Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Two hours later, the recording ended.

Fu Tong didn't even have time to take off his makeup, so he took Fu Qianyuan back to his lounge first.

The room was quiet, no cameras and no one.

Fu Tong locked the door, looked down at the black bracelet on his wrist, and said in a bad tone, "When did you come? Or... when did you hide it on me?"

This is a Taoist proposition, which cannot be answered.

Xiao Canglong fawningly rubbed his horn on his wrist, wanting to pass the test, but Fu Tong was already prepared, so he wouldn't soften his heart if he didn't look at him: "Say."

Seeing that he couldn't make it through, Xiao Canglong hesitated for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "I, um... I followed you when you and Tan Lin chatted about Tang Mian."

It's been three hours now.

Fu Tong expressionless: "Come down."

Xiao Canglong froze, and subconsciously wrapped a little tighter around Fu Tong's wrist, making it clear that he had no intention of coming down.

My brother Yuan in society, people and dogs talk a lot.

Fu Tong had a headache: "What do you want to do?"

Xiao Canglong's eyes are blue, looking clear, but his heart is dirty: "Can you add my WeChat back?"

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes: "Are you taking the opportunity to raise conditions?"

Xiao Canglong shook his tail and didn't speak, as if tacit consent, the more Fu Tong looked at it, the more he felt that his ex-boyfriend was a dog, and he didn't bother to talk to him, so he directly tried to take off the ring, but Xiao Canglong coiled it so tightly that Fu Tong used all his strength No effort was able to bring him down.

What a sin.

Fu Tong really lost the slightest bit of patience this time, and lowered his voice: "Are you going to get down or not?"

Xiao Canglong's voice was childish: "Add WeChat."

"..."

Eyes also became watery: "Add WeChat."

"..."

The tip of the tail lightly swept Fu Tong's hand: "Add WeChat."

"..."

Sweet and soft, wronged, Baba killed three times in a row, it is not at all that Mr. Yazi, a late-stage cute control patient, can resist it.

Fu Tong lowered his head and met his eyes. After a while, he turned his eyes away in despair: "Jia Jia Jia Jia, can I add it?"

Xiao Canglong didn't move at all, he used his tail to hook his mobile phone out of his pocket, and handed it over.

Fu Tong's mood at this time was as complicated as he wanted, but he had no choice but to take it over and add him back in person.

Xiao Canglong happily shook his tail, thought for a while and said: "You can't delete me anymore, okay?"

Fu Tong was silent for a few seconds, and just as he was about to explode, he saw that Xiaolong's eyes suddenly filled with mist, and he looked at him with aggrieved and expectant eyes.

Fu Tong: "..."

Mr. Yazi chose to compromise again with no promise, and said in a helpless tone, "...OK, I won't delete it, so can you come down now?"

Fu Qianyuan knew the truth that too much is too late, and his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, so he stopped being a dog. After bowing his head and kissing Fu Tong's wrist, he became a human again in the heavy mist.

Standing in front of Fu Tong, he said deeply, "Zai Zai."

Big pig trotters are dog things, even dogs, but they have learned to take advantage.

Just tired.

Fu Tong really didn't want to say anything to him now, and left the lounge with a sullen face, his back was full of displeasure and don't mess with me, exactly the same as that cub on Long Xun Mountain when he lost his temper.

cute.

soft.

And likable.

There was a soft smile in Fu Qianyuan's eyes, and he couldn't help calling out from behind: "Zai Zai."

Fu Tong frowned and turned his head, his tone fierce: "What are you doing?"

Fu Qianyuan laughed, and as soon as he held one in his hand, a white post-it note appeared in his palm, on which a little dragon cub was drawn with its claws closed, its eyes were innocent and soft and cute, and there was a line under the claws in bold word.

——You're the best, don't be angry, Jiu Jiu Jiu.

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong said in his heart that he was a dog while walking back, grabbed the post-it note and turned around to leave. This time he walked very quickly, without giving Fu Qianyuan a chance to say anything, he disappeared by the door in a blink of an eye.

Fu Qianyuan gave a low laugh and followed quickly.

**

There is a one-week recording interval between the semi-finals and the finals of "Glory of Nature", which means that in the next few days, except for the fixed two hours of the monster game, Mr. Yazi is free.

He has no schedule recently, and the whole person is very idle. He simply soaked in the library of the Monster Bureau, looking up information and reading Honghu's notebook. It took a lot of time, but the text on it was obscure and thick. The same speed was slowed down, and I couldn't find any records related to merit in it for several days.

Another day later, it was cloudy.

It was gloomy outside, the windows and eaves were full of rain, and occasionally a few thunderclaps could be heard.

It's easy to feel sleepy on this kind of day. It's rare for Fu Tong to stay in bed. He hugged the pillow for 15 minutes and didn't get up. Finally, he thought of the dog rules of the Monster Bureau and didn't want to be forced to teleport there in his pajamas. Struggled out of the bed, got out of bed, and went out.

After going out, I didn't see Fu Qianyuan. I only saw two post-it notes on the mirror in the bathroom. The one on the left had breakfast instructions written on it, and the one on the right was a little dragon cub smiling outside with scissors hands.

Today's q version of the little dragon cub, get.

Fu Tong put it together with the previous ones, tapped the little dragon cub's chubby little paw, and couldn't help but smile with his eyes bent.

It was eight forty when I went out.

It was raining heavily outside, and you could hear the dull sound when it hit the umbrella. Fu Tong didn't like rainy days, so he lowered his head and hurried forward. He didn't pay attention when he turned the corner, and bumped into the person in front of him.

