LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
59.MATCHMENT.
Tan Wen Hong brought the fatty to a secluded place in the forest. Since Long Kui was afraid of an accident, he also came along,
but Tan Wen Hong had already been watching the Blood Baby.
At least the command of the fatty worked like a charm and the guards stayed behind.
Tan Wen Hong clapped, “Fat I commend you for not using the guard.”
“Huh, I've always been loyal to my words. This is related to my happy marriage and Sister Kui.
I've got to beat you to get a kui heart, so meticulously you can't fight my victory.
Or who knows what reason you will use later to annoy Sister Kui.” The fat was accentuating his chin.
With a smile, Tan Wen Hong showed his evil side, “Aren't you worried about me setting up an ambush?”
The fat was frowning. His pen-sized eyes explored his surroundings as he roared.
“Huh, I am willing to fight alone against any hardship, but if you think Sister Kui will look friendly at such despicable, think again.
No matter what you have, I will never lose! ”
“Ha-ha-ha, enough with her heroism.
Son, I like you. It's time we started this duel.” Tan Wen Hong smiled.
Yet even before he was done, a punch confronted him.
Tan Wen Hong rushed to dodge, but he was too late to react.
His body flew and his right cheek was now red and swollen.
“Hei fat, I thought you were a gentleman!” Tan Wen Hong snapped at the indifferent fatty who replied, “Don't you just start a duel? All fair in love and war.”
Tan Wen Hong looked at him for a long time and silently nodded.
This child was more cunning than he let on, yet he behaved with respect. He was as honest as Old Pang but that's where the similarities ended.
Compared to the simple Old Pang, Tan Wen Hong preferred the ingenious fatty.
A demon cultivator would use all means to achieve his goal.
“Ha-ha-ha, you are right!” Tan Wen Hong chuckled and pointed at Long Kui, “Beauty, look, Long Kui undressed!”
The fatty could see the lie when he heard it, but he still bought it this time and turned towards Long Kui.
Bam!
Tan Wen Hong used this opportunity to kick the fatty into the air.
“!”
Long Kui was furious on the sidelines with a red face, but the culprit did not mind in the slightest when his gaze focused on him.
“Wicked bastard, you dare to tarnish Sister Kui's honor.
I'll show you!” The fat man staggered as he stood up, but his eyes felt even hotter than before.
Tan Wen Hong hates it, “I was just messing around, but you still saw it. Didn't you also think of something embarrassing about our Young Miss?
The fat gasped.
He had never heard of this kind of counter before.
Tan Wen Hong might not respect Long Kui but didn't he himself tarnish his deity by imagining something inappropriate?
If so, was he entitled to blame Tan Wen Hong?
Fatty's regret just disappeared and he even felt embarrassed.
But as soon as he imagined Long Kui changing clothes, his face became a crimson red.
His little eyes were perfect in hiding his secret gaze at Long Kui's attractive figure.
But he still found her and looked at her with killing intent.
When the vibe crawled his spine, the fat one focused on the fight, “Punk, I will let this matter pass. Time to be serious.”
The fat body emitted a golden luster and even the ground started to crack around him.
“High rank mortal martial arts, Punch Shaking Mount!”