How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

All three people on the altar lost consciousness, including the two spiritual children who were performing.

They slowly floated out of Jiang Luo and Xiao Shuai's bodies, bowed respectfully to them and said, "Master, distinguished guests, you can go back now!"

Jiang Luo glanced at Fan Wujiu, raised his chin and said, "I'm going back. Find a chance to steal the fire."

Fan Wujiu responded casually: "Don't worry, these things are easy for me."

Jiang Luo thought to himself, you are just bragging!

If it was so easy, why would you hide your head and show your tail? And you cut yourself into two parts, I don't believe that it will not have any impact on your cultivation.

Jiang Luo slowly got up from the ground, looked at the lifeless master lying on the ground, and snorted coldly, "You died a worthy death."

He saw the soul of the envoy rising into the sky, his eyes full of confusion and despair. He stretched out his hand and shouted at the envoy, "Lord envoy, Lord envoy, take me away, take me away!"

The messenger of God ignored him, his eyes only fixed on the fire that had just been refined.

In his heart, nothing is more important than fire.

He rushed into the huge abyss behind the tunnel, climbed onto the rail car using his hands and feet, and came to the fire as quickly as possible.

Just as he expected, the fire was indeed refined. Compared with the original weak fire, the fire at this time had turned into a round and smooth fire bead, like a night pearl, but far more dazzling than a night pearl.

Jiang Luo and Huo Yancheng watched from afar and felt that this fire was extraordinary. It contained abundant energy visible to the naked eye. If the supreme fire of the divine realm was really ignited, it would probably release even more energy.

Jiang Luo asked: "How is it? Is it easy to grab?"

Fan Wujiu slowly stood up and said, "Of course it's easy to rob, but you have to do me a favor."

Jiang Luo asked: "What help?"

Fan Wujiu replied: "Help me block this exit, I want to trap him to death here!"

As he said this, he flew forward and, without further ado, flew directly in the direction of the fire.

Jiang Luo also cooperated very well. He turned around and walked forward to cast a spell to seal the tunnel of the abyss. However, he did not think much about it at this time. If the tunnel was sealed, how would they get out?

At the bottom of the abyss, Fan Wujiu was already grappling with the divine messenger. It could be seen that the divine messenger was quite capable, as he was able to take both of Fan Wujiu's palms.

That was pure Yangyan power. If an ordinary person had been hit by two palms, he would have been turned into a sausage.

The god's messenger was filled with astonishment. He took two steps back and asked, "Yang... Yangyan power? Who... Who are you?"

Fan Wujiu said casually without any seriousness, "I am your grandfather."

Hearing this tone, the man immediately recognized who he was and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, it turns out to be you! I have pretended to be you for thousands of years. I can say that I know you better than anyone else. Didn't you turn to ashes? Why are you here again? Also, where did you get the power of Yangyan? Could it be that... you... you absorbed the power of the Lord God before you died?"

Fan Wujiu glanced into the distance and saw Jiang Luo still destroying the tunnel with all his might. He turned around and looked at the divine messenger, exclaimed, and asked, "You're not that stupid, are you? Why, you want to take it back? That depends on whether you have the ability to do so!"

The envoy of God was so angry that he pointed at Fan Wujiu and said, "You... you are a shameless person. It's a pity that the Lord God loves you so much, but you absorbed all his power just to survive! The master should never, ever have any illusions about you! You are just... just... a heartless scumbag!"

Fan Wujiu scratched his ears and said, "What are you talking about? How could I be a scumbag? He is a toad who wants to eat swan flesh. He has grown into such an ugly appearance and still has the nerve to covet me. Alas, people should be matched with people of the same kind. As the saying goes, fish are matched with fish, shrimps are matched with shrimps, frogs are matched with toads, and turtles are matched with tortoises. An ugly person should be matched with an ugly person."

The envoy of God was almost mad. He raised his finger and pointed at Fan Wujiu and said, "Who are you calling ugly? The Lord God is extremely handsome, and you dare to say he is ugly! I... I will fight you today!"

