You're so beautiful, and you still want to cancel the engagement?

"Hahaha..." Ye Fei and Ding Dashan burst into laughter instantly.

This smile actually made Feng Mazi confused.

"You two little brats, what are you laughing at! What do you find so ridiculous?" Feng Mazi said coldly.

"Crack! Crack!"

Feng Qingyao's pretty face flushed with anger. She stepped forward and slapped Ye Fei and Ding Dashan on the forehead: "Don't laugh! If you laugh again, I'll beat you to death!"

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh, I won't laugh..." Ye Fei forced himself to hold back his laughter. He looked at Feng Qingyao, then at Feng Mazi, who was dressed in rags and smelled bad. He couldn't hold it back any longer: "Hahahaha, Senior Sister, I can't hold it back anymore!"

Ye Fei jumped up with a loud laugh, flew a hundred meters away, squatted under a tree, and laughed so hard that he rolled into a ball.

"Hahahaha, Senior Sister, I can't hold it anymore, I can't hold it in anymore!" Ding Dashan couldn't hold it in either. He said that with a smile and flew away. Moreover, when he flew away, he didn't hesitate to add a knife: "Senior Sister, you are right, your old man is really doing well, hahahaha..."

"You two bastards, you'll be doomed if I don't beat you to death later!" Feng Qingyao jumped up and cursed.

"That won't do!" At this moment, Feng Mazi suddenly said, "If we kill them, we'll have two less people to carry dung. If we only have two people to carry dung, we won't have enough manpower!"

Feng Qingyao: "..."

"You, you really expect me to help you carry manure?" Feng Qingyao said viciously: "You can afford to lose this person, but I can't!"

"Look at what you're saying!" Feng Mazi curled his lips. "For those of us who practice Taoism, what's the big deal about enduring a little hardship in order to achieve enlightenment? Someone has to carry the manure. If you don't do it, and I don't do it, who will water the vegetable garden in the immortal court?"

Feng Qingyao: "..."

"Please, please stop talking about shit, okay?" Feng Qingyao pleaded, "I've been embarrassed enough today!"

"You little girl, I don't like what you're saying!" Feng Mazi said coldly, "Is carrying manure shameful? You know, the vegetable patch we're watering with manure is the royal vegetable patch specially supplied to the Immortal Court! Once, the Immortal Emperor personally praised the quality of my vegetable crops and named me the Great Wind Immortal!"

"Could it be the Immortal Yufen?" Feng Qingyao said angrily.

"Senior Sister, don't worry about these details!" At this moment, Ye Fei added from a distance: "You have to know that being praised by the Immortal Emperor is like being familiar to the Immortal Emperor. What a great honor!"

"Hmm! Not bad, not bad. Listen to this..." Feng Mazi glanced at Ye Fei, then said to Feng Qingyao seriously, "Girl, your junior brother's awareness is much higher than yours!"

"Alright, alright..." Feng Qingyao couldn't bear to listen any longer: "Old Master, please stop talking, okay?"

"What did you call me?" Feng Mazi's face suddenly darkened and he stared at Feng Qingyao with wide eyes.

"Grandpa, I am Feng Buxiu's great-granddaughter and your great-great-granddaughter!" Feng Qingyao said with tears in her eyes.

"Ah?" Feng Mazi trembled all over, staggered a few steps, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Grandpa, what on earth is going on with you?" Feng Qingyao cried, "I've been listening to my great-grandfather tell stories about you since I was little. You were such a hero back then, full of vigor and ambition, so arrogant. How could you, after ascending to heaven, end up like this, carrying manure?"

Feng Mazi shook his head, picked up the shoulder pole, picked up the two dung buckets, and walked away slowly: "Girl, you recognized the wrong person. The Feng Mazi you are talking about is already dead."

When the old man finished saying this, two tears rolled down his eyes.