In the city under Daze Mountain, Yan Tianhua, who was originally a god and demon, was squatting there.

To be honest, he has no appearance of gods and demons at all now.

Holding a coarse porcelain bowl in one hand, he made a ball of monk's robes and clothes, so as not to fall to the ground and get dirty, and swallowed the soup cakes, and next to him there was a stack of pickle lumps that were finely cut and sprayed with hot oil to stir up the fragrance, so he swallowed the soup cakes while holding a chopstick and stuffing it in his mouth, and ate it boldly.

The sword monk next to him sat next to him, thinking about how to step into the Divine Night Sect's forbidden mine pool.

His identity must not be compared with those royal nobles, he can't let people take him up the mountain with a word, and he is unwilling to bully others, so he went once, but after all, he still failed to step into the thunder pool as he wished.

Yan Tianhua took a bite of what he ate, looked at the deflated sword monk, and felt happy.

Along the way, his cultivation is gradually recovering, and it won't take long to completely recover his cultivation, reach the original realm of gods and demons, and then be able to get rid of this dead bald donkey.

Go to his Buddha, I don't be a Buddha, go to his monk, Lao Tzu is not a monk, I am me.

When the time comes, the mountains are high and the sea is wide, let me swim, it is really beautiful, beautiful.

Thinking about it, the corners of Yan Tianhua's mouth couldn't help but show a smug smile.

Then he lowered his head, sucked twice, ate all the food in the bowl, and there was not even the soup left, and asked the store for a fried oil spinner, intending to clean up the last pickle gnocchi, can't it be wasted? Just thinking about it, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and raised his head suddenly.

Thunder and fire exploded and fell in the sky.

The vitality overflowed, although not extremely strong, but it was enough to erase this street.

Almost instinctively, the monk took a step forward and rose directly into the air, resisting this thunder with his physical body.

By the way, he hid the oil spinners that he had eaten a little half in his arms, and he didn't smash the thunder and lightning into charcoal.

The monk who smashed the thunder fire squarely, like a big stone, was stunned and smashed on the ground, and the monks were full of smoke, and under the stunned eyes of the people, they crawled out scolding, first looked at the oil cake and saw that it was okay, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the sky and was about to scold.

Traveling south and north, seeing Jiuzhou, he has learned a lot of swearing.

It's just because the sword monk is tightly in control that he can't speak.

I don't care about that much now.

Don't fuck me think that monks don't swear.

But before he could speak, the monk's pupils contracted slightly, but he saw that the heavens and the earth were vast and bright, and he didn't know how many thunderbolts fell, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned back sharply and roared:

"Hurry back!!"

The voice is majestic and domineering, and he unconsciously brings the method of Buddhism to imprint the heart of the lion's roar.

The people who had already been stunned came back to their senses and ran back violently, but how could they compare with the thunder and fire that fell?

The monk saw that these people were walking too slowly, and scolded, biting the oil spinners in his mouth, and ran forward like a violent wind, his arms were spread, and here he caught a troubled boy, and there were two little girls who were afraid and didn't know how to deal with themselves, and after a while, they hugged their bodies, and their feet swept like the wind.

The meditative sword monk heard the noisy sound, raised his head slightly, and saw the sudden violent, spreading thunder pool formation, covering the entire heaven and earth, although Ji Xin forcibly acted on behalf of the king, he only stopped the thunder pool from continuing to erupt, but at the beginning, the most violent thunder flames had already fallen.

One by one, the cultivators were shocked, and then some couldn't help but want to go into the mountain to take a look, it was obviously a problem with the Lei Chi, and there was a big opportunity.

It has always been said that interests move people's hearts, and robbing while the fire is burning is smoother.

The so-called horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, and people have no windfall and no wealth.

A large group of cultivators walked towards the thunder pool, naturally blocking the path pushed by the other people.

Some were directly pushed away by Yan Tianhua with his shoulders, saving them from getting in the way.

At this moment, the thunder marks that fell were partially blocked, and there were also many exposed, carrying rolling thunder and scorching high temperatures, this city was the closest, the first to bear the brunt, the sword monk Asura looked at the original destination of this trip, looked at the exploded thunder pool, sighed, and did not take the opportunity to step into the thunder pool.

After getting up, he sat cross-legged on the ground again.

The Buddha sword behind his back was never unsheathed, his hands were folded, his head was bowed, and he said Amitabha.

His body radiated a golden light.

