Chapter 988

"Son, you don't have the style of our heaven swallowing clan, do you?"

After Xia Fukun took the fairy to bed, he was ready to withdraw. After all, if someone came in, wouldn't he be exposed?

It was also when he was ready to withdraw from the hut that the voice of the goblin slowly rang in Xia Fukun's mind.

Xia Fukun: "godfather, what are you talking about?"

Earth swallowing Monster: "you know, when the heaven swallowing clan was still in its heyday, you killed me, but you met each other! Like you, I just felt that your body has changed, your hormones are burning, and you are still indifferent. Can't you

"What are you talking about, godfather?"

Xia Fukun is so anxious that he says he can't? How is that possible?

Besides, although he has the blood power of the heaven swallowing clan, he is a human after all. How can he be a stallion like the heaven swallowing clan? He is Xia Fukun, but he is very special, OK?

It was also when Xia Fukun was ready to push the door open. Outside, another sound of footsteps came.

Xia Fukun: "mud code?"

He looked around. The room he was in was empty.

At this moment, if you break out, the Yang hall will be in turmoil. At that time, it will be difficult for you to get the blissful system by surprise. After all, Yang Yang is sure to be on guard ahead of time.

But in this room, there is only one bed and one square table. I can't make a seam to drill into it!

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun gritted his teeth and went back to bed. And at this time, the fairy is also in this bed.

What shall I do?

Xia Fukun took out a blanket from the space bracelet, covered the fairy and wrapped her in the quilt.

It was also after Xia Fukun had done all this that the door of the house was pushed open.

"What's the matter, fairy

The Yang hall disciple who came in glanced at the room. As a result, he didn't find the fairy in the room. At the moment, he was confused.

He just watched the fairy enter the room where Xia Fukun was!

However, there is no secret passage in this room, and it's nothing. How can you come in and disappear?

After sweeping around, the disciple didn't find anything strange. When he turned around and left, he suddenly found a blanket on Xia Fukun's body, which seemed to protrude on the edge of Xia Fukun?!

Looking at Xia Fukun, he was still dizzy.

It can't be

The disciple of Yang hall has a very bold idea at the moment.

He took a deep breath.

"Fairies

There was a cry in his mouth. Then he rushed to the bed and lifted the blanket. Suddenly, he saw the fairy lying in the blanket.

This disciple: "I'm not sure."

All of a sudden, tears from the eyes inside the slide.

The expression of the whole person is particularly excited.

Every inch of the face muscles are twitching.

"Why?"

"Why, fairy!"

"You are the dream goddess of all the young people in our Yang Temple!"

"Why do you take advantage of a kid who doesn't know the origin?"

"Ah, ah, ah --"

The disciple roared and rushed out of Xia Fukun's room.

Xia Fukun

A little confused, he got up from the bed and looked at the open room. He couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The other party, it seems, misunderstood something?

He took a look at the fainting Fairy on the side.

If the disciple had looked carefully just now, he would have seen that the fairy's clothes were complete, and there was one more thing. The little fairy obviously fainted. How can there be so many fancy ideas?

Xia Fukun doesn't understand

Xia Fukun is crazy about

But what Xia Fukun also knows is

Now

I'm afraid I can't stay in this small room!"Damn... Just now I should have grasped the goods and asked about the situation in the Yang hall!"

After Xia Fukun broke his saliva, he didn't care about the fairy on the side. He just flashed out of the room.

As soon as Xia Fukun came out of the room, he saw the Yang hall disciple standing on a high platform.

Under the high platform, hundreds of Yang hall disciples gathered there.

Xia Fukun pondered for a while, put on a mask for himself, then changed his clothes and got into the crowd.

Although this Yang hall is not as good as Fulinmen, there are tens of thousands of disciples. After all, in the realm of quasi gods, Yang Yang is well-known and can attract many disciples. Xia Fukun didn't believe that in the Yang hall, could all the disciples know each other?

Xia Fukun got close to the crowd and patted one of the disciples on the shoulder.

"Hello, brother, what's the situation?"

The disciple turned his head.

"Oh, Ho --"

Almost scared, a dog gnawing mud.

"You are a real man. What do you say you have to do to wear a mask?"

Xia Fukun

Is your mask scary?

He remembers wearing a mask like salted egg Superman in crayon Xiaoxin

"Ha ha, I hurt my face a little, so I took a mask casually."

Xia Fukun lies casually.

"Ah, brother, it's not your fault to be ugly. It's your fault not to face yourself in the face."

Xia Fukun didn't expect that the disciple gave him such a sentence.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Fukun silently wrote down the appearance of the disciple of Yang hall.

"Forget it, I'll tell you, it's called Er goudan. I don't know what happened to him. He cried and said that he wanted to jump off the stage and kill himself..."

Xia Fukun:

So there's a saying of suicide in the Yang hall?

So

What kind of player are these two dog eggs?

Is it because... My goddess has been "defiled"???