I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

Every time this sect leader bursts into tears.

I feel like someone is spying on me on the street.

Is there any good way?

Can it improve their moral integrity?

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 1406 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Zhang Mo had no time to pay attention to the fat little black man.

When he came down, he first scolded Shui Qilin: "You can't do this, it's very dangerous. You don't want your life, but I want my life. I'll deduct a meal from you!"

Shui Qilin didn't bother to pay attention to him.

And deduct dinner?

Haha, this Qilin showed off his entire day's rations in the morning, it doesn't matter whether he eats or not. Right to lose weight.

Seeing Shui Qilin lying down and lying there again, Zhang Mo was completely speechless.

Why are there such lazy monsters?

Life can't be messed up, you have to work hard and fight! (Of course, except for this sect leader)

Shaking his head, Zhang Mo wished he could shake off all his worries.

Then he looked at the little black fat man and said, "Why are you alone? Where are the others? Where are the envoys fighting here? Call him out and say that the new Pleiades envoys are here to support him. Don't worry too much." If you are moved, you don’t have to pledge yourself, just give money.”

The fat little black man looked embarrassed.

Zhang Mo looked at him and said, "What's wrong? The envoy who can't fight here is already dead. Is this envoy late?"

The fat little black man's face suddenly turned even more ugly. He held it in for a while before saying, "I am!"

Zhang Mo was immediately embarrassed.

At this moment, he carefully looked at the "god envoy" in front of him.

Well……

He is about four to five feet tall, much shorter than Zhang Mo, and slightly taller than Lao Bald.

His skin was dark, and he looked like he had dug coal in the mountains or worked as a loan shark, otherwise he wouldn't be so dark.

There isn't much hair on the head either, but it's very short, almost like no hair at all.

He was wearing a tattered black gown.

With this look, if you said he was from the Heavenly Demon Sect, Zhang Mo would believe him.

He looks kind-hearted, maybe it's because he's fat.

Zhang Mo stretched out his hand and said, "May I ask who you are?"

The fat little black man replied: "Shihuo Divine Envoy, just call me Brother Huo."

"Okay, Brother Shi!"

Zhang Modao.

The Shihuo Divine Envoy glared and said, "Brother Shit? It sounds wrong to me."

Zhang Modao: "Did you call me wrong? Then I'll call you shit again, brother..."

The Divine Envoy of Shihuo raised his hand and said: "The more you scream, the clearer it becomes. Forget it, I see you don't want to call me brother either. You should just call me Shihuo."

Zhang Mo smiled and nodded, and he actually saw this little thought.

The fat little black guy has a pretty good mind.

Zhang Mo quickly asked: "How is the situation in Yueyin Kingdom now?"

The Murofire God envoy replied: "Situation? What's going on? Oh, I've been a little constipated recently, and it's really not good."

Zhang Mo's eyes widened. Is this the situation he was asking about?

Seeing Zhang Mo's strange expression, the Shihuo Divine Envoy immediately said, "You are talking about Youyuan's side, right? They are in good condition, and I think they are pulling smoothly."

At this time, Tang Ji, who was behind Zhang Mo, was speechless.

Who cares whether people in Youyuan poop?

Also, how do you know?

You're still watching, right?

Zhang Mo felt that he could not delve deeper into this issue. The fat little black man in front of me might be able to say something even more disgusting.

"Where are your subordinates?"

Zhang Mo asked again.

The Shihuo God envoy said: "Subordinates? They are all dead. The corpses were dragged away and eaten by the demon cultivators in Youyuan. They ate so well that they can pull it so smoothly!"

"OK OK."

Zhang Mo felt a little pain in his chest.

Tang Ji even loudly said: "Are they all dead? Are all the demon cultivators in Yueyin Kingdom so powerful?"

The Shihuo God Envoy shook his head and said: "It's not very powerful. It's just that when those demon cultivators attacked, I happened to be eating. So they all died!"

Zhang Mo asked: "Is there any causal relationship between this? Did you eat them all?"

The Shihuo God Envoy replied: "Of course there is. I am eating, so naturally I can't help them fight the demon cultivator. Then they will be defeated, that's it."

"how about you?"

Zhang Mo asked.

The Murohuo God envoy said: "Of course I will find another place to eat. They are always fighting and quarreling."

Zhang Mo felt his chest hurt even more after hearing this.

Turning his head, Zhang Mo whispered: "How about we go back. I feel like we will be cheated!"

Tangji also nodded.

The divine envoy in front of me sounds unreliable!

As if he heard Zhang Mo's words, the Shihuo Divine Envoy grabbed him.

"You can't leave. It took a lot of effort to get here. At least stay for a few days. I'm almost out of food. Where are your subordinates? Tell them to come quickly!"

Zhang Mo tried to struggle twice, what a guy.

The little fat black man in front of me is really an angel, he works so damn hard!

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let go, let go!"

Zhang Mo tried hard several times, but still couldn't break free. Zhang Mo was so angry that he wanted to bite his hand directly.

You damn fat man, if your meat didn't look like it was burnt, which affects your appetite, I would have eaten you today.

Tang Ji looked helpless and could only fly out and direct others to come in quickly.

The fat little black man looked at the people brought by Zhang Mo coming in one by one, and immediately smiled and said: "Well done, start cooking, hurry up. Envoy of the Pleiades, let's have some together, you're welcome!"

Listening to what he said, it sounded like someone he had brought.

Zhang Mo has never seen such a shameless person.

Ignoring Zhang Mo at all, the fat little black man went straight to find someone to cook for him.

While dragging the two candidate angels, he shouted: "Give me ten big elbows first, and I will cushion them!"

Zhang Mo suddenly felt that he might not be able to keep the good stuff he got in the Moon Palace.

Good guy, this sect leader is trying to get the Fang Sun God Envoy, you are trying to get this sect leader, right?

The mantis hunts the cicada, the fat bird kicks the mantis, and then eats the cicada, right?

Zhang Mo whispered: "Bring me a pen and paper, I want to write a letter to the Divine Envoy Fangri."

Tang Ji immediately ran over and said, "Sect Master, it's a little too late to call for reinforcements now."

Zhang Mo said loudly: "What kind of reinforcements are there? I want to scold that fat rabbit. He picked such a bad place for me and found such a bad person to help me. Revenge, pure revenge! I want to give him the last newspaper for free." . Let him know that the newspaper can help him find a double repairer and fix him. Let Lao Bald and the others give Fat Rabbit a good write-up, write him into shit, and say he looks like a puddle of shit. , or the kind that has been stepped on by someone's feet. I will make a good name for him."

Tang Ji said with a weird look on his face: "Sect Master, this is too cruel. God Envoy Fangri cannot fight you!"

Zhang Modao: "I haven't painted his portrait yet. He still dares to fight me. Go quickly!"

Tang Ji responded softly, then looked towards the room fire envoy and said, "Sect Master, what should we do about this?"

Zhang Mo gritted his teeth and said: "You fat man, you can only open your mouth with ten cubits. That's too much. You are a real pig. Eat him to death. Tell the cook to give him five at most and give me the rest!"