dead child, ghost carrying coffin

On the other side, the little ghost has gone completely mad:

That is really a watermelon knife cut from the "street" to the end of the street, and from the end of the street to the street.

The team of terracotta warriors sent by Fan Ju is not enough for him alone.

So much so that the Street Slippers Legion was completely reduced to a crowd of onlookers, standing aside from a distance and pointing.

"Fuck, this damn kid is so fierce! It's a good thing we didn't fight him last time..."

In the blink of an eye, all the terracotta warriors were hacked to pieces by the little ghosts.

Finding that there was no longer an enemy in front of him, he looked at Fan Ju with his blood red eyes.

He flicked the leaked large intestine around his waist, spat out the cigarette butt with only the filter tip on the ground, and rushed forward with the knife.

"Old bastard, hand over your head and use it as a chamber pot for my turtle boss!"

This old bum made everyone's eyes focus on Chen Dage.

They all thought to themselves: good "children", it took only a while for the hooligans to spoil them...

Chen Daji was a little embarrassed, scratching his messy hair and laughing again and again.

"Hey, the teacher is right, children learn 'foreign languages' quickly..."

Seeing that the little ghost was about to attack his senior brother, Xu Fu hurriedly drove the mirage boat to stop it.

At the same time, Chen Daji was also worried that the dead child would suffer, so he ran forward in circles and brought the little ghost back.

The Xinjin Street Liuzi said that he could still fight, kicking around in the air with a pair of deformed short legs.

"Boss Turtle, let me go! That old bastard's head must be chopped off today!"

Chen Daji really didn't expect that the youngest son of Emperor Zhuanxu was more vigorous than himself, so he hurriedly comforted him.

Until he promised Xiao Ergui to be the second in command of the street sneaker army, he finally managed to calm down with a heavy breath.

After drinking all the fine wine that the female ghost handed to her mouth in one gulp, her bloodshot eyes continued to stare at Fan Ju.

I can see the latter getting hairy...

Seeing that all the little ghosts later became officials, Xiao Shenwa, a senior old man, expressed dissatisfaction.

This little guy is obviously drunk at the moment:

Rubbing her bulging belly, she raised her iron pants, tightened the helmet on her head, and moved her bra.

Pulling out the miniature mace, I want to rush over to fight back Xu Fu's big boat...

Seeing this, Chen Daji hurriedly grabbed the little guy, and promised to promote him to be the third in command of the street sneaker army.

At this point, Megatron in the future... The rogue organization that harms the Yin and Yang worlds has been completely formed.

Chen Dage looked at the child ghost who was still panting, as if he might run away at any moment;

He also looked at Shen Wa, who was cursing and kicking around with short legs, and for the first time felt Chen Fu's feelings when he saw him.

What the hell, there's no one to worry about...

Count the ball, you two stay here, let's do it ourselves! !

Thinking of this, Chen Daji angrily threw Little Canwa and Xiaoergui together to Xin Lianshan, a heroic ghost who was downgraded twice for no reason.

"Big head Xin, take good care of these two uncles, don't let them drink any more!"

"Oh my mother, I'm so tired of drinking this little wine!"

Yan Bi snatched Daxia Longque back from the child's ghost, and ran to the "front of the two armies" pointing at Fan Ju and yelling.

"Old bastard, if you have the guts, I'll fight Master Ji one-on-one!"

At this time, Fan Ju was so angry with Chen Daji that he lost his mind.

Seeing this, he sneered, took out the vertical and horizontal eight banners and threw them forward, surrounding Chen Daji in the eight trigrams.

"Across the eight sects, life and death are uncertain..."

Chen Daji has always said that muscles are faster than brains:

With a puff, he inserted the big summer dragonfinch by his feet, took out the slingshot and fired a fart bomb.

"Oh shit, do you dare to chant a spell?!"

"Fuck you!!!"