One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Feng Qi looked at Meng Guiyi and looked back at him, and sighed.

"Have you really made up your mind?" Feng Qi asked her.

In the past, Meng Guiwen felt that such a result was quite good.

But now, she still has senior sisters and senior brothers, and there are many people who love her, and there are also people she loves.

That kind of thing is just too dangerous.

Meng Guiwen didn't expect that her ancestors would ask her this question just at the door.

And how it will end is uncertain.

"So now isn't the ancestor and I working hard together? We are not two people, we are a group of people, aren't we?" Meng Guiwen opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that what Hua Yuanyue said was indeed very reasonable.

A person may be strong, but no matter how strong a person is, he will be stumped by the fact that he can't cook.

But many people are different.

Although everyone doesn't know much, but stacked up, it's more than a little bit.

Feng Qi heard the words, and then smiled: "This doesn't seem like something you would say."

"After all, I didn't say it." Meng Guiwen honestly admitted.

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In fact, Meng Guiwen also wanted to see what was the most important memory for him.

But the mist seemed to have no effect on her at all.

She just wanted to stop and take a look, but the mist didn't respond.

Even when she actively thought about the memories of the past, the mist ignored her at all.

This made Meng Guiyi very speechless, why did he still engage in discrimination?

Since the fog is so useless, it might as well be blown away by a gust of wind.

But Meng Guiyi's thoughts fell, and the fog around her suddenly receded.

The surrounding soul bodies were also covered by the mist, and they were all invisible.

There are only her and Feng Qi on the entire bridge.

Sensing a trace of breath, Meng Guiwen raised his head and looked into the sky.

A man in a red and black robe fell from the sky.

The man wore a crown, his face was pale, but he looked good.

He looked at Feng Qi.

"Beauty, where's my king's Soul-Evoking Pen? Didn't you say I'll return it in two hours? It's almost three hours." The moment the man opened his mouth, the tone made Meng Guiyi want to punch him.

"The pen has already been returned to His Royal Highness Hades, haven't they returned it to His Highness Hades?" Feng Qi said, his tone was flat, no different from usual.

Seeing that Feng Qi was so indifferent to him, Pluto walked towards Feng Qi.

"I even lent you the Soul-Evoking Pen to play with, can't you just smile at me?" Pluto said obsequiously.

Those who didn't know thought Feng Qi was the king of the underworld.

Meng Guiwen stood aside blankly, and suddenly understood why he would punch him when he felt that his ancestor betrayed his appearance.

For a great beauty like the ancestor, stand in front of this color embryo, not to mention the ecstasy pen. It is estimated that my ancestor wants to sit in the seat of the king of the underworld for two days, and the king of the underworld can let my ancestor sit for three days.

Feng Qi looked at Pluto's appearance, and smiled slightly: "Then, can His Highness Pluto lend us your Pluto Palace for a while?"

When Pluto saw Feng Qi smiling at him, he became erratic in an instant.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about staying for a while, even if you stay for a lifetime, I welcome you very much." Pluto moved closer to Feng Qi's side.

Meng Guiwen stared at Pluto with unabashed eyes.

Pluto naturally also felt Meng Guiwen's eyes.

He glanced back, and when he saw Meng Guiwen, he narrowed his eyes, and then said: "Beauty, is this your sister?"

When Feng Qi heard this, he looked at Meng Guiwen, and saw Meng Guiwen's face, which was so gossiping, so pretty, he stretched out his hand to pull her.

"It's granddaughter." Feng Qi said.

As soon as Pluto heard this, he looked at Meng Guiwen with a smile: "Little friend, you can call me Grandpa Pluto."

When Meng Guiwen heard Pluto's words, a hash mark appeared on the back of his head.

Not everyone can take advantage of her.

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Pluto Hall.

Pluto covered his face and followed behind Meng Guiyi and Feng Qi.

He couldn't help rubbing his face again, why did it hurt so much?

It should be said that when ordinary people hit him, he would not feel any pain.

But that little girl's slap threw him directly into the river Styx.

Are kids all this angry now?

The human world is really scary right now.

Meng Guiyi followed behind Feng Qi, she felt at this moment, how did this Pluto sit in this position?

Without brains, the demon world dare not provoke easily, but it can be overthrown by Hua Longyue.

What a strange existence.

Back to the place where he lived, Pluto still stayed by Feng Qi's side and was unwilling to leave.

The whole idiot.

It seems that this Pluto really takes all men and women.

But thinking about it, even a man with a face like the ancestor's would fascinate many men.

Meng Guiwen didn't know how long this stupid Pluto would sit here, the tea was already poured on the table, why don't you watch it?

"My lord Pluto, my subordinates have something to report." Two messengers came from outside the door, they dared not come in, so they could only report by voice from a distance.

"What's the matter?" Hearing Mingchai's words, Pluto put down the teapot in his hand, and pushed the overflowing cup of tea in front of Meng Guiyi.

"It's about Wandeng Tower." Na Mingcha replied honestly.

Meng Guiwen looked at the rising tea in front of him, but he didn't dare to serve it, so he could only put his little head on the table and take a sip from the cup.

When Pluto heard that it was about Wandeng Building, he got up and left.

Of course, with half of his face swollen from being beaten by Meng Guiyi.

After Pluto went out, Meng Guiwen picked up the tea: "How did he get to sit in this position?"

"Strength." Feng Qi said.

Those two words made Meng Guiwen stand in awe.

Sorry for blaming you earlier.

Since even his own ancestors said that he sat in this position by strength, it should be very powerful.

"Do you know who he is?" Feng Qi asked Meng Guiyi.

"Pluto." Meng Guiwen replied.

Feng Qi chuckled lightly when he heard this: "Yes and no."

Meng Guiwen was a little puzzled.

"He used to be the number one god of war in Jiuxiao, and the fiancé of the god of justice." Feng Qi opened his mouth and smashed a big melon for Meng Guiyi.

Meng Guiwen held the teacup and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"You... the sister of the God of Justice used his sword to commit suicide, so he was implicated and was demoted to suppress the underworld." Feng Qi said.

After chatting with Yu He, he recalled everything he learned in Jiuxiao.

Meng Guiyi listened to Feng Qi's words, and now he understood why the demons dared not cross the realm of the underworld after breaking through the monsters, and now his ancestors are still polite when talking to him.

It turns out that they can really fight.

Then the reason why he was beaten up by Hua Yuanyue...he found out that Hua Yuanyue is the reincarnation of the God of Justice?

So you didn't fight back?

"Then he is like this now..." Meng Guiwen couldn't help asking.

This Pluto doesn't look like the number one god of war in the Protoss.

She's still the fiancé of the God of Justice, she doesn't look like that at all.

"Crazy." Feng Qi said two words lightly, summarizing Pluto's condition.

Hearing Feng Qi's words, Meng Guiyi poured himself another cup of tea.

Ah, I really deserve to be damned!

He even slapped a lunatic.

He was pitiful enough.

Feel sorry!

Meng Guiwen only felt guilty for a moment, and then returned to normal.

"Why are you crazy?" Meng Guiwen's eyes sparkled.

Seeing that she wanted to hear gossip again, Feng Qi reached out and tapped her forehead: "Why are you so gossip."

"That's because the ancestors didn't understand the joy of listening to gossip." Meng Guiyi said.

After all, during those days when she was in the void, if she hadn't listened to other people's gossip with Hua Yuanyue, she might not have survived.

That ancestor didn't have such a cute and well-behaved junior as her.