Journey to the heavens starting from the fox demon

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Knock the other two to the ground.

"Phew! Zhang Chulan, I did it. This challenge is mine!" Xiao Huo panted with scars all over his face.

"Come on! Let me experience the origin of the older generation's body."

Xiao Huo put on a hug posture for Zhang Chulan who was sitting on the ground.

"sit down!"

Zhang Chulan said with a gloomy face, "I allow you to adjust the turbulent qi in your body, and adjust the qi in your body to the best state. Now you, I will not make a move."

Xiao Huo: "..." As expected of a master, this kind of demeanor.

"Zhang Chulan... thank you!"

Xiao Huopan sat down and began to recover the qi in his body.

I couldn't help thinking: I'm still too persistent, winning or losing is not important anymore, being able to fight against such a master is already the highest honor.

At this time, Xiao Huo admired Zhang Chulan from the bottom of his heart.This age is not older than him, but he can definitely be called a strong man.

Xiao Huo closed his eyes and adjusted the Qi flow in his body, suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart.

It made his heart jump violently, but he couldn't find the source of this feeling.

Outside, Zhang Chulan looked as if his scheme had succeeded.

"Uh...referee, let me slap him now..." Zhang Chulan took off her black cloak, pointed to Xiao Huo who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said to the referee above.

The Taoist priest who acted as the referee had a dark face, and uttered two words in a very aggrieved manner: "No offense..."

"However, I have to tell you. Zhang Chulan, I want to slap you now." The referee stared at Zhang Chulan with a displeased face. He has never seen such a brazen person in his life.

"That's good!" Zhang Chulan stretched her muscles and didn't pay attention to the referee's last words.

"puff--!"

Xiao Huo opened his eyes fiercely, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Then his aura began to drop rapidly.

However, Xiao Huo can no longer control so much.

Facing Zhang Chulan who was constantly grinding his fists in front of him, he asked loudly: "Hey! Didn't you say that you will wait for me to slow down before you do it?"

In an instant, Xiao Huo, I wanted to understand something.

"Fuck! What you just said... Wait, where is your dignity as a strong man?"

"The dignity of the strong? How much is that stuff worth?"

Zhang Chulan showed a bright smile unconsciously, and sarcastically said: "It's just some people who advocate violence and want to save face. True dignity has nothing to do with strength. Oh, by the way, what I just said is actually Lied to you."

"You should have guessed it too."

As Zhang Chulan said, she smiled and gave Xiao Huo a severe beating from socialism.

"what!"

"Ouch!"

"Zhang Chulan...you bastard!"

Xiao Huo lay powerlessly on the ground, staring at Zhang Chulan in front of him with hatred.

He regretted so much, regretted listening to his slander.

Once, there was an opportunity to enter the next round in front of him, but he didn't cherish it.

Until now, he regretted it too much.

If heaven can give him a chance to come back again.

He would say to Zhang Chulan loudly:

"I believe you a ghost!"