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Bu Feifan walked forward in the passage with a happy face, while behind him was the Da Ri Golden Dragon King Fugui with a mournful face and a dejected sad look, which was even more uncomfortable than the death of his parents.
Wang Fugui's heart was trembling. He lowered his head, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he couldn't see anything when he smiled.
Hearing the footsteps in front of him that were only half a meter away from him, Wang Fugui clenched his fists tightly, bit his lips, and his heart was bleeding.
Mom sells batches!
I'm going to fight him!
Thinking this way in Wang Fugui's heart, he couldn't hold back several times, and wanted to go up and give Bu Feifan a sap. But I have to say that Wang Fugui was discouraged, really, because he was afraid that death would make him worse.
I, Wang Fugui, am definitely not afraid of death!
I am a man of style!
"People in the world slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, lie to me, how to deal with it? Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, endure him, respect him, don't Take care of him"
Wang Fugui kept chanting silently in his heart, comforting himself.
Damn it!
What slander me, deceive me, humiliate me? I still want to avoid him, resist him, and respect him?
I believe you ghost!
This is what a fool said.
"I can't take it anymore!!"
There was a light in Wang Fugui's eyes, which was the flame of anger. He was impetuous in his heart, and he made extraordinary progress unconsciously, so he wanted to give Bu Feifan a hammer.
"Wealthy!"
There was an extraordinary sound from ahead.
"Why!"
Wang Fugui immediately bent his body into a pug, and rolled towards Bu Feifan like a ball, with a flattering expression on his face: "Master, what do you want?"
This dogleg appearance is really cheap, how cheap.
But Wang Fugui didn't realize it, and felt pretty good. His small eyes were very bright, and he raised his head to look hard at Bu Feifan. In his small eyes, there was nothing but admiration.
Even Bu Feifan was taken aback by that eager and fanatical gaze, and he even wondered if he was so attractive.
Although he feels good about himself, Bu Feifan feels that he still can't show his truest emotions in front of Wang Fugui. He needs to give Wang Fugui some sense of majesty, so that he can make him admire himself more.
"Wealthy! This place is no better than the outside! At that time, my eyes will be brighter. If there is a fight, I can't care about you!" Bu Feifei sighed.
After Bu Feifan said this, Wang Fugui's fat face immediately shook like a sieve. Without saying a word, he immediately hugged Bu Feifan's thigh with a plop.
"Master! You can't ignore your little wealth! You are my reborn parents, and I am your child! When the time comes, you must not forget to protect me!"
Wang Fugui was so emotional that he cried so much that his feelings were so real that those who didn't know thought that Bu Feifan was going to abandon his wife and son.
Wang Fugui is not stupid, even though he himself is a quasi-sage, and his physical body is extremely tyrannical, to put it bluntly, he is rough-skinned and tough.
But Wang Fugui is very conscious in his heart!
Quasi-sage?
Quasi-sage is nothing!
Is this the fucking place where quasi-sages can get mixed up?
At least you are the quasi-sage king, if I don't hold your big thick leg tightly to Bu Feifan, am I courting death?
Thinking of this, Wang Fugui hugged Bu Feifan's thigh tightly, not letting go, his emotional expression was extremely real, big tears flowed from his two narrowed eyes, and then flowed down the thick Fat face slipped.
Of course, Wang Fugui only admitted in his heart that he was inferior, and never admitted that he was afraid of death.
Afraid of death?
Will I, Wang Fugui, be afraid of death?
Are you afraid you are joking? !
"Small small wealth."
Bu Feifan's mouth twitched.
Feeling the arms tightly hugging his two plump elephant legs, Bu Feifan's face was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly, and he clearly felt the wetness on his thighs.
Is Wang Fugui wiping his tears with his trouser legs?
"Let go!"
Bu Feifan said angrily.
"Don't let it go! I just don't let it go!!"
"Unless you promise me! Be sure to protect me!!"
This is not any other time, Wang Fugui will never give in for his own life, and at the same timeWith an aggrieved face, he began to protest resolutely.
"Okay! Let me protect you"
In the end, Bu Feifan compromised and made a concession. There was no other way, and he was helpless.
After all, this Wang Fugui is a creature created by Bu Feifan, so he can't really kill him!
In fact, Bu Feifan's real thought is that, apart from his rather hateful appearance, this Wang Fugui usually speaks very pertinently. At least when he praises himself, what he says is from the heart, and every sentence is from the bottom of his heart.
After all, there are not many people in this world who can tell the truth, so if you can protect him when the time comes, then protect him!
Of course, if Wang Fugui knew about Bu Feifan's thoughts, Gu Ji would just roll his eyes and look down on him.
Have a heart in your words? From the bottom of my heart?
You are sick!
Can't see that I'm kissing your ass?
In the end, this farce ended because of Bu Feifan's compromise, but Wang Fugui was reminded by Bu Feifan, mother! What kind of place is this? It's not a comfortable place!
With this in mind, Wang Fugui has been following Bu Feifan carefully since then, almost clinging to Bu Feifan's heels, never leaving him.
At the same time, Wang Fugui looked around every step he took, and looked around nervously, as if afraid of something popping out of nowhere.
Seeing Wang Fugui's cautious look, Bu Feifan immediately became angry. Although Wang Fugui has advantages, this disadvantage is also obvious.
In Bu Feifan's words, it's cowardly, very cowardly!
But as he moved forward, the atmosphere became more and more tense, because this passage was about to come to an end, Bu Feifan had a premonition that it should be very close to the central hub in Canglong's body, so he couldn't be careless, and naturally he couldn't control the king. Wealthy.
In Bu Feifan's view, since the central hub in Canglong's body is not where the heart is, the only possibility is where the brain is.
The brain is the source of consciousness, and it is the place that can truly control and mobilize the physical body.
"It's very possible"
Bu Feifan walked forward quickly, but Wang Fugui followed closely. The strange thing is that Bu Feifan can always keep up no matter how fast Bu Feifan speeds up.
Not long after, Bu Feifan heard the sound of violent fighting in front of him, and the loud noise reverberated, earth-shattering.
At the same time, a very familiar voice came, and Ren Feifei showed a surprised expression.
"What kind of shit is An Lan's descendant! Haven't you always been proud of the greatness of your surname? Then why did you give up your supreme bloodline that made you proud to steal the fortune of my prehistoric strong man! Bah! What! It's all bullshit! "