Chapter 3937： Great existence (1/2)
If those serum Fang Gang's stunned youths heard such words, they would have to dig their hearts out and take out everything they own.
But now Fang Fan is already an old fried dough stick.
There has long been resistance to such radical remarks.
If someone is blind, you can just listen to it.
If you take it seriously, you lose.
”Um!”
”Thank you, the devil's holy person, for showing your love.”
Fang Fan shrugged, then said tepidly.
The dark temple first-class saint Motian raised his eyebrows, looking a little embarrassed at the moment.
He said so much that he wanted Fang Fan to give an attitude.
But now it seems that Fang Fan has been so cold and arrogant from beginning to end, like a hedgehog covered with thorns, there is nowhere to start.
”Little friend Fang Fan, if you can join my dark temple, if this Ouyang disciple has anything to do with you, it is an enemy of my dark temple, this saint will block it even if he tries his best!”
”Little friend Fang Fan doesn't have to worry too much.”
”I'm in the same state as him. Although I'm not sure to kill him, it's okay to hold him back.”
The first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple immediately began to suggest frantically.
In fact, the meaning expressed now is relatively clear.
In other words, as long as you join my dark temple, I can keep you.
If you don't join, it may be dangerous.
Sweeping it over, that's probably the case.
I understand everything I understand.
”fine.”
”It's just a strong demigod, so I don't have to work hard for the heavenly saints to drive.”
”If he doesn't toss about anything, then forget it.”
”If you really toss it up, it will be destroyed.”
”Save the noise.”
Fang Fan shrugged, while talking, his face gradually showed calmness.
There is nothing to say about this wave.
The rhythm seems so calm.
As he spoke, his eyes fluttered, and everything was silent.
The rhythm is steady, everything can be steady.
Some of the others didn't, they were all minor problems.
”Exit... Exterminate?”
”hiss……”
”This...isn't this a bit too arrogant?”
”We...we better...better stay on the sidelines.”
”Rhythm... Rhythm can't be too chaotic.”
The body of the first-class saint Motian trembled in the Dark Temple and almost fell from the sky.
When Fang Fan said this, he didn't feel any pretense at all.
But I don't know why, but at this moment, I feel compelled.
Can this be forced?
Listen to what people say, how domineering is this language?
Looking around, everything will be crushed into place.
Even if the rhythm is chaotic, this consciousness collapses completely.
Only call Naihe, only call Naihe.
There's really nothing to say about this stuff.
Steady mentality, this is the top priority!
Otherwise, the whole line will collapse!
It's so messy.
You can't say anything.
The more I think about it, the more I collapse.
”I thought I was crazy enough.”
”I didn't expect this guy to be a hundred times more crazy than me.”
”Now even the strong demigod doesn't care about it.”
”Sage of the devil, your kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.”
”Oh, too, you are not kind at all, you are clearly scrabbling rabbits, and you have your own little Jiujiu in your heart.”
The first madman of the Dark Temple generally does not speak, but once he speaks, he is very sincere.
Motian: ”...”
”Don't talk if you can't speak.”