Yang Borage City, the ancestral land of ten thousand families.

It was evening, and the last remnant sun in the sky was obliquely reflected on the surface of Wanjianei Lake.

The prince was dressed in white brocade, and walked into the nearby courtyard with a light breeze, and his warm smiling face suddenly became a little hideous.

"Youbao, I'll tell you good news, that stinky boy from the butter dog is likely to go to the Southern Wilderness, my people have rushed over, and now it's up to you!"

Under the infinite supply of various heavenly and earthly treasures, Wanyoubao has reached the level of the five-star level of the Sanyang Realm, but it has also encountered a bottleneck and cannot break through for the time being. At this moment, he is practicing the Xuan-level Martial Pole that Duan Gaoyang brought him-the Easy Butterfly Blade.

At this moment, he was engrossed in condensing these two azure blue butterfly wind blades, and was disturbed by the prince coldly, and the air blades in his hands were taken off, and the air was littered, making the scene of chickens and dogs jumping.

The prince looked at the scratched hut around him in surprise, his eyelids couldn't help jumping and jumping, and he said secretly:

"This thing seems to be too stupid, expecting him to kill the butter dog, I'm afraid it's not good......"

He turned his gaze to Wan Youde, who also practiced this martial art, and immediately cast an appreciative gaze. Although Wan Youde's Easy Butterfly Blade is not proficient, it already has a clear eye and has a certain power.

"It seems that this father is much better than this idiot son, so it's better for you to be cannon fodder!" the prince nodded with satisfaction, a playful smile on his face.

"He is only a second-order magician cultivator, and he is not looking for death when he goes to the Southern Wilderness, will your news be wrong?" Wan Youde understood everything from the eyes of the prince, and knew that if he didn't go, it would be his son who would be unlucky, so he had to take the initiative to talk.

This Wanyoubao is different from Wanshousheng, it was born to a baby concubine, and he usually loves him, and he will not give up easily until he has to.

"It shouldn't be wrong!" the prince put his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "According to a reliable source, near Qiling Mountain, three people and one pig, after killing several people in Chongshenglin, continued to flee south, and in the battle, a man named Liang Laoguo also died, and the cause of death is not yet clear. ”

After verification, this person was a guest elder of Huang Tanju. The prince added.

"Three people and one pig?" is indeed a bit special, but what does it have to do with the butter dog?" Wan Youde asked puzzled.

"Interestingly, one of the three is Chai Mu, I also found them through this clue, and the painter has drawn their portraits according to the informant's description, confirming that the other two are butter dogs and the little girl who is always glued to him!"

"This little garbage is very insidious and cunning, even if you find out his whereabouts, you have to think about it in the long run! Dare to ask, how did you find him?" Wan Youde asked with some surprise.

"I'm afraid that the master of the Wan family was bitten by a snake once, and he was afraid of the well rope for ten years! This kid's whereabouts are no longer a secret in the Southern Wilderness, all the major sects are looking for him, he kills people and grabs treasures, but unfortunately, he doesn't do a good job, if you don't go quickly, you may not be able to catch up with the hot Niu Immortal Master!" Duan Gaoyang said with a smile.

He told Wan Youde about Tongmu's various encounters in the Southern Wilderness, and the latter heard a burst of surprise and thought about it to himself.

"Great!" Without waiting for Wan Youde to speak, Wan Youbao's eyes on the side shot out a malicious light, and he said loudly: "I'm afraid that those people sent by the prince are not enough to deal with him, and when I go with my father, I will definitely take the butter dog and never return!"

"It shouldn't be so troublesome! My people have already followed, a group of seven people, all of them have a third-order cultivation or above, and Guan Shanyue, who is the leader, is a fourth-order powerhouse, now only a master like Brother Wan needs to suppress the formation, and it will be easy to deal with that little ghost, I don't know what Brother Wan wants!"

The little prince found Wan Youde's cold gaze, and immediately understood, and dispelled the plan to send the father and son to death together.

Anyway, with more virtues and more guarantees, this waste son is useless, it's better to sell the other party a favor and let this kid go!

"Hehe, Lord Prince Xie is loved, Wan Mou will never give up, you may not remember, my Wanjia Chamber of Commerce has a lot of connections in the Southern Wilderness! The more that little garbage flees south, the more we will have people, as for my son who is not angry, don't be smiling and generous!"

Wan Youde saw that the other party had no difficulty for his son, so he reluctantly agreed, and did not hesitate to expose his strength in the Southern Wilderness.

Duan Gaoyang nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "On the hundreds of thousands of miles of land in southern Xinjiang, where the sun rises, there are thousands of lights, your old power is strong, how can a little garbage be able to fight it!"

In fact, today's dialogue is exactly what the prince wants to achieve, and the reason why he takes in Wan Youde is to a large extent to show favor to the forces behind him, as a condition for this force to support his ascension to the throne.

"In that case, the old decay will leave immediately!" Wan Youde arched his hand towards Duan Gaoyang, ready to set off.

But seeing that the other party stretched out his hand to stop him, and was about to have a seizure, Duan Gaoyang took out a small box with a beautiful style from his cuff and handed it to him,

"Bring this, maybe you can use it!"

"What ......is this?" Wan Youde opened the box, his eyes full of doubt, obviously not understanding what the contents meant.

In the delicate wooden box, there was a dead insect, he gently touched something like a beetle, and looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in great surprise.

"This is Xiang Niang Ghost Gu!" When the prince said these words, his eyes were full of fierceness!

"Xiang Niang Ghost Gu!" the father and son shouted in unison!

