Hu Liena's soul ring was absorbed smoothly, and she didn't stay outside for a long time, and followed Madame Rouge back to the base, but what she was thinking about was what Tang San told her, was the teacher really occupied by the Rakshasa God?

The main reason is that Bibi Dong has changed too much before and after, so she has to have doubts, but all of this started from Meng De's appearance, if it wasn't for his appearance, how could the teacher become like that!

If it weren't for him, he would still be the only disciple of the teacher; If it weren't for him, she would be the future saint of the Wuhun Temple; If it weren't for him, the teacher wouldn't have beaten her; If it weren't for him, she would be the best genius in the Martial Spirit Palace!

Hu Liena kept echoing this sentence in her mind, if there was no Meng De, the teacher's love, the position of the saint, and the honor of the golden generation all belonged to her!

It's all his fault, he shouldn't have existed!

A thought came to Hu Liena's mind, as long as she killed Meng De, everything would go as she thought, get the teacher's love, become the holy daughter of the Wuhun Palace, inherit the position of the pope, and become the most noble woman in the mainland just like the teacher.

Once a thought arises, it will be buried in the heart like a seed, and then it will take root and sprout, and grow into a towering tree.

Above the sky, a pair of cloud eyes slowly dissipated.

When Madame Rouge and Hu Liena returned to their base, they saw Meng De communicating with a child dressed in an unknown animal skin, who looked like he was only about six or seven years old.

The child is still holding a clay pot in his hand, the milk fragrance is overflowing, and the rich breath of life is permeated, it is the animal milk of the 100,000-year-old jade swan, worth 10,000 points of origin, he drinks one or two sips from time to time, and his immature little face shows a touch of satisfaction.

Mrs. Rouge just wanted to say hello, but Meng De signaled them with her eyes and asked them to go back first, and the beautiful nodded and took Hu Liena back to the small black house.

"It's not a little bit, I'll leave the matter of Brother Meng to you, as long as it's done, there will be as much animal milk as you want."

Meng De looked at the little one in front of him, and said softly, this is the thug who spent 100,000 points of origin to shake over, and he relied on him to help him survive the beast tide that might break out.

Xiao Budian put down the beast milk can, wiped the corners of his mouth, patted his little chest, and hiccuped a little, his immature voice still had a hint of milk, and assured Meng De.

"Brother Meng, don't worry, as long as the milk tube is enough, even if the beast god you said, I will help you clean it up, I don't know if its milk is good or not~"

"Well, the beast god is male, and it has no milk."

Looking at Xiao Budian, who was obsessed with animal milk, Meng De couldn't bear to hit him, but he still told the truth, so as not to be embarrassed at that time, which made Xiao Budian stunned, and his fair and immature little face showed a touch of loss, but he quickly recovered his spirit and was not hit by this.

This also made Meng De breathe a sigh of relief, for fear that the fact that the beast god had no milk would hit Xiao Bu's enthusiasm.

Don't look at the child in front of you is only six or seven years old, in terms of strength, it is enough to sweep the Douluo Continent, unless the gods are in the lower realm, no one in the continent can match him.

It's a pity that 100,000 points of origin are only enough to summon him for one day, and with his origin, he can stay for five days at most.

Before he was unsure of what the world consciousness was going to do with him, Meng De didn't want to act rashly, otherwise he really wanted to take a little bit to sweep the Star Dou Great Forest, what 100,000-year-old soul beasts, what murderers, what beast gods, let him be disabled, and then mend the knife himself, and all the soul rings and soul bones would explode.

Meng De looked at Xiao Budian, who was holding the beast milk jar and drinking it, and soon a jar of animal milk bottomed out.

He bought another can from the [Mall] and handed it to Xiao Budian.

"Thank you, Brother Meng."

Xiao Budian smiled happily and took the jade swan milk, but he didn't drink it, but put it away in his hand, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak until he was silent for a while.

"Brother Meng, if you give me such delicious beast milk, why don't I teach you treasure arts."

"Treasure Arts!"

Hearing that Xiao Budian wanted to teach himself treasure arts, Meng De was stunned for a moment, and then showed an unconcealable surprise, and quickly nodded, willing to learn.

The treasure of the perfect world! Every kind of treasure technique, no matter how strong or weak, is not comparable to the soul skills of the Douluo Continent, if you can learn one and a half moves, the benefits are also huge.

To be honest, Meng De also doesn't like to rely on soul skills to fight, he prefers the ability he learns independently.

"Buzz!"

Hearing a slight tremble, Xiao Budian made a move, and evolved the most skilled Blue Scale Eagle Treasure Technique he had mastered in front of Meng De.

I saw a silver moon emerge from his palm, soft and holy, sprinkled with a little clear light. Then, the silver moon rose and hung behind his head, setting off the wonder of the little dots.

The silver moon was clear and bright, manifesting a palace, a sacred tree, in which a bird chirped, and the tree swayed and shed a little clear light. The primitive runes are dense, the texture is complex, cold and lonely, and the mystery is incomparable, containing the truth of heaven and earth.

Just when Xiao Budian showed his treasure skills to Meng De and taught him runes, a pair of cloud eyes appeared in the sky, staring at them, his eyes were full of anger, there were two uncontrollable ones, and there was another one, and he also had the power to transcend this world, and there was a trace of fear in his anger.

We can't delay any longer, we must get rid of these uncontrollable guys! They cannot be allowed to sabotage His plan.

Meng De looked at the little evolved Blue Scale Eagle Treasure Technique, which was inherited from a very powerful Ancient Demon Bird, although it was incomplete, it was still powerful.

His blue snake three-flower pupils were full of glow, and the three weird small flowers in the depths of his eyes were spinning at high speed, and his spiritual power was consumed extremely quickly, even if it was rote memorization, Meng De had to write down the Blue Scale Eagle Treasure Technique.

After lasting for more than ten minutes, as his spiritual power fell to the bottom, Meng De could no longer support it, the glow of the blue snake three-flower pupil suddenly disappeared, and the three small flowers disappeared, and Xiao Bu saw that he could not continue to study, and also dispelled the treasure rune.

"Brother Meng, how many layers have you memorized?"

Xiao Budian looked at the tired Meng De, and asked him in a milk voice, Meng De showed regret on his face, even though he had the super insight of the blue snake and three flower pupils, but the mysteries of the Blue Scale Eagle Treasure Technique were far beyond his imagination, and he only barely remembered three layers.

This is the gap in the world, and if there is no blue snake three-flower pupil, I'm afraid he may not be able to remember even one layer.

"Three layers, it's okay, we'll continue when you recover."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Meng De nodded, if he can't remember it once, then twice, and if he can't do it twice, three times, until he remembers.

On the other side, the Titan Giant Ape, who sensed Xiao Wu's breath, finally rushed from the core area to the outer area, and in front of Zao Wou-Ki and them, they kidnapped Xiao Wu away, and Tang San ignored the dissuasion of Shrek and the others, and chased after him, everything was in the correction of world consciousness.

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(Little point: Your name is Ditian, right, you are the beast god, come, come to the pot.) ）

(End of chapter)