Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Third Prince of Nezha
A one-year-old child, there was a kind of precious light circulating in his mutton-fat flesh, full of vital functions, he was defenseless, and his ass was bare, and it was obvious that Ya was a boy...... Wait, for a moment, his eyes were so deep, his eyes were so bright, and his fighting spirit was so high.
"Little brother, are you stupid?" The bare-ass child glanced at Murong Jiu, he bent down and picked up the broken cockroach body, let it go like eating tsamba, and swallowed it into his belly.
Murong Jiu's heart was shocked, and at that moment, he felt a familiar aura, this aura he had felt not long ago, those people were the ten ancient battle spirits imprisoned in the ancient demon cave of Lancang Mountain, could it be that the little kid in front of him would be such a shocking character?
"Little brother, where are you? Murong Jiu had no intention of flattering the mysterious child, but based on his reverence for the ancient battle spirit, his expression naturally exuded a kind of flattery.
"Little brother is not a disciple of the Long family, what is the matter with entering the secret realm of the Long family?" said the bare-bottomed child as he stared at Murong Jiu, who radiated an old-fashioned and dignified temperament from the inside out.
"Little brother has good eyesight, I am indeed not a disciple of the Long family, my name is Murong Jiu, and I came to the secret place of the Long family to explore the secret. Murong Jiu split the corners of his mouth, revealing two neat teeth, regardless of whether the little kid in front of him was an ancient person or not, he would have a good relationship first.
"Exploration? The secret realm of the Long family really needs to bask in the sun...... Come with me, little brother, and I'll take you to another secret place. The bare-ass child strode towards the corner, a two-finger-wide hole at the base of the wall.
Mouse hole?Murong Jiu's eyebrows twitched. This kid isn't trying to get out of here, is he?
"Little brother, let's go......"
In Murong Jiu's astonishment, the bare-ass child reached out and grabbed the corner of Murong Jiu's clothes and jumped towards the rat hole two fingers wide...... I don't know if the two of them have become smaller, or if the mouse hole has become bigger, in short, Murong Jiu feels that the space in this black mouse hole is not small.
A house the same size as the study, but instead of ancient books and classics, boxes of pearl agate are stored. Pieces of silk and satin, gold and silver jewels, reflect the splendor of this house.
Murong Jiu jumped out of the rat hole in the corner. I was immediately stunned. More than a dozen vermilion chests were full of all kinds of treasures, such a huge fortune intuitively reflected the wealth of the Long family.
Compared to Murong Jiu's surprise. The bare-bottomed kid was much calmer. Of course, it is also as savage as a bad wave cub. He jumped into a wooden box. With a wave of his little hand, he grabbed a fist-sized pearl and threw it into his mouth, chewing with two rows of sharp teeth. It crunched, like eating jelly beans.
I eat, eat, eat!
I chew, chew, chew!
Pieces of gold bricks and jade, dragon's eye jade, rolls of silk cloth, and ancient porcelain...... The whole house was enveloped by a force of ingestion, and jewels flowed into the mouths of bare-bottomed children, and all kinds of treasures flew and shone brightly, and the eyes of the treasures were charming!
A whirlpool of treasures flew in the house, and in the center of the whirlpool was the little mouth of the bare-ass child, and after his crystal belly was rounded, a thick light of treasure suddenly circulated in his flesh, and the treasure in his stomach seemed to be digested and absorbed in an instant, and his body grew a little more...... In such repeated cycles, as his body slowly grows, his belly is more like a bottomless pit of dissatisfaction.
Murong Jiu licked his chapped lips lightly, this little kid who eats a baby and grows up a body, he can't help but be too evil, does he swallow a mountain of gold and grow into a giant?
Belch...... A crisp burp finally sounded in the house, but the last jade unicorn of the ten thousand fortunes slid into the mouth of the bare-bottomed child. Jumping down from a box, he stroked his smooth belly, a pair of eyes flashed with fine light, his small body grew in a circle, and the breath he exuded was an extra treasure that did not eat the fireworks of the world.
"No one was too disappointed...... Brother, let's go to the next secret place......"
Murong Jiu's eyes glared fiercely, he shot like the wind, and quickly knocked the brilliant bare-ass child with a loud burst, Murong Jiu's finger pointed at his nose, and the muscles at the corner of his mouth shook twice, I damn it, you are addicted to eating, eating ancient books and jewelry, you really don't take money from ancient things, I ...... I'll go to the next secret place first!
The third house in the secret realm of the Long family, where swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, hairpins, single hammers, double hammers, and meteor hammers are placed...... All that caught my eye were all kinds of eighteen kinds of weapons all over Linglang, the sword light and sword shadow were scorching and shining, and the ancient sword spirit and sword spirit were chanting softly.
Here is a collection of weapons from the ancestors of the Long family, each of which is a divine weapon of extraordinary origin: the willow leaf flying knife of the ancient Xingyun scattered people, and the phoenix yaoqin of the dustless fairy eight thousand years ago......
Drilling out of a mouse hole, Murong Jiu was stunned when he saw this full of weapons, he didn't have time to sigh and immediately recovered, his figure flew between all kinds of weapons, he had to pick out what he liked, he couldn't all cheapen the belly of the bare-ass child.
