Hong Huang: At the beginning of the game, Nuwa was crying, I turned out to be the legendary Luo

Chapter 397: Can You Fuck The Pot With A Flattering?

The tribe patriarch and Emperor Jun rushed to flatter, not letting anyone else.

If possible, the ancestor of Hongjun really wanted to give them the title of a flatterer.

But he is not in this mood now!

He was just beaten out by the damn Human Race Da Luo and out of the hole, suffocating himself.

Now he has to deal with these four guys, and he has a headache.

Add fuel to the fire, add gas to the fire!

But the patriarch and Emperor Jun of the three clans never noticed that the ancestor Hongjun’s face became more and more gloomy, and they were still vying for superiority.

“I said that the ancestors are here, and it is even easier to deal with the personal race!”

Old ancestor Hongjun: Ma Dan, I’m heartbroken…

“That’s not it, I dare not say anything else, Dao Zu tortured and killed this little human race is definitely a matter of fingertips! Soeasy!”

Seeing Yuanfeng flattering, Di Jun patted back without showing any weakness.

“Long live Daozu! Jebi!”

Shi Qilin also waved his two paws to applaud the triumphant return of ancestor Hongjun.

But the more they applauded and flattered, the ancestor Hongjun’s heart would be pierced a bit more, and his expression would be dignified and gloomy.

Where is this praise?

This is simply piercing the heart!

It is always reminding him of the failure of Hongjun’s ancestor, which is simply a great ridicule and insult to him!

Thinking about this, the ancestor Hongjun’s complexion was pale, and he was extremely cold and stern.

It doesn’t matter if he is ruthlessly taunted by a small human race Da Luo, is he still taunted by these four wastes now?

He couldn’t help that damn human race, couldn’t he still help these four wastes?

The ancestor Hongjun frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he waved out a palm, cursing.

“You four rubbish, get daddy off!”

A palm of Sage was swept out, and directly swept away the tribe patriarch and Emperor Jun.

Before the four wastes could react, they were slapped alive by the grandfather Hongjun, and then the whole person was shot and flew out, causing a parabolic movement.

The patriarch and Emperor Jun of the three clans were all taken silly, looking at each other, their faces full of stunned expressions.

Old stuff, do you have a lot of question marks? Why did the ancestor Hongjun beat them?

They were all dumbfounded, one by one in a daze.

They didn’t understand or understand why Daozu suddenly lost his temper?

They don’t even understand why Daozu suddenly gave them a big mouth, and shot them away directly…

Isn’t it… It’s also wrong to flatter these years?

Flattering is true, but what they don’t know is that they are not flattering, but tiger ass.

It’s said that the tiger’s butt can’t be touched, let alone slap the butt?

Doesn’t the tiger get angry?

The four of them stared at each other, trying to break their heads and wondering why this Dao Ancestor suddenly became so angry that he cursed at them.

Thinking of the end, they agreed that it was all this flattering.

Because Daozu didn’t like them to flatter, and they did a lot of flattering unconsciously, this made Daozu so unhappy.

They only noticed the gloomy expression of the ancestor Hongjun at this time, and the extremely pale complexion had already explained the anger of the ancestor Hongjun at this moment.

There was also the terrifying breath of coldness and sternness exuding from his whole body, and it showed a biting chill. The four of them couldn’t breathe under the pressure, and they were shivering with the cold.

Seeing this, the four talents deeply felt the anger of Hongjun’s ancestor, and they couldn’t help but panic.

It’s over! Daozu is angry!

Daozu shouldn’t blame them, right?

If Daozu blamed them, wouldn’t they even lose the qualifications to run as a representative of luck?

No–

Daozu, do you think I still have a chance?

The patriarch of the three tribes and Di Jun looked panicked. In order not to lose their qualifications to run, and to prevent Daozu from blaming them, they began to complain about each other.

“Dijun! Blame you for this stinky bird! If you hadn’t picked up this flattering head, how could Dao Zu be angry?”

Yuan Feng had long seen Di Jun’s flattering flattery look unhappy, she had long wanted to find a chance to teach this stinky bird a lesson!

In addition, God Jun himself owes a Karma to the three clans. It is not too much for them to throw all their mistakes on the head of Emperor Jun, right?

Um……

Not excessive, even reasonable.

Seeing that Yuanfeng had a tendency to throw the pot to Dijun, the patriarchs of the three clans worked together to help Yuanfeng deal with Dijun.

“That’s right, Di Jun, it’s all to blame for Dao Zu to be so angry!”

“If you didn’t keep flattering, Daozu wouldn’t be so angry!”

“Taozu, if you want to blame, blame Dijun, don’t let us hurt us! This matter has nothing to do with us!”

Zu Long was even more amazing, and shook the pot completely.

Di Junwen almost didn’t vomit blood to the Sao operation of the tribe patriarch.

How did these three old things do not wanting face?

It’s shameless!

Actually dumped the past directly to him?

Sorry?

Said he was flattering, flattering, as if they didn’t flatter!

In order to compete with him, their flattery slapped so loudly! The appearance of the villain is simply disgusting!

Ye Di, now that Dao Ancestor is angry, is it all his Dijun’s fault?

Are they all right?

Want to throw the pot to him? no way!

Di Jun snorted coldly and threw the pot back unwillingly.

“Where’s your face? I don’t know who it is in front of you, that flattering is so loud!”

“Long live Dao Zu, Dao Zu soeasy!”

Dijun Yin & Yang’s weird remarks made the patriarchs of the three clans very uncomfortable, and their old faces were lost in front of Dao Ancestor.

The patriarch of the three tribes was flushed with anger, and rushed forward to tear up with Di Jun.

“Dijun, smelly bird! You are just looking for death!”

“You stinky bird! It’s obviously your fault, why do you have to pull us into the water?”

Does this stinky bird really intend to die with them?

If they lose their qualification to compete as a representative of luck, they will just screw off Di Jun’s head and kick the ball!

Di Jun wouldn’t let them feel better, and naturally they wouldn’t let Di Jun feel better.

The four wastes once again staged a good show in front of the ancestor Hongjun.

Old Ancestor Hongjun looked at everything in front of him coldly, and muffled the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

Ha ha……

Are these four trash things still endless?

You were flattering a second, why did you tear it a second later?

Flattering is all about throwing the pot?

His ancestor Hongjun was also convinced…

They are noisy when they meet, are they guilty of rushing!

He has now been severely injured by Chen Sheng and urgently needs to return to his Zixiao Palace to rest. He has no time and patience to watch a group of clowns jumping on the beam!

The ancestor Hongjun looked at the four people in front of him who were tearing each other and arguing endlessly.

Then he rubbed his painful eyebrows and flicked his sleeves angrily.

The four had a quarrel, and the outcome was inextricably divided.

After tearing it up for a while, they discovered that the ancestor Hongjun had been pissed off by them at some point.

The patriarch of the three clans and Di Jun glared at each other fiercely, and then left with anger.

They scolded as they walked without forgetting.

“Dijun, wait for the deity! After the deity becomes the representative of Qi Luck, I will be the first one to come back and kill you!”

“Qingyun representative? Just you? That’s the emperor’s, you flatter!”

…

The curse resounded all over the world, echoing in the bright universe.

Until they returned to their own premises, the curse continued…