Wu Chong had a little enlightenment, glanced at the panel, and found that the upgrade button in the later stage of the transformation had become brighter. So he didn't think about it, raising his hand was an upgrade.

After the upgrade, Wu Chong's aura became more condensed.

There is a faint tendency to touch the threshold of returning to the void, but the strength of a Huang Feng real person is obviously a little insufficient, and it is over as soon as it starts.

"It's too little, maybe I should help Big Brother Dragon King harvest this land."

As a sworn brother who has been friends for a long time, Wu Chong feels that his eldest brother will definitely not care.

After a moment's breath, he got up and moved his body.

The image of the handsome guy I dreamed of before, after two years of practice, the painting style began to distort again. I don't know if it's because the reality is too strong or something else, anyway, I basically don't have anything to do with Shuai now, which is why every time my junior sister Zhao Xue comes back and sees him, she will be stunned for a second or two.

The heat was steaming, and Wu Chong, who had finished the Eagle Claw Gong, collected his skills, and then turned his attention to Huang Fengzhen's companion beast Huang Pizi.

The yellow skin summoned by Wu Chong shrank in the corner of the wall tremblingly, it didn't know what was going on, why suddenly the owner changed. The most exaggerated thing is that there is a ...... next to it Chicken? Looking up at the monster that was more than three meters tall and covered in tendons, the weasel felt that there must be something wrong with his worldview.

When did the creature of chickens become so terrifying.

"That's all C-class companion beasts?"

This is the companion beast of the Yellow Wind True Man, C-class. It can summon the Yellow Wind and has a good bonus in terms of combat.

"Let's go back."

Wu Chong waved his hand and released Huang Feng Zhenren's companion beast back.

The door was closed and a new round of practice began.

The confrontation between the Hades Tower and the Wuxiang Gate continues to escalate, and basically every period of time there are important people falling.

That day, after Zhao Xue learned the whereabouts of Senior Brother Bai Zhiqiu from him, he never came back, and Senior Brother was never heard from. It is estimated that he was invited out of the mountain by Zhao Xue, poor Huang Feng Zhenren insisted on his life, and until he died, he was only a 'big rooster, and his disciples were by his side, so he was really lonely.

Wu Chong didn't make a special trip to inform them about this, and he couldn't find anyone for a while.

It is estimated that they will not know the news until one day in the future, when they return to the mountain after they are busy. But at that time, Huang Feng didn't know how long he had been dead.

Shahe Village.

Red brick house, bluestone long street.

A run-down noodle stall, two eccentric bosses.

A few guests who don't eat much noodles sat inside and drank tea silently, it was obviously so cold this day, but these people still didn't feel anything, drinking tea by themselves, as if they were waiting for someone.

Winter!

There was a sound, and everyone looked for it.

At the end of the street, a strange man with a heavy load was slowly walking in this direction.

This man walked very slowly, but every time he landed, he would pause, as if he had to step on it before he dared to move forward, and the heavy objects behind him were also one by one, and there was a leather drum hanging next to him, and the sound of the leather drum came out.

"Two bowls of noodles."

The man walked over to the stall and sat down, tossed the weight aside, and said to the stall owner. ….

Only then did everyone see clearly the heavy object that the man had been dragging, it was a coffin made of pure gold, and because it was completely closed, everyone didn't know if there was anything inside. I just think that this person is probably having some problems.

In the middle of the night, it is possible that people who cross the street with a golden coffin are normal?

"Don't sell noodles."

The noodle boss scooped a spoonful of scalding water with a soup spoon and poured it into a porcelain bowl.

"Only sells soup."

On the stall at the door, the big 'noodles' are still fluttering in the night wind.

A weirdo dragging a coffin at night.

A noodle stall that doesn't sell noodles.

A group of guests who only drink soup.

There is not a normal person in this place.

But the coffin tower seemed to know about it for a long time, and ignored the guests over there, just yawned and said to the noodle stall owner.

"You 'mirage', you're almost on fire, otherwise you'd be an S-class companion beast."

As he said this, the noodle stall owner also put down the soup spoon in his hand, and at the same time, everyone else in the noodle stall froze except for the two of them. A layer of ripples like a water curtain ripples, and when the night breeze blows, the picture drifts away.

Look at the noodle stalls again.

There are no stalls, the guests and the female boss are all fake, the only real thing is the pot and spoon in the boss's hand, and the table and chair where the coffin dragger sits.

"Second on the list, the coffin dragger."

The noodle stall owner looked at the deal and said with a wary face.

"Who was unlucky to be killed by you this time?"

"I'm just sending them home, and it's been a long time since the dream has been going on, so it's not good." The coffin dragger knocked on the table.

"Don't forget my face."

Hearing this, the noodle stall owner had no choice but to really take out a handful of noodles and cook them for Fu. He knew that the man in front of him was a madman, and if he didn't give him the following words, he would really kill someone.

A madman who shouts all day long that the world is a dream.

The noodles are cooked quickly.

When it was served, the coffin dragger took a bite.

"It's almost hot, but I'll be able to eat it soon."

The stall owner sat down across from him.

"What benefits did Wuxianglou give you, even you were invited."

"Pros? What kind of thing is the Phaseless Gate, and it deserves to invite me?"

The coffin tower took a big bite of noodles and shook his head again and again.

"Then you're still going to help them deal with Bai Zhiqiu?" The owner of the noodle stall opened his mouth to ask, he was in the noodle stall business, and what he sold was also news. There are few things in the world that he doesn't know, such as the war between the Underworld and the Wuxiangmen, behind which is the confrontation between the two top grandmasters. These two people are Bai Zhiqiu, who is third on the land list, and the coffin tower who is second on the land list.

"I'm helping him, Bai Zhiqiu is a good person, I can't bear to see him sink."

The coffin dragger put down the fast child in his hand and said with a serious face.

"Help him?"

The noodle stall owner didn't want to speak, he knew that this man was a madman, but he didn't expect that the brain circuit was so strange. Specifically staring at other people's relatives to kill, is there such a group of people in this world? Bai Zhiqiu's junior sister was seriously injured by him, if it weren't for Zhao Xue's own strength, she might have been lying in the coffin now.

"The relatives in the dream are all illusions, and I want to help him eradicate all these illusions, so that he will wake up."

After saying that, he began to bow his head and eat noodles again.

"That's why you did it to his junior sister? I've heard that three of his sister's friends have been killed by you, and she must hate you now. As her dear senior brother, Bai Zhiqiu definitely wants to kill you too." The noodle stall owner tried to communicate with him from a different angle.

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill his sister."

The coffin tower sighed, and the angle of his speech made people not know how to pick it up.

"Fortunately, I heard that Bai Zhiqiu has a junior brother in addition to his junior sister, and he was slaughtered, which should play a certain role......

"Huh?"

If the junior sister can't kill it, go and kill the junior brother? I'm afraid that ordinary people can't really hold up the methods of your gang.

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