The so-called ghost Gu is a kind of cultivation sect formed after the magic refining method of the Meishan Demon God spread to southern Xinjiang, they are similar to ghost cultivation, but they are not exactly the same. It mainly includes witchcraft and Gu magic, and is good at using poison.

And Xiang Niang Ghost Gu, it is this Gu Dao leader, extremely demonic, once the mother Gu enters the body, the Gu worm will be passed on in the family from generation to generation, even if the father has successfully removed the Gu, this Gu worm is likely to be passed on from generation to generation.

The person who is in the Gu will soon be weak and sickly, and the soul is very easy to leave the body, and only hundreds of masters at the level of the Ghost King can completely get rid of the Gu by casting the Great Array of Soul Shifting and Bone Transformation.

Father and son looked at the shriveled beetle in the box, relatively speechless.

"You read that right, this is the mother worm of the Xiangniang Ghost Gu, this thing lives when it encounters blood, you should be careful when you use it! The prince instructed again.

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Tong Mu and his party of three people, at the moment running on the mountain path, three days ago, Tong Mu completed a breakthrough, but did not care about resting, so he quickly escaped from the Qiling Mountains, when he walked quietly, but after a day of travel, he found that the major tribes were full of bounty orders for three people and one pig. What is very unpleasant is that Cuihua's bounty amount is actually ranked second, and the reason is ...... This pig is very treacherous and likes to bite people's necks.

"Cuihua is good, don't hum, I'll give you the pill to eat later!" Tong Mu smiled and patted Cuihua's big pig's head, and dug out some spiritual energy essence from the star-picking space to feed Cuihua.

It's just that it seems that this black pig doesn't like to eat spiritual liquid, but is quite interested in things related to vitality, so the grain in Tong Mu's hand has become the thing it cares about the most.

No matter which hand Tong Mu changes to, or puts it back in the star-picking space, Cuihua will use the small eyes of the soybean to stare innocently there.

In desperation, he had no choice but to stuff the grain into Cuihua's pig's paw and tell it not to eat it before he stopped.

Cuihua seemed to be happy, so the black pig's super sense of smell began to work, predicting many risks in advance, and helping the three of them escape the pursuit many times. With the combat effectiveness of the black pig, although several people have been chased by heroes from all walks of life these days, they are not embarrassed!

However, this is also flawed, after all, the combination of three people and one pig is too abnormal wherever they go, and people don't need to look at the appearance of the three people, and when they see the proud beast twisting their butts back and forth, it is naturally equivalent to discovering their location.

In early spring, the weather outside the territory is very hot, and there is no half of the coolness of spring.

The sun was very dazzling, the land was dry everywhere, and the green hills in the distance were continuous, forming rows of cyan tents. The sky was cloudless, and under the clear blue, three people and a pig ran in the forest.

"Damn! These people have been following us all the time, and they can't get rid of it no matter what!" Wu Yu said hatefully as he felt the fluctuations in his breath behind him.

"The jungle ahead is very dense, and we are ambushing there!" Chai Lao said pantingly, obviously exhausted.

"Okay!" Tong Mu didn't have any opinions, they had already killed more than a dozen waves of dead teams along the way, but the one behind seemed to be unusually difficult, but Tong Mu had just broken through the second order of the immortal body, and he was a little inflated, ready to play something powerful with them.

"Hmph~!Hmph!" Cuihua seemed to be a little tired of running, sat on the ground and hummed, was pushed by Tong Mu's hind legs, and was pulled into a low-lying place in the forest to ambush.

Soon after, the rumbling of horses' hooves could be heard from one end of the road, and from far and near, seven horses could be seen galloping towards them.

The red jujube-colored horses are extraordinary, rolling up countless smoke and dust along the way, and the rider in front of them is riding a horse and whipping, which is majestic.

"Divine Army?" said Tong Mu in some surprise.

"How do you know they're the Divine Army?" Wu Qiu asked curiously.

"This sweat and blood flying horse is originally the mount of the high-ranking generals of the Southern Xinjiang army, how can ordinary cultivators have it, besides, these seven horses are handsome, how can ordinary Shence soldiers match!" Tong Mu said what he thought in his heart.

"You mean?" said the black tree as she seemed to understand something, and exclaimed softly.

"Although these people are not wearing military uniforms, they are all genuine gods and guardians!" said Kirimaki affirmed.

"Prince Duan Gaoyang!" Wu Qiu said with a solemn expression.

"You're not right, they're all Divine Guards, the core of the royal guard!" Chai Lao Youyou said, with a look of shame in his eyes.

Seeing the two of them looking at him curiously, he said a little embarrassedly: "The one at the front is an old friend, Yue Ziyun!"

"Painting the ground as a prison Yue Ziyun, thousands of troops and horses avoid white clothes, speaking of this person?" Tong Mu looked at the majestic person in the distance in surprise, and his heart was uncertain.

"It's this person!" Chai Lao replied in the affirmative.

"This person looks weak, it is difficult to shoot a few catties of bows and arrows, that crooked appearance, it seems that he is not good at riding and archery, why can he achieve the reputation of avoiding white clothes?" asked Tong Mu puzzled.

"This is the immortal master who doesn't know, Yue Ziyun is indeed not good at riding and shooting, but he is full of strategy, leading troops well, and sweating horses and silver guns, making him superb, he is a Confucian commander with a deep military heart, maybe he is not your opponent in single combat, but he is ten thousand enemies!"

"There are such strange people, when they enter the ambush circle, this person is kept for me, and I will personally meet the ten thousand enemies who use the guns!"