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Chapter 483 Invincible Shit Stink
"Damn it. You little boy. Come die to me."

Throwing the torch away, Suiren pointed into the air, grabbed a big hand, and grabbed the little porcelain doll Qin Tianzhu.Qin Feng was not worried at all.He stared at how Chen Xiang was rescued.

At this moment, there was a sound of bara in the air, and the discordant voice sounded again.

"Hahaha. You want to catch me. I will let you catch me. Let me tell you. When I came, I deliberately called me grandpa and cooked a lot of noodles for me. Now I have digested them all. If you catch me, I will return Shit on your head."

The little porcelain doll smiled slyly.

Qin Feng suddenly realized that he seemed to smell a disharmony.Nose wrinkled, feeling that Chen Xiang was thrown over by Suiren as a piece of shit.Chen Xiang stood up, "God Lord, I..."

"You don't move. Just stand there."

Do not come here.This Almighty Lord has no time to help you or anything.I don't even have time to feed you pills.

"No. God Lord, can you give me some sweets. I really can't do it. It's too smelly. This kind of smell is more uncomfortable than being burned by fire." Chen Xiang said bitterly, and he vomited while talking .

"Give you."

Qin Feng threw a lollipop over and said with an embarrassed face.

"Father, that big villain, I chased him away." The little porcelain doll grabbed the lollipop that Qin Feng threw to Chen Xiang, rode directly on Qin Feng's neck, and said, "Thank you for the lollipop. "

"No. This is for Uncle Chen Xiang."

"Uncle Chen Xiang, do you also like lollipops?"

"Yes."

As Chen Xiang said, she couldn't stop thinking about it.Don't you want to eat lollipops?You little ancestor, the shit you pull is even more stinky than cow dung, you are simply a professional dung-making machine.If it weren't for me, Chen Xiang, who practiced in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, I would be dead by now.

"Really. I tell you, I feel a little bloated. Dad. Just wait a minute, I'm going to the sky-"

Hearing Chen Xiang's answer, little porcelain doll, she smiled softly twice.Although he said it mischievously, even a fool could hear the threat.

"No more..."

Chen Xiang hurriedly shook her head.If he was covered again, his old life would probably be stinked to death, "If this is the case, Uncle Chen Xiang, why are you still standing here?"

"I……"

As Chen Xiang spoke, she realized that she was covered in yellow and sticky skin. Standing here was too detrimental to her image, "God Lord. I'm going to take a bath downstairs now. Just wait for me. I'll be right back."

"Wait a minute. What are you taking a shower for. Just call them. Smash them to death."

"That's fine too."

"This is called tactics. What do you know? Take advantage of the smell not spreading. Hurry up." Glancing at the sky, a wise saying flashed in Qin Feng's mind.Soldiers, who knows...

Since ghosts know, people must not know.

"Yeah. Here I come."

Chen Xiang rushed towards a group of monks in the Buddhist world.At this moment, a group of divine monks beat him into a Transformer.But at this second, an unexpected stench entered his nose.Two monks were stunned on the spot.For a while, wherever Chen Xiang went, the smell of vomiting kept coming.

"The effect is good."

As Qin Feng spoke, he felt a little smell in his nose. He glanced at the little porcelain doll on his neck and said, "Did you wipe your butt just now?"

"Dad. Not yet."

"You didn't even wipe your ass. How can you sit on my neck. Come down quickly. Hurry up. Humph."

Qin Feng said, pointing to the ground, and took out a magic pen.Said, "Come on. Here on the ground, pull out a bunch. Get the smelliest you can. Use all you have. Don't be softhearted."

"Dad. Are you sure?"

The little porcelain doll looked at it with a confused face, and Qin Feng, who was wearing a gas mask, said secretly.Dad, you use a gas mask to resist the smell of my feces. It's just a dream.

"affim."

If you can't smell bad, you can't deal with those bastards.

Right now, there is absolutely no way to win simply by relying on true energy.In order to achieve some special effects.Some special methods must be used.It's like Lu Xiaoguo who is chasing all over the sky and throwing bombs with regret.

Pineapple Fubuki who keeps adding glue to the lawlessness of the next sect master.

There is also Chu Liuxiang, the bandit commander who drenched the troll with concentrated sulfuric acid.

In order to achieve special victories, some special means must be used.

"Dad. You must cover your nose."

As the little porcelain doll said, he glanced at Qin Feng. He stood on the ground, sat down on the ground, took a deep breath, and with a bang, a huge stench, like an atomic bomb explosion, suddenly burrowed towards Qin Feng. .

Vomit!

Although Qin Feng used the most high-end black-tech anti-gas mask, he hastily drew out a crutch with a magic pen, supported himself on the crutch, and barely stopped, "Little porcelain doll, you——"

He didn't dare to speak anymore, so he threw a tube of toilet paper over, and asked the porcelain doll to understand it slowly.

The porcelain doll knows how Qin Feng feels now.However, he has long been used to smelling his own smell.With a look of disdain, he took the toilet paper and walked into the distance.Qin Feng used his magic brush to draw towards this lump.

That's right.

Copy it.Qin Feng memorized this exercise.Facing the sky, all the cultivators of the Dragon Clan threw a gas mask, "Children of the Dragon Clan, put them on. I'm going to make a big move."

"Qin Feng. What kind of trick are you trying to play?"

Jing Haotian, who was fighting fiercely against Chen Xiang, dismissed the gas mask passing by, "Are you worried that the Dragon Clan will be wiped out by me now? You want to mask your subordinates. Take the opportunity to escape?" .”

"Hmph. You're really right."

A person who thinks he is smart, if he is not given some space to express himself, he will definitely deny it.So, Qin Feng gave him a smooth sailing, "Hahaha. Qin Feng, do you think I will believe your words. You are called a gas mask. You want to smell, I guessed it right."

"Uh……"

This bastard, when did his IQ improve a bit.

Qin Feng curled his lips, seeing that Chen Xiang had put on the gas mask, he simply said, "Hmph. I really guessed it right. How is it? Do you feel a little regretful now. Didn't you take off the gas mask just now?"

"You bastard. I am the prince of the Demon Race. How can a little smell stop me from killing you?"

"In that case. Then I'll take you as an experiment first."

Aiming at Jing Haotian, Qin Feng waved the magic brush in his hand, and at the moment when a lump of lazy hair condensed into a shape, Chen Xiang fled away consciously, Jing Haotian felt Qin Feng's hidden weapon coming.With a bang punch, it hit the past.

Ah!
On the fist, the huge demonic energy hadn't even touched the lump, and Jing Haotian's overwhelmed stomach immediately vomited out yellow water.

"What a strong stench."

Jing Haotian fell backwards, and the corner of his mouth said in shock, "Sure enough, it's not the usual feces..."

That way, obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

(End of this chapter)