C186 Ji Mountain(3)

Fu Chi didn't get angry when he heard what the fatty said. Instead, he let out a deep laugh and said, "Little fatty, your tongue is very similar to that man's. Also, you have the same Qi as him. It seems like you are the descendant of that man."

As he spoke, Fu Chi gently raised the human head pestle in his hand. The skeleton eyes that flickered with a strange red light looked at Chen Xi