Big Brother Fang is so fierce.
Fang Han had just killed a zombie and was about to kill the second when he heard Qingqing's shocking words.
These words sounded really wrong.
Was he fierce?
Well, this was a serious question. We could talk about it when we got married. We couldn't talk about it now.
Jiale's eyes were filled with envy.
Why was Fang Han so handsome and able to show off his might to kill a child with a single sword strike?
It could even arouse Qingqing's admiration.
Wow…
The other zombie charged at Fang Han, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. After turning into a zombie, it looked extremely terrifying.
However, to Fang Han, these zombies were little cuties, little cuties that were specially used to give merit points.
Fang Han raised the Demon-Suppressing Sword with his right hand and the zombie crashed into him.
And then…
He was dumbfounded.
The zombie looked at Fang Han mechanically. Its two hands were still struggling, but they quickly weakened.
Killed Zombie. Obtained 80 Merit Points.]
After a while, Fang Han had killed several zombies and obtained 300 merit points.
"Big Brother Fang, you're amazing."
Seeing that there was no danger, Qingqing immediately walked to Fang Han's side, her eyes filled with admiration.
Jiale was envious.
Why wasn't he such an outstanding man?
Why didn't Qingqing worship him?
What was so good about Fang Han? He was just a little more handsome and stronger.
Such a handsome person was definitely not a good person. He was better and more honest.
Assistant Minister Wu was not far away, trembling in fear at Fang Han's ferocity.
This man was too scary. She had thought that he was an outstanding man.
Who would have thought that Fang Han would pick up a machine gun and start firing without saying a word?
Now, he was killing a zombie with a single sword.
At the same time that Assistant Minister Wu was afraid, his body was trembling and his mind was a little dizzy. He kept wanting to scream and drink blood.
He seemed to have understood something.
"Awoo…"
Finally, Assistant Minister Wu could not hold on any longer. He let out a wolf howl and charged towards Jiale.
The wails and howls quickly attracted the attention of the others.
Jiale and Qingqing looked over at the same time.
They realized that Assistant Minister Wu had pounced over. The two of them understood what had happened and their faces turned pale.
Perhaps they were frightened, but Jiale and Qingqing didn't know how to dodge or even resist.
Fang Han swung the sword and threw it with force. The Demon-Suppressing Sword flew out and pierced through Assistant Minister Wu's body.
Then, he nailed it to the wall. Half of the sword was stuck in, leaving only the hilt.
Assistant Minister Wu staggered and fell to the ground.
Fang Han only wanted to say that he was lucky to have died. He had finally gotten rid of this sissy.
She was actually thinking about his beauty before.
Death was not worth regretting.
Qingqing finally reacted. Assistant Minister Wu had also turned into a zombie.
Fortunately, there was Fang Han. Otherwise, he might not have been able to dodge the sneak attack.
"Alright, go home and rest for a while. Wait for your master to return.”
Fang Han walked to the edge of the wall and took out his Demon-Suppressing Sword.
Qingqing immediately followed Fang Han, wishing she could stick to him and never be separated for the rest of her life.
Jiale also followed behind, always finding excuses to strike up a conversation with Qingqing, but Qingqing didn't want to bother with him.
Ten minutes later, Master Yiqiu and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed returned.
The moment he returned, he saw the zombies on the ground.
Master Yi Qiu gasped in shock.
" Amazing. Is he your disciple?"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's face stiffened. If it was Jiale, then so be it.
But did Jiale have the ability to do so?
Looking at these zombies, they were split into two. Only Fang Han's Demon-Suppressing Sword was so sharp.
Once again, he regretted not taking Fang Han as his disciple.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed didn't say anything.
Great Master Yi Qiu understood Daoist Priest Four Eyes very well. Just by looking at his expression, he knew why Daoist Priest Four Eyes had such an ugly expression.
It definitely wasn't Jiale.
"Master, you're back."
Qingqing immediately ran towards Master Yiqiu.
Master Yiqiu heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that Qingqing was fine.
"Qingqing, let's go back and rest first. We have to be more careful tonight.”
"Yes."
Qingqing nodded. Before she left, she deliberately stood in front of Fang Han.
"Brother Fang, good night."
"Good night."
Fang Han replied.
Just this one sentence made Qingqing's heart blossom with joy, and her face was smiling like a flower.
"Good night, Qingqing."
Jiale also took the opportunity to say goodnight.
Qingqing didn't answer, and Jiale didn't mind either. He still waved his hand happily.
This way, he was undoubtedly a bootlicker.
Fang Han was really helpless. The bootlicker might be late, but he would definitely not be absent.
Qiusheng, Wencai, and Jiale were the three big bootlickers.
How did Ninth Uncle and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed choose them?
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's face darkened.
His own disciple was actually a bootlicker for Master Yiqiu's disciple.
"Jiale, as your brother, I have to remind you not to be a bootlicker.”Fang Han said meaningfully.
"A bootlicker? What do you mean?"
Jiale was dumbfounded. Was there a bootlicker here? It seemed that there was not a single dog.
"The so-called bootlicker is to like someone who doesn't like you. You have to work hard, bow down, and have no limits.”
Fang Han patted Jiale's shoulder earnestly, then turned around and left.
Only Jiale was left puzzled.
Was this the meaning of bootlicking?
Was he a bootlicker?
It shouldn't be. He didn't look like a bootlicker.
"Master, did I really look like a bootlicker just now?”
Jiale asked Taoist Priest Four-Eyed.
Fang Han had just left when he heard Jiale's words. He did not know what to say. How could he say such words?
Can't you see that your master's face has darkened?
Wasn't he afraid that Daoist Priest Four-Eyed would go berserk by saying such words?
What a pitiful child. However, you're the unlucky one. It has nothing to do with me.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's arm trembled. He endured it and couldn't make a move.
But she was afraid that she couldn't help it.
If this disciple wasn't a bootlicker, then who was?
He was helpless. Why did his disciple have to be a bootlicker?
The word " bootlicker " was used quite well. It was especially vivid.
"Brat, are you a bootlicker?”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's face darkened as he grabbed Jiale's ear and walked into the room.
"Master, please show mercy."
In the room, Jiale touched his face and thought of Qingqing again.
"Do I really look like a bootlicker?”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was speechless.
It was already late at night, but she didn't know how to sleep. She was still thinking about whether she was a bootlicker.
(21000 flowers added, continue to kneel in support.)）
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