Then, an angry image emitting a pale golden streamer appeared in the air.

The sword monk sat cross-legged under the city.

And the hundred-zhang tall golden body method blocked in front of the shattered immortal formation.

Dao Dao thunder and fire smashed down the golden body.

Thundering, like morning bells and dusk drums.

The sword monk gradually faced like gold paper, did not retreat, folded his hands, recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, the void was angry with fangs, and the Ming King with hideous eyes was also sitting in the void, but all monks, the strength is like forging a sword with steel, with the strength of Asura, it is a formation maintained by hundreds of immortals for thousands of years for dozens of generations, and the thunder and fire that fall can also be split with a sword.

But if you carry it alive, it's completely different from breaking.

Killing the thunder qi with the Buddha's sword, the thunder fire turned into two and fell down, but it did not hurt itself, and the power contained in it may not dissipate much, but at this moment, the monk is using his own cultivation to carry all the power of the thunder formation, and all the immortals of the Shenxiao Sect from the beginning to the present, and the peak of the Shenxiao Sect are enemies.

Even with the strength of the sword monk, the gold that he had only cultivated collapsed into the Dao cracks, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Yan Tianhua gritted his teeth, he could have taken the opportunity to leave, and took a few steps, but his feet were like a thousand pounds.

The teachings of the sword monks of the past appeared in his ears.

He struggled for a long time, and finally roared as if he had given up on himself, startling the little girl who stopped crying next to him, and cried again, the monk scratched his head with both hands angrily, but he still had to comfort the child, and finally made a grimace to make the child burst into tears and laugh, but the monk couldn't say the bitterness in his heart, so he simply threw the oil spindle into his mouth and bit it and swallowed it, and then swallowed the remaining half of the pickle lump, and his mind was happy.

Strode behind the sword monk, the Dharma was solemn, sat down with his hands folded, and said a word to Amitabha.

The hair that only grew on the top of the head was cut off inch by inch for some reason.

Complex and broken cause and effect, extraordinary dust.

Yan Tianhua held the seal of compassion and recited the Diamond Sutra.

Some of the people seemed to be enlightened, some were afraid, and some were also dead horses as live horse doctors, and they also learned from these two great monks, sitting behind them, clasping their hands together, chanting, incomprehensible to their meanings, and even often mispronounced, but they at least knew that it was this great monk who was resisting this natural disaster-like threat, so they were all sincere.

There are men, women and children, vernacular slang, or vicissitudes, or hoarse, or immature, or crisp.

These are sentient beings.

So the city was full of King Kong and said the law.

All beings are Buddhas.

The shattered Shura Dharma Phase showed signs of reuniting, and the original hideous expression gradually became majestic and solemn, and the sword monk also slowly spoke, holding the Vajra Seal, which was the same as the Sky Dharma Phase.

There are two Buddhas, I am not a Buddha, and all beings are Buddhas.

Thunder Fire Forged Vajra.

The thunder pond that was about to fall into the world was stopped alive.

..................

Zhao Li relied on the ability of white space positioning to appear near Ji Xin, and saw that the young man borrowed his qi to run the royal order, stopping the source of the collapse of the thunder pool, and saw a Ming King Faxiang resisting the thunder fire from a distance, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and inexplicably had a complicated feeling of emotion.

Originally, I had to run everything by myself.

Now I rushed to the scene, and found that the matter had been roughly dealt with.

The source of the thunder explosion has been suppressed, the god of mountains and rivers borrowed that royal decree luck, the thunder pool stabilized, and the overflowing thunder fire, also by the Ming king's golden body to resist, the earth only borrowed the humane luck to contain the disaster, a city of people chanting Vajra, monks and walkers to carry the disaster, but there is quite a bit of the taste of the mythical era he knows.

Zhao Li couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

But it's a good thing.

Zhao Li didn't show up, before leaving, he glanced at the monk who was full of courage to measure Ji Xin's life, for some reason, he always felt that the other party seemed to have some connection with his life, it seemed that he had seen it, and he didn't care too much, turned around and went straight to the depths of the thunder pool.

This is the body of the primordial god, and it is far more agile and easy to move and transfer than the physical body.

The original formation has collapsed, and a third of the thunder fire in the thunder pool has overflowed, but the remaining part is still enough to be called a majestic atmosphere, the phoenix next to it looks cold, stretches out his hand slightly, and the thunder pool that spreads for hundreds of miles is separated from the middle, and the thunder on both sides is more and more tyrannical, and a flat avenue appears in the middle.

