Chapter 988 What Player?

"Godson, you are too unworthy of our Tuntian clan, aren't you?"

After Xia Fukun carried the little fairy to the bed, he was ready to leave. After all, if someone came in, wouldn't he be exposed?

It was also when he was about to evacuate the hut that the voice of the earth-swallowing monster slowly sounded in Xia Fukun's mind.

Xia Fukun: "Godfather, what are you talking about?!"

Swallowing the Earth Monster: "You have to know that when the Swallowing Sky Clan was still in its heyday, your godfather and I were just like each other! How could you be like this? I just felt a change in your body. Your hormones are already burning, but you’re still indifferent, so you can’t do it, right?”

"What are you talking about, godfather!"

Xia Fukun was getting impatient and said he couldn't do it? How can it be!

Besides, although he has the blood power of the Tiantian clan in his body, no matter what, he is a human being after all. How can he be a stallion like the Tiantian clan? He, Xia Fukun, is a very dedicated person, okay?

Just when Xia Fukun was about to open the door and go out, another burst of footsteps came from outside.

Xia Fukun: "Mud code?"

He looked around and saw that the room he was in was empty.

If he breaks out now, the Yang Palace will definitely be in turmoil. At that time, it will be a little difficult for him to get the Bliss System by surprise. After all, Yang Yang would definitely take precautions in advance.

But in this room, there is only one bed and a square table. I can’t even make a crack in the ground and crawl into it!

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun gritted his teeth and returned to bed. At this time, the little fairy was also on the bed.

How to do it?

Xia Fukun's eyes lit up, he took out a blanket from the space bracelet, covered the little fairy, and wrapped the little fairy under the quilt.

It was also after Xia Fukun did all this that the door of this room was pushed open.

"Little fairy, how are you?"

The Yang Palace disciple who came in glanced around the room, but found no trace of the little fairy in the room. At that moment, he was confused.

He just watched this little fairy enter the room where Xia Fukun was!

However, there is no secret passage in this house, so how can someone just disappear after entering the house without incident?

The disciple scanned around and found nothing strange. When he turned to leave, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Xia Fukun was covered with a blanket for no apparent reason. Moreover, beside Xia Fukun, the blanket , seems to be a little protruding? !

Looking at Xia Fukun, he still looked dizzy.

Could it be...

This Yangdian disciple had a very bold idea at this moment.

He took a deep breath.

"Little fairy!"

He shouted in his mouth, and then he rushed to the bed and lifted the blanket. Suddenly, he saw the little fairy lying on the blanket.

This disciple: "..."

Suddenly, tears fell from his eyes.

His whole expression looked extremely excited.

Every muscle in his face was twitching.

"Why!"

"Why fairy!"

"You are the dream goddess of all the young people in our Yang Palace!"

"Why did you take advantage of a kid who doesn't know his origins?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The disciple roared and rushed out of Xia Fukun's room.

Xia Fukun: "..."

He got up from the bed a little confused, looked at the large open room, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The other party seems to have misunderstood something?

He glanced at the fainting little fairy beside him.

If the disciple just looked carefully, he would definitely be able to see that the little fairy's clothes are still intact, and there is one more thing. The little fairy obviously fainted. How can you have so many fancy ideas?

Xia Fukun doesn't understand...

Xia Fukun is fascinated...

But what Xia Fukun also knows is...

now……

I'm afraid I can't stay in this small house any longer!

"Damn it... I should have caught that guy just now and asked him about the situation in Yang Palace!"

After Xia Fukun swollen, he didn't care about the little fairy next to him, and headed out of the house in a flash.

As soon as Xia Fukun came out of the room, he saw the Yang Palace disciple who had been howling in pain in the room just now, standing on a high platform.

Under the high platform, hundreds of Yangdian disciples were surrounding.

Xia Fukun thought for a while, put on a mask for himself, then changed his clothes and got into the crowd.

Although this Yang Palace is not as good as Fulinmen, it still has tens of thousands of disciples. After all, in the realm of quasi-gods, Yang Yang has a good reputation and can still attract many disciples. Xia Fukun didn't believe that all the disciples in Yang Palace knew each other?

Xia Fukun walked into the crowd and patted one of the disciples on the shoulder.

"Hey, brother, what's going on?"

The disciple turned his head.

"Oh-"

I almost got scared and a dog chewed the mud.

"You are a real person. Why do you wear a mask when you have nothing to do?"

Xia Fukun: "..."

Is the mask you are wearing scary?

He remembered that he was wearing a mask like that of Superman from Crayon Shin-chan or something...

"Haha, I got a little hurt on my face, so I just put on a mask."

Xia Fukun lied casually.

"Hey, brother, it's not your fault that you're ugly. It's your fault that you don't dare to face yourself head-on."

Xia Fukun didn't expect that disciple to say such a thing to him.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Fukun silently wrote down the appearance of this Yang Palace disciple.

"Forget it, let me tell you, this guy's name is Ergoudan. I don't know what happened to him. He was crying and saying that he wanted to jump off the high platform and kill himself..."

Xia Fukun: "????"

So there is still talk of suicide in Yangdian?

so……

What kind of player is this Ergoudan?

Is it because... my goddess has been "tarnished"? ? ?