Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

Cheng Fan looked up at the sky, a trace of doubt flashed across his face.

Fang Mo on the side was a little puzzled, looked at Cheng Fan in puzzlement, and shook his hand in front of him.

"Cheng Fan, what are you thinking about?"

"...I was wondering what those people in that black cloud were talking about. The key people have arrived, and it seems that there is something big going on."

Fang Mo curled his lips when he heard the words, not interested in it at all, he pulled Cheng Fan's Taoist robe and said:

"Brother, don't look at it yet, you can't see the package is so tight. Let's continue talking about the topic just now. How can I see Chen Yao again?"

Cheng Fan gently pushed Fang Mo's arm away, his eyes still on the sky.

"You don't have to do anything, just leave it to me."

"But I have already passed the first seven, do I really have a chance?"

"Don't worry, there is a chance."

Cheng Fan's attention was all on the top, and it seemed that he was a little perfunctory.

But this matter is really not a big deal to Cheng Fan, compared to this, he is more curious about what big things Yan Jun and the others are discussing here.

Fang Mo complained speechlessly: "Brother, what big move does the boss of the underworld have to do with you? How can a mortal have the right to meddle in the affairs of gods?"

"Help if you can, and it doesn't matter if you can't."

Cheng Fan said with a smile.

Fang Mo sighed helplessly.

This sentence was heard by a few dead souls queuing up at the side, and immediately aroused the ridicule of a few people.

"What about the gods? I don't even look at who you are, you're a god, you idiot!"

"He even wants to care about the gods, what's the reason?"

"Eat salty radish, don't worry!"

"That's right, don't piss and take care of yourself!"

A few people talk to each other, and each game is more ugly than a sentence. Even Fang Mo can't stand it anymore, but Cheng Fan still looks calm and calm.

"Shut up for me! It's none of your business? Are you okay? You can't even cry in your own grave, and you want to cry in the mass grave?"

"If you like meddling so much, don't be reincarnated in the next life. Go be a sparrow, lie on that electric pole all day, and no one will care about you for the rest of your life!"

Fang Mo opened fire with all his firepower, fighting with the ghosts with his tongue, but those people couldn't spray him.

Seeing Fang Mo who looked like a fighting cock, Cheng Fan couldn't help showing a smile.

Patted his soul body, smiled lightly and said:

"I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still the same, so good at bickering with others."

While bickering, Fang Mo took the time to proudly reply to Cheng Fan:

"Where is this going? This is just using my three successes!"

"No Cheng Fan, they say that about you, do you not care at all?"

Cheng Fan smiled and shook his head.

"It's not a passerby, there's nothing to say."

Fang Mo pouted, really good at pretending.

At this moment, Fang Mo suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a figure appeared, and he was shocked.

The visitor was the City God of Hengcheng who brought Cheng Fan here, and he said to Cheng Fan with a wry smile:

"Really, you seem to have stabbed me just now..."

Chapter 432 My Friend Is a Hidden Boss

"Did I stab someone?"

Cheng Fan frowned, thinking about where he made a mistake.

Before he could reply, Fang Mo suddenly rushed to the God of City God, pointed at Heng City God's nose and scolded unceremoniously:

"Who are you? Where did you come from?"

"It's okay, don't run out to scare people, do you know that if people scare people, they will scare people to death?"

"Look at your appearance of neither human nor ghost, who are you going to scare? I am also a ghost, so I am not afraid of you!"

The God of City God was taken aback when he heard the words, and gave him a bewildered look, and was immediately furious.

Is this guy talking to me?

Are all ghosts this arrogant now?

Can't tell who is the big and small king?

See if I cut it or not, and you're done!

The yin energy in Cheng Huangshen's body kept rising, and he looked at Fang Mo with unfriendly eyes.

Gudong~

Fang Mo swallowed his saliva, and stared at Chenghuang God with his neck stuck.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more delicate, Cheng Fan quickly pulled the two away with a wry smile.

"Both of you are my acquaintances, let's calm down first."

Fang Mo was taken aback when he heard the words, and stroked the back of his head belatedly.

"Ah? Didn't he come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?"

The God of City God said angrily: "Hmph! You fool! For the face of the real person, I won't care about you."

Fang Mo took a step back with a sneer.