The white-haired Taoist should step into it first.

Phoenix followed.

Along the way, it can be seen that the vast formation that the Shenxiao Sect had worked hard to have collapsed together, and it was violently cracked everywhere, obviously the person who came was breaking through the formation all the way with extremely strong strength, Zhao Li frowned slightly, and with the help of the means of eight or nine Xuangong to cover the aura, they had hidden the qi that they had overflowed.

In order to prevent the breath from being detected, he said a sin, and walked side by side with the phoenix.

After entering the phoenix for some distance, the two of them stopped, hid behind a thunder stone transformed by natural thunder, and only listened quietly inside the thunder pool that exploded the thunder from time to time.

........................

At the very core of that thunder pool, unimaginable dense thunder continued to explode.

The power of heaven and earth turned into a pair of chains, binding a man in the air, and the vitality that was majestic enough to make the immortals fearful trembled violently on the chains every moment, but I don't know who it was to be able to have such qualifications, passively trapping it with a whole three-hundred-mile thunder pool, as well as the chains forged by the power of heaven and earth.

Forcibly broke the formation and cut the thunder all the way, and finally even split the thunder pool with a sword, and the thunder in the thunder pool was just an elegant and handsome man, carrying an ordinary wooden sword in his hand, with an elegant temperament, Shi Shiran came here, originally thought that this place was the thunder god who was trapped by design, but looking at the familiar face locked in the void, even with a man's heart, he couldn't help but burst into foul language:

"Juki?Why are you here?!"

"Where did Thor go?!"

The man who was trapped by the power of heaven and earth couldn't speak, the corners of the comer's mouth twitched slightly, the wooden sword was slightly raised, outlining the general trend of heaven and earth, and then Zheng Zheng fell, even if he mastered the means of opening the thunder pool blockade, it was a long time to waste his kung fu before he reluctantly smashed the chain and freed the man.

The man known as Jumu fell to the ground, half-kneeling and gasping, and took the pill before barely regaining his breath.

Even if he scolded.

It was the god of thunder who was scolded, and the young man who came here with a sword listened for a while before he could hear it clearly, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and said: "You mean, you were designed by the half-crippled god of thunder?

"Are you a pig?!"

Jumu couldn't help but grit his teeth and scolded: "Who knew that Thunder God guy was so cunning and cunning?! Pretending to be tired, but there was still a residual strength, and in the end, he even borrowed a mere mortal to break the situation and get out of trouble, not to mention me, are you sure you can block Thor's tricks?"

The young man Shang Feihong couldn't answer, they are both congenital juxtaposed, they can go through this long time and be immortal, and even can ensure that the true spirit is not bad Until now, they obviously have their own means, Jumu was the deputy of the wood god, and the weather is endless, and a thought can rise and fall and the giant wood soars to the sky.

Once in the primeval years, he supported three innate gods of the same level, and he fought an invincible and undefeated battle, and he was not divided for ten years, but this kind of strong physical vitality that belonged to the first among the innate gods made him suffer thousands of years of sins instead of Thor.

And Shang Feihong is the first long rainbow in heaven and earth to rise through the sun, holding a sword and a fast sword, ranking first in the world, even the wind god is slightly inferior to him, but even so, they can't be compared with the stars in the sky.

And Thor's frontal attack is basically in the same category as those few, who is higher and who is lower, they don't know, but after all, they are stepping on that unattainable personhood, even if they only step on half a foot, it is no longer comparable to their means, and the Thor who can make a move, that is also Thor after all.

Even if it weren't for the fact that Thor wanted to trap Jumu here to confuse the public, Jumu might not still be alive.

It's just that he rushed over with interest, and seeing such a scene, Shang Feihong was still angry after all.

And he quickly realized another key problem, his face changed slightly, and said, "Thousands of years? You mean, thousands of years have passed since Thor left Daze, and he is still active outside?"

Jumu nodded with a gloomy face.

After all, he is an innate belonging, such a powerful seal, to break free, every breath is drawing strength from heaven and earth, restoring the foundation, thinking of the means of the thunder god, even if it has not returned to its heyday over the years, there are also seventy or eighty percent of the means, as long as I think of such an opponent in the dark, I feel that my eyes are black.

Jumu sighed and said:

"I'll report this when I go back, what should I do now?"

