"Fudou, Brother Ze, Huo Huo him."
"Kyuubi, Brother Dou, hehe..."
"Fairy, Ninth Sister, help me!"
The old immortals of Heaven had black lines on their heads and stared at the demons jumping up and down in front of them with evil expressions...
"This guy shouldn't be a demon!" Li Jing was helpless.
"I can't give him any luck, Qilin is almost bald!" The broom star looked embarrassed.
"Fortunately, he asked for something from me." The God of Wealth twisted his beard and smiled.
As for the protagonist, Ye He, "What kind of Tianzun? In fact, it was all given by friends, and I am just a little trash."
In the age of the end of the Dharma, heaven is resurrected. The incense of the God of Wealth is higher than that of the Three Pure Ones. Daji has no choice but to "turn to the right side", and the mythical beasts have fallen. I, Ye He, have a scroll of pictures of ghosts in Bai Ze. I turn over the round beads to determine auspiciousness, and twist my fingers to destroy the evil spirit.