However, like a thief who entered Baoshan, Murong Jiu was very hot for every weapon, looking at the invincible overlord spear in the east and the Pegasus meteor hammer in the west, but it was difficult to make a choice, and in the end, he closed his eyes, grabbed a black dagger like a lot, and retreated to the corner.
"The bladeless blade of the Nine Songs Divine Dragon? ”
The bare-bottomed child who jumped out of the rat hole, he glanced at the short dagger in Murong Jiu's hand, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he was wrapped in a whirlwind, and rolled upside down towards the divine weapons all over the place, and carried out his great cause of eating.
The former treasure sword, the former murderous sword, the former blood moon silver hook...... In this storm of plundering and devouring, hundreds of ancient weapons. All of them were ingested into the belly of the bare-bottomed child, no matter how fierce and invincible these divine weapons were in ancient times, but in the swallowing of the bare-bottomed child, their ultimate fate was to digest in his belly and feed the little fart child in the form of energy.
What a freak!
Murong Jiu stared closely at the little kid who was slowly growing up again, his body was not only growing, but it seemed that his strength was also growing, which was incredible.
With both hands caressing the foot-long short blade, this dagger was black and did not show the slightest treasure. And it doesn't have a blade yet. The overall feeling is like a wooden knife carved from a burning stick, Murong Jiu couldn't help muttering, this is the bladeless blade of the Jiuqu Divine Dragon, and this Jiuqu Divine Dragon is also a little dish.
Devoured many ancient weapons. The little kid's body grew a little bigger. At this time, his body was the size of a five-year-old child. But Ya is still bare-bottomed. Brilliant brilliance flashed in his flesh, and he pointed to the sky, and his whole body exuded a sharp golden aura like a sword. His expression was cold, and his eyes deepened and deepened, and the cold light was compelling.
Murong Jiu stared at a pair of big eyes, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, little brother, your posture is very handsome, but please put on your pants first, you are slick your ass, it is very cheap.
"Little brother, let's open the way and go to the next secret place. ”
After drilling the rat hole again, Murong Jiu and the bare-ass child appeared in another secret place, which was a closed stone room, without any books or weapons, and from the top of the futon in the middle of the stone room sat a sitting corpse, indicating that this stone room was a place of cultivation retreat.
The skinny corpse, he was dressed in a Confucian shirt, and his body was covered with thick dust, it was obvious that he had been cut off from the life qi for a long time, and no one had been to this secret room for a long time.
Who is this dry corpse? Why would he sit in the secret place of the Long Family? This secret room was filled with a gloomy and cold aura, and Murong Jiu shuddered when he first entered this place.
It was not the first time that the bare-bottomed child had come to this secret room, but when he saw the sitting corpse again, his eyes were still filled with an indissoluble sadness, and the pupils of his eyes showed a faint blue sadness, and even the air around him was infected, filled with an indescribable depression.
"Little brother, who is he?" Murong Jiu said softly, as if worry had disturbed the sleeping undead, which was very much in line with the sad mood of this place.
"My senior brother, the Ancient Nine Songs Divine Dragon. The bare-ass child silently approached the corpse, and the chamber was filled with a sense of sadness for the hero's end.
Murong Jiu was suddenly surprised, he quickly took out the jet-black bladeless blade, and sure enough, this short psychic dagger trembled softly, and wept for its former owner.
"Senior brother, I know that you have been wronged and suffered, today I want to borrow my body to regenerate, I hope that my senior brother will be fulfilled, and when the time comes, I will definitely show justice for you and punish the treacherous. The bare-ass child respectfully shook the corpse to the ground.
"Uhh......h
It was as if an unquenchable anger sounded in hell, and the cold aura in the stone chamber was chaotic...... With a bang, the sitting, dried corpse shattered and scattered on the ground, and the scattered bones were taken off by an invisible force, all converging on the bare-bottomed child.
One after another, the bare-bottomed child was wrapped in layers of it, like a silkworm chrysalis, he carried out the regeneration of life and the reshaping of the body, just waiting to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly.
Murong Jiu wordlessly paid attention to the silkworm cocoon that wanted to be reborn through his body, and the bladeless blade jumped between his fingers, the Ancient Nine Qu Shenlong should be a good person, and his junior brother did not shy away from himself and performed the art of regeneration, which is enough to prove that the pride of this pair of difficult brothers and sisters, such a heroic hero is enough to make friends with his heart.
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...... The silkworm cocoon finally shattered, and a ray of colorful light scattered out from the new body, and the cold aura in the secret room was instantly dispelled, and a rich fragrance permeated the closed space.
Murong Jiu's eyes flashed with the light of gods and demons, his gaze penetrated the barrier of brilliance, and he wanted to witness this new body image that had devoured countless ancient things and was regenerated through his body for the first time. However, after seeing the form of the broken cocoon and regeneration, five thunders suddenly exploded in Murong Jiu's spiritual space, and he stepped back one after another, and his back hit a stone wall heavily.
"The third prince of Nezha?!"
He was about ten years old, with two horns on his head, his face was delicate, and he was dressed in yellow and blue soft armor, carrying a treasure light circle on his shoulders, a bright red silk wrapped around his waist, stepping on a thunderbolt hot wheel, holding a god-killing flame gun in his hand, and his eyes radiating Dao divine light...... This image is the well-known form of the third prince of Nezha in China. (To be continued......)