Outside the mausoleum of Venerable Qingluan, the head of the sect and Yingshuang were all black and embarrassed.

"Well, I finally escaped. ”

Yingshuang sat on the ground with her buttocks, and then slowly lay down, losing her dreams and becoming a useless piece of waste.

Holding on to a huge tree, the head of the sect gasped for breath, and they rushed left and right in the mausoleum, like headless flies, touching many prohibitions, and suffering a lot before escaping.

The sect leader recalled the flying sword in the sky, and the large expanses of cyan flames emitted terrifying high temperatures, and his heart was afraid for a while.

Leaving Wang Yu's first adventure, miss him.

But fortunately, there will be the capital to brag about it in the future.

The head of the sect passed through the thousands of flying swords, unscathed.

Why?

The swords were all stuck in Yingshuang's buttocks.

Bang.

A loud bang rang out from the mausoleum.

Yingshuang turned her head to look. I saw that the huge mausoleum was constantly shaking, shaking off countless mountains and rocks, and the smoke and dust were filled. It was as if something extremely terrifying had erupted inside, so that even the place where His Holiness was buried could not withstand such power.

"Let's go. The head of the sect spoke eagerly, and kicked on Yingshuang's ass. Running into the distance.

This familiar scene must be that he Wang Yu opened the plow, so he hurriedly ran.

"Whew..."Yingshuang howled in pain, "Zhu Run, I beep beep..."

Teaching his head to raise his hand, during the time he got along with Yingshuang, he was already able to skillfully use the skill of patting his brain, no matter how far away, he could accurately land the slap on Yingshuang's head.

Pulled up Yingshuang, who was still whispering, and ran towards the distance with all his strength, although he didn't know where the safe place was, but just like Wang Yu said.

That's it.

As for Wang Yu, the head of the sect was not worried at all. As soon as the Thunder Gods Catalogue appeared, Wang Yu's dog thief was like Lei Zu's current life, his eyes were white, what was that? Divinity completely suppressed human nature, in this state, there was no difference from the real gods, that is, Wang Yu was too low and weak, otherwise he was afraid of what Qingluan Venerable, directly ploughed over with a thunderbolt, and gave Lao Tzu to get a box lunch.

Besides, even the head of this sect, a macho man who has fused the Fengshen Feilian godhead, almost couldn't hold back when he saw Wang Yu in that state, and wanted to kneel under his stinky feet, not to mention those scum who had not even been in contact with divinity.

There is no choice but to wait for death.

A thunderbolt appeared from the sky, obscuring the light of the blood moon and splitting the gray sky in two.

"That kid... What the hell did you do? The head of the sect clenched his teeth, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and an inexplicable force continued to condense in him, wanting to make him surrender and sacrifice his knees.

Yingshuang was very relaxed, as soon as the pressure appeared, he immediately knelt down, anyway, no one saw it in this wilderness, and there was no shame.

And at this time.

In the battlefield outside the sky, there were kneeling figures everywhere, bowing their heads towards the thunder that carried the power of heaven in the sky.

Outside the mausoleum of Venerable Qingluan.

The humble man who was waiting near the mausoleum, who had just dissipated the pressure caused by the divine thunder, breathed a sigh of relief, got up and moved his body, and laughed loudly with the people around him to relieve the embarrassment.

"Hahaha, just now, somehow, I remembered my grandfather who had passed away for many years, and I didn't listen to this leg. ”

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, I also remembered the second uncle I hadn't seen for many years, and I was sad for a while, just..."

"Brother Tai doesn't need to say more, I understand, I understand. ”

Suddenly, a discordant voice rang out.

"Run, brothers, I'm really going to kneel this time. ”

A voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the person who just thought he had saved face gritted his teeth, which fucking pot of your mother can't be opened, right?

Life is already so hard, and you still have to do it.

Suffer death, grandson thief.

Everyone present looked in the direction from which the voice came from, then turned and ran.

"I'll meet... Run. ”

Someone is very confident in his own strength, and he wants to teach the guy who is as annoying as Yingshuang to make a name for himself, and then he sees the torrent of thunder rushing out of the mausoleum.

I was horrified, and I ran away.

In this life, it is impossible to become famous, you can only run away first and barely save your life.

An ocean of thunder appeared, raging in the mound, and all the places passed through were scorched earth, and the momentum was immense, like the catastrophe of destruction recorded in ancient books, wanting to shatter this piece of heaven and earth, and then formulate its own order.

For a time, there were many figures fleeing in the mound.

Wang Yu carried the three of Yingao, followed behind the thunderous torrent, walked out of the mausoleum gracefully, and quietly watched all this happening in front of him.

Iniquity, iniquity. Wang Yu sighed in his heart, I don't know how many good things have disappeared under this catastrophe like this, and Uncle Ben has suffered heavy losses.

"I hope no one dies because of this, although Uncle Ben is very unhappy with them. ”

"But in fact, there doesn't seem to be much contradiction, Uncle Ben is so broad-minded, poke it at them, and his anger will disappear. ”

"Alas, after all, it's still to blame Uncle Ben for not being ruthless enough. ”

Wang Yu sat on the ground and sighed constantly.

