"Eh, why did you make the Martial God cry!"

"Chase, silly boy!"

"Eh! I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, if I were the god of martial arts, I wouldn't have taken a fancy to this kind of man! What's the use of just being handsome?"

"Scumbag, you will deceive the girl's heart!"

"The Martial God of Liberation has taken a fancy to you, and you have been blessed with cultivation for several lifetimes!"

It can be seen that the popularity of the martial god is good, and the people on the street, regardless of men, women, and children, all of them who saw this scene gathered around, and you taught the ghost hunter a lesson.

"Boy, I'll kill you! You dare to bully my goddess!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I want to! I'm going to ask you out to pick up the kid!"

"Oops! you let me go!"

"Boy, if it weren't for my brother pulling me, I'd have killed you!" even threatened the hunters, but no one made a move when they saw the threats, and most of those who spoke were far away from the hunters on the outskirts of the crowd.

No matter how sluggish the ghost hunter is, he knows that everyone has misunderstood, but he doesn't know how to explain it, and of course he doesn't want to explain it when he holds back the fire in his belly!

"Shut up!" the ghost hunter said violently, his voice was like thunder, and the people around him quickly dispersed, even the people who had threatened to clean up the ghost hunter disappeared.

"This—hehe!" the ghost hunter looked around, angry and funny, he thought that someone would come up for him to vent!

The Emperor of the Wasteland is not only the ruler of the Wasteland, but she is also the belief in the hearts of the people, and the people's love for him is crazy and blind, almost a god.

She was a role model for countless men, and the object of admiration for countless women, even though they knew nothing about the Emperor of the Wasteland. And Shi Wushen is also one of these little fan girls.

When the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven became famous in the land of rats, the Martial God was still a little-known thief. She traveled alone with the two sisters, Starfall and Starlight, who she had picked up from the garbage heap, and traveled all over the wasteland, begging and stealing for a living.

Fortunately, the martial arts talent of Shiwu God is good, although he is still a child, he also has extraordinary skills, which is more than enough for stealing, and the helpless three people have no food and clothing, but they also have no worries about food and clothing.

It wasn't until they passed by the land of the rat that although the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven had already dominated at that time, it was still the most chaotic place, and the three of them lost their hands when they stole a group of bullies.

Although the martial arts of Esha Martial God couldn't be defeated at that time, it was still no problem to escape, but in this case, the two of them would definitely be caught by each other. Shi Wushen did not flee in the end, and tried his best to protect the two little sisters, and insisted that they were not hurt in the slightest before he was seriously injured.

Later, the Emperor of the Wild Heaven appeared in front of them, and at that time the Emperor of the Wild Heaven was much taller than them, and the powerful 'he' drove away the group of bullies, and the Martial God saw that the two younger sisters were safe, and the last breath that supported her in his chest was relaxed, and he immediately fell to the ground.

"It's okay!" came out in the hoarse voice of the Desolate Heaven Emperor under the black robe.

Shi Wushen just wanted to answer, but her eyes closed uncontrollably, she passed out due to excessive fatigue and too serious injuries.

In the confusion, she felt that the black-robed man was carrying her, Shi Wushen felt the warm temperature of 'his' body, and felt that 'his' thin shoulders were slender and strong, all of which made Shi Wushen feel at ease, and then Shi Wushen fell incorrigibly in love with 'him'.

She didn't even mind what the Emperor of the Wasteland looked like, how many 'women' there were, as long as she could look at 'him' from a distance, just by silently accompanying her, she would be satisfied.

The two of them also knew that Emperor Desolate Heaven was their daughter a long time later, and they knew the mind of the Martial God, and they were afraid that she would not be able to accept it for a while after telling her, so they only hoped that the Martial God would one day think of giving up the love in their hearts.

And today, the ghost hunter has inadvertently shattered her dream of more than ten years.

At that moment, a familiar voice was heard from the crowd in the distance.

"Isn't your poison cured? Why are you still so angry!" Shao San's laughter came, and when the ghost hunter heard the sound, he saw that the desolate Tianhou and his party came from afar, rushing to the ghost hunter's side and yelling at him.

"Hahaha! I'm fine with Moon!" The ghost hunter put the unpleasantness behind him for the time being, and spread his hands and spun around in front of Moon. After looking at it month by month, he howled again and again, wagging his tail, he was originally a handsome white wolf, and he was born into a pug.

"Haha! it's okay, don't worry!" the ghost hunter said the barbarian language to the moon. Although the moon is a beast, the ghost hunter has grown up with it, and there is an incomparable tacit understanding between a man and a wolf, and the master and servant are psychic. Scorpions and gluttony also arrived.

"Master, the apprentice is incompetent!" the scorpion knelt down abruptly as he walked in front of the hunter.

"What do you say?" the ghost hunter quickly pulled him up.

"I didn't protect you!" the scorpion muttered with his head down, and the ghost hunter shuddered when he heard this.

"Haha! I'm such a big person and I still need you to protect me!" the ghost hunter said with a smile in his heart, but he was more moved, and just when he didn't know what to say, Huang Tianhou and the others also came over.

"Wow! How did you recover from such a serious injury! You didn't even leave a scar!" Shao San was covered in gauze, and he kept circling around the ghost hunter, and he could see that he didn't have the slightest anger at the ghost hunter.

"That's! yes—"

"Eh, what are you talking about, I know everything, you are poisoned, poisoned to the brain! It's okay!" The ghost hunter was a little angry, but was interrupted by Shao San's grin. It was originally well-intentioned, but the words that came out of Shao San's mouth sounded a little awkward.

Although Shao San was seriously injured this time, his martial arts attainments have improved not a little bit, you must know that he has been stagnant on this road for many years, it is too late to be happy these days, how can he be angry when he dreams are smiling?

After a few brief greetings, they returned to the hotel.

During the banquet, the Marquis of Huangtian mentioned it to the ghost hunter, saying that when he was in the land of dragon ugliness, someone asked the Martial God Field to give the ghost hunter a trick, and it seemed that there was something important.

"Where?" asked the Ghost Hunter.

"On the way to send it, it is estimated that it will only be a few days!"

It is common for admirers to give gifts to martial artists, and the people in the Deserted Sky Arena didn't care too much, but then they forgot about it because of the sudden chaos, and now they found the bag again, and they wanted to open it to see what was inside, but it turned out that the bag contained the power of immortals, so the people in the Wasteland Arena did not dare to slack off, so they passed the Wasteland Hou.

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"Look, the Wild Sky Marquis is here, and that person is the man of the Martial God!" the guy in the shop whispered behind the back of the ghost hunter.

"A stranger who has never appeared in the land of rats, as soon as he comes, he can come out to eat alone with the god of liberation, and after provoking the god of liberation, he coincidentally received the hospitality of the Marquis of the Wild Heaven, if it is just to receive guests, then how can the god of the release of the martial arts come to receive it? It is still so close? If it is said that it is a relative of the god of the gods, then there is no reason to make the god of the gods cry? There is no reason for the Marquis of the barren heavens to come to the banquet in person?"

"Considering the total number of doubts, then there is only one reason that is more reasonable? That is, this person is the man of the Martial God, and they have a quarrel, and the Wild Sky Marquis is here to coordinate!"

"What if it's a relative of the Martial God and a guest of high status?"

"Go, go, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm not assuming!"

", calf, there's no such assumption!"

"Hey, why?"

"Because there's not enough gossip, get out!"

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