Chapter 570 Disaster
"Writing Poems"
write poetry
it's actually really easy
Me in the past
Can't write poetry
until
I learned
branch
——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 1161 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang
This scene really surprised everyone present.
The fate of the person downstairs who just came in has been staring at the third floor.
His eyes shone with a different kind of light, and he saw this scene through his "Eye of Breath" and through the spar wall.
very good!
The disaster has begun!
Die!
The chopsticks went straight to Zhang Mo's cheek, but just when he was about to poke him, Tang Ji stopped again.
Then a "hahaha" laughter burst out of his mouth, and his saliva almost flowed out.
How ugly it is, how ugly it is!
Zhang Mo looked at him and said: "You still want to attack this sect leader, you are really crazy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ji picked up some meat scraps from the corner of Zhang Mo's mouth and put it into his mouth.
There was a "different" expression in his eyes.
Damn it!
This is even more outrageous than attacking this sect leader!
What do you want to do?
Zhang Mo kicked him away. Don't be disgusted by this sect leader.
Tang Ji danced naked and rushed downstairs, shouting as he ran: "It feels so good!"
How embarrassing!
Zhang Mo and others stared at him as he rushed downstairs, knocking over countless tables, chairs and benches amidst everyone's surprised gazes.
Destiny was shocked when he saw this scene. What's going on? Shouldn't you be driven by "disaster" to kill the Pleiadesian envoy?
Why did you run down?
Damn it, why did you run towards me?
Before Destiny could react, Tang Ji threw her to the ground.
"You smell so good, you smell so good and delicious!"
Tang Ji went up and gnawed at it, almost tearing off the disguise of fate.
"Get away!"
Destiny raised his hand and knocked Tangji away with a palm.
Tangji fell to the ground and seemed to have come back to his senses.
Looking left and right, and then at himself, Tang Ji let out a shocking scream.
"Hey, let me do it!"
He immediately covered his key parts and ran away, then hurriedly went up to the third floor.
Zhang Mo looked at him and ran back and said: "You have no experience, you have to cover your face at this time!"
This time, Tang Ji's blush was no longer overdone. He glared at the shopkeeper and said, "How dare you drug me! You are looking for death!"
The shopkeeper was about to shed tears.
It’s over, it’s over!
Zhang Mo said calmly: "Come on, shopkeeper, eat it. If you are fine, we can talk about it later."
The shopkeeper hurried forward and devoured the food in one plate.
Zhang Mo and Tang Ji looked at him and waited for a moment. There was nothing wrong with the shopkeeper.
"It seems like he wasn't drugged. Okay, Tangji, you won't get much benefit from killing him, so why not order something else."
Zhang Mo continued to eat the fish in front of him.
Tang Ji gritted his teeth and said, "How do you compensate? How do you say you compensate?"
The shopkeeper was trembling all over and said: "Sir, if you want to eat in the future, I will give you all the food for free, and I will buy the best. This is all I can do!"
"make a deal!"
Tang Ji immediately nodded and stood up, then sat back down, his face very calm.
Zhang Modu said in surprise: "You recovered very quickly!"
Tang Ji smiled and said: "It's just a little embarrassing, nothing like it, it's not a big deal!"
Zhang Mo applauded: "You have the same demeanor as my sect master back then. Not bad, not bad. Just can you put your pants on first!"
After the farce ended, Zhang Mo asked for another portion of all the dishes, and the owner had to eat all the dishes in front of him.
While waiting for the food, Zhang Mo glanced at the old man Qixing below and said, "That one is also an acquaintance of mine. Call him up too."
Tang Ji said from the side: "Sect Master, you must have taken a fancy to someone else's good wine again."
Zhang Modao: "He said it himself, you can get it from him at any time. Isn't this any time? What's wrong, can I still refute his face? This sect leader is not that kind of person!"
Tang Ji nodded repeatedly, indicating that the sect master, you are right.
Down below, Destiny was thinking a lot of shit, and was about to leave, but was stopped by the waiter.
"Sir, the messenger of God invites you to come up."
Upon hearing this, Destiny's first reaction was "Has he been discovered?"
But if you think about it carefully, it seems unlikely.
The method she used to change luck would have no chance of being discovered unless the other party was also born with a magical destiny and was a master of the magic of luck.
She knew that there were no more than one person in the world who practiced the method of luck, and it was impossible for this Pleiadesian God Envoy to do so no matter how hard she thought.
After calming down, Destiny nodded and walked up.
She really wanted to see what was going on.
The disaster has clearly begun, but why doesn't the other party seem to be harmed?
What went wrong?
Walking up to the third floor, Destiny looked at Zhang Mo with a smile on his face and said, "I've seen the Envoy of God!"
Zhang Mo waved his hand and said, "Come on, Lao Qixing, let's have something to eat together. Have you brought any wine?"
Destiny suddenly felt reassured. It turned out that he had called her just to get a good drink.
Haha, drink you to death!
"Yes, sir, if you want it, of course there is!"
Destiny took out another small jar of wine from the ring and strode over.
Tang Ji also said: "I'm sorry. I was a little dizzy just now."
After saying that, I also gave Destiny a piece of meat, which was the newly served Stir-fried Little Dragon.
Destiny kept snoring in his heart. He was obviously attracted by the disaster, so he raised the possibility of disaster.
But why is there nothing wrong with the Pleiades envoy who was struck by the disaster?
Shouldn't it?
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Mo had already asked someone to open the wine jar and fill a glass for everyone.
"When we meet, we will forget all the grudges. Don't mind the little things."
Zhang Mo drank a glass of wine and suddenly felt a sting in his throat. Then he felt energetic and warm all over his body.
"Oh, it's good wine again!"
Destiny said: "The best soju, please use it with caution."
After saying that, fate fixed its eyes on Zhang Mo.
This wine seems to have no problem, but in fact it has a slight impact on the vitality.
Under normal circumstances, drinking as much as you want would not be a problem. But once disaster strikes, this wine may slightly cause energy disorders and lead to obsession.
In order to deal with this Pleiades god, Destiny had to maximize the disaster as much as possible, which was almost the limit of her power.
In this case, according to Destiny's own calculations, there is more than half a chance that something will happen to the other party.
Come on, let something happen!
The vitality is disordered and the person becomes possessed.
Come out of flames and burn yourself to death!
Destiny seemed to have seen Zhang Mo's next tragic situation.
With a roar in his heart, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Mo got himself another bowl. The cup wasn't big enough, but it still tasted good.
After drinking it all in one gulp, Zhang Mo said: "It's great! Huh?"
Suddenly, Zhang Mo covered his stomach.
Destiny has bright eyes, waiting for everything to happen.
I'm coming.
Die, die!
puff!
Zhang Mo tilted his buttocks and farted.
Then he said with a bit of embarrassment: "It doesn't stink when you make a loud fart!"