The three of them lay on their sides, and the jade pendants on their bodies continued to gush out mysterious energy, covering the surface of their bodies, protecting their safety and helping them recover from their injuries.

was blocked by a mysterious force, and Wang Yu didn't want to waste time poking it, it had no effect at all.

How do you know if you don't try?

Uncle Wang's temperament of plucking goose feathers must have been tried a long time ago.

"Where next?" Wang Yu looked into the distance, very confused for a while.

"It was supposed to be a good public-funded tourism, it should be eaten, and it should be pinched and pinched, but how did it become like this. ”

"Let's go and play with the head coach first. ”

Wang Yu picked up the three of Yingao, frowned and said: "It's a pity that these space equipment can't hold living creatures, otherwise Uncle Ben will directly get tens of thousands of ducks into it, fresh duck intestines, anytime, anywhere, you can eat it whenever you want." ”

Then he looked into the distance, chose a random direction, and disappeared into this place.

Afar.

On a hilltop, the head of the sect and Yingshuang looked at the disappearing torrent of thunder, and their hearts were full of mixed feelings.

"You said that kid made this formation?" Yingshuang picked up a duck intestine, stuffed it into his mouth, and said indistinctly.

"Who else but him. The head of the sect put down his chopsticks, looked into the distance, his eyes were melancholy, and he missed him for several hours after leaving Wang Yu.

Even his favorite hot pot, because of the absence of Wang Yu, lost the delicacy of the past, so that the head of the sect only ate seven bowls of rice, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks, you know, this is not even half of his usual level.

"That kid shouldn't be the reincarnation of Lei Zu, so fierce. Yingshuang was stunned and said.

"If it's true, do you think he will be like those people in the Heavenly Realm in the future, erase human nature, and go to the heavens to find the ruins of the heavenly court. ”

The head of the sect was silent, and only the sound of Yingshuang gurgling and drinking water remained on the mountain.

After a while, the head of the sect looked into the distance, as if Wang Yu was there, as arrogant as ever, shouting in his mouth how Uncle Ben was.

A smile suddenly bloomed on the head of the sect, and he said: "No matter how Wang Yu chooses in the future, I will support him, whether he becomes a god or a man, just live better than Lao Tzu." ”

Yingshuang was silent, he had never seen his cousin like this, and he felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably, as if something was about to rush out of his eyes.

Yingshuang knew that it was tears.

It turned out that in my cousin's heart, there was only Wang Yu from beginning to end, and he never had himself.

raised his head, turned around, looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, did not let the tears fall, and did not let his cousin see his embarrassed appearance, and pretended to be relaxed: "In this way, whether you become a god or a human being in the future, you must remember to live better than me." ”

"When did Lao Tzu not live better than you? I think you are the reincarnation of the poet in the heavenly realm, Sha Shi Biya, less Shi Ya, Sha Bi. ”

The head of the sect blurted out a beautiful word.

Then he frowned, feeling as if something was wrong, grass, you have something to say in Yingshuang's words.

Turn around, shake your hair, slap your face, and do it in one go.

"You dog, did you go to Yanwang's Mansion to look through Lao Tzu's treasure book collection?!"

"Lao Tzu fed you with a handful of urine, and you repay Lao Tzu like this. ”

"I'll fight!"

"I'll fight again!"

"Cousin, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore......"

. . . . . .

Wang Yu looked up, as if he heard Yingshuang's screams.

Shaking his head, he threw this strange thought out of his mind, delusion, it must be an illusion. Even if there is a hallucination, it should be to hear the wild and uninhibited laughter of the head of the sect, how can it be the perverted voice of Yingshuang.

Alas, for several hours away from the head of the sect, I missed him very much.

You must work hard to become stronger, and take the head of the sect wherever you go in the future, and then Uncle Ben can grab duck intestines with him to eat.

Wiping his saliva, Wang Yu lowered his head and looked at the unconscious Yingao three.

The jade pendants on their bodies had dimmed, and the mysterious power on their bodies had disappeared.

Wang Yu took out a small stick, held it in the palm of his hand, and his eyes burned, this is the most precious treasure of Uncle Ben. Wen Neng poked Yingshuang's mouth, and Wu Neng provoked unspeakable parts of men of all sizes.

Thinking of the broken blade like scrap copper and rotten iron, I don't get angry, and the artifact that kills the gods, it's useless at all, except for hardness, what else do you have left? What else are you?

The more Wang Yu thought about it, the more angry he became, summoned the broken blade, threw it on the ground and stomped on it a few times, and then took it back.

Broken Blade: Hemp wheat husk.

Holding the small stick, Wang Yu wanted to use the soft skin on his face to feel its smoothness, and then the picture of it galloping on various men appeared in his mind, his expression froze, and this terrible thought was pressed to death in his mind.

With his thumb and forefinger pinching the stick, Wang Yu felt like a confident conductor at this time, bowing to the non-existent audience, and then straightening his waist. Suddenly remembered a certain food anchor with eight in his name, and Xiaozui involuntarily shouted out that shameful word.

"Brothers, it's over, beep!"