"Ahem, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough,…Where is this? Let me out!"

As we all know, the vacuum cleaner is full of dust.

If the concentration is put into it, it is probably difficult to enter into samadhi.

The King of Yellow-Brows felt that at that moment, he seemed to have arrived at the seventeenth level of hell.

The reason for the seventeenth floor is because...

All the gods and monsters, gods and Buddhas all over the sky, know that the underworld under the control of the King of Hell is actually only seventeen levels of hell.

As for where is the 18th floor not in hell?

They don't know either.

But the truth is:

Welcome to the 18th level of hell: the world!

The Yellow-Browed King felt that his nose, ears, eyes, stomach, and even blood vessels were covered with dust.

Not to mention the difficulty in breathing, blood is also difficult to flow.

The mana seems to be unable to function either.

When Lu Xiaoqian heard this sudden sound, he was stunned. Where did this sound come from? Why did it sound so familiar?

Lu Xiaoqianxun looked at the vacuum cleaner trash can on the ground.

"Lu Xiaoqian, you can go in."

"Okay, thank you!" Lu Xiaoqian didn't have time to check the trash can, and immediately went in for an interview with his information.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to take a look at the vacuum cleaner trash can.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough...let me out! Let me out!"

【drop!】

[After receiving a distress signal from the Huangmei King, would you like to go to emergency services?]

Ren Qianqiu, who was choosing clothes, had not had time to pack it, but suddenly heard the sound of the system.

He looked happy.

For him, this is not a sign of help.

It is a signal that two magical artifacts, the race bag and the golden prick are waving to him.

There was no time to pack my clothes, so I immediately walked to a place where there was no one.

"Go to emergency!"

The so-called emergency rescue means that you cannot delay. If you delay time a little bit, it means giving up the task.

The next second, Ren Qianqiu appeared out of thin air in a building.

A gold-inlaid sign hanging above the walls of the hall:

Fan Group.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough...let me out!"

Ren Qianqiu followed the sound and looked at the vacuum cleaner trash can.

I couldn't help but want to laugh.

A demon king was actually sucked into the trash can.

There is no one else.

He walked forward and opened the vacuum cleaner trash can.

A flash of blue smoke flashed, and the Yellow-browed King successfully escaped.

Covering his stomach and coughing hard.

"Ahem, cough, I'm suffocating!"

Suddenly, he saw Ren Qianqiu.

He exclaimed: "Madam Masturbation!"

Hearing this title, Ren Qianqiu's face turned dark immediately.

Due to the tight time, Ren Qianqiu didn't have time to change his clothes.

So, he is still wearing Xiao Chuchu's set of girls' pajamas.

Seeing her dark face, the Yellow-Browed King was so scared that he took six steps back and tried to stay away from her.

This woman is so scary!

Before you restore your peak strength, it is better not to provoke her first.

"King Huangmei, I saved you. Should you express your feelings?"

"Oh, it turns out that you saved me. Thank you so much. Thank you. I don't thank you. We will write it off when you hurt me before. When I get the silly girl, you can go back to Xiaoxitian with me to enjoy your happiness!"

Ren Qianqiu was so angry that he felt so painful by this sentence.

I just don't bother talking nonsense with him.

Put your five fingers together, slapped forward with a palm, and in an instant, it turned into a claw.

He grabbed the yellow-eyed king's neck from the air and lifted it up.

The Huangmei King suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ren Qianqiu in horror.

At this moment, he lost control of his body.

It seemed as if it was held down by a boundless terrifying force and could not move at all.

【drop!】

[Search for treasures on the client...]

[Two treasures found: race bag (divine artifact), mace (nine-grade spiritual weapon)]

【Please select one of them as compensation!】

[Warm reminder: The client's resistance is invalid!]

“Choose a race bag!”

【drop!】

[The race bag changes ownership, the artifact is automatically replaced with the formula, the system is forcibly stripped...]

[Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the race bag!]

A bag the size of a palm flew out of the Yellow-Browed King and fell into Ren Qianqiu's hands.

At the same time, the West.

Maitreya Buddha, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment just now, he suddenly discovered that a Hongmeng power that seemed to come from the depths of the prehistoric universe forced him to cut off his connection with the race bag.

Maitreya Buddha is the master of the Huangmei King.

The Huangmei King stole Maitreya Buddha's ethnic bag and the golden prickly lower world, which was actually arranged by him.

The purpose is of course to create one of the difficulties for Tang Monk.

But just now, he instantly lost contact with the race bag.

"Amitabha……"

Fan Group Building.

"You give me a fertile bag, and I give me a fertile bag!"

The Huangmei King was not stupid either. In just a moment, he realized that the race bag had changed hands and was out of his control.

After getting the treasure, the control over the Yellow-Browed King was lifted.

The Yellow-Browed King, who had recovered his freedom, immediately silently recited the formula of the Ethnic Bag in his heart.

But I found...

Nothing happens!

The race bag was really snatched.

"Madam Xiaodong, why did you snatch my race bag and return it to me!"

Ren Qianqiu glanced at him and put the race bag into his pocket.

Then he said in a plain tone: "This is not called robbery. This is what you ask me for help, I will save you, and then you should get the reward."

The yellow-browed king pointed to the trash can on the ground and said, "This...this...it doesn't work anyway, you'll give me a bag of people!"

After saying that, he instantly summoned his mace and was about to snatch the racial bag back.
To be continued...