Chapter 1289 (1/2)

Er Gouzi was so angry that he wanted to break the money into pieces!

And the big green son on one side is not able to laugh, heartless in general, with a simple and honest.

”Ha ha ha ha ha! Ah ha ha ha ha

”Er Gouzi, you're going to laugh me to death!”

”Ha ha ha ha ha!”

”I'm going to die laughing when I step on my horse!”

”Laugh to death, laugh to death!”

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Daqingzi directly fell down from the stone chair, and then rolled and laughed on the floor.

Er Gouzi glared at him and ignored him, because he was too angry to speak.

And the group of people in the city have been disturbed by their noise.

”Who is in the city?”

A swordsman called out to the city.

And the nine friars came out swords one after another. Their spiritual power was as strong as they could be. They were ready to fight with them!

Big Qingzi and ER Gouzi are showing their heads in the city, looking at the gang.

Big green son says: ”it is your ancestor here!”

Er Gouzi was Qian Daoyou, who was waiting for the boat's pale blue robe. He said angrily, ”you are a disgrace to your manners and poems! Is that poem you wrote? That's shit

Then he got excited and roared, ”Laozi must break you up in a big way, so as to respect the poem.”

Qian Daoyou hates people who look down on their poems, so he gets angry and shouts: ”where are you fat? You know a fart poem. You look like a bear, you are disgraceful!”

”Laozi's poems startle the heaven and the earth, weeping ghosts and gods. You can't see how fat you are. You've broken up Laozi to make an example of poetry. Hum, it's only right for me to break up your pieces and respect poetry and Tao!”