He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

These words were spoken.

Er Lengzi's one gold and one blue dog eyes widened instantly, his eyeballs almost popping out of his head.

Holy crap!

Er Lengzi was so frightened that he took several steps back and sat down on the ground with his mouth wide open.

"Dad Yang, you're not kidding, are you?!"

"An evil god?"

"Is that something someone of our skill level can even touch?!"

"I'm still a young, single dog, I haven't even held a female dog's paw yet, I don't want to die young!"

Er Lengzi was so anxious that he kept spinning in circles, his tail almost leaving afterimages.

Sudden.

Er Lengzi stopped and looked at Yang Guang with a serious expression.

"Father Yang!"

"Why don't we run away?"

"Should we pack our bags, buy hard-seat train tickets, and run away?"

"If all else fails, going abroad is an option!"

"Even though we're in an unfamiliar place, it's still better than being dog food for an evil god!"

Yang Guang looked at this cowardly dog ​​and was furious.

Go up and slap the dog on the head.

"Run my ass!"

"Do you think cause and effect are like a husky with legs, able to run away whenever you want?"

"Once an evil god is born, following the aura of bloodline and karma, even if you hide in Antarctica, it can still drag you out and turn you into a dog meat popsicle!"

Er Lengzi shrank back after being hit, lying on the ground looking aggrieved, his front paws covering his face.

"What should we do then, Father Yang?"

"Waiting to die isn't in line with our style, father and son."

Yang Guang took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Remaining calm in the face of adversity is a fundamental quality of a Taoist master.

I did break down in my dream just now.

But things have come to this point, and even if the sky falls, you have to hold it up yourself.

Yang Guang crossed his arms over his chest, rubbed his chin with his thumbs, and began to calculate rapidly.

"Although the old bald monk is a riddle teller, he has revealed a few key pieces of information."

"First, the evil god cannot be released yet, and the seal can last for another six months."

"Secondly, the reason why Ghost Hand Seven and his gang of evil cultivators rushed into Fengdu like mad dogs was to break the seal and release the evil god ahead of schedule!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Yang Guang's eyes.

"Since we can't avoid it, we'll just have to fight it head-on!"

Upon hearing Yang Guang's words...

Er Lengzi's one gold and one blue dog eyes widened instantly.

All the fur on its body stood up in an instant, turning it from a smooth husky into a bristling hedgehog.

"What the heck?"

"A direct confrontation?"

Er Lengzi was so frightened that he took several big steps back, his paws rubbing frantically on the blue brick floor of the agency.

They even screeched their brakes.

You must know that's an evil god!

That's not some stray dog ​​fighting in the street over a bone!

That's a terrifying existence that even your father, who's at max level with god-tier gear, couldn't kill even after using all his trump cards!

Are you asking an 18-year-old novice driver who just got his license to go head-to-head with a heavy armored vehicle?

Isn't this just plain suicide?

Er Lengzi forced a fawning smile onto his otherwise shrewd face.

The dog's mouth was stretched wider than a radio.

"hey-hey."

"Dad Yang, I must say, your idea is quite unique."

"He has quite the air of a lone hero from back then."

"Knowing there are tigers in the mountains, yet venturing into the tiger's den!"

"Truly a role model for us all, an example for the dog world!"

As Er Lengzi spoke, he slowly moved towards the gate.

"But..."

"That...what?!"

"I suddenly remembered something!"

Er Lengzi rolled his eyes and spoke so fast it was like he was reciting a menu in a stand-up comedy routine: "Back in my hometown in Northeast China, my wife Xiaohua is about to give birth!"

"Giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman, just as dangerous for a female dog giving birth!"

"As the father, I have to rush back to be with the mother during childbirth and take care of her during her postpartum period!"

"This is extremely urgent; not a second can be wasted!"

"So, Daddy Yang, I won't be here to keep you company for the next six months!"

Don't worry!

"When my puppy turns one month old, I will definitely bring my whole family to your grave."

"I'll personally kowtow to you a few more times, and while I'm at it, I'll burn a paper replica of a grand villa for you!"

"The green hills remain, the clear waters flow on; may we meet again in our next life!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Er Lengzi kicked the ground hard with his four dog legs.

With a whoosh.

It transformed into a streak of black and white lightning and shot towards the entrance of the Rebirth Agency.

The speed at which they escaped would even bring tears of regret to the eyes of the dog meat restaurant owner.

"You think you can just run away?"

Yang Guang gave a cold laugh.

joke.

I'm short of help right now, how could I let you, you perverted dog, get away?

Yang Guang's physical reaction speed far exceeds that of his brain.

He stood still without moving, and suddenly thrust his right hand forward.

"Thud!"

A crisp sound.

Yang Guang grabbed Er Lengzi by the scruff of his neck with perfect precision.

They forcefully pulled the dead dog, which had already darted away, to a stop in mid-air.

Due to excessive inertia.

Er Lengzi flailed his limbs wildly in mid-air, thrashing about like a turtle.

The dog let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

"Let me go!"

"Father Yang, you can't force a relationship to be happy!"

"This is illegal detention! You're restricting my personal freedom!"

Even if you get my body, you won't get my dog's soul!

Yang Guang pulled Er Lengzi in front of him and glared at it irritably.

"Stop talking nonsense to me!"

"You've never even tasted snow in Northeast China in your life, so where did you get a Northeast wife like Xiaohua from?"

"Do you think I'm meeting you for the first time?!"

"We'll talk about it later!"

"You've been mooching off me every day, and now that you're in trouble, you're trying to run away?"

"Not even a chance!"

Yang Guang let go and threw Er Lengzi to the ground.

Er Lengzi collapsed to the ground, so frightened that the dog's tail was tucked between its legs.

Its two front paws clung tightly to Yang Guang's calves.

The tears in the dog's eyes came suddenly, flowing down like a burst dam.

"No, Father Yang!"

"I'm just a weak, frail dog!"

"Have you ever seen anyone bring a stupid pet like me into a battle against a world boss?"

"What can I do?"

"Should I go up there and perform a 30-second house-destroying act for the evil god?"

"How about we sing it a bit of a Northeast folk opera, and make the evil god laugh himself to death?"

"I'm just going up there to deliver takeout, aren't I?"

Yang Guang kicked Er Lengzi away.

She rolled her eyes.

"Why can't I bring it?"

"Stop pretending in front of me!"

Yang Guang put his hands in his school uniform pockets and said confidently, "With you guys here, I have a better chance of winning."

"That fatso Chu Sheng's master caused this mess, and as his disciple, he can't possibly escape unscathed!"

"I'll go to the school cafeteria later, snatch his meal card back, and force him to join the suicide squad!"

"Not only him, but Lao Jia won't escape either!"

"Even if his pink old man's car can't fight, it's still a great escape vehicle."

"As for you!"