Let’s not talk about these people for now. After seeing what Shangguan Fei, Yuan Da and Lan Zhichen said, those geniuses had countless thoughts in their hearts. They just didn’t know how to react. No one said anything at this time. If it just goes by indifferently, it would be meaningless for Le Bing and the others to come here today.
The little thing on Le Bing's shoulder jumped up, stretched out its furry, seemingly powerless little claws, and slapped the door: "Everyone with the surname Yu, get out of here!"
With a "bang" slap, the whole door cracked and "swish" was thrown inside, making a muffled "boom" sound.
"I'm here, who are you! Who disturbed my master's meal!" Dissatisfied scoldings suddenly sounded inside, and those who were enjoying the food in the house or in the inner courtyard looked out with unkind faces. Walk.
Seeing a group of people outside, hunching their necks and retreating sharply, I thought to myself, these grandsons were all very tough yesterday, why are they so afraid today, and what is going on?
It was Lan Zhifu who was walking in front, shaking his fat face, squinting his eyes, and almost lost sight of his bright little eyes. He suddenly felt a heavy weight on his head, and he became angry again: "Which Damn thing!"
"Your uncle!" This voice is really ridiculous.
He has the soft and waxy voice of a child, but he still calls himself uncle. What kind of young boy dares to pretend to be an uncle in front of him? Hmph!
Lan Zhifu rolled his eyes around and snorted: "Which grandson beats the uncle and dares not admit it? If you stand up immediately, I can still respect you."
Just when Lan Zhifu glanced at him, the people who followed him from outside looked at him one by one, as if they were looking at an idiot. The look in his eyes was so hurtful that Lan Zhifu almost suffered internal injuries.
"Little brat, your uncle is right above your head. Are you blind?" The somewhat arrogant voice sounded again. Lan Zhifu looked up angrily and saw the little thing squinting his bright black eyes. He opened his mouth and swept his red tongue around his mouth. As if he was seeing something delicious, he rubbed his palms back and forth: "I don't know how this fat meat tastes when it is burned. It tastes very good when you look at it." So tender."
"Ah, you..." Lan Zhifu's eyes widened, and he jumped back a few steps. The little thing immediately floated to its head, and its claws followed like a shadow and patted Lan Zhifu's head.
With a "bang", Lan Zhifu felt like stars were popping up in his eyes. Everything he saw was like a double image. His head was dizzy. He just kept shouting: "No, stop, I... I was abrupt, it was my fault." .”
Lan Zhifu was followed by two followers, and their faces were extremely serious at this time. However, they really couldn't look at the little things. At this time, they were sullen and did not dare to mess around. No matter how strong Lan Zhifu was, at this time You also have to be subdued.
The little thing floated in front of him, raised its two front paws, and the sharp claw tips in front of the paws were glowing with a cold sheen. The little thing was so frightening that it didn't pay for its life. They rubbed them together and deliberately made a "click" sound, which made everyone present. People's complexions changed drastically.
The little thing is a beast, not a human being, and is more free and ferocious.
Phantom beast. What's more, it is a holy beast like it, which has always acted willfully. No matter what Lan Zhifu's background is, if he is in a bad mood, slapping him to death with a claw is just a matter of decision in minutes. Faced with it like this , who is not afraid!
