"Run, run again! How's that, I can't run yet. ”

"No~ don't run away...... Whew......huhu"

In the dense jungle, a series of continuous, gurgling wheezing came from the grass hidden by the bushes, and the voice was heard by a young man, and there was still an ethereal spirit belonging to a teenager in the voice, as if a little boy who had done a vigorous exercise was resting among the bushes.

But the real situation is that lying on the stomach in the bush is a fat, chubby, about three meters long, with golden lines all over the body.

"Come on, do whatever you want to me, come on, I won't resist......"

Seeing that the entire painting style began to turn black and white, like a heavenly ice silkworm that had lost its dreams, Xiao Yiren had countless desires to complain in his heart.

That's right, this one in front of Xiao Yiren is the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, the first golden finger of Huo Yuhao, the protagonist of Douluo II's peerless Tang Sect works, and the big white worm with millions of years of cultivation.

The exact time of the encounter between Xiao Yiren and this big white insect should be pushed to three days ago.

In other words, Xiao Yiren has been chasing this big bug for three days.

You really don't want to say that the big insect of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm can't fight, it is really a thief to escape, although the power of Xiao Yiren's incarnation is indeed to the point of picking his feet, it is almost the level of Tang San's body that did not break out before, but in this world, it is definitely the ceiling, and he didn't catch this guy directly.

Even if Xiao Yiren didn't take it seriously from beginning to end, it was quite amazing.

But thinking about it, this guy has escaped countless times in the hands of the Ice Emperor who has cultivated for nearly 400,000 years, and Xiao Yiren is relieved.

Getting back to the point, looking at the gray and whitened Tianmeng Ice Silkworm at this moment, only Xiao Yiren always felt that there was something wrong with the painting style.

Of course, although he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the painting style, Xiao Yiren didn't care about these messy things for the time being, waved his tail, swept the bushes in this area, and looked at the big meat worm in front of him and said angrily:

"Okay, okay, get up, just your little origin, not enough for me to take a fancy to."

Hearing Xiao Yiren's explanation, instead of calming down, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm reacted even more.

"Then do you mean that you have taken a fancy to my Bingqing Yujie, a body that has been guarded like jade for millions of years, no, no, my body is reserved for Bing'er......"

Siu Yiren: "......"

This style of painting, why is it so ...... Uncanny......

"It's not going to be a comic book or something that's a derivative of the fanwork......"

Some glanced at it speechlessly, constantly squirming on the ground, and the huge insect face was still a little ruddy, as if thinking about something unhealthy, like a female cat in heat.

Looking at this strange behavior of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, Xiao Yiren was also speechless.

"Forget it, anyway, you don't need his cooperation for the next behavior."

There was no other movement, Xiao Yiren just waved his tail at the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm below.

In an instant, a circle of red ripples rippled in the jungle, almost condensing into a substantial energy crystal, and instantly wrapped around the body of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, directly solidifying his body.

From the tail to the head, it was almost a breath or two, and the Heavenly Ice Silkworm, which was originally normally active, turned into a mosquito and fly in amber.

Of course, in this process, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm naturally struggled, but it was not good at fighting, and it was difficult to fight a rookie who had just entered the 100,000-year-old soul beast, and the struggle of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was obviously in vain in front of Xiao Yiren.

Even if he struggled desperately, he only turned into an immobile sculpture in the miserable howl like killing a pig.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, Xiao Yiren seems to have heard a very undisciplined word popping out of Tianmeng's mouth.

"Actually, you can overlord the ...... of the bow"

"I guess it's a delusion......

Shaking his head and shaking these messy thoughts out of his mind, Xiao Yiren finally began to remember what was going on.

"What the hell is a soul ring? Can I put it on myself? Or make your own God-given Soul Ring? ”

"Forget it, let's study it slowly, anyway, the whole plot has been completely disrupted by me, and I'll go and mess with those messy things after I figure out the situation of the soul ring......"

sighed softly, and the movements in Xiao Yiren's hand paused slightly.

He raised his head slightly to look at the sky, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face, which was originally expressionless.

"So, three cubs, are you watching here? Is it because I moved your arrangement to see that I'm not happy? Come on, come down, I'll wait for you......"

……

Above the divine realm.

Tang San, who had just returned from the Divine Realm Council to observe the situation in the Nether Douluo plane, clenched the trident in his hand fiercely, originally a little tired, and his face suddenly showed a little anger.

"Damn, this guy is here......"

Looking at the Nether, Xiao Yiren packed the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm and took it away, and Tang San's hand holding the trident loosened and tightened and loosened.

Tang San, the son of luck on the Douluo plane, had been paying attention to it for a long time, and had arranged a pretty good script for it early.

And this Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm is the beginning of the script.

But now that even the beginning has been interrupted, everything that follows will naturally not be able to proceed, which means that the layout of everything, there is basically no hope of success, how can this make Tang San not angry?

But after thinking about it again, Tang San finally let go of the trident.

What he did before had already crossed the line, directly smuggling the power of the god king level into the lower realm, this matter was a serious violation of the rules of the god realm, and knowing the law and breaking the law, the crime was added to the first degree, which caused serious dissatisfaction among other gods.

Especially the destruction of that guy, the constant impeachment of him for this matter, this time period, the gods who don't deal with him, especially the destruction of that guy, must be staring at him to death.

But if he crosses the line again, I am afraid that facing him will not only be as simple as impeachment, I am afraid that the destruction of that guy will directly justifiably seize power.

Although Tang San didn't think that guy could fight him, for the sake of peace in the Divine Realm, Tang San felt that it was better to endure it.

"Third brother, isn't the plan going well? Why don't you forget it and bring Maiki back......"

Feeling the soft touch behind him, Tang San's originally gloomy face suddenly softened, and he turned to look at the person behind him, Tang San opened his arms as if he was holding a baby, generally holding the person behind him in his arms.

"There have been some changes in the plan, but it's okay, everything is still under control."

Gently comforting his wife, Tang San glanced at Xiao Yiren's provocative expression in the Nether Realm that seemed to see his movements, and his originally gentle face suddenly re-revealed a somewhat indifferent look.

"The beginning has changed, it's good to change it, the story has to be written after all......"

"As for Maikiri, children also need to have their own growth......"

(End of chapter)