The wind moves and the dust flies, and the clouds move with it.

The breeze followed the white clouds, drifted far, far away, and finally came to the North Mountain, blowing away the floating dust dancing in the morning sunset, and letting the trees fill the trees with the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves.

The bamboo shadow swayed, accompanied by a satisfied appreciation.

"Not bad."

Zhu An turned his head, and then looked at the red clouds in the distance that were still strong with the wicker.

The little fox demon was already very close to the first bamboo leaf it had dreamed of.

Once successful, Hongyun will no longer be the ordinary fox clan that has struggled to survive for generations in Qishan, and is about to take a new step.

The efforts and progress of these little guys made Zhu An's heart also have a sense of fulfillment.

"Let's all cultivate well, grow up quickly, and strive to have another emperor realm as soon as possible."

"In the future, if you encounter the situation of the Wanlin Secret Realm, you won't need me to take action personally."

Zhu An had expectations for them, after all, these demon beasts were also the first batch of "Shenzhu disciples", who were raised by him in the mountains, personally cared for and cultivated.

Before, no living creature had ever been treated like this, at most it had been guided by a clone for a period of time.

Zhu An thought like this, and looked into the distance again.

"The Emperor Realm that I brought out with my own hands should be more reliable-the one that was free-range before is really too prodigal, and I can't count on it."

……

A few days later, the Terran Imperial Capital.

The Emperor of the People faced the large stack of military aircraft intelligence on the table, and also let out a similar sigh:

"That guy can't count on it, but if it's reliable, he can make a move with confidence this time."

The few generals standing next to him knew very well who His Majesty was talking about, but they drooped their heads one by one and didn't dare to pick up.

The Human Emperor sighed again, "It's a pity that I can only do a small-scale temptation first." ”

A few days ago, the demon army attacked, and because the secret realm of Wanlin was opened in advance, it hastily withdrew.

This scene, the emperor saw it, but he did not order a counterattack.

After all, those demon kings only went into the secret realm to hunt for treasures, and they came back after two days.

In just two days, there is no point in sending troops to sweep the low-level demon clan.

If you can't kill the demon king, no matter how many battles you have, it's all in vain.

However, this time, what the emperor didn't expect was.

After a group of enemy demon kings entered the secret realm of Wanlin, it seems that they have not come out!

Was it left behind by the Demon Emperor Mist, or was there some accident?

If all the ten demon kings encounter an accident, then there will be no strong person in the large territory of the fog in the south.

The Terran army can drive straight into the border when it goes out!

A good opportunity is in front of him, but he has not been able to get accurate information for a long time, and the emperor has the intention to be tempted, but he is afraid of being ambushed.

At such a tangled moment, he naturally thought of another pillar of the human race, and couldn't help but slap the table.

"The people say that the two emperors are in the north and south, and the eight kings guard the border passes, but how do I feel that I am the only one who guards the human race......"

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"Old man, I only have two hobbies in my life - one is to fight all over the world, and the other is to visit the world's best places."

By the campfire, a lean, dark-skinned old man squatted on the ground without any image, bragging about while staring at the soon-to-roast beef on the shelf.

"However, today there is a third thing - eating all the food in the world."

He was dressed in a coarse cloth and a short beaten, and his image and temperament were like that of a people's husband, but he was even more embarrassed, his clothes were in tatters, and there were a few weeds in his messy hair.

There were also a few men and women next to him, dressed in military uniforms, although they were also embarrassed, but they were all imposing.

At this moment, they looked at this nervous old man with an unknown origin with disgusted expressions on their faces.

This group of people are not familiar with each other, they are all cultivators who have come to hunt for treasures, looking for opportunities in the largest secret realm in the human race, the Ten Thousand Hidden Cave Heavens.

As a result, the secret realm of the good end suddenly began to shake, and cracks appeared in the sky.

The cultivators were so frightened that they ran out.

When he escaped out of breath, he didn't dare to go back for a while.

A few people bumped into a bison here, so they roasted beef on the spot and took a break.

Then, such a sloppy old man suddenly appeared, probably escaping from the secret realm, sitting in front of the fire with a shy old face, seemingly planning to get a piece of the pie.

Just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, everyone was shocked, so they didn't care too much.

Unexpectedly, the old man talked a lot, gossiped a few words, and his interest was high, so he boasted about himself, and the more he talked, the more outrageous it became.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and snorted coldly:

"Fight all over the world? What strong people you have fought against, you might as well talk about it. ”

The old man rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "The emperor of the demon clan in the south, I have fought, rushed into the fog and looked, it is ugly to death, no wonder I hide every day and dare not see people." ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but laugh and shook their heads.

If the old man is talking about a venerable king, or a famous top grandmaster, then he can still break it.

This opening is the third emperor of the demon clan, and the cowhide is really blown, just like a joke, they don't bother to say anything.

The atmosphere is a little lively.

Finally, in the sound of oil droplets, the first piece of meat was cooked.

The entire circle of cultivators waited for this moment, and when the first drop of oil fell, they all shot out like lightning.

As a result, the phantom in front of him flickered, and a large piece of meat somehow fell into the hands of the old man.

"There are two hits."

Everyone's faces changed slightly, although this old man can blow, he is indeed a master of the way of refining the body.

The old man didn't talk nonsense, he started eating with his head bored, chewing so much that the corners of his mouth were oily, and he insisted that the few people next to him were hungry, waiting for the next piece of meat.

As a result, the second piece of meat somehow fell into the hands of the old man.

The same is true for the third block.

Everyone really couldn't stand it, "Brother, since you are so powerful, let's go and hunt another bison by yourself, it's also enjoyable to eat alone." ”

The old man chewed the meat in his mouth, held the meat in his hand, shook his head, and said:

"No, no, no, do you know how to eat beef with the most flavor?"

"How to eat?"

"Rub other people's food."

After that, I found that the faces of the people around me were not quite right, and the old man was not stupid, so he grabbed the beef and ran away.

"Old thing, next time I touch it, I'll beat you into a pig's head!"

Someone behind him shouted angrily, but the old man didn't care, ran away in one breath, wiped the corners of his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction.

"The third hobby of the old man's life is actually eating and drinking - no matter what kind of food, as long as it is rubbed, it feels extraordinarily fragrant."

At this time, a helpless voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Xiao Tart, you can really toss, I want to find you now, it takes a long time."

The old man's face froze suddenly.

He cautiously turned around and looked at the middle-aged scholar who quietly appeared, a little excited and a little sad.

"Master, your old man is not dead yet?"