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Chapter 133

"Because when we were all trapped in the house, you were not there and did not share weal and woe with us." Another voice sounded from the stairs. Fomalhaut, who had already returned to his room, stood at the corner of the stairs at some point , looking in the direction of the hall.

If it is said that the Stove Lord lacked awareness of Zhao Chengping's violence index, and was deceived by his seemingly gentle appearance and had certain fantasies about him, then Fomalhaut, just mentioning these four words, made the Stove Lord Feeling stressed.

The powerful general under the command of Emperor Zhenwu of the North led millions of heavenly soldiers and generals to conquer. He didn't know how many demon kings and demon emperors had killed. His iron-blooded career for many years made him not angry, even standing there with a smile , It also makes people feel that the next moment he waved his hand, many swordsmen would rush out of the shadows behind him, and the hands raised...the knives fell...

The Stove Lord only felt a chill on his neck, he couldn't help shivering, and said tremblingly: "Hey, I'm just a little Kitchen God, why do you big men make things difficult for me?"

"Oh? An important person?" Zhao Chengping raised his eyebrows and asked, "So you are going to meet an important person today. I don't know, which important person is it?"

The Stove Lord knew that he had slipped his words, and tried hard to make amends: "I'm talking about a big shot, isn't it you, who can be the agent of a training class for immortals in the world, if you are not a big shot, who else is a big shot?"

Zhao Chengping couldn't help laughing out loud: "I said... have you ever lied before? When you tell a lie of this level, I think it's because you think I'm not worthy of your efforts to create a perfect lie. Feeling slighted."

Lord Stove knew he couldn't hide it, so he just kept his mouth shut and looked at the sky and pretended to be dead.

The coercive figure approached step by step, Fomalhaut and Zhao Chengping stood side by side, looking at the Stove Lord who looked deathly at home, Fomalhaut said flatly: "He refuses to speak."

"Well, it may be that I ate too much sugar melon, and my teeth got stuck."

"Then it will be troublesome." Fomalhaut seemed very distressed.

Zhao Chengping smiled: "It's no trouble, if the teeth are stuck, then pull them out, won't it be all right?"

As if he had heard a very good idea, Fomalhaut clapped his hands and said, "Oh, yes, why didn't I think of it just now."

The two looked at the Stove Lord with evil smiles, approaching him, Fomalhaut's waist knife was even half drawn out of its sheath, and the cold light flashed in the Stove Lord's eyes.

"You don't want to be like this... woo woo woo..." The Stove Lord suddenly burst into tears. He felt that his fate was too tragic. He worshiped him respectfully, followed the rules in everything, and he didn't ask for much, just new brewed ale and sugar melon, and he never used his annual report to the heaven to blackmail the common people. .

Why would an honest, honest and introverted man like him be targeted first by the Eastern Heavenly Emperor, and then by the Northern God of War? The gods are not easy to mess with, isn't this killing my dear!

The more the Stove Lord thought about it, the sadder he became, and he cried louder. He summoned all the gods who had already gone back to their houses. Nezha stood aside and looked very happy: "Why do you cry more vigorously than me?"

After all, the woman's heart softened, Xie Yun squatted down, and looked at Lord Stove sympathetically: "Why are you crying so sadly? Did the two of them bully you?"

Lord Stove nodded vigorously, and accidentally saw the cold light flashing in Fomalhaut's eyes, and shook his head again: "No, I just suddenly felt that my life is too bitter."

He wiped away his tears fiercely, then raised his head to look at the gods standing in a circle around him, the Stove Lord knew that if he did not tell the truth today, he would not be able to escape, so he weighed the pros and cons. Although the threat is still ringing in his ears, if he doesn't tell the truth, the people in front of him seem to have no intention of letting him go back to heaven.

"A good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his life!!!" Besides, he was not a good man yet. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind.He poured out everything he knew like beans from a bamboo bucket.

Although Zhao Chengping had just heard the word "big shot" and had some expectations for what he would encounter during this period, he did not expect that it would be such a big shot, the Eastern Emperor of Heaven, the God of Spring who has the power to grow all things. .

"Are you familiar with him?" Zhao Chengping asked about Beiluo's sect.

The latter shook his head, one to the east, one to the north, one to conquer for ten thousand years, and one to live in peace.

When the gods heard Gou Mang's name, they also looked at each other in blank dismay, and put away their laughter. Although the prestige of Wufang Emperor was not as powerful as it was in the prehistoric years, for these gods who ascended to the sky in the later period, it was also the same. A name that exists only in legends and memories.

In the entire fairy training class, only female ugly had any contact with Jumang.

"Where's the female ugly?" Zhao Chengping glanced at the crowd, she was not there, and there was no one in her room on the second floor, the female ugly went out, no one knew where she went.

Nezha, who was standing next to the Stove Lord, took a deep breath: "The Stove God's old man has the fragrance of the ugly girl's clothes."

Everyone's eyes fell on the Kitchen God who thought he could sneak away quietly. The Kitchen God glared at Nezha fiercely, but the Santan Haihui God who looked like a child didn't care at all and looked at him with a provocative smile. Looking at the Stove Lord, it almost said on his face, "If you don't accept it, come and beat me."

That's all, thinking about the Qiankun Circle Huntian Ling in his hand, and the most important thing is that he also has a protective master, Taiyi Zhenren, how many lives the Kitchen God has is not enough to fight against Nezha.

It's already half said anyway, and it won't make things worse by saying the other half.

"They knew each other before?"

"A female clown is a celestial maiden?"

"Is it Jumang who brought out the ten suns?"

"Wow, does Di Jun know such breaking news?"

The enthusiasm of the gods for gossip news is no less than that of ordinary people's three aunts and six wives. They pieced together the various versions they have heard and came to the conclusion:

"Jumang wants to rebel, first the fire extinguishing department, then the thunder department, and then attack the Lingxiao Palace, and become the emperor himself!"

It doesn't matter to Beiluo Shimen and Xie Yun who don't want to go back to heaven at all. It's different for the gods who are holding back their energy and want to accumulate enough merit to return to heaven. Once the emperor and the courtier, if they go back and find that their superiors have It's not certain what will happen if they are replaced.

(End of this chapter)