was disliked by the three little ones for a while, and after a while, Tang Zijun came up with a cute name with a lot of loss in the soil - A Meng.

The name was reluctantly accepted by the three-headed dog, and the three-headed dog said that I could barely accept the name, lowered his head and ate the crocodile meat, and after a while, he filled his stomach and sat down on the side. He was still clumsily shouting his name, and Ah Meng screamed.

It seems that I gradually like my name.

"I would venture to ask, what is the reason for your name?" Jin Yang felt that the name Tang Zijun was definitely not chosen by brain.

It can be seen from the fact that he gave the little fire dragon a broken name of fire.

"Don't you think this kid is stupid?" Tang Zijun came to Jin Yang's side and whispered.

Jin Yang looked like a real person, looking at the three-headed dog who was taken such a perfunctory name and was happy like a second fool with a sympathetic face.

Sure enough, the dog's brain is unconditional loyalty to its owner, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Master, do you want to go find that girl named Yu Yao, you were taken away by the people of the underworld. She should be in a hurry, right? Jin Yang suddenly thought of something, and reminded Tang Zijun.

Tang Zijun had an epiphany, and then he slapped his thigh and stood up.

"How did I forget her?" As he spoke, he was about to leave, but suddenly he thought of something again, and sat back stiffly, "No, no, a huge rainforest, how do I know where she went?" Forget it, anyway, the next time is to collect medicine and alchemy to kill ghost beasts, so that I can quickly improve my cultivation. And that woman is going to find a poisonous beast, my ten thousand poison pills have not been refined yet, and it is too dangerous to be with her. Never mind. Tang Zijun explained a lot, Jin Yang continued to say, I don t know what you are thinking Looking at Tang Zijun with an expression.

"Why do you think of me like that?" was not happy to be seen by Jin Yang, Tang Zijun opened his mouth and asked.

"Why do you bother talking so much, in the final analysis, you are afraid of guilt, worried that the Emperor of the Underworld will know." Jin Yang hit the nail on the head.

Tang Zijun was speechless and glanced at Jin Yang, "It's not fear, it's respect." ”

"She refused to marry the Satan King for me, so I should also clean myself for her." He has a different attitude from other men, and may be good for other men, powerful and beautiful are the best, but for him, he wants to have enough ability to protect the people he loves.

This is Tang Zijun's values for feelings.

Jin Yang was silent, still happy for the Emperor of the Underworld.

The Emperor of the Underworld has not had a relationship for millions of years, and now he can get such a good relationship. Very good.

"Then you have to get out quickly, otherwise what's the point of you coming all the way here?" You can't stay in the space every day to spend time with them, can you?

"I thought so, I would be better off going to the edges, and I guess Yueyue sent me to the heart of the Amazon rainforest." Tang Zijun opened his mouth with black lines, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to touch a giant crocodile with such a terrifying size.

"It should be." Jin Yang nodded sympathetically in approval.

The corners of Tang Zijun's mouth twitched, "Then when I go out, do I fly out directly with the Dragon Transformation Technique, or do I use the Thunder Swift Walk?" Thunder can't be used even in the water. ”

"You can wake up by walking through the woods." It's not okay in the water, but it's okay to jump in the woods.

"I'll give it a try." Tang Zijun nodded, and then dodged out of the space.

As soon as he left the space, he fell into the water without noticing.

Fortunately, he was still wearing the raincoat given by Yu Yao that day, so he avoided becoming a soup chicken.

Just when Tang Zijun had just gotten rid of the water and jumped onto the branch, there was suddenly a cry for help in his ears.

The sound was a little far away from where he was. So it doesn't sound very real.

After a moment of meditation, I found out that it was true.

And the voice sounded like a Chinese person, because the cry for help was in Chinese.

Own?

Could it be Hao Fatzi Yanwu them?

Tang Zijun's heart moved, and he quickly jumped towards that place, and after about ten minutes, he finally arrived at that place.

Coincidentally, the place was not flooded. What surprised Tang Zijun even more was that this place was empty, and a large area of open space was inhabited by a group of primitive people, and all the thatched houses built were inhabited by primitive people.

In fact, before coming to the Amazon, Tang Zijun had heard that there were many primitive tribes scattered in the Amazon rainforest. The primitive people here are all left over from the primitive society, they are basically super strong people in the soul control realm, and their basic cultivation is between the soul emperor and the soul venerable. So, it's not easy to provoke.

Tang Zijun decided to wait and see, and then look at the group of people who were surrounded by primitive people and a few well-dressed modern people around the firewood in the open space. These people are none other than Zhang Qing.

The worst thing is not Zhang Qing, it is Hao Fatzi.

As if he had been made into a cramming duck, he stripped off his clothes and tied them up on a wooden platform. An apple was stuffed in his mouth to block his mouth, and it also cut off his cry for help from the outside world.

A shiny big knife was placed in front of him, as if it would pick up and cut off Hao Fatzi's head at any time.

Hao Fatzi was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

The primitive people were not idle, and began to celebrate the capture of their prey, cheering with joy.

Tang Zijun had also heard of these primitive people eating people, and they specialized in eating the kind of alien soul riders who went deep into the rainforest.

I didn't expect it to be true.

"Let him go! You uncivilized barbarians! Yan Wu was much better than Hao Fatzi, his clothes were still on, his body was tied to the stump, and he scolded those primitive people.

Helpless, the language is not comprehensible, and those primitive people don't know what Yan Wu is talking about.

After cheering and celebrating, and dancing like a god, the white-haired man with an exaggerated headdress on his head and colorful patterns on his face walked towards Hao Fat Man like a convulsion.

He raised his hand and picked up the wooden bowl placed aside, held it high to his mouth, took a sip, and then picked up the cold sword. He sprayed what he had drunk on his knife.

Tang Zijun fixed his eyes, that piece of bright red, what is it if it is not blood?

Gasping, Tang Zijun was in a hurry, and his eyes fell on a huge wooden screen, and the pattern carved on the screen was exactly what the Huaxia Shenlong looked like.

Tang Zijun reacted, raised his lips and smiled, urged the exercises, turned into a dragon, and rushed out of the forest.

The moment a huge dragon appeared above their tribe, everyone in the tribe looked at the dragon in amazement, completely unresponsive.