"What, why is this happening?"

Fang Mo looked at Cheng Fan in a daze, and a roar in his mind!

He lowered his head and hugged his head in pain.

"No...Impossible, this is impossible!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Cheng Fan! Tell me, this is not true!"

Fang Mo roared hysterically.

Cheng Fan never said a word, just stood quietly beside him.

Other souls in the queue cast their eyes on him, either sympathizing, sarcastic, or undisguised contempt.

Cheng Fan glanced at the disdainful souls with a faint look on his face, and the latter felt that his soul seemed to be frozen!

Fang Mo didn't notice it, he was still immersed in grief and murmured to himself.

"I'm so crazy. You haven't even said anything... I actually believe such a ridiculous reason..."

"Yaoyao, it shouldn't be. We shouldn't have been like this... I still have a lot of things to say to you..."

Fang Mo showed a bitter smile, and a reluctant look in his eyes.

Just as he was remembering himself, Cheng Fan suddenly chuckled and said:

"Since that's the case, then go and say to her in person. She can't hear you talking here."

"ah?"

Fang Mo's crying came to an abrupt end.

He was stunned for a moment and looked at Cheng Fan with a puzzled look on his face.

"I... can I see her?"

Cheng Fan raised a curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Did you forget? I'm a Taoist priest."

Gudong ~

Fang Mo's Adam's apple moved, and a look of surprise burst out in his eyes.

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, the nearby deceased souls couldn't help but feel a little excited and looked at Cheng Fan.

Is there such a good thing?

Then I...

Just as they were about to beg Cheng Fan, several powerful auras with extremely strong sense of oppression suddenly burst out from the sky above the square.

For a moment, even the continuous rolling yin energy solidified!

A sudden shout came from the air:

"Who dares to cause trouble here?!"

Everyone in the square looked up and saw Yan Jun and Judgment Cui coming in the dark clouds, their faces full of solemnity.

Yan Jun was wearing a black and golden robe, with no wind on his hem, and his eyes were filled with anger, and he was powerful without anger.

However, before Yan Jun could speak, a rough and loud voice came from the east in the distance.

"Wu! Who dares to drive clouds in Fengdu City? Don't you know that the sky is forbidden here? Eat my old cow for a fork!"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow came first and flew straight toward Yan Jun on the black clouds.

Judge Cui's eyes were straightened, and the corners of his mouth twitched!

Bastard, you are going to be a rebel!

Yan Jun had a dark face, his yin energy surrounded his arms, and he used his enough magic power to swing his hands and swung his shadow away.

Clam!

The sound of metal and iron fighting came from the collision.

The bounced black shadow flew backwards, revealing its true colors.

This is a huge fork with a totally black body and unknown material, with a length of at least ten meters.

Yan Jun looked dark and slowly put away his trembling right hand.

The collision just now almost dispersed the yin energy in his hand!

hiss--!

A bastard!

Is it so powerful?

If you don’t see clearly, you will be killed!

Sooner or later, you will be chopped down!

...

"Mr. Yan, are you... okay?"

Judge Cui noticed that Yan Jun's arm was shaking and asked carefully.

"It's okay, this level is nothing."

Yan Jun said lightly.

joke!

With so many people watching in the square, how can you show a hint of weakness at this time?

Look at the mortals below who looked up.

They all held their heads and their necks, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

When will you not pretend now?

However, what Yan Jun didn't know was that the deceased souls in the square were talking about him like this.

"Who are these two guys? They dress like ancient people, and they can fly!"

"I don't know, but he seems to have been attacked. Why does this hidden weapon look more and more like a fork?"

"I'll go! Zhu Bajie's weapon! The person who came is the messenger of the altar!"

"Baoduzi, Zhu Bajie uses a nine-toothed rake! This thing is a fork, it's different!"

"I seemed to see his hands trembling, and he tried to hide this, but unfortunately, I'm a pilot."

"Nonsense! Try to have your hand poked with a steel fork?"

"There are some things, but not many. I didn't expect that there were still people filming in the underworld. Unfortunately, the special effects were a little bit bad. Isn't it a bit of a storm coming out?" www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"Are you sure...is this a filming situation?"

“…”

Over the square, Judge Cui wanted to speak but stopped.

Just as he was trying to say something, the cow's head in the distance broke out again.

"He Nana! Good skills!"

Niu Tou saw his hand weapon being knocked away from afar, and his anger suddenly came up and immediately swept away in the black wind.

"Die to my dear!"

He recalled the giant fork and rushed towards Yan Jun with a scream.

Seeing this, Yan Jun's face changed slightly and quickly sent a message to Niu Tou:

"Stupid! Are you blind? Stop!"

Niu Tou was charging forward when he suddenly received a message from Yan Jun.

He raised his head in surprise and immediately felt a murderous gaze.

"Oh no! I hit the wrong person!"

Only then did Niu Tou realize that the person he had just thrown the fork was Yan Jun!

broken!

It's messed up again!

The bullhead quickly slowed down and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yan, such a coincidence, the weather is really good today."

"Yeah yeah……"

Judge Cui laughed awkwardly, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.
To be continued...