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The room was brightly lit and the air conditioning was blasting.

Yang Guang had just stepped inside when Chu Sheng, carrying a large porcelain cup, squeezed in after him.

With a "bang," Yang Guang slammed the door shut behind him.

Once the door was closed, it completely blocked the view from the outside.

The moment the door closed.

The simpleton, who had been like a mute dog, suddenly shuddered, and his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, lit up.

"Oh my god!"

Er Lengzi plopped down on the wool carpet in the entryway, his mouth agape, and a strong Northeastern accent wafted out.

"I'm so suffocating!"

"Putting a regular dog like this is more tiring than making Dog Master pull a sled!"

Chu Sheng, holding a large porcelain cup, looked down at Er Lengzi, his chubby face jiggling: "Amitabha, Er Lengzi, why does your Northeastern accent sound even stronger now?"

"Stop talking nonsense, fatso!"

Er Lengzi rolled his eyes, stood up, and shook his fur: "Finally, I can go out for a stroll."

Er Lengzi sniffed and, following the direction of the air conditioning, stared directly into the living room.

"Oh my god?"

Er Lengzi stuck his dog head out and peeked into the living room, then immediately became unhappy: "Dad Yang, look at that silly dog ​​in there, it certainly knows how to enjoy itself!"

Following Er Lengzi's gaze, I looked over there.

On the large leather sofa, a huge German Shepherd was lying comfortably on its back with its four paws in the air.

She was covered with a silk blanket.

The most outrageous thing is that it was holding a remote control with its two front paws.

The 100-inch TV on the wall is playing "Empresses in the Palace"!

The German Shepherd even occasionally let out a chillingly human-like sneer, perfectly in sync with the plot.

"wipe!"

The simpleton immediately bristled: "They're watching TV with the air conditioning on!"

"That's bad enough, but they even watch palace intrigue dramas!"

"Living even more carefree than Dogs?"

Er Lengzi grinned, revealing a set of sharp dog teeth, and rattled off a string of Northeastern dialect: "I, Doggy, will not allow any dog ​​in this world to live a more carefree life than me!"

"How is Dogmaster supposed to face the world of dogs now?"

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Er Lengzi took four steps and charged straight towards the living room.

"Fuck him!"

Yang Guang, with his hands in his pockets, didn't stop him and just followed slowly behind.

With one hand holding a porcelain cup and the other pulling out a small speaker, Chu Sheng was ready to perform a physical ritual of deliverance at any time.

Er Lengzi ran wildly to the coffee table, leaped up, and landed steadily on the large coffee table.

It looked down at the German Shepherd on the sofa and said, "Hey!"

"That black dog watching TV!"

"I'm talking to you!"

Er Lengzi yelled at the top of his lungs, "Put the remote down right now! What are you looking at? What's so interesting about this crappy show? Switch it to 'Animal World' for me!"

The German Shepherd was engrossed in watching when it was suddenly interrupted by a Siberian Husky.

It slowly turned its head, its pair of pure black, dead fish eyes, devoid of any whites, staring straight at Er Lengzi.

Then the Great German Shepherd actually sat up like a human being.

It crossed its two front paws in front of its chest, curled its lips into a strange arc, and let out a hoarse and sinister snort.

"Where did this stray dog ​​come from, daring to meddle in my business?"

The German Shepherd's voice was rough and hoarse, sounding like a fifty or sixty-year-old man sanding sandpaper.

Upon hearing this, Er Lengzi's heterochromatic eyes widened instantly.

"Who are you calling a stray dog?"

Er Lengzi immediately cursed, "You old bastard, you think you're a police dog just because you're in a dog's body?"

"Believe it or not, I'll slap you to death!"

A German Shepherd was being verbally abused by a Husky, and the expression on its face instantly turned ferocious.

"You ignorant fool!"

The German Shepherd suddenly stood up, placing itself directly on the sofa on its two hind legs, and its yin energy instantly erupted.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the television screen began to flicker with static.

"Since you're courting death, then I'll drain all your yang energy today!"

Hearing the arrogant words of the German Shepherd, Er Lengzi was not afraid at all; instead, he just sneered.

It glanced at the big black dog from head to toe with the kind of shrewd look one would give someone looking at an idiot.

His face was full of disdain.

"Oh my god?"

Er Lengzi grinned, his dog-like face radiating utter sarcasm: "Something like you, a mere Calami-level thing, dares to ask your 'Dog Master' to personally take action?"

"Are you going to drain our yang energy too?"

The idiot arrogantly pointed his front paw at the German Shepherd and said, "Come on, come on!"

"Let's have a contest today and see who sucks the last drop clean!"

"You stupid, ignorant dog!"

The German Shepherd was completely enraged, and the decaying, cold, and malevolent aura emanating from him seemed to explode.

But just as it was about to pounce on Er Lengzi.

Er Lengzi, however, calmly raised one of his front paws and pretended to pat the copper bell hanging around his neck.

"Come out, Little Blackie!"

Er Lengzi, with his hoarse voice, roared, "Let this country bumpkin who's never seen the world see what real prestige is!"

The voice just fell.

Accompanied by a piercing, eerie howl.

A terrifying yin energy, ten or even a hundred times more concentrated than that of the Great German Shepherd, surged out from the bell around Er Lengzi's neck like a floodgate opening!

This yin energy was so strong that it even condensed into a layer of visible frost in mid-air.

Even the 100-inch TV screen was covered with a layer of white fuzz.

The German Shepherd, who was originally in a fierce mood and ready to go on a killing spree.

Upon sensing this pure, chilling aura of the underworld, their eyes widened in disbelief!

Those dead fish eyes instantly became bright and alert.

Followed by.

A figure dressed in ancient official attire, with a face as pale as paper, slowly floated out from the bell.

Little Blackie makes his appearance!

That imposing, sinister aura instantly swept across the entire living room.

Just moments ago, the arrogant German Shepherd was spooked and called me "I" all the time, but now it was terrified and its whole body trembled.

His originally fierce and violent eyes became clearer than ever before the moment Xiao Heizi appeared.

"Yin...yin yin yin yin cha?"

The old German Shepherd's hoarse, aged voice trembled as if he were standing in the Siberian cold wind wearing only his underwear in the dead of winter.

It couldn't even stand on its hind legs anymore, and with a "thud," it collapsed back onto the sofa.

The dog was clenching the remote control tightly with its two front paws, trembling like a late-stage Parkinson's patient.

Seeing the German Shepherd so timid, Er Lengzi immediately became smug.

It raised its head, swaggered over to Xiao Heizi, raised its hind leg, and kicked Xiao Heizi's translucent buttocks.

"Go, Kuroko!"

Er Lengzi yelled at the top of his lungs, "Beat this stupid dog who watches palace dramas into submission first!"

"If I don't beat it until it poops today, I'll consider it clean!"