With a snort, seeing the angry gaze of the city, the little white pig quickly retracted the pig's head.

"Lord, if you are discovered, hurry up and hide." The little white pig who retracted the pig's head saw Ah Lang stunned at the window and hurriedly reminded him.

"It's strange that it's a little familiar..."Ah Lang slowly retreated from the window, picking his nose and muttering.

"Lord Little Yama, is that person really your master? Great, the water washed the Dragon King Temple, hurry up and go out to recognize each other, just say that Xiaobai accidentally hit it, his old man shouldn't be angry, right? The little white pig looked at Ah Lang with a flattering face.

"Acquaintance? No, they are not the opponents of the dead old man, especially Nian Lang, if he knew that Ben Daxian was in a situation now, he would definitely come to the rescue, and he couldn't make trouble for Nian Lang. Hearing the little white pig's proposal, Ah Lang frowned, and after a little analysis, he rejected the little white pig's proposal.

"The Lord is right, the Lord's appearance and body shape have changed greatly compared to before, and even when they see each other, they may not know the Lord. And you and I are too special, let's find a stable time and place to recognize each other another day. The little centipede touched his chin and carefully analyzed the current situation.

"The faucet makes sense. The old man said that this Windy City is not a stable place, and we will recognize each other when we leave the Windy City. Unexpectedly, that ugly man turned out to be the master of this great immortal, haha, he deserved it, who let him pretend to be a ghost, he had to wear a broken hat, as if he was afraid that others would know him. Ah Lang felt inexplicably relieved in his heart, and then cautiously came to the stone window again, ready to enjoy the angry eyes of Wu Mingzi under the city again.

"Huh? Where did you go? Gone so soon? Checking the crowd in the city again, Ah Lang suddenly found that Chu Nianlang, Ergou Daoren, and Master Wu Mingzi had disappeared.

Such as the inner city of the wind city downstairs.

"Master, who was that person just now? Why did you smash you inexplicably? Could it be that the master had a holiday with him? Walking to the bottom of the inner city of the Wind City, Chu Nianlang stopped his steps and looked up at the arched city tower above his head.

"It's a holiday..."Wu Mingzi frowned and stared at the black hammer in his right hand, and quickly recalled the past years after muttering, "I haven't seen that kid, but why does it feel extremely familiar?" ”

When Wu Mingzi stared at the black hammer in his right hand for a while, the black hammer shook inexplicably and then disappeared.

"Natal Lingwu? Interesting, dare to show off your natal spirit in front of this seat, is it really easy to bully this seat? Don't worry about the markings left on this seat at all? Seeing the black hammer that disappeared inexplicably in his right hand, Wu Mingzi's eyes were cold.

"Natal Lingwu? Master, that little hammer apprentice seems to have seen it. The more Chu Nianlang looked at the black hammer, the more familiar he felt.

"Seen? No, the hammer's aura was very weird, and it didn't feel like a normal monk. Hearing Chu Nianlang's words, Wu Mingzi was stunned, but he didn't expect his little apprentice to see a black hammer with a strange breath.

"Master, if I'm not mistaken, the hammer is exactly the same as the hammer of the White King of the White King's Mansion. It's just that there is too much difference in size, but the black hammer of the white king is much bigger. Chu Nianlang's brows tightened for a while, and he recalled carefully.

"White King of the White Palace?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell the master, the apprentice said that the White King is a white-bodied pig demon in the secret realm of the Flying Centipede Corpse King Palace, it calls itself the White King, and the spatial area that appears is called the White King's Mansion."

"I said, why is that hammer breath so weird... It's impossible, isn't it? Even if the white-bodied pig demon escaped from the secret realm of the Flying Centipede King Palace, even if it was given great courage, it would not dare to appear in the human realm! ”

"Probably not, Master, the hammer just now is too small, and it is really 108,000 miles away from the White King's hammer." Chu Nianlang denied his self-speculation while comparing the measurements.

"It's not entirely impossible, if it's really the White King, it would be interesting... This is such a magical place..."Wu Mingzi looked at the main hall of the Wind City in the distance, and his gaze became deeper and deeper.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!! When Wu Mingzi fell into thought, a driving sound came from behind.

Hearing the sound of expellation, Chu Nianlang took the lead in turning his head to check, "Oh my God, there is so much meat!" How does it look like a bird's flesh? ”

Wu Mingzi followed Chu Nianlang and turned around to check, only to see dozens of carriages full of poultry and meat coming towards him.

"What the hell is Brother Rufeng going to do?" Seeing the mighty carriage coming, Wu Mingzi was shocked.