Zhizhitian hurriedly turned his back and completely protected Xiaohong in his arms, he was hit with anger, retched, and still didn't dare to make a sound.

After a while, Wise God knew that they were pretending to be mysterious, and they still hadn't left.

Zhongchang couldn't help it: "Okay, old ghost, now I believe that you are hallucinating, right?" ”

The old ghost sank his face: "Zhongchang, are you doubting my ability?" ”

Zhongchang shrugged his shoulders: "Old ghost, you have also seen it, if you and I strike together, no matter how strong the martial artist is, it will be destroyed, not to mention that it is just a little girl, you say yes?" ”

The old ghost was silent, and he was often yin and yang: "Okay, old ghost, don't forget what we came out for, it's time to go back to restore Lafayette." ”

The old ghost looked around, and after he really didn't find it, he glared at Chang Chang: "Zhongchang, I really want to kill you, just go." ”

"Hmph." Nakatsu is fearless.

After the two left, Zhizhitian breathed a sigh of relief, spat out a mouthful of blood, coughed twice and fainted.

Xiaohong was startled, but Zhizhitian finally dodged his body to crush Xiaohong and smashed to the side.

"Big brother! Big brother! Wake up! ……”

When Mingzhitian woke up, Xiaohong had already made a basin of water and helped him wipe the blood from his mouth.

Xiaohong was physically and mentally exhausted, but instead of sleeping, she waited for Wise Day.

She hurriedly spoke: "Big brother, you finally woke up, you frightened Xiaohong... Woooooo

Wise God can't see a woman crying, and when a woman cries, he softens his heart, and he is still so kawaii a little girl crying.

hurriedly comforted: "Xiaohong doesn't cry, big brother is fine." ”

Xiaohong threw herself into his arms, tears soaking his clothes.

After comforting, Xiaohong immediately stopped crying, and then looked at her grandfather who died on the side.

Zhizhitian dug a pit and buried Wang Tianci, and promised: "Xiaohong, don't worry, grandpa's revenge, I will revenge, and when I have money, I will bury grandpa." ”

After a month of care, Zhizhitian had already acquiesced in his heart that Wang Tianci and Xiaohong were his relatives.

Dare to kill his relatives of the Universe God Emperor, oh, one word, die!

Now that his cultivation is gone, the most important thing now is to regain his cultivation at the God of War level.

So the first thing Zhizhitian did was to soothe Xiaohong, who was crying and swollen in front of Wang Tianci's grave, and fell asleep.

Then you start exercising, running 100,000 kilometers at a speed of 10 meters per second!

This was just the initial workout, and at his peak, he could reach a speed of at least one kilometer per second.

Wise Day crossed the start and ran aimlessly forward at its own speed.

Now, of course, he can't meet the expected expectations, and five meters per second is already his limit.

When he runs to 1,000 kilometers, he can still maintain a speed of five meters per second, but he is still able to, and he does not have the ability to increase his speed.

Just as he was running 5,000 kilometers, a slightly chubby yellow figure passed by.

Zhizhitian frowned, there are also martial artists on this planet?

Before he could be stunned, the man had already appeared next to him and ran with him.

Both of them are exercising on the mountain peak, where not only is the air fresh and smooth, but there are also a lot of so-called aura.

Seeing that the other party looked at him suspiciously, Wise Heaven said, "Yo, I met a low-level martial artist here." ”

"What?"

Wise Heaven smiled slightly, and the fat man glanced at him strangely: "What, isn't it?" Running so slow. ”

Wise Tianling, so it sees, in order to learn more about this planet, decided to race against him.

Where there is competition, there is progress, and Wise Heaven suddenly increased his speed by three points, running at a speed of eight meters per second.

"Yo? Hasten? The fat man followed without hurry.

Soon overtook Wise Heaven, and according to observations, the fastest speed of the fat man in the yellow shirt was fifteen meters per second.