This guy has rough skin and thick meat, you still need to roast it slowly, just don't kill us, you can play the rest freely!"

After that, the Taoist priest and the monk actually released the fire spirit again.

When Mo Sang saw this change, his heart rose to his throat, which clearly meant that he wanted to borrow a knife to kill people, so he helped to abuse, even if he didn't die, but he was lightly burned by the karmic fire, he was half-paralyzed.

"I was wrong, please two of you, you are both fellow countrymen, but you can't grow up to destroy your prestige, not to mention that the fireflies are still of another race, and they almost killed us in the Broken Soul Cliff, but they are not enemies..."

He cried and mourned, and forced out a few tears, hugging their thighs tightly and not letting go.

"Dead fatty, I almost forgot about it if you didn't say it, obviously you almost crushed us to death, and you twisted your ass a few times, playing tricks to pull hatred, right?"

"This..."

"I'll be angry when I think about it, let's go, we don't care about this, I deserve to burn you..."

"This..."

As soon as the fireflies saw that the three of them had an internal strife, and the contradiction seemed to have been going on for a long time, they took the initiative to speak: "As long as you let me go, the conscience of heaven and earth, I swear by lava that I will not burn him!"

"Two living immortals, do you see, that beast is provoking our deep traditional friendship again, you can't ignore me, woo wow..."

Mo Sang was out of options, seeing that the two masters were determined to give him some losses, he didn't even want to lose face now, so he cried loudly!

The dignified figure who claims to be the future Spirit Emperor, this crying woman is sensational, tears are falling, tears are in her eyes, and she doesn't say anything about her face...

The masters wanted to laugh, and they were about to hold back their internal injuries, but they also knew that the fat guy was brilliant if he gave him a little sunshine, and if he didn't completely clean it up this time, maybe one day the bull's nose would be upturned again.

So he complained seriously: "Don't call us living immortals, why are you disobedient, if you don't have any memory, then you will forget the pain after the scar, and you can't say that we are old gods?"

What kind of means is this?

If you want to say that people are old and fine, it is not a matter of taking advantage of the danger of others, it is not a matter of picking bones in eggs, what you want is that you Mo Sang has an attitude, usually you are coaxing, you are used to drinking and drinking, and now you have to ask for others, then you will completely strangle your arrogance in the cradle at one time.

In the same sentence, ginger is still old and spicy!

The fat man was in a hurry, and when he saw the fireflies rubbing the fireball again, he hurriedly swore to the sky: "Two masters, in the future, you can call it whatever you want, Xiao Sangsang, I will serve you before and after the saddle, and it is all a matter of carrying shoes and running errands.

To say that this guy Mo Sang has no other shortcomings except for being greedy for life and afraid of death, corrupt character, open-mouthed, and thoughtful, of course, there are few advantages left.

Seeing that the monk and the Taoist priest didn't say anything, they shouted a few times in a row: "Master, two masters..."

"No sincerity..."

"Holy monk... Dao Venerable..."

"It's too fake..."

"Rulai... Sanqing..."

"Presumptuous, how can you shout casually in the name of the Buddha Lord and the Taoist Master, it's really bold!"

Moissan: "......"

He didn't know what to do, so he simply asked: "Little Sangsang is dull, please give me some advice, I have nothing to say!"

"Hehe..." is what I want you to say, Mo Xu Yu Cangmei smiled, no matter how you look at it, it is a picture of ill intentions, and you said: "Or, call grandpa?"

Moissan: "......"

The fireworks jumped, with burning pain, and came at the same time as the grievance.

Xiao Sangsang: "Grandpa..."