This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Lao Zhou and the others were shivering with fright, and he frequently winked at the little fat baby.

Stop talking, you fat doll! Little life is at risk!

As a result, the little guy was so fascinated that he didn't even notice his warning. He stuck a finger in his mouth, and the larks flowed out again...

"Wang Ba soup... hehe, it must be delicious..."

Lao Zhou closed his eyes in despair.

Fat baby, Abo can't save you! !

"What a despicable little bastard, how dare you hit me with the idea of ​​the turtle and the grandson!"

Behind the little fat baby, a man with a turtle shell roared.

His face was blue, his eyes were asymmetrical, and his cheeks were sharp.

The arrogant look is like he is the king of the king.

"Turtle... is the head turtle of the West Sea." Lao Zhou's face turned pale, and he hurriedly kowtowed to help the little fat baby to beg for mercy. "Mr. Turtle forgive me, there is no scruples in childish words, children are not sensible, you must not know him in general."

"Heh." The suffocating energy in the eyes of the head turtle continued to increase, and after a cold snort, the yin and yang strangely said:

"I, Xihai, provide you mortal pariahs with food, clothing, shelter, and travel, but the sacrifices you prepared have not been turned in for a long time."

His eyes fell on the little fat baby, full of viciousness: "This little fat boy is fat and strong, it's just right to use it as a sacrifice!"

Old Zhou was shocked, "I can't! I can't make it, Mr. Turtle, this kid, he's not from our village!"

"The general manager said that he would make it, get out!"

With a wave of Chief Turtle's hand, a strong wind blows Lao Zhou directly to the big tree in the back, seemingly hitting the tree trunk hard.

Even Lao Zhou himself felt that he was going to die this time, but when he hit a tree, he didn't feel any pain at all.

As if there was a layer of cotton between him and the tree trunk.

Crunchy milk sounds accompanied by drooling sounds:

"Uncle Cat, such a big **** can't be cooked in one pot!"

The man Hulu Hulu finished drinking the wonton soup and pulled the remaining chopped green onion at the bottom of the bowl. Hearing this, he said without raising his head:

"Then cut it into pieces, chop it up, and cook a few more pots!"

When the turtle manager and the aquarium behind him heard the words, they were furious.

How dare these two pariahs do this in front of him! !

"Okay, you little reptile, I have to... ah!!!"

The arrogant screams turned into shrill screams.

The little fat baby is fat, and can't stand the flexibility of the body.

The table and chair he stomped under his feet shattered in an instant, and he jumped up and smiled at Chief Turtle.

"Poke Wang Bayan first!"

The little finger poked directly into the turtle's eyes.

The man next to him twisted, holding a sea bowl in one hand. Seeing that there was some soup left in the other bowl, he clicked his tongue twice, "Don't waste it."

After speaking, Gulu Gulu drank the soup and walked aside.

When the aquariums behind the turtle manager saw this, they picked up the harpoon and rushed to help.

Yet they haven't taken two steps yet.

Clap clap clap!

The crisp slaps resounded continuously, and one after another flushed slap prints appeared on their faces, like stamps, and the hammers continued.

Blink of an eye.

These aquariums were slapped with gold stars in their eyes, fell to the ground with nosebleeds, and were stunned by a slap.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the turtle chief changed his face.

How can this little fat pimple be so powerful!

He subconsciously wanted to run away, but the whole person was trapped in place, and his hands, feet and head were all shrunk into the turtle shell.

The little fat baby jumped to the side, with a chubby belly, and laughed again.

"Uncle Cat, is this the legendary shrunken turtle?"

"Hiccup, probably." The man hiccupped.

Seeing the empty two sea bowls in his hand, the little fat baby immediately became angry, "My wonton soup!!!"

"Oh, you're so fat, it's okay to eat less."

The little fat baby bit his mouth, and his cheeks became bigger and bigger, and it became a small bun.

"I am angry!!!"

He turned to look at Chief Turtle, his **** eyes full of anger.

"I'm going to smash your turtle shell! I'm going to drink **** soup!!!"

Inside the turtle shell, the turtle manager rolled his eyes.

Smash you ass!

The defense of Lao Tzu's turtle shell is unparalleled in the world... You motherfucker! what! ! !

There was a clanging sound.

The pink and tender little fist smashed the turtle shell with an angry hammer, and pulled out the turtle head inside.

The turtle shell was the essence of the turtle, and it was directly smashed by a punch.

The turtle manager vomited a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't even support the human form, so he turned into a shellless turtle, and his soft and squatted appearance made him disgusting!

"Hey, this thing looks like a green nose!"

The little fat baby immediately showed disgust, threw him to the ground, and stomped his feet.

Haw!

A pool of green blood...

The turtle chief died for this.

It's just that just after his body was destroyed, a demon soul flew out.

They scolded the little fat baby, "Little bastard, wait for me! I, Xihai, will never let you go!!"

"What an arrogant old man."

The man's deep laughter suddenly sounded.

The next moment, the ghost of the turtle manager froze in place.

A tall figure appeared on the spot, and his silver eyes looked at him playfully, "Why do all the old men in this world hate it so much?"

Fear emerged from the depths of his soul, and Director Turtle looked at the man who suddenly appeared.

Vaguely, he felt a little familiar, but he didn't wait for him to remember.

A terrifying force attacked from all directions, directly smashing him to pieces.

"Godfather!"

The little fat baby's eyes lit up, and the little fat leg jumped onto the man's body as soon as he jumped up, and his little face kept dawdling.

"If you don't keep an eye on you for a while, you'll be naughty. You've been walking around without a shadow as soon as you get back. Your mother is angry now."

The fat baby's face changed, and he looked around, "Where's the beautiful mother?"

"On the way to find you, I met a few people who didn't have long eyes, and she blew her fire." Mo Chi twisted his little face.

The fat baby quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and hung his hands around his neck, shaking it.

"Godfather, you hurt me the most, and you will definitely help me in a while, right? Right?"

Mochi stared at him and said nothing.

Si Chen came over with Haiwan in his arms, "He loves you, but I don't love you, Uncle Cat. Why don't you act like a spoiled brat to me?"

The little fat baby looked at him and glanced at his small mouth, "Uncle cat, you have to be beaten every day and I have to beg you for mercy. How can hugging your thighs help you hug your godfather's thighs?"

"Hey, you little heartless!"

Not far away, Lao Zhou looked at the three of them tremblingly.

There is a feeling of being stuck in a dream and unable to wake up. Is what just happened real?

"Good man Abo, this is your meal money, wonton blunt is super delicious!"

The little fat baby jumped off Mochi, jumped to Lao Zhou's side, took out a yellow bead and stuffed it in his hand.

Old Zhou didn't know what it was, but seeing this pearl shining with golden light, it was definitely not ordinary.

"Little, little fairy! You can't help it, you are a little old man, that wonton is worthless!"

The fat baby's face changed suddenly, and he crossed his small waist.

"Good man, how can you scold me!"

"Where is the little old man?!" Lao Zhou was terrified.

The fat baby looked serious, "Gods are all dog things, I'm not a god!"

"Then what are you?"

The little fat boy raised his chin proudly, "Of course I am the devil!"

Old Zhou Shihua... What is the devil's ghost?

At this moment, a playful female voice sounded faintly: "The devil, the ghost, are you ready to be beaten?"