Working as an Immortal Official in the Heavenly Court

Fang Jian from Earth became an immortal official in the Heavenly Court. Not only does he have a golden finger, but the Jade Emperor also values him.

So do you think Fang Jian will pretend to ...

Chapter 189,/.

When Chonghua woke up from his coma, he found that his feet were a little weak. He tried to step a few times in a daze, but found that he could not touch the ground at all.

After a while, Chonghua gradually woke up, but when he looked down, he found that there was not even any ground where he could step on!

Zooming in, we can see that Chong Hua's hands are tied up with two extremely thick hemp ropes, and the other ends of the ropes are tied to two pine trees on the edge of the cliff of Yuquan Peak.

Chong Hua himself was being hung in a "big" shape ten feet below the cliff. Behind him was a steep cliff, and under his feet was a thousand-foot-high cliff.

This is not an adjective, it really is a thousand feet, a height of more than three thousand meters!

"Ah?!" Chonghua screamed and subconsciously used his magic power, but found that the Niwan Palace had been sealed by a seal.

At this moment, apart from his physical body still being in the Yang God realm, he did not have any magic power left in his body.

Without magic power, there is no sense of security, no sense of security... Seeing the thousand-foot cliff under his feet, Chonghua looked at the deep and steep cliff below, feeling dizzy, so he quickly raised his head and dared not look down again.

But it didn't matter that he looked up. When he looked up, he saw a white cloud in the sky in front of him, and two people standing on the white cloud.

One of these two people had a slender figure, and the other was as straight as a pine tree. They were Fang Jian and Hong Yuanhua, especially Fang Jian, who was standing on the cloud and pointing at Chonghua.

Chong Hua couldn't hear what Fang Jian was saying, but he had a vague feeling that it wasn't a good thing. He yelled, then shouted, "Let me go! What are you going to do?"

"Let me go!"

"My father is really the Heavenly Lord Dingyuan of the Heavenly Lord Palace in Northern Juluzhou. He won't let you go!"

"Let me go!"

On Fang Jian's side, Fang Jian completely ignored Chong Hua's shouting and instead asked Hong Yuan Hua with the precious carved bow in his hand, "Did it hurt when you were shot by the arrow?"

"It hurts a lot." Hong Yuanhua nodded and said, "It hurts like a needle in the heart."

Fang Jian nodded and said, "Then I'm relieved. Do you know what 'Oh Yeah' means?"

"? Oh... Ye?" Hong Yuanhua asked in confusion: "Oh Ye? What kind of Ye is that?"

Fang Jian shook his head and said, "It's not a leaf. You don't need to know that clearly. Anyway, if I hit it later, you just shout 'Oh Yeah' and that's it."

"Ah?! Who are you going to shoot, Tiger?" Hong Yuanhua asked in surprise.

Fang Jian pointed at Chong Hua in front of him and said, "Him, why else would I ask you to hang him up?"

"Isn't this bad?" Hong Yuanhua was still worried. "If he is really the son of Dingyuan Tianjun..."

"I'm going to cum." Before Hong Yuanhua could finish his words, Fang Jian's cold voice rang in his ears.

Hong Yuanhua was shocked. When Fang Jian spoke to you in this tone, it meant that he was dissatisfied with you.

"Yes, Tiger King, I will remember this." Hong Yuanhua bowed his hands in response without hesitation.

Fang Jian held a red-patterned, vermilion-painted, precious bow in his left hand, and a red-patterned, vermilion-painted quiver on his waist. He drew a white-feathered, golden-shafted arrow from the quiver, bent the bow, aimed at Chonghua hanging on the cliff.

"It's not easy to aim. Fortunately, I have reached the level of a true immortal, otherwise I wouldn't be able to even pull the bow." Fang Jian said with a smile.

Chong Hua, who was in the distance, saw Fang Jian actually pointed his bow and arrow at him, and immediately trembled with fear: "You, you, you...what are you going to do?"

"No! You can't do this!"

"Help! Help!"

"Bang" the sound of a bowstring was heard, and then a white-feathered golden-shafted arrow flew like lightning, and with a "pop" it shot into the stone cliff an inch below Chonghua's armpit.

"Oh Ye!" Hong Yuanhua shouted immediately, and his face turned red as soon as he shouted. Why did he feel so ashamed?

"Oh shit, I missed." Fang Jian said, turning around.

Hong Yuanhua was stunned for a moment, then he looked carefully and found that he had missed the target. So he scratched his head with a smile.

"Hush." ​​At the same time, Chong Hua breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the white-feathered, golden-shafted arrow that had been lodged in the cliff face, an inch below his armpit. He sneered inwardly, "What a terrible archery skill!"

'Bang' 'Swoosh'

Chonghua had just finished mocking Fang Jian's archery skills in his heart when suddenly another burst of string and arrow sounds were heard. This time Chonghua was no longer as lucky as before. With a "puff", the white-feathered golden-shafted arrow shot directly into Chonghua's left kneecap.

“Ah!!!” Chong Hua’s scream resounded through the sky, “Fang Jian, you’re courting death! My father won’t let you go!”

"Oh yeah!" Hong Yuanhua shouted, then asked, "Shanjun, that's too awkward to call me. Can you change it?"

Fang Jian heard this and said, "Is it awkward?"

"It's awkward." Hong Yuanhua said, "How about trying something else? How about 'Good Archery'?"

Fang Jian nodded and said, "Okay, then let's switch to 'good archery'."

After saying that, Fang Jian bent his bow and drew his arrow. Tengxian shot out another arrow like a meteor, "Hit!"

'Puff'

The arrow flew out and hit Chonghua's right thigh directly, and penetrated directly, with the arrowhead and blood and flesh piercing out.

“Ah! Ah!”

"Fang Jian, I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

"Good archery!"

“Come again!”

"middle!"

Another arrow hit Chonghua's left shoulder scapula, and went straight through the bone gap of the scapula.

"Good archery!"

"Don't cum, don't cum!"

"Please, it hurts so much."

Fang Jian turned a deaf ear, drew his bow again, and the arrow flew out.

"Puff" the arrow shot out from Chonghua's right shoulder scapula, blood spurted out one meter high, and then was blown all over the sky by the wind.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!