Wu Po Jiuxiao

I have a fate with you!

These four words made Ye Fantian couldn't help but think of the previous life, when the group of magic sticks pulled a group of guests, pretending to be clever and calculating, and talking freely, as if they were possessed by a god.

But what I didn't expect was that such a magic stick would appear again in this world.

"Brother... I really have a destiny with you!"

Ye Fantian's body really staggered this time...

This girl is too good at climbing up the pole. Just now she was a little brother, but now she is directly called a brother. The difference between one word and the other is not the same.

laugh……

A burst of Gang Qi flew out, Ye Fantian stared at this guy coldly, and said slowly:

"First, I am not familiar with you, let alone a brother. Second, I have never been destined to be a god stick. Where should you go?"

While talking, Ye Fantian turned around and was about to leave!

"Don't, don't, brother, I really have a destiny with you. If you accidentally cover up your precious aura, people will definitely find out. Look at the pair of wings on your back, the ring on your finger, and , and the center of your brows, no, there are also in the dantian, no, there is not a pair of wings behind you, but also a baby, what is that, such an astonishing and majestic treasure, it is simply terrifying, dantian Also, my God, who the hell are you!"

The cold light flickered, and Ye Fantian's body stopped suddenly.

The wings of space on the back, the mysterious plant and the scepter in the dantian have just been opened, and the eye of fate between the eyebrows is not even a physical thing, how does the other party know.

Senran's killing intent began to surge slowly.

"No...don't, brother, no, little brother, I have a destiny with you, it is really a destiny, my name is Pangshen, I possess the ancient mysterious art, I can observe people's faces, I can move cars for nine days, and I can search for thousands of things Baby, little brother, you are really destined to each other."

"Pang Shen? It's Pang Shen's stick."

Ye Fantian smiled coldly.

A secret is a secret, and if it is known by others, it is no longer a secret.

God knows who this guy is.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ye Fantian walked forward again, slowly approaching the other party and said coldly.

"Actually... I'm a good person!"

Pang Shengun said aggrievedly, that fat face twisted together in a gesture of "I'm very kind", which really made Ye Fantian roll his eyes uncontrollably.

Some people are born to be liked by others, some people are born to be villains, and some people are born to be ugly.

Although there is a gap between the Pang God stick in front of him and the ower, Ye Fantian really wanted to smash the guy in front of him when he saw this person for the first time.

The reason can be summed up in two words - owe!

"let's go!"