Chapter 842: Thank you Master for your towel

[Text] Chapter 842 Thank You, Master's Towel
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Chapter 842 Thank You Master For The Towel This Person Is Not Simple!
For some reason, Feng Hao raised such a thought in his heart. The old man named Huang Tianyun must have used some special ability to cover up his true cultivation!
Even more horrible, this special method of covering up can't even break through the purple mid-level purple air eastward. Suddenly, Feng Hao looked at his eyes and changed.
His guy is not as simple as it seems.
"Woohoo! ... Master, you must accept me, otherwise I won't be able to kneel ..."
Huang Tianyun mourned. The wiping action seemed to be rehearsed numerous times. It was precisely applied to Feng Hao's trouser tube. When he put his eyes on Feng Hao's other trouser tube intentionally or unintentionally, Feng Hao finally woke up. coming.
"Okay, I promise you!"
Regardless of the purpose of the person in front of him, in order to save himself another trouser tube, Feng Hao could only promise to come down first.
After all, Ziqi comes from the east, and it is not something that anyone can practice!
Feng Hao made up his mind. As long as this guy can't practice, he can push it away!
Seeing that he had agreed, everyone around him looked at him with amazement, all looking at him with a miserable look.
How could this pupil of the pupils be so good at talking?
Every master of heavenly phase stones is noble and proud. Ordinary people, they don't even care about it. Even if they say hello, they will feel that they have a lot of love, let alone to accept a disciple.
Is it disgusting?
Looking at Feng Hao's glittering trousers, the corners of all their mouths were drawn fiercely.
This bad luck king is really not covered. In order to worship the teacher, any means can be used ...
However, they asked themselves, this method, it is really impossible to change it!
Looking at the long river on the ground, they were very speechless. At the same time, they doubted in their hearts, is this object in this guy's body?
"Really ?!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Tianyun seemed to pull out the clouds to see the sky, and his tearful eyes were suddenly full of anticipation and looked up at Feng Hao.
"Uh ... well, it's true."
Seeing his sloppy appearance, Feng Hao wanted to refuse, but seeing that he seemed to have a tendency to wipe again, he still agreed very hard.
What kind of evil did you create? Why did you drop such a bad luck king to torture yourself?
"Master! You are so wonderful, ohh! ... I am so touched!"
Suddenly, Huang Tianyun stood up and rushed directly to Feng Hao's waist, holding a full of arms, and his face full of snot tears was rubbed Feng Hao's clothes. Suddenly, Feng Hao felt a moment in his shirt. roll?
Although Feng Hao felt disgusting, this was definitely not his tendency to vomit, but something else in his arms was struggling.
Judging by that softness, a preliminary estimate should be a small ball?
"Oh! Oh! ..."
Sure enough, there was an angry cry of small from Fenghao's shirt. He twisted his body vigorously, but he couldn't get rid of the status quo. He could only watch the crystal clear liquid sticking to his clean Above the hair.
"open!"
Feng Hao gritted his teeth and drank.
He wanted to break the shackles of this guy, but this guy ’s hands were made of fine gold. Even if he used the power of supervision, he could not shake the silk pattern, and it would not have any effect at all.
"If you don't let go, then I won't accept your apprentice!"
Feng Hao had no choice but to use threats.
This shirt is ruined!
"Thank you, Master!"
When he heard what he said, Huang Tianyun let go and took a few steps back and said to Feng Hao with a smile on his face, but his words were full of alternative pride.
"Oh!"
When Feng Hao was trying to say something, Bai Ying flickered, swept out of his collar, and flung directly towards Huang Tianyun. The fierce look seemed to want to tear it apart ...
However, what happened to make Fenghao's eyes fall off quickly!
The small ball that even the three saints and other saints could not catch was unexpectedly stretched out and grabbed in the hand by the stupid Huang Tianyun, and then ...
"Master is really kind. This towel is so easy to use!"
While holding the small ball and wiping it on the face full of snot tears, he also laughed and said, with a proud word, so that Feng Hao could not respond for a long time.
The small ball is not as good as death, and his mouth is constantly screaming, but it can't stop his movement. The original clean hair is covered with layers of crystal objects.
All this, in the eyes of others, there is nothing at all. In their eyes, the small ball is just a small pet with no ability to attack, and Huang Tianyun, in any case, also has Wu Zun's realm of cultivation, scratching his head , Naturally without any problems!
But Feng Hao was shocked beyond words.
Xiaoqiuqiu is weird. He never refuses to suffer, but now he has suffered such a big loss. Seeing that it is better to die, he hates Huang Tianyun anxious, but he cannot escape his clutches.
"What the is this guy?"
A drop of sweat dripped from Feng Hao's forehead.
The seemingly harmless old man in front of him looked like a demon king in his eyes at this time, unfathomable, making him tremble!
Among other things, he can make the small ball lose, which is enough to show that he is extraordinary!
"Thank you Master for your towel!"
At about the same time, Huang Tianyun grinned, and tossed a small ball full of crystal objects to Feng Hao.
As a result, the small ball naturally jumped up again ...
Time and again, the image of the small ball is no longer the original. Its weird speed like air is no longer there. Every time Huang Tianyun only needs to reach out, he can easily hold it in his hand. And then rubbing it over and over again, let it die alive, call constantly.
At this moment, it was like a downhill small cat, with its whole fur stuck together, and the crystal clear object made the gagging, even Fenghao didn't dare let it approach.
With this farce, many people thought Feng Hao would be furious, but the situation was beyond their expectations. Feng Hao seemed to have acquiesced to the existence of the bad luck king of Huang Tianyun.
This puzzled everyone around.
"Master, go, help me go back to those gambling houses where I lost the stones!"
In Feng Hao's fleet of gods, Huang Yuntian was pulling him out of the crowd and rushing towards the ancient array.
After the two of them disappeared, these talents remembered that Feng Hao had not yet agreed to the invitation of the Imperial Family. {om Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}