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Chapter one hundred and seventeen

Xie Daozi, you actually retreated without a fight?

Fu Yang felt incredible.

Mr. Xiong, on the other hand, was thoughtful: "The person who can open the ghost gate to fight is probably not an ordinary ghost king... I just don't know what she has experienced. Her realm has not changed, but her strength has dropped to the peak of ghost kings? Then

There was no need for Xie Daozi to run away, but he was scared away by the state of this female ghost king."

In the strength system of the supernatural world, ghost nightmares, ghost soldiers, and ghost generals respectively correspond to the early, middle, and late stages of the Taoist mage realm.

The Ghost Lord and the Ghost King are more difficult to judge.

The cultivation and strength realms of these two fierce ghosts respectively correspond to the range from Daoist Master Yi Lu to Master Qi Lu!

In other words, the weakest Ghost Lord is almost at the peak level of Yilu Zhenren; the strongest Ghost Lord is almost on par with the peak level of Sanlu Zhenren.

As for the Ghost King level, they fall within the broad range of Master Silu to Master Qilu. So if they are both at the Ghost King level, their strength may be very different!

However, after all, the real world is not an online game or novel, and it is impossible for the level boundaries to be so clear.

Realm and cultivation are one thing. When it comes to a real fight, the factors that need to be considered are too complicated, which is another matter! This is just a rough division.

In fact, Mr. Xiong doesn't know that Xie Daozi can't display the peak strength of Sanlu Zhenren at present, so even if Wei Kong has the realm of ghost king but does not have the strength of ghost king, this guy still has to run away...

Seeing that the evil Taoist Liu Mengshu was frightened by the power of the Ghost King, he retreated without a fight.

Wei Ke also stopped casting spells.

The terrifying ghost gate suspended in the mist above our heads slowly closed again...

Then the black mist surged and everything disappeared. Only a tall, hot and stunning beauty stood there proudly.

"Weike, you are so awesome!"

Fu Yang happily ran to Wei Ke and looked at her excitedly.

In fact, he wanted to hug her and rub his hands vigorously, feeling a sweet feeling in his heart that he couldn't control.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful female Ghost King just gave him a cold look and turned her face away, not wanting to look at him at all.

"Didn't you tell me to get out and never want to see me again? Why, is this dignified man going to break his promise?"

Well……

"This is all nonsense said in anger. My Queen, please don't be angry. Even if you are angry, why don't you go home and start making trouble again?"

Fu Yang could only plead flatteringly.

"My beautiful, noble and powerful Queen, it is a pleasure to meet you."

The chubby Mr. Xiong rushed over and tried his best to squeeze Fu Yang away, trying to make himself appear more cute and lovable to girls.

According to its thinking, there is no girl who doesn't like pandas.

This is a national treasure! How similar do I look to a panda?

How cute and cute.

Mr. Xiong began to dream about the beautiful future scene of the powerful and beautiful female ghost king Wei Ke, the boy Fu Yang who abandoned the hanging silk, and living with him...

Unexpectedly, Wei Ke took one look at it, stretched out his hand, and pinched its two furry cat ears.

Then, squeeze and squeeze hard!

"Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts..."

Mr. Xiong screamed subconsciously and was instantly stunned.

It had no idea why this extremely beautiful female ghost king would suddenly turn against her and resort to "pulling her ears" even more cruelly than Mr. Fu's "belly pinching".

"Hmph! I hate fakes the most! It's obviously a big fat cat, but it looks like a panda. It should be beaten!"

After saying that, he plucked Mr. Xiong's ears hard and then let go.

Mr. Xiong stood stunned on the spot, looking confused.

I had no idea it would end like this.

If you fail to act cute, you will be bullied instead...

Fu Yang laughed so loudly that his stomach hurt.

"Mr. Xiong, you are a bastard. You want to flatter the queen. Now you slap the horse's leg, right?"

"Fuck! Don't be so proud, Mr. Fu. Queen Vico just said that she will settle the score with you when she gets back."

"That's our business too! How can you, a pet cat, be so stupid?"

"I am a demon immortal! Do you understand demon immortals? They exist in legends and fight against the three giants of Taoism..."

Bang bang bang!

Fu Yang once again used "violence" and ended the quarrel with Mr. Xiong with the first three consecutive shots... Then he grabbed the guy and carried him into his arms. While squeezing his belly, he chased Wei Ke who was walking out in front of him.

past.

"Vico?"

"Your Majesty Queen?"

"Your Highness the Queen...Oh, don't ignore me. I really know I was wrong. If we quarrel again in the future, I will never say those bad things."

Wei Ke turned around and glared at Fu Yang: "What about the future?"

"Oh, I don't dare to quarrel with the Queen anymore. Don't be angry, okay? Come home and live there. Xishan Cemetery is so deserted and not fun, so it's better to be at home."

"Westhill Cemetery is my home!"

"Hey, how can that be possible? Home is not a place to live, but a place where two people are together..."

Fu Yang squeezed Mr. Xiong's soft belly and smiled flatteringly at Wei Ke.

"Hmph! Sweet words, glib words."

The beautiful female ghost king curled her lips and smiled unconsciously. But she soon realized it and deliberately made a serious face.

However, this brief change was still caught by Fu Yang, who was ecstatic in his heart: "Hey, there's a show! It's impossible for my Queen to be angry with me all the time."

Mr. Xiong struggled while shouting: "My Queen, you must not let this boy off so easily. He must be severely punished. For example, hang him upside down and pinch his belly... Mr. Fu, follow

His beautiful boss, cool CEO, etc., he’s making eye-catching glances... Wuwuwu, Wuwuwu..."

The shameless fat cat kept mumbling, and then his mouth was tightly covered by the furious Fu Yang.

"Fuck! Seeing that Wei Ke has been coaxed to be happy by me, you still jump out to cause trouble. I will stuff a ten-pound catfish into your anus when you get back!"

He whispered viciously into Mr. Xiong's ear, and then squeezed his belly hard.

Wei Ke looked at the man and the cat coldly, moved his delicate little nose, and snorted.

"They're not all good things! A bad guy, a bitch... plus your equally unscrupulous little boy, Huang. We can make a combination of stupid and force a threesome."

puff.

Fu Yang smiled.

At this moment, Wei Ke would also complain and tell cold jokes. This also shows that she must have basically calmed down.

The Queen deliberately tried her best to maintain a cold expression, while Fu Yang followed suit with Master Xiong in his arms. The two of them had already left the VIP hall and arrived at the banquet hall.

At this time, there was not a single guest outside.

Moreover, all the lights had been extinguished, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

This chapter has been completed!
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