Kuaishou Little Ancestor: The God of Blackening is Begging for Responsibility Again

Chapter 325
"I heard that Lord God of War is resurrected now?"

"That's right, that little ancestor saved it himself."

"It's terrible, I heard that this Lord God of War is going to give him a promise now."

"Hey, why didn't such a good thing happen to us? If I saved it, wouldn't Lord God of War promise me his body now?"

Saying this turned out to be a male immortal.

All the immortals laughed at him.

Suddenly there was another voice behind him: "You can save yourself, do you still remember why Lord God of War failed in the calamity?"

They were having a lively discussion when they saw a small man in a black robe, looked at them with disdain, and spoke slowly.

They all turned their eyes away, stared straight at him, and gossiped: "Didn't you say that you were scumbag by a little fairy, which led to the failure of the calamity of love?"

"That's right, but I heard that God of War has a deep affection for that little fairy, and he didn't hesitate to put his life on it. Could it be that he forgot about that little fairy?"

"No, as long as I think of Lord God of War who gave it to my little ancestor, my heart hurts."

It was the same male immortal who wanted Yu Yuan to give him his body.

The man in the xuanpao didn't speak, and watched their discussion in full swing, and then he said in a timely manner, "Don't hurt, don't hurt, there are more painful ones. The little ancestor is the little Xian'e back then."

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They were silent for half a stick of incense, you look at me, I see you looking at each other.

The desired effect was achieved, and before they could inquire carefully, the man in the black robe sneaked away from them proudly.

But as soon as he returned to Qianhe Hall, he saw the little ancestor acting like a hostess, teaching those little fairies who coveted Yu Yuan.

Duanhun's eyelids twitched twice, and he was about to run subconsciously, but Feijue saw him with sharp eyes, took out the soft whip from his waist, and tied him tightly, his body was unstable, and he fell directly to the ground.

Fei Jue straightened her hair at the sideburns, walked over slowly and squatted down in front of him, her gaze was extremely dangerous, "Zero-five system. Oh, no, I should tell you to die."

Duan Hun looked away and shrank his neck, not daring to meet her eyes.

"What are you running for?" Fei Jue said again.

"I didn't run, I didn't run, I just suddenly thought that I have something to do with the master."

Duan Hun, as always, recognizes love very quickly.

Fei Jue didn't believe his nonsense, got up and walked around him, looking him up and down, "Not bad, the sword spirit has turned into a human form."

He smiled at Fei Jue, "It's still thanks to the little ancestor, without the little ancestor, broken soul is nothing."

When Duan Hun was asked to help Fei Jue revive Yu Yuan back then, he had promised him benefits, and if it came true, he would help him transform into a human form.

In the past 10 years, no spiritual weapon has been able to achieve this honor.

It was going to save its master again, but it agreed without saying a word, but it offended the little ancestor.

These days since he turned into a human form, he has been avoiding Feijue, but he still didn't dodge it.

Fei Jue remembered all the ways the system had tricked her, so she squatted down again, pinched his face, and said, "What if I want to remake you? This time you have a physical body."

Broken soul: "."

Woohoo, it's almost a matter of my previous life, how can I still remember it!

Just thinking about whether to lick his face and continue begging for mercy, his master finally heard the movement, stepped forward and pulled Fei Jue, put his arms around her waist, and said in a low voice: "Not yet, he is still useful."

Duan Hun was ecstatic in his heart, it was indeed his own master who still loved him.

But Yu Yuan said again: "When I take him to disturb Huacang's lair, it will not be too late for you to deal with him."

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You actually forgot about Huacang?He is the culprit! !

This young reader is not qualified

Later, I may write a short story to fill in this pit
(End of this chapter)