Encountering American comics in Super Hong Kong

Chapter 133 The Singer Who Touched the Soul

Not only him, but even Tan Yongqiang smelled a foul stench. With a flash in front of their eyes, everyone was shocked to find that the room was clean except for the dining table and chairs where they were sitting. A big hole was broken, and the night sky can still be seen through it...

"This!!!"

Ren Dalang and his daughter-in-law stood up a little at a loss, with a feeling of hairiness in their hearts, and looked back at the dining table, only to see that the leftover soup on it was still emitting warm air.

But the stench in the air became more and more intense...

"Ugh……"

Fang Xu, whose expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, sighed softly, and stood up... With his cultivation, he had already smelled the stench of corpses, and immediately closed his nose!Tan Yongqiang beside him also looked at the back room in surprise and covered his nose!
"Sir?! This..."

"Let's go, it's over!" Fang Xu glanced at Ren Dalang, who had a broken face. The elder son obviously realized the problem...

He rushed over and opened the curtain of the inner room——

"Mother!!!" A terribly wailing sound came from the back room...

Fang Xu didn't stay here anymore, and walked out of this old house that suddenly became very dilapidated with Tan Yongqiang... He is not a powerful magician, so he has no way of determining when the old woman died, but it should be some time It's day.Regardless of whether this Ren Dalang is true or false at this time, he is the old woman's own son, and he will naturally help her arrange her funeral affairs, and it is not Fang Xu's turn to intervene.

"Sir! She, she has already..." Tan Yongqiang's stomach churns when he thinks of the meal he just ate, but he heard Fang Xu beside him say: "Don't worry, this meal... is just here. Can the last obsession in the world still harm you?!"

"Ah, yes, yes..."

Tan Yongqiang smiled wryly, and followed Fang Xu forward.

This is an ordinary mortal... Fang Xu turned his head and looked at the dilapidated old house again. Everyone is afraid of ghosts, but who knows...

At this moment, in his sea of ​​consciousness——

"hold head high!!!"

A boundless and ancient whistling sound erupted, and in a certain corner of the Consciousness Sea space, in a mansion that was compatible with modern technology society and traditional Chinese classics, in a large bedroom, Xiao Yueyue, who was sleeping in a frog prone position, was immediately caught. Waking up, at this moment, this little guy clearly felt that his spiritual origin had grown a bit...

"what's going on?!"

The little guy's spiritual consciousness spread out, and immediately he rushed out of the small house with a face full of disbelief!
"Impossible, how could Fang Xu improve again... Huh? It's not an improvement, but a change in quality... Well, it's hard to say whether it's a regression or an improvement, but with this guy's strange Jinghu state of mind, it's very likely Eighty-nine is a good thing!"

Xiao Yueyue raised her eyes and saw an extremely huge divine dragon constantly lingering and wandering in the clouds above the sea of ​​consciousness, sometimes appearing and sometimes hiding.
As the Qi Spirit of the Moonlight Treasure Box, although his existence is calculated in millions of years and he has extensive knowledge, he is not a real fairy god after all, and he is far from being able to see through what this change means...

Even Tan Yongqiang in reality clearly felt that Fang Xu seemed to have undergone some changes, but unfortunately, he couldn't even tell what this feeling was...

"Come on, go home!"

Fang Xu smiled and didn't talk about the changes in himself. Even if he did, it would probably be difficult to understand with Tan Yongqiang's current cultivation strength at this stage.

When he got home, he didn't tell his father Fang De and his mother Ren what happened to the old woman, but he relaxed and had a good meal at home. The food intake is more than three times that of Tan Yongqiang, and this follower is dumbfounded...

Is this the food intake of the world's top powerhouses?
"Huh... I'm full, let's move my body!"

A few steps away, Fang Xu, dressed in a relaxed and relaxed manner, brought Tan Yongqiang to the martial arts field that was specially leveled for him in the house, and looked back at him, "Come, attack me, let me see what your current cultivation level is!" What's the situation..."

"Yes, sir!"

……

Shanghai.

Ah Xing really looked at the young monk in front of him with a speechless face, and said weakly: "Monk, I told you that I am not your apprentice, nor is it some Monkey King Monkey King?! I My name is Ah Xing, Ah Xing! Please remember my name well!"

The psychopath who claimed to be Tang Monk had been pestering them for several days, and even though the two of them rarely had enough to eat because of him, they were also very annoying.Especially Ah Xing, in the past two days, I can always think of the face of the dumb girl who cried so much under his coercion that day.

"Wukong, do you know what Dangdang Dangdang is?!"

"What should be done?"

Ah Xing and Fat Zai Cong looked at each other in bewilderment, but saw him looking up at the very bright full moon in the night sky.

"Dangdang is... Only you can accompany me to learn the scriptures of the West, only you can kill demons and eliminate demons, only you can protect me, teach crabs and clam spirits not to eat me..."

A song with a beautiful style came rushing towards us, Ah Xing and Fat Zai Cong were stunned for a moment, and after a lot of effort, when the song finished singing, they both felt——

His soul seemed to have been baptized in some way.

"No, Master! I'm really not Sun Wukong, Monkey King, and he can't be Zhu Bajie... You are merciful, can you let us go..." A Xing collapsed, pointing to the side Fat Zai Cong stroked the guy's chin and stomach, and said very sincerely, "Master, look at his fat body and appearance, how could he be Marshal Canopy?! Right... "

Before he could talk about playing, Chen Xuanzang, who was opposite him, took a deep breath——

"Ooooooo only you~~"

The impassioned BGM rushed to the face, blocking all the conversations in Ah Xingli...

next moment……

His face drooped, his forehead was raised straight, his right fist clenched involuntarily, making crackling sounds of finger bones colliding, and a golden light flashed away in his eyes!
"Don't blame Master for muttering~ Put on the golden hoop~~"

"Medicine! Medicine! Medicine!"

Ah Xing turned his head in astonishment, only to see that his little Fat Boy Cong next to him didn't know which nerves in his brain were miswired, but he was actually clapping the time over there, chanting ghost words he couldn't understand—— —

Don't say it, it's a really special girl's co-production!
"Don't be afraid of death, don't tremble~ I'll take the blame and send you to death~"

"Yo Yo check it out!"

At this moment, Ah Xing's left fist was also clenched——

(End of this chapter)