Under the instigation of Rongda 234, the village director decided to invite the wife from the neighboring village.

Who is Wang Po?

It is said that it is the omnipotent in the minds of villagers in Baili, Shili and Baxiang... Goddess.

Rong Huang: "???" Goddess?

WTF?

Isn't this just the same as the false Taoist who met in the small world before?

Be silly and babble.

A great dancing **** who can flaunt his teeth and claws.

Rong Huang stood on tiptoe and glanced at Mrs. Wang, who was surrounded by the lovely folks, who looked like a protective mascot, and remained silent for a while.

"You ghost, if the good boys of the Rong family hadn't discovered your identity, you would have eaten the entire village, right?"

The old village chief, who had a gray beard and even needed the village director's support to walk, tremblingly shook hands like dead branches, looked at Rong Huang with righteous expression, and said with righteous indignation.

"You are committing evil!" The old village chief was so angry that his beard was shaking.

Rong Huang guessed that if he hadn't taken a step to catch her breath, he would probably rush up to beat her with a walking stick.

Sure enough, it was an elderly person, with dozens of big ditches in between.

Rong Eight Thousand Years Old Huang murmured silently in his heart.

Rong Huang looked as if with the support of the villagers, the two and three of Rong Dafu could be lawless, and the little padded jacket was wrapped tightly around him.

There are many sticks in the countryside, and I want to go back to the city.

After a while, under the horrified and excited gaze of the villagers, Rong Huang spoke slowly, with a bit of disgust, "I don't eat children."

The king is the most noble family of Jinfeng, so what kind of spirit is worthy of the status of the king?

The king usually only eats delicious food.

Rongda two, three and four villagers: "......???"

"You still want to eat children?!" Rong Si looked at Rong Huang in horror, as if he had heard something terrible, "Children are the hope for the future, you still want to eat children!"

Rong Huang almost couldn't hold back the soy sauce bottle in his hand and knocked it on Rong Si's head.

What kind of rod-making boy is this? !

Rong Huang sighed, and sure enough, the price of rebirth was taking away their IQ.

It's not worth the loss.

"You get out of the way, it's almost time for dinner, there is still braised pork in the pot at home." Rong Huang looked at the opposite person helplessly.

Being able to be fooled around by Rongda's two, three or four shows how headless the people in this village are.

This is the reason why a village is backward and poor.

At this time, Mrs. Wang pinched the time and guessed that it was time for her to play.

As the object of unanimous worship by the mindless folks from all over the world, Wang Pozi's compulsion is of course ridiculously high.

The prince, who was over sixty-five years old, took vigorous steps and rushed from the crowd to the front in a few steps.

With a brushing sound, a mahogany sword was pulled out from behind.

The Wang's wife held the mahogany sword and made random gestures, dancing panting.

The lady Wang panted and tried to make her voice full of breath, "Huh!"

"You spirit, you dare to possess innocent people. It's a heinous crime. You don't want to show up!"

Granny Wang felt that she was full of aura at this moment, but she broke her bullshit.

A pair of turbid eyes stared wide, and shouted at Rong Huang.

Before Rong Huang had time to express how mouthless he was, he saw the brain fans behind Granny Wang clapping in unison.

"Wang is really amazing!"

"Ms. Wang quickly accept her, accept this monster!"