I let you cultivate immortality, not bring harm to the immortal cultivation world!

The leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan is currently lying in his luxurious kennel, looking at a whole piece of stinky tofu affectionately, taking a deep breath from time to time, and then showing an intoxicated look.

'Oh my god, this smells so good...'

Early this morning, Qin Yu gave each of their dogs two portions of stinky tofu.

Seeing the stinky tofu that was protruding and piled up like a hill, the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan's eyes went straight.

To be honest, the moment the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan admitted that it had become a tribulation period, he was not happy at all.

This is the first time it has seen so much stinky tofu.

Smelling the smell that was enough to make a dog's soul tremble, the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan couldn't bear it anymore, opened his big mouth and bit into a piece of stinky tofu.

Before he could recover, the portion of stinky tofu in front of him disappeared without a trace.

If it weren't for the saliva still remaining on it, the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan would have thought that this stinky tofu had never appeared.

‘It turns out it’s so good to eat so much stinky tofu in one go! ’ Thinking of the difficult life when a piece of stinky tofu was broken into three parts, the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan sighed: ‘What kind of hard life did I live before. ’

The leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan licked his nose, feeling a little unfinished.

He regretted why he ate so fast, why he didn't listen to his mother and chew slowly, and why he didn't cherish the days when he had a lot of stinky tofu.

Some things can only be cherished when they are lost.

The leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan couldn't help but look at the other piece of stinky tofu, but he gritted his teeth and finally looked away.

This stinky tofu must be brought back to the ethnic group. This is the rule set by it, and even it must abide by it.

He is a principled dog.

Although they brought back eleven portions of stinky tofu, there were too many dogs in the Fantasy Dog Clan, so they couldn't divide the portion of stinky tofu. They could only separate a piece of stinky tofu and give each dog a little.

And Scar, as the strongest dog in the Dream Dog Clan, took advantage of his position as the clan leader to obtain another piece of stinky tofu.

This is a whole piece of stinky tofu, a whole piece of stinky tofu that is 3 cm long and 3 cm wide.

This time, the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan learned a lesson. He must cherish this hard-earned piece of stinky tofu.

The leader of the Dream Dog Clan put the stinky tofu on the tip of his nose, guarding it affectionately as if it were his first love.

‘How great it would be if I could have little stinky tofu babies with stinky tofu! ’

At this moment, the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan suddenly heard a noise outside, and could vaguely hear something about the Stinky Tofu Immortal and some Stinky Tofu.

The leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan immediately pricked up his ears.

‘Could it be that the Stinky Tofu Immortal is here to deliver stinky tofu? ’

The leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan immediately ran out and met Wangcai running towards him.

"Chief Scar, it's not good!" Wangcai shouted hurriedly.

"Sangbiao, don't be so flustered. As the only dream dogs in our clan with domineering names, we must maintain our demeanor at all times!"

Wangcai suddenly understood, licked the messy dog ​​hair on his body, and then continued to shout:

"Chief Scar, my master is in danger and is about to die!"

"What?" The hair of the leader of the Fantasy Dog Clan exploded, "Is the Stinky Tofu Immortal about to die?"

"How can we live without stinky tofu in the future? Wangcai, why didn't you tell us such important news earlier!"

Because Scar had helped Wangcai create an illusion before and acted as a translator for Qin Yu, so he knew that Sangbiao's nickname was Wangcai.

Scar had never mentioned this before, because only he knew how much harm an unpleasant name could do to a dog.

I was so anxious today that I accidentally let it slip.

When Wangcai heard this, he immediately became anxious.

You've already called me Wangcai, so don't blame me for being rude.

"Chief Goudan, weren't you the one who told me to keep my grace?"

"Wangcai, then you have to consider the occasion. For such an important matter, why should you care about your style?"

If Qin Yu knew that these two guys still had time to talk about each other, he would probably be angry to death.