"Uncle Wu, are you practicing Wang Baquan again?"

In the courtyard, a snot baby held a pig's knuckle and looked stupidly at Wu Chong, who was refining demonic power in the yard.

This snotty baby is called Huzi, and he is the seventh son of the green-skinned turtle.

Half-demon physique.

The old boy of the green-skinned turtle lives much more nourished than Wu Da's master, and he looks like a turtle spirit is not good on the surface, but he can actually live a lot. Over the years, he has successively married eighteen concubines, and the money has not been given to Wu Da at all, and the effect is naturally scattered, and the children and grandchildren are full.

For this, Wu Chong didn't ask.

When he came to this world, his friend was only a green-skinned turtle, and many times he didn't bother to be so clear. Besides, he was able to accumulate demonic power to this extent so quickly, and the 'pretending to be a god' exercise given by the green-skinned turtle was definitely a great help, and under this kind of human affection, a little yellow and white thing is nothing. Anyway, it's all from the National Teacher's Mansion, don't feel distressed!

"Wang Baquan?"

Wu Chong inhaled the demonic qi into his abdomen, and squinted his eyes and swept the snot baby.

"Who is the eighth of us, didn't your father tell you?"

The snot baby Huzi took a bite of elbow meat, and the little face of the fat capital was full of pride.

"My father said that our family is a dragon king family, and there is dragon turtle blood in the body, which is very noble!"

Return the dragon turtle!

This old boy really dares to brag, you are a green-skinned turtle, and you have a half-dime relationship with the dragon turtle?

"What are you doing here?"

Wu Chong walked over and rubbed the little guy's head, the green-skinned turtle has many children, and this kid has the most appetite for him. The old man also knew, so he asked him to come and call himself.

"My dad said, call you over and drink."

The snot baby Huzi twitched his nose and sucked the snot back out.

"Let's go."

Wu Chong picked up the clothes next to him and walked towards Mrs. Wu's house.

In this small county town, the two of them are like the overlord, and the county magistrate has to come to visit when he takes office. On the surface, the little old man in his seventies is now a big man in the county, and the yard where he lives is all three in and three out.

When I entered the courtyard, someone naturally came to entertain me.

Now the identity of the old turtle is outside the Zhangjia Courtyard, a master of cultivation, because the future is hopeless, so he went home to visit, I don't want the times to pass, and the former relatives are long gone. In order to continue the incense, Zhang Yuanwai rebuilt the family in his homeland. In short, it is rumored that he has a nose and eyes, and Wu Chong has heard a lot of it in his spare time, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

When he came back to his senses and visited the door, he realized that the old turtle's family business was already so big.

The stable life in a small place is much more comfortable than living in the capital.

"Brother Wu, you can be counted as here."

The old man was wearing a foreign suit, which was completely different from the image of guarding the gate when he was in Beijing before, and the whole person looked kind and kind, very kind.

"If you have anything to say, don't look for me if you're wasting your time."

Wu Chong was not polite at all, and sat down to eat.

The old man also knew Wu Chong's temper, and after waving his hand to show his subordinates, he lowered his voice and said.

"There has been another accident in the capital, several old friends have been discovered, and one of them is fleeing in our direction, I am worried about ......"

The old friend in his mouth is naturally the monster who fought together in the Dizi Courtyard when he was on an errand in the National Teacher's Mansion.

After the battle between the national teacher and the immortals of the upper realm that day, there were many remnants like them who escaped the pursuit, and later they were exposed one after another under the pursuit of the imperial court and the demon division division, and there are not many monsters still alive on the wanted list over the years.

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"If you come, you will be pinched to death."

Wu Chong gulped down the food, and with his current strength, he was completely confident to say this.

The old man also knew this, so he specifically called him over to talk about it, and seeing Wu Chong's attitude, he was much more relieved. Now that there are too many comfortable days, he is still a little reluctant to let him go to exile, the most important thing is that there are so many bloodline descendants here, you can't just ignore them all, right?

After confirming, the two began to talk nonsense again.

Full of wine and food, Wu Chong carried the generous gift prepared for him by the old man and staggered towards his small courtyard.

It's late at night.

As soon as I took two steps, a gust of cold air blew.

Wrapped in the cold, a little drunkenness disappeared all of a sudden, Wu Chong squinted at the small alley in front of him that had been walked no less than a hundred times, and felt a familiar atmosphere that he had not seen for a long time.

Contaminant.

"I didn't expect to meet it in the Demon God Tomb, it's really fate."

Once upon a time, Wu Chong thought he had figured out what a pollutant was, but the sight in front of him gave him a new idea of what he had guessed before. Carrying a jug of old wine, he walked in with his feet raised.

The cold alley, only a hundred meters away, now seems to have no boundary, and there is no end in sight.

Stand at the entrance of the alley and wait.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to hear a cold whimper, like a woman crying, and like the wind howling.

"Official, don't you want me?"

A faint voice sounded from behind, this voice was very strange, obviously I had not heard it, but it gave people the illusion of the closest person in the world.

If it were an ordinary person, hearing this voice would definitely be frightened and run forward desperately. But Wu Da is interested, how can he escape? With his current strength, even if he encounters demons and monsters, he should be the other party who runs.

"Why, the officials like you the most."

As he spoke, Wu Chong's body suddenly rose a lot, his height from more than one meter to more than three meters, his burly back was like a wall, and his thick arms had turned into fish claws.

"Huh?"

The voice behind him was sluggish, how could this be different from what I had met before.

Before it could react, it felt a shadow fall, and then it was caught.

The thick claws, like iron hoops, can't escape no matter how much the monster behind them struggles. Then, in its frightened gaze, the 'prey' slowly turned its head......

A face full of fangs and black fish scales looked down. The condescending sense of oppression made the owner of the 'voice' tremble.

Is this the prey?

It was because he ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and the lard blinded his heart before he dared to catch such a prey!

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person."

Wu Chong tried hard to squeeze out a kind smile. The strange thing is that the pollutant in this Demon God Tomb is also the same as the immortal Buddha he saw before, with his own wisdom and emotions. It's very different from the kind of things that have the same rules in the outside world.

After perceiving this, Wu Chong was very interested, and he was ready to communicate with the other party, and he must not scare the 'child' to death.

"Come, talk to the officials about how reluctant you are to me."

Wu Da smiled 'kindly', and the pollutant body on the other side who was pinched in his hand twitched, and his eyes rolled white.

Fainted.