Feng Fan was shocked for a while, the speed of this little mouse was so fast that he couldn't see it at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't embarrass it, let it come over!" Feng Fan said with a smile to the fat man with an angry face.

"No, I must teach him a lesson today, it's getting more and more unruly. The fat man looked angry.

"Wei Zhipeng, don't come back today. The fat man then said to the guinea pig.

The mouse flickered and disappeared after hearing this.

"You're a cute little mouse, and you have a name, and it's a really dirty name. Feng Fan looked at the fat man with a smile and said.

"Xiao Er will have two more jars of wine, don't talk about him. The fat man shook his head helplessly and said.

It didn't take long for the mouse to come back, still holding a piece of paper in his mouth, and then jumped away after throwing it on the table, looking at Feng Fan and Zheng Yi with teeth and claws.

"I'll go! Fat man, your pet has become a sperm!" Feng Fan glanced at the note on the table, and instantly couldn't cry or laugh, which read crookedly:

If you don't let me go back, do you want to have a relationship with him? If so, you can say that I can fulfill you.

The fat man smiled at Feng Fan with an embarrassed face, not knowing what to say.

Another piece of paper fell on the table: You are the pet, Uncle Ben is a basic species, and you dare to say that my name is soil, your name is soil, and if you take the homonym of a divine beast, you really think of yourself as a phoenix.

"You're enough! Can you be normal, crazy all day long, really think of yourself as a mouse. The fat man said angrily.

The mouse was not frightened, and the figure flashed and a piece of paper fell on the table:

You're just an old driver, are you still afraid of me saying, Phoenix, you have to be careful, do you know why he keeps following you, just because he wants to fall in love with you, he's gay, don't ask me what gay is, I won't tell you if I ask.

Feng Fan was dumbfounded after reading it, this way of speaking is too familiar, especially gay, the people in the imperial realm still understand English...!

Feng Fan looked at the fat man and asked, "You mouse, what is the way you are coming from, can you let me talk to him alone." ”

The fat man looked at Feng Fan in surprise, and didn't understand why he said this: "There is no way to come, I came from my hometown with me, but there was an accident on the way here, and it became like this." ”

"You came from your hometown together!Where is your hometown?" Feng Fan thought to himself, shouldn't he meet a traverser again, this is too strange, people are the protagonist of the traversal, and they can be seen everywhere in themselves.

"You don't know, come and drink and leave it alone!" The fat man picked up the wine that Xiao Er had just sent and poured a bowl for Feng Fan.

Feng Fan stretched out his hand to hold the fat man's preparation and withdrew his hand, stared at the fat man tightly and said, "You are not from this world. ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, withdrew the hand that was held down by Feng Fan, and said with a haha.

"Brother Feng really likes to joke, if he is not from this world, what else can he be.

Feng Fan pointed to the gay word on the guinea mouse note and said in standard British pronunciation.

“gay!”

Before the fat man could react, the mouse flashed to the fat man's shoulder and looked at Feng Fan vigilantly.

Seeing this, the fat man stroked the mouse on his shoulder, signaling it not to be nervous, and looked at Feng Fan with a complicated expression: "You...!"

The fat man spit out a word of you with his mouth open for a long time, and no one will come out with anything.

Feng Fan understood what the fat man meant, and nodded slightly, meaning that I am the same.

"Hehe... Heh!Drink!" The fat man saw Feng Fan nodding, and suddenly chuckled with a lonely expression.

's reaction was unexpected by Feng Fan, he thought there would be some exciting moves, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Seeing that Feng Fan had no malicious intent, the mouse jumped up and down on Feng Fan excitedly.

"What's wrong with him?" Feng Fan asked the guinea pig.

The mouse stopped, tilted his head and looked at Feng Fan for a while, and then looked at the fat man, I don't know where to take out a pen, holding the pen with both front paws, and writing funny.

"Homesick. ”

"Don't you want to?" Feng Fan asked.

"I'm used to it. I'm different from Zheng Yi, when I was on Earth, I actually longed for such a world.

I think our crossing should be the most untechnical, and we will get up and go to this world after sleeping.

Zheng Yi is indeed unlucky, he has just been married for more than a year, and the child was born in a little more than a month, and he was brought here inexplicably.

I was originally a human being, and I don't know why, but this is what it is. Come to think of it, that's not what I want. When the mouse finished writing, he lay down on the table, buried his head in his body, and curled up motionless.

The fat man ignored the conversation between Feng Fan and the guinea pig, and kept pouring alcohol on himself.

When Feng Fan saw this scene, the memories that had been sealed for many years in his heart came to his heart, after all, he had been away for a long time, and many things were not forgotten, but he didn't dare to remember, was he inexplicably taken to the flood wilderness to do the task of saving the flood wilderness, was it really what he wanted?

In fact, tens of millions of years have passed, and he has not recognized his current identity, but just pretended to forget.

Thinking of this, Feng Fan smiled self-deprecatingly and didn't say anything more.

For a moment, all three fell into the silence of memory.

"Tomorrow's battle list is out, and the royal market is open. ”

As the sound came into the inn, the inn instantly boiled, and the sound of discussion filled this relatively quiet inn.

It wasn't until a commotion erupted in the inn that Feng Fan and the three of them woke up from their memories, the matter was a foregone conclusion, and life had to go on.

Feng Fan saw that there were only a few people left in the inn, and they were still playing outside in twos and threes, and said to the fat man.

"Let's go check it out, and the opening, it should be interesting. ”

At this time, the fat man also returned to his usual smiling face and said: "Let's go! The biggest characteristic of our famous Chinese clan is that they love to join in the fun, and there is no reason not to go." ”

The mouse Wei Zhipeng also squeaked excitedly.

Feng Fan and the two of them came with the crowd, and the venue for tomorrow's competition.

Before he could get closer, he heard screams from the crowd.

"Ou Cailiang, the young generation of the god of war of the Changrong Dynasty, one of the four sons of Changrong, how did I meet him. A strong man who had cultivated to the Empty Eightfold Heaven said with annoyance.

"I'm more unlucky, Ou Cailiang is a military genius after all, and his cultivation is only eight heavens, you still have hope to fight, what I met is Gu Zimiao, who is known as the battlefield harvester. The handsome man on the side, who was also in the Empty Eight Heavens, smiled bitterly.

The fat man sneered and asked Feng Fan, "Is there a familiar feeling in this scene?"

Feng Fan didn't understand the meaning of the fat man, and it took a while to react to the meaning of the fat man. Shaking his head and laughing: "It seems that you really can't blame the sameness of writing novels, everywhere is indispensable, this kind of person who is highly praised just doesn't know if he has real skills." ”

"With Zhipeng here, no matter whether you have real skills or not, you can only be stepped on by me. The fat man smiled triumphantly.

Feng Fan looked at the mouse in surprise and said, "You are so powerful!"

"Squeak!" the little mouse squeaked haughtily at Feng Fan.

"Of course, if there is no Zhipeng over the years, I will die many times, if he enters the Creation Realm and can speak, even if the Emperor comes, he will have to lie on his stomach. The fat man said confidently.

"What realm is he in now?" This really surprised Feng Fan, what kind of anti-heaven talent can make the Great Emperor lie on his stomach in the Creation Realm.

"Now he is only the Nine Heavens of the Yin and Yang Realm, and he will be empty immediately, as for what kind of talent, you can just look at it when the time comes. The fat man smiled mysteriously at Feng Fan.