Please allow me to salt fish [Hong Huang]

Copywriting [-]: Kunpeng and Yuanshi met for the first time.Kunpeng: Fellow Daoists, please feel pregnant.Yuanshi: ... Kunpeng and Yuanshi met for the second time.Yuanshi: What qualifications do those who wear fur and armor and have hatched from wet eggs have to sit with us.Kunpeng: ... The two owed each other with their mouths and hands, adding countless gossips to the prehistoric world.Copywriting [-]: Yuanshi Tianzun wholeheartedly seeks the Tao, "The way of heaven is ruthless, and the way must be contested, how can there be any mercy." The demon emperor is handsome and ambitious, "Thousands of demon clans, oppressing the world, I will eventually rule the prehistoric world." Kunpeng plucked his ears , lazily said: "The prehistoric alliance lacks one of four, and wild shooters are fine. Don't come to Tongtian, or report to your second brother." Struggle is a temporary thing, and lying down is a lifetime thing. Time is invested in the unlimited life of salted fish, and the most important thing at present is the spiritual food of salted fish.This is a tale of the survival of a prehistoric resident with a wrong style of painting. CP: Kunpeng X at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, when stupid and cute salted fish were attacked by X's inconsistency and tsundere attack Longevity [Quick Transmigration]》