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He jumped off the roof by himself, and said to him with a smile: "It's Bao Bao Bao Mom, are you here to visit Xiao Bao?" ”

Xiao Bao's eyes kept looking into the residence, and she nodded, "Yes, it's been seven days, I brought Xiao Bao some delicious food and some clean clothes." ”

"Master Mo Cheng, how is Xiaobao's recent practice? With his current strength, he must be more powerful than the average warrior, right? Xiaobao's father asked with a smile.

When Mo Cheng heard this, his face was calm and did not change in the slightest.

Wu Hao, who was on the roof, frowned slightly, and looked at Xiaobao's father twice.

He originally thought that the villagers of Deadwood Village were the kind of people who were tired of fighting outside, but he didn't expect that Xiaobao's father was actually a warlike person, and he cultivated Xiaobao's cultivation to let Xiaobao go out to be a warrior?

"I gave Xiaobao a holiday today, he should go out to play with his friends, you go to the place where he often plays to find him, it must be there." Mo Cheng glanced slightly in Wu Hao's direction.

He knew that Wu Hao's opinion of Xiaobao's father would definitely not be much better.

Xiaobao's parents nodded with a smile, and then walked towards the big tree at the entrance of the village.

"By the way, Xiaobao will go home at night in the future, and the retreat will be over." Mo Cheng said to Xiaobao's parents who walked away.

"Well, I know, Master Mo Cheng." Xiaobao's parents responded happily.

When the two walked away, Mo Cheng flickered and appeared on the roof.

"You can't kill Xiaobao's father." Mo Cheng said.

"Who am you? Murderous? The corners of Wu Hao's mouth twitched when he heard this, he looked at Mo Cheng, and then quickly understood what Mo Cheng meant.

It seems that Mo Cheng knows the meaning of what Xiaobao's father said just now, but his worry is superfluous, although Wu Hao knows that Xiaobao's father is the kind of person who likes to fight, but after all, Xiaobao's father has not participated in battles.

Even, even if he participated in the battle, because of Xiaobao, Wu Hao would spare his life.

When Mo Cheng heard Wu Hao's words, he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, no one in Deadwood Village can die." ”

Wu Hao nodded secretly when he heard this.

Needless to say, he also knew that the people of Deadwood Village did not provoke the people of their Three Realms, and they were not demons, so naturally they would not kill innocents indiscriminately.

Wu Hao exhaled deeply, closed his eyes and began to cross his knees to resume his cultivation.

The day passed quickly.

In the middle of the night, Wu Hao looked up at the dead woods in the distance, and there were no torches there.

The next morning, Xiaobao came to Mo Cheng's residence on time to learn and practice.

Wu Hao was not good at interfering with Xiaobao's cultivation in front of Mo Cheng, especially after knowing that Xiaobao's father asked Xiaobao to practice as a warrior, Wu Hao had already dismissed his intention to teach Xiaobao the cultivation method.

Perhaps, the weaker Xiaobao's cultivation is, the better it will be for Xiaobao!

If it doesn't meet the levy standards of Demon Realm warriors, that's the best.

Feeling the cultivation on his body, Wu Hao wanted to immediately start absorbing the power from all directions, but he was worried that there were still people like Xiaobao's father in the Deadwood Village, and even if there were some cultivations, he would definitely notice his cultivation fluctuations.

"Mo Cheng, don't go out today." Wu Hao slowly stood up from the roof, smiled lightly and said to Mo Cheng, who was teaching Xiaobao's cultivation method next to him.

"Why?" Mo Cheng was puzzled.

Xiaobao also looked at Wu Hao curiously.

Wu Hao smiled slightly, and the power in his body to reach the Yuan Infant cultivation level fell with a finger in some special places in his body.

Soon, the aura on his body changed suddenly, and even his appearance and harmony also changed, and in the end, he turned out to be exactly the same as Mo Cheng.

"You ......" Mo Cheng looked at Wu Hao, who was exactly the same as himself, and his eyes widened in shock.

Although he is a powerhouse in the Yuan Infant Stage, he has never seen such a supernatural change, and this change is obviously changed from the breath!

Mo Cheng was shocked, not to mention Xiaobao, who was still practicing seriously before.

His eyes widened, he stood up and circled around Wu Hao curiously: "Ah! It turns out that my uncle is also Master Mo Cheng! ”

Mo Cheng couldn't help but twitch when he heard this, it was really childish.

"Xiaobao, hurry up and practice." Wu Hao imitated Mo Cheng's tone and said to Xiaobao.

"Yes, Master Mo Cheng!" Xiaobao nodded hurriedly, then sat cross-legged and began to practice.

Mo Cheng: "......"

He looked at Wu Hao helplessly and said, "You don't want to go out with my appearance, right?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Mo Cheng knew that his words were nonsense, if it weren't for that, how could Wu Hao become his own appearance......

"Be careful, the people in the village know me very well, if you don't know how to deal with it, you don't have to talk." Mo Cheng instructed.

Wu Hao nodded, and jumped down from the house where Mo Cheng lived.

"Master Mo Cheng is good!" A middle-aged woman walked over and greeted Wu Hao with a smile.

Wu Hao hurriedly coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly along the street of Deadwood Village.

The real Mo Cheng stood on the roof and looked at Wu Hao in the distance, and couldn't help but twitch, but he quickly thought about it.

Wu Hao turned into him and went out, definitely not to go out to play with nothing, but to get to know the villagers of Deadwood Village?

Mo Cheng guessed correctly.

Wu Hao turned into Mo Cheng's appearance in order to find out the other villagers of Deadwood Village and see how many people like Xiaobao's father there were.

Moreover, among those people, are there any people who have a slightly higher cultivation level and can detect special fluctuations in energy?

If not, then it would be good, Wu Hao could rest assured that he could go all out to restore his cultivation, if there was, Wu Hao could only find a way to temporarily seal the cultivation of those people.

In short, no matter what, Wu Hao will do his best to recover his strength, and then strive to reach the peak level at the beginning.

Then, through the breath of the little white feather, they found the missing Qiao Ling.

Thinking about the violent guy at the beginning, Wu Hao's heart was raised.

I hope that guy hasn't lost his mind yet, and it's best not to forget the role of keeping them, although Wu Hao doesn't know what to do with them now.

"Hello Master Mo Cheng!"

"Good morning, Master Mo Cheng!"

"Did Master Mo Cheng have breakfast?"

Wu Hao walked all the way through the streets of Deadwood Village, and everyone who saw him would respectfully say hello, which gave Wu Hao a deeper understanding of Mo Cheng's status in the village.

Of course, when feeling the respect of the villagers for Mo Cheng, Wu Hao's divine sense was always emanating, observing some people around him who had fluctuations in cultivation, and then specially turned around and walked around that courtyard, trying to find out their views on the battle between the Demon Realm and the Three Realms as soon as possible.