"Lord Chenghuang, what happened? But it has something to do with Lord Yan Jun?"

Chenghuang smiled wryly and said: "Really, do you still remember that you used your spiritual sense to check the big formation on this square?"

"Uh... that's right, there is indeed such a thing. But my consciousness was quickly ejected by the formation, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that?"

City God said with a wry smile.

"I studied the pattern a little bit, and only saw a little bit..."

Cheng Fan said with a dry smile.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have peeked into the depths of the formation.

The core part of this giant formation is particularly important, even if it is only a little bit, it is enough to cause this level of chaos.

The God of City God helped his forehead helplessly, sighed and said, "My lord, it's not too late, go and explain."

Cheng Fan nodded dumbfoundingly.

Fang Mo on the side was confused, but he couldn't interject to ask, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that the two had finished chatting, Fang Mo immediately pulled Cheng Fan's Taoist robe and asked questions like a cannonball:

"What are you talking about? What big formation? What formation? Is it serious?"

"Uh……"

Things are not complicated, but they are not at the level that Fang Mo can touch.

"Fang Mo, don't worry, I'll come as soon as I go."

Cheng Fan said with a smile, and then walked through the air, relying on the wind to fly directly to the position of Yan Jun and others in the sky above the square, and the City God followed closely behind.

"Wang Defa!"

Fang Mo opened his mouth wide in surprise.

The few people around me who used to taunt were even more unbearable, their eyeballs were about to pop out!

"That, that guy, he also flew up!"

"Could it be that we've lost sight of it?"

"He flew over. He just said that he wanted to take care of it. Could it be that he really can take care of it?"

"You say, is there a possibility that what the old man next to him said is true...he is the culprit?!"

Hearing this person's words, everyone gasped.

"I'll go! Couldn't he be a fairy too?"

"No, sir! That's not what you said just now!"

"I should take a pee and take care of myself..."

"It's all your fault, why did you hate him just now?"

The corner of Fang Mo's mouth twitched violently, and his heart was ecstatic!

Recalling that Cheng Fan promised to let him meet Chen Yao again.

Come on, I won!

At the same time, Cheng Fan and Hengcheng City God came to the sky above the square together.

Ma Mian and Judge Cui were arguing furiously, and it was heard that Yan Jun was one head and two big, his head swelled.

At this time, Yan Jun raised his eyebrows suddenly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said loudly: "Stop arguing! I know where the problem is!"

Ma Mian and Judge Cui were taken aback when they heard the words.

"Did Yan Jun find the target?"

Yan Jun stroked his beard with a smile, and said calmly: "That man has already thrown himself into a trap."

Just when the two were in amazement, Yan Jun slightly raised his hand, and a gap was opened in the Yin Qi surrounding everyone, and Cheng Fan and Heng Chenghuang walked out of it one after another.

"Good brother, why are you here?"

When Niutou saw Cheng Fan, he immediately showed a happy expression, strode forward and patted Cheng Fan's shoulder.

"Which time did I go to your temple for a tooth-beating festival?"

Feeling the huge force coming from his shoulders, Cheng Fan said with a wry smile: "Brother Niu, have you seen someone else? You are welcome to visit us anytime."

"Hahaha! That's a good relationship, don't dislike me for eating too much!"

"Of course not, that's enough!"

Cheng Fan said with a smile.

"Little Master Cheng!"

Judge Cui and Ma Mian greeted with a smile.

The City God behind Cheng Fan respectfully bowed to all the great gods, but his sense of presence was too weak, and he was ignored by the four big bosses on the spot.

"I have seen Lord Yan Jun, I have seen all the adults..."

Cheng Fan cupped his hands and made a bow, and said with a smile.

Before he could finish his salute, Yan Jun suddenly grabbed his shoulders.

He laughed and scolded: "I said which human cultivator has such a clever method? Even I can't catch any clues, which makes me lose face!"

"After a long time, it turned out to be your kid!"

Cheng Fan smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Seeing Lie Xinxi for a while, I just spied on the big formation. I'm really sorry..."

"Hey! Tell me earlier, if you like it, I'll just give you a set! Take it back and study it slowly!"

Yan Jun laughed and patted Cheng Fan's shoulder, and said very affectionately.

"Thank you Lord Yan Jun!"