Shang Feihong's face was cloudy, and finally said: "I can't leave in vain like this, just now I came here to detonate part of the thunder pool to lure away those people from the outside world, the main reason is that I don't want to be contaminated with too much karmic karma and effect, so as not to be targeted by trouble, at this moment, these three hundred miles of thunder pools are all the power left by the thunder god after he got out." ”

"I just just attracted it all. ”

"Let this thunder pool pour out in reverse, with the power of the thunder god, it is enough to run most of the Donglan Jingzhou, at that time, the human race has countless casualties, and the cause and effect of the great slaughter, the cause and effect of pouring the sky will fall on the thunder god, he prides himself on being upright, but it depends on him to carry such a causal qi, can he still hide it. ”

Juki nodded, not careless.

Thinking of one more thing, he frowned and said, "By the way, why did you suddenly think of taking Thor away? This seems to be two thousand years away from the time I said at the beginning." ”

Shang Feihong glanced at him and said, "Aren't you still planning to be locked up here for two thousand years?"

Immediately, without waiting for Jumu to answer, he sighed: "There is some trouble, a heavenly court suddenly appeared in Jiuzhou in the outside world, I don't know whose handiwork, it seems that the Heavenly Eclipse Monarch and the Star Lord have joined it, and it is also said that the revival of the Lord of Death and Life is also somewhat related to this force." ”

Jumu grinned and muttered, "Heavenly Eclipse Monarch, Star Lord, the cycle of death and life?"

"If you really want to fight them, you might as well lock me back. ”

Shang Feihong smiled, Jumu didn't really retract the idea of being a shrinking turtle, moved his wrist, and asked casually: "Then what kind of heaven is this, does it have some roots?"

The young man shook his head and replied, "I don't know, but I know one of the members." ”

"Who?"

"A white-haired traveling merchant named Xu Fu. ”

The two innate gods talked casually, went forward, and each mobilized their qi, intending to directly break the thunder pool, so that the three hundred miles of thunder pool poured into the mountains and rivers of Jingzhou, as for the beings here, they did not put it in their eyes, they were born gods, and not all of them had a good impression of the beings of heaven and earth.

They walked past a huge thunder stone when they suddenly saw a wisp of white, casually leaning against the stone wall.

Jumu's pupils contracted suddenly, and he raised his hand to grab the ancient wood as a spear. Shang Feihong held the sword in his hand, the sword body was a long rainbow, the two gods looked at it subconsciously, slightly stunned, it was a white-haired young man wearing a blue-gray robe, looking sickly and weak, his breath was weak, and he coughed from time to time.

It was Zhao Li.

The white-haired Taoist looked at the two innate gods whose personalities were unknown, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, and he arched his hand and said softly:

"Heavenly Court Traveling Merchant Xu Fu, the two of you have been waiting here for a long time. ”

Wait for two of you for a long time!

Xu Fu?

Pitfall?!

Jumu Shang Feihong's expression changed suddenly, and at this moment, the white-haired Taoist raised his eyes slightly with a smile, and a fire light reflected in his eyes, Shang Feihong noticed that something was wrong, and instantly dodged to the side, and Jumu's speed was not enough after all, and he was locked for a long time, and his reaction was a little late.

A red spear pierced through the heart of the sentence.

The majestic vitality exploded in an instant, like a filament.

Jumu's face was distorted and red, and he shouted angrily: "Yuanhuang !!"

He stretched out his palm, held the spear, and broke it directly, and the woman behind him who was told by Zhao Li to take the opportunity to make a move still looked cold, and floated back, dressed in white, but covered with a layer of red armor outside, red armor, white clothes and black hair, lightly avoided the vast machine that suddenly exploded in Jumu, and then there was a stinging pain in his heart, Shang Feihong had come with a sword.

Just like the rainbow when the sky and the earth cut the dawn.

Just a thought, it is already about to fall on the body.

The woman with a cold expression didn't make any extra movements, raised her hand, and a hand as white as jade directly held the Feihong Sword, Feihong's speed is indeed fast, but only speed is not enough, at least, it is not enough for her.

Push your fingers a little harder.

The long sword, sword qi, sword intent, and sword momentum that had also been prominent for a while were directly crushed.

The phoenix flicked its sleeves, and the fragments of the long sword were like falling feathers, and the falling feathers fell into the rain.

