After hearing the words of the God of Sakura, Gui Bugui narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Mian. After seeing the white-haired man had no intention of speaking, he smiled at the God of Sakura and said, "Supreme Immortal, do you have a talent for premonition of danger, so if you don't have a premonition, will you meet us?"

After a bitter smile, Shen Huang said, "When I came out this time, I had already felt something was wrong, but I thought it was the Lord of God who was tracking my whereabouts. I didn't expect that the disaster would be on you, and I would also embarrass all the immortal friends in heaven..." When he spoke, Shen Huang looked unwilling. It seemed that if it weren't for the demon god who came down to earth, he would not have been defeated by these people.

Looking at the look of the god of decline, Gui Bugui didn't know him as much as he did. After laughing, the old guy called the boss of the ship and said, "Go, put down a small boat and let this full god get off the ship."

As the old guy finished speaking, Huang Shen was stunned for a moment. He could not have thought that these mortals would let him go so easily. Even if they didn't want their own lives, they shouldn't have let him go like this. Looking at the boss of the boat who was commanding the sailor to put down the boat, Huang Shen looked at Gui Bugui again and said, "You have worked so hard to let me go like this in the end?"

"Old man, my temple is small, and I can't afford to worship a great Bodhisattva like you." Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "This time we met the immortal unintentionally, and it was not intentional... I'm not hiding the immortal, I'm driving a small business, and a large group of people pointing at this business to eat and drink. It's really inconvenient to invite you to visit, but after thinking about it, it's better to send you away. But there are too few sailors on my boat, so I can't get a man to ride the boat. I'm also troubled by the immortals, you can't take the boat yourself..."

"So you are worried that I will ruin your business." After the god of decline understood Gui Bugui's words, the god of decline smiled disdainfully and continued, "Then it's no wonder you are afraid of me, the god of decline. It's great... Before leaving, I wish you a lot of money. When things calm down, I will definitely go to Guibao when I come back from overseas..."

"Why are you talking to your grandfather? Who! Take the needle and hemp rope for me!" Bai Wuqiu has been following Gui Bugui for so many years, and he can also hear that the god of despair was talking. At that moment, it rushed over and slapped the god to the ground. The god of despair was already scared by it. He hugged his head with both hands, curled up and shouted loudly: "Dad... I will never dare to talk nonsense again. I will go around your business in the future. I will cause trouble to you and dare not provoke our business... Dad, please spare me..."

After a few punches and kicks, the ship boss actually handed a large needle and hemp rope sewn with cowhide into Erlangzi's hand. Bai Wuqiu took the big head and pointed it at the middle of the butt of the god, thinking that the living king of Hell was really going to sew his feces with a line. He was so scared that he screamed, and then he rushed up from the deck. He covered his butt and jumped into the sea directly. It didn't care about the small boat or the small boat. At that moment, Hell was stepping on the sea water, as if it was lightning, and disappeared in front of Wu Mian and Gui Bugui's eyes in a blink of an eye.

Seeing the desolate god running away in panic, Xiao Ren San on the other side clapped his hands and laughed. Even Wu Mian, who was not showing any emotions, began to rise slightly, and Gui Bugui even covered his mouth and laughed constantly.

However, Bai Wuqiu still felt that this was too cheap. He turned to Gui Bugui and said, "Old guy, why don't I chase him and kill him just to kill him. He is a star of destruction. If he really makes a fuss about our business, when you kick your legs, there will be not much left for me to spend money."

Gui Bugui has long been used to talking with Wuqiu. After giggling, the old man said to Erlangzi: "Don't worry, we will not see this god within three to five hundred years. Compared to us, he is more afraid of the Lord of God. If I guess correctly, God of God should know what the Lord of God is asking him for. What can scare him to escape directly? As long as the Lord of God is still on the land for one day, God of God will not dare to come back easily.

After saying these two sentences, the old guy laughed, and then he ordered the ship boss to drive the ship. Although the main sail had been destroyed, with the ship boss's skills and the technique of Guibugu's wind control, although there were only a few side sails left, the ship boss could still drive the ship. First find a dock to stop, put these Ferrands down, and then return to the God of Wealth Island. Originally, the Baron Fernandez wanted to go to the God of Wealth Island to take advantage of this opportunity to establish a trade channel with the Sishui. After returning to China, his official position and title would be upgraded to a few levels.

However, Gui Bugui saw through Fernandez's thoughts, and the old guy said that these Ferrands were not allowed to go to the God of Wealth Island. Finally, seeing this red-haired devil was really annoying, Bai Wuqiu came out and cursed for a few words. These Ferrands were so scared that they didn't dare to go to the God of Wealth Island again...

Just as their ship was docking at the dock, the god of absent who was still running on the sea finally slowed down. After confirming that Bai Wuqiu had not caught up to silence him, he checked the wound on his butt. Seeing that a big needle with a hemp rope was inserted into his butt, his heart was hanging in his stomach. He sighed heavily, and then looked for sea beasts around him that could be used as mounts. Although he was a god, it was really a bit unfavorable to run all the way.

Just as the God of Death was searching for sea beasts everywhere, a figure slowly appeared on the sea surface in the distance, slowly walking towards him. As the figure got closer, the God of Death was not even noticed...

Until Shen Xu did not find a person who could act as a mount and was about to look forward to search again, he was unsure of the figure coming closer and closer. At this time, the figure had already reached less than twenty feet behind him. After turning back to see the figure's appearance, Shen Xu was startled first, and then reacted again.

"You're not finished, are you? Do you feel like you just let me go like that? You are in a loss. You are now ready to catch up with the God of Killing!" When he said this, he saw only a figure, and Bai Wuqiu did not follow him. The God of Killing was murderous in his heart. He was ready to kill the figure to vent his anger...

At this time, the one who stood behind the God of Death was exactly the same as Wu Mian pretended to be the same as Wu Mian just now. The God of Death believed that this was a white-haired man pretending to be the God of Death and killed people to silence him. He wanted to return all the humiliation given by Bai Wuqiu to Wu Mian. This white-haired man was just relying on the Emperor's death. Without the Emperor's death, he was nothing.

After thinking of this, while the figure was still walking over step by step, the god of absent suddenly rushed over and reached out to grab the head that was pretending to be the Lord of God. The white-haired man had an immortal body, and his head was always going to die if he exploded.

What people didn't expect was that the moment he rushed to the front of the "God Lord", his fingers had not touched his skin. The "God Lord" suddenly took action, and the false God Lord suddenly reached out and pinched the neck of the god. As he exerted a little force, the god god felt dizzy in his mind...

At this time, the God of Death realized that the God of Death in front of him was real. Then he heard the God of Death: "Is that how you welcome me? God of Death, why did you become this ghost? It's to hide from me..."

While speaking, the Lord of God reached into Sangji's body with his other hand, and then he actually pulled out a thin, pale-faced Han man from the body of this Folang Jiman...

After throwing away the body of the Folang Jiren, the Lord of God looked at the desolate god who was so scared that he couldn't speak, and said, "I just heard you, it seems that someone pretended to be me? Say something..."
Chapter completed!