Fu Tong was fine, but the man lost his umbrella and fell, and his body was mostly wet in an instant.

Simply bad.

Fu Tong hastily spread the umbrella over to cover him, and apologized to him while picking up the umbrella. The person who was hit said it was okay gently, but his eyes flicked across Fu but suddenly stopped: "You..."

Fu Tong stood up straight: "What's wrong?"

There was some hesitation in the man's eyes, and after a while, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his hand and pointed at the clouds in the sky: "Do you think the clouds there are like dragons or snakes?"

Fu Tong paused, and slowly looked at the person in front of him. He was a good-looking man with a handsome face and long eyebrows. On the surface, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him, but under the absolute suppression of his cultivation, What appeared in Fu Tong's eyes was a pair of golden vertical pupils.

The golden vertical strokes, the question of the dragon and the snake, plus the thousands of miles of thunder behind the clouds.

Fu Tong instantly had a bottom line in his mind——

Jiao asks for a seal.

The snake takes 500 years to transform into a jiao, hides in lakes and rivers, and then becomes a dragon for a thousand years. Lost in the middle of the journey and realizes that it is unable to continue. It will stop and look for someone with great luck and great merit to ask for the title. Otherwise, it will be reduced to ashes under the thunder.

Now the jiao asked Fu Tong whether the clouds looked like a dragon or a snake. If Fu Tong said it looked like a dragon, there would be another snake in the world that turned into a dragon. If he said it was like a snake, he would lose his cultivation and become a snake, and then die Under heavy thunder.

This is a gamble for Qiufeng Jiao, success or failure depends on Fu Tongnian.

Fu Tong sized him up and down, and felt that this Feng Zheng could give it to him. There was a faint golden circle around the edge of this dragon's merit light, and it seemed that he had done a lot of good deeds in normal times.

Seeing that Fu Tong remained silent, Dou Feng Jiao gradually panicked, and forced himself to calmly ask the question of the dragon and snake again: "Do you think the clouds over there look like dragons or snakes?"

Fu Tong was not silent this time, and smiled slowly at him, saying, "Naturally, he is more like a dragon."

As soon as the voice fell, Dou Fengjiao's eyes lit up instantly, and his golden vertical pupils were as dazzling as sunlight: "I think so too, and there is... I think we are destined, can you tell me your name?"

"Fu Tong."

"Fu Tong." Jiao, who is about to become a dragon, repeated these two words several times, and after making sure that he would never forget, he smiled at him, "I remember, I am Xia Long, you and me We will definitely meet again someday, thank you very much.”

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Fu Tong, and it turned into mist out of thin air. At the same time, thunder was struck deep in the clouds, and the rain suddenly became pouring, and the umbrellas that were smashed were shaking.

Also very impatient.

Fu Tong shook his head and smiled, he didn't take this matter seriously, he opened his umbrella and continued walking. After walking for about 10 minutes, he saw the Longdu Building and... the green lotus leaf umbrella that was particularly conspicuous in the rain and fog.

When Fu Tong came out of the apartment, he didn't see the little water ghost. He thought he was going back, but he couldn't escape the daily life of being entangled.

Mr. Yazi rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He originally wanted to continue to ignore the rivers and lakes as usual, but when he got closer, he found that there was something wrong with Tang Mian. The little water ghost shivered behind the lotus leaf, and there were three people in front of him. A greedy look looked at him.

Fu Tong didn't know these people, but he was very familiar with the wooden plaques on their waists - Tianshi Mansion.

Judging from what they have done before and what they are doing now, they probably want to take Tang Mian back to refining weapons.

Is it okay if you don't have a long memory?

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes maliciously, and slowly walked towards Tang Mian. The few people didn't notice it at all, and their eyes still stopped on the little water ghost: "I advise you not to hide, if you don't hide, I will It can also guarantee that you won't suffer too much, if you still do this, don't blame me..."

Fu Tong interjected slowly: "Don't blame you for anything?"

The few people were startled and hurriedly turned their heads. They had never seen Fu Tong before, and their cultivation level was not enough to see the aura he deliberately concealed, so they didn't take it seriously: "The Tianshi Mansion is ordered to do something, you better wink. "

Fu Tong raised his eyebrows, feeling that the painting styles of these people in Tianshi Mansion were surprisingly similar: "What if I don't have one?"

A few people sneered, and slightly moved their fingers to hold the Tai Chi banner behind them in their hands, and said harshly, "Then don't blame us for being rude, come on..."

Before he could finish the following words, Fu Tong swung his knife with a smile.

Half a minute later, Fu Tong held three Tai Chi banners in his left hand and the tearful little ghost in his right hand, and passed the thirteenth-layer barrier happily. Hou Qiqi was stunned: "Boss, you are..."

Fu Tong picked it up and told them what happened just now, and a few people wanted to do something after hearing this: "Where are they going now? If they haven't gone far, how about dragging them back and beating them up a few times? Absolutely without showing any trace."

"This." Fu Tong was suddenly a little embarrassed, "This...you should see for yourself."

Several people looked at each other, quickly asked Rao She for a few talisman papers and squeezed them to the window, pasted them and searched around, and quickly found those people, only their underwear and clothes were stripped. It was also torn into strips of cloth, and they were tied there firmly. At a glance, there was a large white area, with no legs, no face, no abdominal muscles, all fat.

Several people:"……"

Gangster.

social society.

awesome.

666 six.