In an instant, a sword turned into a hundred thousand, like a rainstorm to kill Shang Feihong, the young man was slightly embarrassed for a while, the green shirt did not know how to cut a few traces, and he was secretly distressed in his heart, in the past, he only heard the name of Yuanhuang Yuanhuang, but today he really saw it, and he was considered to be the same as the Dragon Ancestor who could compete for the thunder and fire storm with his souls.

The Dragon Emperor fought the God of Fire, while the Yuan Emperor chased the west wind.

After all, his foundation is still weaker.

The mind is born and dies with a single thought.

Shang Feihong drew the light and turned the sword, the sword qi was shocked, the woman bent her fingers and knocked lightly, each button was a huge and majestic meteorological collapse, the first flying rainbow in heaven and earth, after all, she was defeated and retreated, and Jumu roared and pulled out the giant pillar used to suppress the thunder god, and swept away like a mountain.

The woman floated backwards, her hands behind her back, and her right foot lightly rested on the giant pillar.

The giant pillar that had turned into a bright light reappeared in its body, and Jumu carried the huge jade pillar with both arms, his face was hideous, but he couldn't bear it at all, and let the jade pillar fall to the ground again, his face was ugly, supporting his body, but he was still pressed to the ground.

Lei Chi slammed into one foot and three inches!

The sword aura was like a waterfall, sweeping directly towards the woman, but it changed directly in the middle.

Yicheng swept towards Yuanhuang.

The remaining ninety percent are fighting against the white-haired wanderer.

Ninety percent of the sword air is flowing and galloping, and there is a vast atmosphere that shines on the world since the dawn flying rainbow evolution, and the upper limit of the gods born from the concept is crushed to death, but this does not prevent them from breaking through in a certain move and reaching an unprecedented realm.

It is this sword that is as vast as the Lord of the Great Sun.

He had seen it before, and although the Yuan Huang was strong, it had always protected this position.

This is a weakness!

And this wandering merchant obviously had a collapsed foundation, his strength plummeted, and he just happened to plunder it, but at this moment, he found that the woman over there still had a flat expression, not in a hurry, and his heart couldn't help but burst, the sword qi evolved into the first day, but it was difficult to take it back, so he had to tear it at the young man with all his strength.

The young man seemed to be still looking at this thunder pool, coughing from time to time.

The sword qi fell.

A layer of faint light sprinkled down, blocking the sword qi in front of it, so the spirit of the first day of the day shining on the world was like spring snow melting, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, there was no sword qi unwilling to roar, and there was no entanglement of the vast machine, this sword was like entering a heaven and earth, and it disappeared immediately.

Shang Feihong's pupils contracted suddenly, and he saw the white-haired young man raise his eyes slightly, and there was a dark golden mark on his eyebrows.

And gradually brightened.

The corners of his mouth seem to be smiling.

Three inches above his head, a small dark yellow tower slowly rotated.

His sword at its peak was like a mud ox into the sea.

Have no bottom!

Feihong breaks the sea, may break the world of Kyushu?!

Shang Feihong's hands and feet were cold, and he retreated suddenly, Zhao Li actually couldn't say what he was suffering, his foundation was damaged, even if the Xuanhuang Pagoda supported a few bodies, it would be difficult to make a move, and the five-colored divine light might not be able to hold this, seeing that these two people were leaving, his heart moved slightly, outlining the Thunder God Stone Tablet in the white space.

The right hand is raised slightly.

A finger is like knocking on a door.

The white-haired Taoist bent his fingers and knocked on the door, like knocking on the door.

The thunder pool, which had just quieted down, burst out in an instant.

Outside, Yun Zhenxiao was stunned and looked at the thunder of the three hundred miles of thunder pool, the heaven and the earth were full of thunder and whiteness, and then the thunder dispersed, he looked at the three hundred miles of thunder pool that turned directly into a ravine, and there was no thunder light, almost stunned on the spot, and ran to the front, his face was even more pale.

The thunder pool is empty.

Zhao Li raised his hand, and the three hundred miles of thunder slurry turned into a ball in the palm of his hand, the color was like bruises, and it was unspeakably expensive.

He raised his head, grinned, and gently slapped the hand at the frightened Feihong.

Shang Feihong was furious: "Who are you?!"

"I'm your grandfather. ”

The whole Jiuzhou seemed to hear the roar that seemed to be the roar of heaven and earth, and the understatement of your grandfather, the next moment, the violent thunder rose from the ground to the sky in an instant, as if rushing into the sky, among the stars, and refused to disperse.

It's like a wound from the sky.

And in the thunder pool, Zhao Li looked at the front with some regret.

