This is...a wild big catfish in the river?!

Qing Xuanzi, who was tied up by Fu Yang and A Huang using spells, of course, also saw a big catfish that was twisting wildly in Xiong's hand.

But he was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on?

Could it be...Is this monster who wants to treat him to catfish and eliminate his grudges with a smile?

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on Qing Xuanzi's face, and he swept across Fu Yang and A Huang's face with his gloomy eyes, and finally frozen on Mr. Xiong's face.

He said righteously: "You three evil ways, do you think... if you invite me to eat a roasted wild catfish, you will write off this matter? It's simply a delusion. Hahaha. I know, you should be scared now, right? After all, this is on the territory of my Qingcheng Sect."

Well……

Fu Yang and A Huang looked at each other and scratched their heads in confusion.

What is this old Taoist priest talking about?

What should I eat roasted catfish? What should I write it off? I don’t understand!

Master Xiong was stunned, then understood and his eyes narrowed slightly. The round and fat face had a more obscene expression, which made Qing Xuanzi feel inexplicably furious.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"It's okay, old Taoist priest, you're right. This is the barbecue catfish, used to beg you to spare us. I'll give it to you immediately!"

As he said that, Mr. Xiong stretched out the catfish that was still jumping around to Ah Huang: "Come on, borrow a fire."

Ah Huang showed a "I understand" smile and reached out to lightly.

Hula!

An orange-yellow flame instantly wrapped the lively wild catfish. After a second, it stopped struggling and turned into a burnt and grilled catfish.

Um?

Fu Yang was slightly stunned and felt a little strange: "Fat Cat, are you really planning to make grilled catfish for Taoist Qingxuan to eat?"

He felt that this was not like Mr. Xiong's style.

Ouch Ouch...

Mr. Xiong changed his hands a few times: "This freshly roasted catfish is quite hot. Boy Fu, you are not as sensible as Boy Huang. Master, seeing his vulgar appearance, he probably knows what's going on."

snort!

Qing Xuanzi sneered: "Although your wild roasted catfish is very fragrant, don't think it can be used to please me. I have remembered the appearance of you three. Unless you kill me immediately now and let me die of my soul. Otherwise, when I return to Qingcheng Sect, there are some of you who are good-looking."

"Oh, I'm so scared. Old guy, this roasted catfish is indeed something you can eat. But it's not eaten with your mouth."

This fish...isn't it eaten with your mouth?

What does it mean?

Qing Xuanzi didn't understand much.

However, before he could figure it out, Mr. Xiong suddenly walked around behind him, shouting "It's so hot" while poking the half-foot-long freshly roasted hot catfish in his hand and stabbed Qing Xuanzi's...whose!

ah!!!

A shrill scream that broke through the sky suddenly echoed through the night sky.

hiss!

Fu Yang took a breath and looked at the scene in front of him, stunned and speechless.

No matter what, he would never have imagined that Master Xiong had so many tricks!

Can you do this?

The catfish was cooked and roasted hot, and then... it was terrible.

Qing Xuanzi's old face showed a huge expression of anger and humiliation. He shouted loudly: "You fat cat demon, you are despicable and shameless, you are vulgar! Wait, I must kill you."

However, Mr. Xiong turned a deaf ear to this kind of "peedy" abuse. He clapped his hands and was afraid: "Okay, I'm happy enough. Will this guy kill him?"

Fu Yang waved his hand: "Forget it, he did nothing wrong. He did not cause any actual harm to us. Let's go back quickly."

cut!

Master Xiong pouted, hugged his arms and looked at Fu Yang with his eyes slanted: "What a kind of woman. Forget it, let's listen to you."

Fu Yang smiled slightly, a wise light flashed through his eyes, but he didn't say much.

The reason why he didn't do anything to Qing Xuanzi was actually not only his relatively generous personality and the reasons he just mentioned. More importantly, Fu Yang was keenly aware of the contradictions within the Qingcheng Sect...

If there are any subsequent grudges with Zhang Ganzhen in the future, maybe this is also a nail laid!

As long as they are inconsistent with Zhang Ganzhen's "ambitious" and are still considered "good people", Fu Yang can think that they may be on the same front as them in the future... but they need to first realize Zhang Ganzhen's true face. This is the most difficult thing.

After all, you can't just say that the head of the country is a despicable ambitious, right?

What a genius believes!

But no matter what, Fu Yang's thoughts are getting deeper and deeper. Take one step and look at three steps! A random move may lay the groundwork for some future things.

"Little Turtle, come here quickly. Let's go!"

Master Xiong waved his paws, and the old turtle demon king who had been watching honestly on the ground immediately flew over and stood beside Master Xiong honestly.

This time, Fu Yang directly used the seven-color spiritual power to transform into a larger sword shadow. The four of them stood on it and then headed towards Rongcheng...

After they flew away, the two magic ropes that bound Qing Xuanzi were automatically untied, and he couldn't react and fell directly from the air.

His magic sword was naturally thrown away by Fu Yang - although the intermediate magic weapon of the earth level is very precious, it may cause competition among countless practitioners in the supernatural world. But since they have spared their lives, Fu Yang naturally would not be greedy for such a small advantage.

What's more, the intermediate magic weapon of the earth level... Fu Yang really doesn't really like it.

Whoosh...shuang.

The magic sword first landed and inserted it into the soil.

And then...sp!

Qing Xuanzi fell face down in a pile of dead branches and leaves.

Although it hurts a little, it is simply not worth mentioning compared to the severely painful butt.

Qing Xuanzi endured the grief in his heart and looked back...

Sure enough, I saw a big roasted catfish inserted into my own, cough cough... the chrysanthemum is exposed with the fish tail outside!

ah!!!

He roared again and pounded the ground frantically with his fists. Two lines of turbid tears of humiliation slowly shed from his old face.

As a straight man, being treated like this is definitely a tragedy on earth.

"Vulgar! It's so vulgar... How could there be such a demon king in this world?" Qing Xuanzi felt that he couldn't understand. What Mr. Xiong did was beyond his honest views.

At this time, the eight Qingcheng Sect disciples who had just been crushed by Fu Yang also staggered and surrounded him in pain.

"Great Elder, are you okay with Grand Elder?"
Chapter completed!