Mr. Xiong patted Fu Yang's head with his fleshy and furry little paws: "Well, that's good, boy. You can use a real person's Maoshan technique before even being taught it. You have a bright future. As expected of me, I trained it myself...
…Ahhhh, it hurts, it hurts!”
Before it could finish speaking, it let out a cry of pain.
It turned out that Fu Yang started to pinch its soft white belly again.
"Huh...it feels quite comfortable to pinch. It gives me the perverted pleasure of bullying a real panda...I can't help but want to squeeze it when I see cute things."
"Fuck! Are you a psychopath?"
Mr. Xiong jumped up as soon as he turned over, stretched out his furry paws and poked Fu Yang's belly hard, and asked him loudly if he felt uncomfortable like this?
Then they looked at each other and laughed...
One person and one cat were playing around, when suddenly, Mr. Bear stiffened!
"What's wrong?"
"careful!"
Mr. Xiong bumped hard and used his small body to knock Fu Yang away two or three meters, and then Gululu rolled quite far away.
At the same time, he jumped out.
Fu Yang was stunned on the spot.
"This damn fat cat! Are you crazy?"
But the next moment, he shut up. He was quite grateful.
Because at this moment, too late, a gray electric ball the size of a human head flew in from outside the VIP hall door!
Crackling.
Lightning and thunder exploded with astonishing force.
Boom!
The gray electric ball hit exactly where Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong were lying just now.
The whole area was covered in lightning and thunder, and all the tables and chairs were blown into powder. A big hole was also blown out of the thick carpet, revealing the smooth marble floor inside...
"This is... Maoshan Yin Thunder Curse!!!"
Fu Yang recognized him immediately.
Mr. Xiong also stared at the door of the hall: "Fuck! There is a guy who can use the Maoshan Yin Thunder Curse... You have to prepare at least thirty kilograms of big catfish to deal with it!"
"I have long said that I have spared your life in the ruins of Ronghua Village. Now that you are involved again, I will not be merciful anymore."
Following a familiar voice from Fu Yang, the evil Taoist Liu Mengshu, dressed in a black Taoist robe and a mask with a ferocious face, slowly walked in from the door.
"Xie Daozi, it is indeed you!"
Fu Yang looked at him nervously as if facing a formidable enemy.
Mr. Xiong was stunned and turned to look at him.
"Boss Fu, do you know this guy? He looks very awesome..."
"Liu Mengshu, an abandoned disciple of the Maoshan sect, Sanlu Zhenren, known as the evil disciple."
Master Sanlu?!
Mr. Xiong's chubby body was shaken, and the flesh on his back was swaying, which looked quite funny.
"Boy Fu, how did you get into trouble with such a terrifying existence?"
Even this fat, foul-mouthed cat demon feels a little over the top.
A Taoist priest's "real person realm" will increase dramatically every time he is taught the ritual.
Among them, the ones that improved the most were three, five, and seven times!
In other words, the strength of San Lu Zhenren will be fundamentally different from the previous Yi Lu Zhenren and Er Lu Zhenren. That is why Liu Mengshu showed crushing strength when facing Fu Yang, Ah Huang and others.
"What did I get into? This guy is the mastermind behind the scenes. He is probably the one who controls Wan Tiancheng and wants to force Jiangcheng's business leaders!"
Fu Yang also smiled bitterly.
He had already guessed that a Tu Ka Chai would not have such great power to make Wan Tiancheng surrender willingly. Xie Daozi must have been involved.
So I just hope that Xie Daozi is not at the scene, and after a quick battle, leave quickly and wait for Wang Jian to bring the official power to deal with it...
Little did we know that the worst outcome would still happen!
The evil Taoist Liu Mengshu is indeed near the Marriott Hotel.
"A little guy who can cast the three-legged cat spell, and a fat cat demon who can talk. This combination is quite interesting."
Liu Mengshu spoke easily while walking forward slowly. When he saw the remains of Tu Kacha's head, he just snorted "useless thing".
Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.
Especially Mr. Xiong, his true nature as a cat is revealed at this time.
I saw its four furry paws clinging to the ground, its back arched high, its hair standing on end, and a low "meow, meow, meow" sound coming from its throat.
It’s just that the cat’s fur has exploded…
Liu Mengshu walked about 20 meters in front of the two of them and stopped.
He just looked at Fu Yang with interest with a pair of eyes exposed outside the metal ghost mask.
"What you just cast was my Maoshan's Giant Spirit Finger? Are you a disciple of Maoshan? Oh no, since you are a descendant of ghosts, it is normal for you to be able to use spells from other sects."
Fu Yang was shocked.
It seems that this evil Taoist knows a lot about ghost affairs!
This guy actually knows that people who practice ghost ways don't have their own spells in the early stages, and usually use other different ways.
"But that's right. He let us off the hook before because he saw that I was a practitioner of Ghost Dao. He must have some connection with Ghost Dao. But I'm afraid he doesn't know that I am the only true successor to Ghost Dao, right?
After all, I own Desolation, and the only people who know about it are me and Wei Ke."
Fu Yang was thinking secretly in his heart, his mind was working rapidly, thinking about how to solve the dead situation in front of him.
Mr. Xiong jumped out at this time, with one paw on his hips and the other pointing forward: "You ugly monster who wears a mask and dare not show your true face. Since you know that Mr. Fu is a descendant of ghosts, why don't you leave quickly! This Taoism
Is this something you, an outcast from Maoshan, can afford to offend?"
Xie Daozi laughed loudly.
"If the ghost way tradition is still there, I would naturally be a little wary. But the ghost way sect was destroyed hundreds of years ago, and now it is just a bunch of stragglers who have no true inheritance. If it weren't for a person who once practiced ghost way and
I'm so kind, I killed this kid a few months ago..."
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a golden halo with a diameter of three meters appeared from beneath his feet!!!
In the center of the halo, there was the shadow of a lion, roaring towards the sky. It used two huge paws to tightly clasp Xie Daozi's legs, making him unable to move.
"Yo? The Immovable Lion Formation of Putuo Mountain? A weak little cat demon with mediocre strength can not only speak human words, but also has Buddhist magical powers? I'm afraid it's not a mortal thing. You have a big secret..."
Liu Mengshu looked down at the roaring lion, trying to pull him down to the ground with its huge claws, with a hint of surprise in his tone. But he was not nervous.
"Boy Fu, are you still dazed and having sex? Are you ready to have a passionate date with this monster? Run away!"
Mr. Xiong jumped up, his chubby body actually jumped six or seven meters, and landed on the ground with a thud. His four short legs flew very fast, and he rushed towards the door with all his strength.