Feihong's speed is indeed fast, and he failed to leave these two innate gods behind after all.

But also, even if he borrowed three hundred miles of thunder pool, and wanted to keep the gods, it would be too arrogant, but at least one arm was left, and it was not a loss, Zhao Li looked at the scorched arm on the ground, and the sword, comforted himself in his heart, reluctantly put it away, and then saw the phoenix coming.

Zhao Li twitched out of the corner of his eye.

Maybe it was that trick that used the power of Thor, and the voice spread to Kyushu, but why is that sentence? It can't be compared to Qi Tian at all, bastard.

I would have known that I would have changed the unfathomable sentence......

It's a shame.

The force in front of the phoenix is gone.

The red armor on Yuan Huang's body turned into a faint streamer and overflowed, leaving a plain white robe, the woman looked at Zhao Li, and said flatly: "Can you still go?" Zhao Li opened his mouth, shook his head with a wry smile, the Xuanhuang Pagoda talisman is a magic weapon instinct, but with the help of the Thunder God Stele, turning three hundred miles of thunder pool into one palm, but it makes him a little out of oil at the moment, and it can only be said that Thunder God is worthy of being the first to attack, and the consumption is also terrifying.

The phoenix bowed slightly, stretched out his hand, and paused.

Stepping on the void, he flew up a little, stretched out his hand again, and gently grabbed Zhao Li's collar with his five fingers, and lifted him up gently.

Zhao Li: "............"

Turned his head stiffly.

"That, Huang Daoyou, can you change your position?"

"No, you can't. ”

“...... Huang Daoyou, have I offended you recently?"

This time it was a different answer: "You're just taking too many risks." ”

Phoenix's right hand brushed his sideburns, and he said in a cold voice:

"If something happens to you, I can't explain to the Eastern Emperor of the Eclipse. ”

Zhao Li smiled bitterly and said, "So, it's a punishment?"

The same can be understood. ”

“...... Huang Daoyou, you just flew a certain height, is it because you can't reach out and grab me?"

No, I don't.

“............”

"Fellow Daoist Huang, can I protest against this punishment?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Oh......"

Fang just said to the sentient beings of Jiuzhou Heaven and Earth, mightily and domineeringly, I am your grandfather's white-haired Dao There is nothing to love in life, and he was gently lifted by the back collar of the phoenix, and walked in the light, comforting himself in his heart, at least he didn't show others this appearance, but his mind fell, and he returned to Jiuli Forest, and he could hear the voice from afar:

"Ash, stop, stop, hey, how is there a room here? Come back, don't disturb others. ”

Zhao Li's face froze.

A gray shadow rushed straight in.

A girl behind her chased closely before she came in, saw two figures, and wanted to apologize first, but found that the white-haired young man was very familiar and slightly stunned.

The corners of Zhao Li's mouth twitched: "...... Eh?"

The girl's gaze fell on Zhao Li, and then on the phoenix, hesitated, and said:

"Senior Xu Fu, and this ......"

The phoenix brown pupil looked at the girl in front of him, put Zhao Li down at will, and said in a cold voice:

"My name is Huang. ”

His voice paused slightly, and he said, "Take care of Xu Fu during this time." ”

You came back to his senses, and he also introduced himself, and then apologized with a slightly red face: "I'm sorry, Xu Fu, senior, it's Xiao Gray who always doesn't want to eat the food I prepared for it today, so he ran out, and somehow, I can't catch up with it if I run so fast......"

Zhao Li slowly looked down at the greedy wolf who stiffened because he heard the name Xu Fu.

The greedy wolf first thought that kind of vegan food who wants to eat, and then suddenly found that the person in front of him was actually the inhumane white-haired man, and when he heard the word Xu Fu, he was even more stunned.

It thought of what the Eastern Emperor had said.

Xu Fu is the prince......

The greedy wolf stiffened and raised his head little by little, saw the white-haired young man over there grinning, looked at it, and saw that the man smiled little by little, lengthened his tone, and said slowly:

"Big ...... Ash ......"

You is still stubbornly saying that it is not a big gray, but a small gray.

The greedy wolf is completely confused.

Xu Fu is the prince.

Xu Fu knew, that is, Taigong knew.

Taigong knows, that is......

The greedy wolf's face is like ashes, and there is nothing to love.

PS: Today's second update...... Seven thousand four hundred words~

............ Could it be that once the update is early, it will mean that the number of words will soar?