"Oh, I'm still a mysterious immortal king!" Qianmo raised his eyebrows and said.

Peng Guangming didn't hear the sarcasm in Qianmo's voice, but instead raised his lips to Qianmo and smiled: "How is it? Are you scared?"

"I'm scared! Your shamelessness is so scary!"

Qianmo said while blinking his eyes and making Xizi's heart-holding look. Feng Jiao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Seeing her Zhan Yan smiled, even Ling Yuan was happy. He even felt that it was a good thing to have Qianmo, a living treasure, bringing his little chef anytime and anywhere.

Hearing the strong sarcastic meaning in Qianmo's tone, Peng Guangming's black face instantly turned red: "Hey, who do you look down on? Your grandfather will send you to the West now!"

As the president of the Linjiang City Immortal Cultivation Association, when has he been ridiculed by others like this?

Peng Guangming gritted his teeth and rushed towards Qianmo.

He didn't expect that before he rushed to Qianmo, Qianmo suddenly flew over and kicked him out, which was still a familiar place or a familiar pork stall.

However, this time, the pig intestine and the chopped meat filling were gone to add icing on the cake.

When he bumped into the pork stall again, Peng Guangming got up furiously, picked up the meat-cutting knife inserted diagonally on the pork board, and threw it towards Qianmo.

"Go to die, little beast!" he cursed gritting his teeth.

"Haha, old beast, you don't die, how dare you die first?" Qianmo said with a bent lips.

He calmly waited for the kitchen knife to fly over and approach him, then he waved his right hand in a casual and elegant manner, swung a wind blade, changing the direction of the kitchen knife flying, and letting it turn back towards the position where Peng Guangming was.

Seeing the silver blade, Peng Guangming dared not hesitate and hurriedly dodged to the side.

It was also when he and Qianmo tried their best and had not fought hard that the most powerful general under Peng Guangming, the elder Feng, finally gathered more than 20 cultivators with cultivation ranging from immortal spirits to immortal kings, and rushed over from the Linjiang City Immortal Cultivation Association.

As soon as he saw his large group of troops, Peng Guangming couldn't help but feel proud: "Elder Feng, you are here just in time! Hurry up and take down all the demons who made trouble in the street for this president!"

The atmosphere between the two sides became tense for a moment, making the neighbors and passers-by hiding in shops facing the street start to worry about Ling Yuan and the three of them, as well as the beautiful and cute little white cat.

In the eyes of these ordinary, innocent and kind people who are deeply persecuted by the Peng family, no matter whether Ling Yuan and the others are humans or monsters, they always take action to teach the Peng family a lesson, which is considered to be a vent of anger for the villagers who have endured for so many years.

So what if they are the demon clan? The demon clan knows that they cannot bully good people and cannot suppress others with their power. They are so many times stronger than the arrogant and domineering father and daughter of the Peng family.

"Everyone rushes with me and take down these monsters who don't know how to live or die!" Peng Guangming shouted and took the lead in rushing up.

Elder Feng and others also followed closely behind.

As for whether the three monks with the little white cats are demon clans, haha, who cares about these?
Chapter completed!