Fan Wujiu fought with the divine envoy again, and did not forget to continue to provoke him: "He is ugly to begin with, and he doesn't allow others to say that he is ugly. He is not the only one I have called ugly, but he is the one who takes it the most to heart. It shows that he is a person who cares a lot about his face! It's a pity that he has practiced for hundreds of years, but he is still ugly. He has poor aesthetic taste and will never become beautiful in this life."

The envoy said, "Since you don't like him, why did you ask him out? You obviously... obviously don't have to pay attention to him!"

Fan Wujiu smiled and said, "Because he is disgusting, I found a half-human person to be my substitute. If I don't teach him a lesson, it will seem that I, the son of an ancient god, am quite tasteless. People who don't know would really think that I found such an ugly person. Remember, there is only one person I like from beginning to end!"

As he said that, he swung the dagger in his hand vigorously and swung it directly at the messenger of God. The messenger of God dodged quickly and nimbly avoided Fan Wujiu's attack. However, the sword hit the fire and split it into two halves, one big and one small.

Fan Wujiu cried out inwardly, "Oh no!" He quickly snatched away most of it, but the small piece that popped out had already been swallowed by the messenger of God.

Fan Wujiu couldn't help but get mad. This was something he had promised Jiang Luo, and it couldn't be ruined by this old guy.

So he flew forward, grabbed the messenger's staff, and beat him hard with a bang.

The messenger of God knew that he was no match for Fan Wujiu, and after taking several hits, he seized the opportunity and slipped towards the tunnel at the exit of the abyss.

But when they reached the tunnel entrance, they found that Jiang Luo had blocked the tunnel.

He wanted to escape, but he had no chance to do so. Seeing that his chance of survival was blocked, the messenger of God roared in despair, as if he was going to explode his dantian and escape.

Jiang Luo snorted coldly and said, "I was tricked by you last time, don't even think about it this time."

As he said this, he raised ten ice arrows and stabbed them straight at the four feet of the messenger of God, nailing him directly to the top of the cliff.

At this time, Fan Wujiu also followed and said in a cold voice: "With him, he still has the nerve to be... a stand-in. This stand-in is too fake."

Jiang Luo took out his short knife and pointed it at the divine messenger, and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, where is the divine realm?"

The messenger looked at him coldly. Facing Huo Yancheng's face, Jiang Luo felt indescribably awkward, but he knew that this was a fake, and he couldn't help feeling a little disgusted, so he moved the dagger closer.

Unexpectedly, this divine messenger was so brave that he coughed up a large mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth and said, "You want to get words out of me? Haha, don't even think about it. I swear to never betray my master even if I die."

Fan Wujiu asked: "You did all the bad things for him, do you think it's worth it?"

The messenger of God replied: "Is it worth it? Why not? Before I met him, I was a little beggar begging on the street. It was only a matter of time before I died of cold and hunger on the street. After I met him, I had enough food and warm clothes. He spoiled me and made me a superior person. Not only did I have endless wealth and glory, but I also had tremendous power to look down on the world. I would not refuse even if I died for him!"

It is difficult to comment on Jiang Luo. Such a person is the most difficult to tame. He does not have any sense of patriotism in his heart. He only has the desire to pull himself out of the quagmire.

Although the man brought him back for the purpose of using him as a pedophile, being a pedophile was already a very good ending compared to freezing to death or starving to death on the street.

What's more, from what he said, it seemed that the Zhuoer group was quite nice to the boy lover.

For a moment, Jiang Luo didn't know how to appeal to this person's emotions or reason with him, as if no matter what he said, it was useless.

Fan Wujiu kicked him in the stomach with a bang, and the other half of the fire he had swallowed fell out, mixed with some bad taste.

Fan Wujiu cast a spell with great disdain, purified the fire, picked it up and put it together with the one in his hand, then raised an eyebrow at Jiang Luo: "How is it? I got it."

Jiang Luo had just nodded when he heard the messenger of God on the cliff groan, and all the ice arrows were destroyed and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.