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Ye Fan's eyes lit up. This was an old monster that had lived for tens of thousands of years!
It must be a treasure from the Chaos Spirit List!
Tsk tsk tsk ~ The big rooster was too polite. It was truly better to be respectful than to obey.
With a flap of the Three-legged Golden Crow's wings, it smashed onto Ye Fan's butt with a loud bang, smashing him towards the hole above.
Ye Fan:?
Where's the promised big gift? How could he not say anything!
"Big rooster, your elder will sooner or later drink your stew!"
Ye Fan roared, as though he trusted the big rooster so much, in the end, he had tricked him!
The Three-legged Golden Crow let out a caw and said blandly, "Human, I am looking forward to your re-entry into the demon realm!"
Ye Fan expressed that if they were to come in again, they would definitely make a stew.
Only when everyone was engulfed did the large hole in the sky slowly close itself and return to normal.
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At the summit of a certain mountain in Frigid Immortal Domain, little white-dragon was barbequing a gigantic tiger.
The sturdy muscles of the tiger's hind legs were currently sizzling oil under the slow fire. Although it was very fragrant, for some reason, the little white-dragon felt that its stomach would ache whenever it saw the roast meat.
On the opposite side, the Old Zombie Flame Dragon Emperor disdained to eat, and said: "This litter Langlong is so hot, why are you still trying so hard to eat this trash!"
The little white-dragon looked at him with contempt, and said: "I'll say it again, I'm called little white-dragon, don't learn bad things from that brat!"
"Even if your cultivation is sky-high, even if you can live forever, if you don't have this delicacy, what's the point of cultivating?"
"Humans live for the things they love, so there is a need to work hard. Well, you old zombie wouldn't understand. "
After so long, the little white-dragon did not especially want to kill Ye Fan anymore. Furthermore, the great land of the Flame Dragon only wanted to retrieve the dragon pearl and the Dragonbone Battle Sword.
Flame Dragon Emperor had not eaten in tens of thousands of years, but at this moment, his interest was piqued by the little white-dragon.
Just as he was about to eat it, the sky suddenly split open and a figure fell out from within.
The figure was impartial and smashed into the grill, blowing away the whole grill.
When the Flame Dragon reached a few dozen kilograms of meat, only the piece in his hand was left.
Lie down!
Could he f * cking endure this?
The two almighty elders exploded on the spot!
Especially the little white-dragon, who f * cking ate his food, it was as if they killed his parents!
Puff ~
Ye Fan's mouth was stuffed with two bones, he silently crawled up and stared at them.
For three seconds, no one spoke.
Cough cough, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Ye Fan was still holding onto a piece of tender meat, while eating by himself. Before he finished eating the meat, he was drenched in cold sweat.
Ye Fan: Big chicken, this old man will make a fool of you until I'm done with you!
What a pity!
Where should he fall? When these two were having barbeque, he smashed down on them.
"Cough cough, litter Langlong, Old Zombie, hello!"
little white-dragon: "Hehe!"
Flame Dragon Emperor: Hehehe ~
This was f * cking unbearable!
The little white-dragon instantly made its move, its palm striking towards Ye Fan's head without any hesitation.
"thunderbolt wing, run!"
Ye Fan suddenly transformed into a bolt of lightning, and managed to escape the palm before it landed.
This was also the reason why the little white-dragon was careless, how could he have thought that this fellow would actually have wings!
What a f * cking dog!
"Humph!" You still want to run? Leave my things behind! " Flame Dragon Emperor let out a loud shout, and astonishingly transformed into a dragon's shadow as he rushed out.