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Twenty-three fat fox confused(2/2)

He said with emotion: "Since ancient times, the shemale and demons are incompatible, but the young heroes are left with a line and have helped me relieve my nightmare. I have been in Guanshan for hundreds of years, and I have never seen a few people like the young heroes."

Like Zhong Yao, the fox demon does not care about the defense of the demon, so it will be easy to communicate.

Zhong Yao bowed and said, "I am Zhong Yao, the new owner of Zhongjia Fort in Yamashita. My father passed away five days ago because he was caught in a nightmare here. I am here to investigate the situation."

He took a step back and waved his hands: "I have been sleeping all the time, and it was definitely not what I did!"

Look at the big nest of nightmares, weasels, which was not done by you, and it has something to do with you.

As a son of man, revenge for his father is the responsibility, and Zhongyao must take it. However, there are more important things at the moment, so we can only let go of this matter first.

He then asked, "It seems that you have also been hit by the nightmare, which should be a trick in your sleep. But you actually borrowed the mountain god's divine seal and received its incense. What do you want to do? Do you use the mountain god's power to resist the nightmare?"

Speaking later, his tone became solemn: "It's a serious sin to impersonate a mountain god."

Looking at the large number of messy and broken animal skins and bones on the ruins, Zhong Yao's face became even more gloomy: "You are still living in the mountain temple, what are your intentions? Even if I don't care about the grudges of the shemale, such behavior will never be tolerated!"

He bowed quickly, but his belly was too big and he looked like a tumbler leaning forward and backward.

He said in panic: "Young hero...uh, lord, let me think about it, I'm still confused now."

He looked around and ran to a broken tree to observe the annual rings, and said in surprise: "It's been seven years!"

He muttered, "I went to bed seven years ago and I've been sleeping well. Suddenly I was awakened by chili water or something."

"I am a little angry. I offended so much just now, the lord of the castle. "

Speaking of this, he bowed to Zhong Yao again: "But the castle master is really young and promising, and has a strong cultivation level. I am already at the eighth level of Qi Refining and the mountain god's divine seal, but you beat him to no avail. Even the divine seal is lost. Now my face and body are hurting."

"Hiss...the bridge of the nose seems to be broken..."

Two bloodshots flowed down from the nostrils, and the slutty, white and tender fat face turned green and purple, and thick dark circles were hung on the left eye. A handsome and handsome fat face turned into a comedian's face.

The illusion was shattered, and he didn't care even when he was confused. His eyes were straight and he fell into deep thought.

After a while, he yelled, blinked his eyes and turned to the ruins of the mountain temple.
Chapter completed!
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