Chapter 222 (2/2)

The Ministry of industry and the Ministry of agriculture are his offices to improve people's livelihood, but the world is an immortal and demon world, and gas refiners and martial arts are the forces he attaches most importance to.

Lobby.

A short and fat Taoist, about forty years old, with two mustaches, was sitting in the hall, wearing a Taoist robe, eating the golden, crisp and fragrant whole sheep roasted in front of him.

Lu Chuan and Wei Shang came to the door with a smile. When they saw the scene in the hall, their smile gradually disappeared.

After glancing at Lu Chuan with his triangular eyes, the Taoist continued to go his own way, and his mouth was full of oil.

”Is that him?”

Lu Chuan stopped at the door and frowned.

Wei Shang nodded. Lu Chuan had to take a deep breath and walked towards the hall with a smile. After all, people can't judge by appearance.

”Moisture?”

But when he stepped into the room with one foot, he suddenly stopped and looked at the room. He only felt that the air in his hall became very humid.

Lu Chuan looked at the fat Taoist, with a slight imperceptible smile on his mouth, and looked at the Taoist's right hand.

”Wei Shang, please go out and do something for you first. By the way, close the door and have a chat with the Taoist priest in person.”

”Yes!”

Wei Shang retreated and closed the door knowingly.

”The Taoist priest doesn't know where the immortal residence is. What's his name?”

Lu Chuan came forward with a smile and asked him.

”Are you the boss here?”

Seeing that Lu Chuan's command moved Wei Shang, the fat Taoist looked at Lu Chuan with his eyes.

”Good!”

Lu Chuan came up with a smile. He didn't reach out until he was close to him. The palm wind was fierce, fast as lightning, and clasped his fat wrist.

The fat Taoist's face suddenly changed. He raised his head and looked at Lu Chuan with two triangular eyes, both surprised and puzzled: ”what are you doing with me?”

Lu Chuan said with a leisurely smile, ”say it.”

”Say what?”

The fat Taoist smiled and asked puzzled.

”Don't pretend. You're the rest of the house. If the house is right, you should be a demon?”

Lu Chuan said faintly, ”the moisture and evil spirit on you are too ostentatious to escape the eyes of our house.”

With that, Lu Chuan smiled first.

”You're a little demon. You're so brave. You came to our house to eat and drink.”

”You...”

The fat Taoist's face changed after he was called to break his identity. In a hurry, the demon force in his body ran rapidly, but the next moment he looked ugly at his right wrist.

”Hey, hey, good, good. The leader of Qishi mansion really has two brushes.”

Suddenly, the fat Taoist smiled again, ”but do you really think I can't go away if you buckle my pulse?”

With that, I saw his wrist gently turn and draw, and the whole person had escaped and jumped into the hall with a sensitivity that was not in line with his body.

Lu Chuan only felt that the fingers clasping his wrist were sticky.

”Where to go!”

Lu Chuan drank low, his body flashed, his palm turned over, and the 'Bang' of his palm ignited a flame, shooting it at the flexible fat Taoist who didn't look like a fat man.

His face is a little ugly.

He doesn't say how strong his state skill is now, but he thinks that he is no longer under Jiang Ziya.

At that time, Jiang Ziya could still hold the pulse of Pipa essence. No matter how powerful the fat Taoist was, he should not be comparable to Pipa essence. Unexpectedly, he missed.

Is it because he has been a civil servant for a long time?

He wondered what the fat Taoist's body was, which was more slippery than loach.

With his palm power, the flame was fast. In the blink of an eye, it fell on the back of the fat Taoist, and then spread quickly like falling on a ball of oil.

The fat Taoist's palm groaned and screamed and rolled on the ground.