In a small house in the Seventh Peak of Maoshan, there is a fat man lying comfortably on the bed, holding a chicken leg in his mouth, and he opened his mouth and bit it, but it loosened again, as if he was enjoying this tearing and delicious feeling.W     wW.

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Since the fat monk returned to Maoshan, he had no intention of going back to Longyin Temple. He was talking nonsense... He ate cabbage and radish all day long when he went back, and he would not leave even if he beat him to death.

The excuse to use is very simple, that is, Yan Feng owes him 1,000 roast chickens, and he wants to finish eating before leaving.

This reason is ridiculous, but it is impossible to refute it.

Naturally, it is impossible for Yan Feng to do this roast chicken, but it is not a big deal for Si Nanlie. He instructed the chef below to send three roast chickens to Fat Monk in one day.

By doing this, this fat man had to eat chicken in Maoshan for a whole year.

It's really hard to understand. Why can't this fat man eat roast chicken all day long?

It was noon at this time, and the fat monk was killing a roast chicken sent by his disciples. He watched the sky outside the window turn dark and was muttering, "This is a good day, but it's going to be black."

But...it's fine if it's black, go to bed early.

For the fat monk, there are only three major preferences in his life: eating, sleeping in, and having a young lady... but the third one is not yet a chance to drive vigorously.

He bit half of the chicken legs in his mouth in one bite, and the fat monk just lay down and ate, without fear of choking to death.

At this moment, with a bang, the door of the house exploded, scaring the fat monk so much that he jumped out of the bed, and then coughed violently.

She was wearing a white robe, gray and long, and Yan Feng's face was filled with a cold and solemn look.

He glanced at the fat monk, and his voice was cold: "Go to a place with me!"

The figure flew directly past the fat monk. In an instant, there was no one in the room, only a chicken leg that had been gnawed nearly half fell on the bed.

Above the sky, Yan Feng held the fat monk in one hand and cut through the world.

The fat monk in his hand struggled desperately, his face turned red, and he kept grabbing his neck.

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then a force of cultivation came from his hand. In an instant, the fat monk coughed violently, and a piece of chicken was directly clicked out.

"Old man, I'm choking to death by Master Buddha. I said donor Yan, why are you doing in such a hurry?!"

"Yinyang Ghost Market."

Yan Feng glanced at the fat monk beside him and said lightly.

He wanted to go to the Yin-Yang Ghost Market, of course he could not break in openly. With his strength, he would never be able to do it. If he passed through the entrance by ordinary methods, he would definitely be seen by people from the Ghost Market. Therefore, Yan Feng thought of Fat Monk, and with his power of immune barriers, he should be able to escape the investigation of the Ghost Market.

As soon as he heard the Yin-Yang Ghost Market, the fat monk suddenly became depressed: "Donor Yan, just go there. What do you do with Master Buddha? I am a monk."

"Don't yell, at worst, I'll give you another thousand roast chickens."

Yan Feng didn't have the idle intention to argue with the fat monk. Anyway, this fat man has this personality. He said he didn't want it, but his body was very honest.

"Okay, Master Buddha, I will reluctantly accompany you."

When he heard the roast chicken, the guy changed his mind. He looked like he would never go to death, but now he agreed.

The figure galloped above the sky. Yan Feng stared at the earth in a slant, and suddenly his figure stopped, his eyes emitting golden light.

"Donor Yan, why did your head change this color? Have you dyed your head? I said that those dyes really hurt your body, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Feng suppressed the fat monk and headed straight for a place in the mountain stream.

"I haven't finished speaking yet!"

This is a small waterfall. The water flows from ten feet to the land, splashing on the bluestones in the mountain stream, and the water splashes everywhere. Yan Feng and the fat monk appeared before the waterfall. The small corner on his shoulder was pointed at the waterfall and screamed.

"Gamble, what are you talking about?" The fat monk saw Xiaojiao calling, curious and wanted to touch Xiaojiao's head with his hand. He just reached over.

With a jam, Xiaojiao bit him directly, and suddenly a sound like a pig slaughtered in the mountain stream, which shocked the birds in the forest.

Yan Feng ignored it, but stared at the flowing waterfall in front of him. In his eyes of Haotian, there was a rich space flow within the waterfall. If you guessed correctly, after this waterfall, it should be an entrance to Yin and Yang Ghost Market.

Yan Feng turned his head and looked at the fat monk. I would like to know if it was the entrance.

He grabbed the fat monk's shoulder and rushed directly into the waterfall. However, the moment they touched the waterfall, a golden light appeared on the body of the fat monk and disappeared in an instant.

Under the waterfall, there are still water splashing everywhere, and the crisp sound is repentant in this mountain forest. From time to time, a few beasts pass by this mountain stream.

Under this Jiuzhou Great Six, there is a land of tens of millions of miles, known as eternal prosperity. This place is called Yin-Yang Ghost Market by the world.

For millions of years, no one knows where this ghost market came from, and even when it appeared, no one knows.

However, compared to the Ghost Market, there is still a world under this Ghost Market. This world is called the Shadow World!

People who know that this shadow world exists are either people in the shadow world or the peak existence in the world, otherwise there is no possibility of knowing it.

As its name suggests, the shadow world is like a illusion and shadow, and is born with Jiuzhou.

Of course, this name is just for those who know the existence of the Shadow World, most people do not know the existence of the Shadow World.

The shadow world, the entire world, exists like fragments, and everything is in a blur, like the shadows in the world, trembling and moving from time to time.

And in this most central part of the world, there is a group of palaces floating in the sky.

Among this palace group is a palace in a remote location, with two inside it.

Fang Mu sat cross-legged in the hall, looking at Yun Yue in front of him.

"Catch me, this is your idea for the Young Master Yin and Yang." Fang Mu's face was calm and there was no other expression.

"Old guy, can you still pretend to be a paradise in front of me? Believe it or not, I will kill you with one palm now?!"

Yun Yue looked at Fang Mu's calm look and said angrily.

"oh?"

Fang Mu smiled faintly: "If I remember correctly, the Young Master Yin and Yang said before leaving, if I lack a hair, you will only ask."

"you…!"

Yun Yue had an angry look on her face, but she couldn't say anything. The young master of Yin and Yang whom she was serving now was completely strange and had a strange personality. She smiled at you in the last second, and maybe she would just chop you up in the next second.

He has seen a lot of such things outside of these days.

He also found out about his grudges with Yan Feng by chance, and immediately felt aroused, thinking that he could use this matter to become his confidant.

But unexpectedly, in the end, he just wanted to look at Fang Mu and didn't let him move at all.

This cowardly anger... Yun Yue couldn't help but remember the free days when she was a demon outside. Compared with now, she was completely different.

The more I thought about it, the more angry she became, and Yunyue walked out of the palace directly.

Fang Mu looked out of the hall with a calm smile with a calm smile, and his hands were calculating something outside the hall.
Chapter completed!