Hu Wu strode towards the mist-shrouded cloud, as if there was a ladder to the sky. The usually miserable Hu Wu boss has become illusory at the moment, more like a ghost, gloomy and gloomy, and he feels that he has arrived at the Nai He Bridge, and when the cloud is revealed, it is Meng Po inside. Holding a bowl of soup in his hand, he didn't know if Hu Wuken refused to drink it.

"You're very heavy, can you come down?" said Bu Li, turning his head and squatting on his shoulder, as if he was used to it. This guy, the last time he flew into the void on Du Tianci's leaves, he vomited a lot of meat and eight vegetables, and this time he sat in the teleportation array, he was actually afraid of being like this bear.

Thinking of this, I was happy, a bear, what else could it be if it wasn't like a bear.

Da Hei sneered and jumped off his shoulder, one man and one bear, smoking a cigarette, watching Hu Wu walk into the thick mist.

"Guess what, what kind of mirage dragon is in that cloud?" Bu Li looked at the cloud, since Hu Wu walked in, it was like an ant had fallen into the milk bucket, and there was no trace at all. Combined with the blood-colored brilliance that Bu Li had just seen, Bu Li was a little worried about Hu Wu's safety.

This should be the first time Buli is worried about Hu Wu, in Buli's consciousness, Hu Wu is the kind of gloomy old housekeeper image, not much to say, but omnipotent. When I drove back to the villa, I said a warm "Mayihalpyou, sir." It has an authentic Tangshan London accent.

"I don't know what to do, it has nothing to do with me. I was thinking, if you can put this cloud of Mirage Dragon over your opponent in the future, I knocked on the stick. It will be easier. If you can make such a big cloud, do it in there. I can steal all his pants. "Da Hei's thoughts are more far-reaching and obscene than Buli.

It seems to make sense. Bu Li looked at the white cloud, but he didn't feel that Hu Wu was so laborious just for such a thing. You must know that when Lu Dao had just awakened his bloodline, neither he nor Da Hei had yet begun to cultivate, and no one knew where he would go in the future. But at that time, Hu Wu had already begun to prepare to find the Mirage Dragon, and this Mirage Dragon was necessary.

Could it be ...... Buli looked at the white cloud that was very similar to his "dream", and a thought flashed in his heart. Could it be because the powerful existence in the white mist can come out at any time? The Mirage Dragon is a seventh-order desolate beast, and it is almost one of the top desolate beasts in the Soul Lan Continent, if you can't find a cub. I'm afraid that if he reaches the seventh order, Hu Wu can't wait to take him to the East China Sea to find the Mirage Dragon.

This old man is really loyal. When will human beings be less deceitful and more courageous and loyal like Hu Wu? Bu Li sighed in his heart, people like Hu Wu seem to have a split personality. In front of others, his face is thick and dark, gloomy and ruthless. But in front of his ancestor, he was a brave and loyal clan. For the sake of the powerful existence in the white mist, even if he took out a knife and killed himself, Hu Wu would not blink his eyes.

After a while, it was quiet.

There was still no movement in the white mist. Hu Wu seemed to have disappeared.

"Give me a cigarette to smoke. Suddenly a voice said behind him. The body suddenly tightened, and his right hand had already touched the sharp knife, and he only reacted when he stepped away. The formidable being in the white mist actually walked out of him unconsciously, and asked himself to smoke behind him.

"Uncle. Can you not scare me half to death every time?" Bu Li smiled wryly and handed over a cigarette. But there is some peace of mind in such a strange place. I can't help Hu Wu do anything at all, it's always better to have a strong presence in the white mist.

The formidable being in the white mist held a cigarette and said, "How long has Xiao Wuzi been in?"

"There's a cigarette to make. "Bu Li's calculation is just right, when Hu Wu walked in, he lit the cigarette, and now that a cigarette has just been smoked, the powerful existence in the white mist has come out, do you need to ask?

"That's pretty much it. "The formidable presence in the white mist. Squatted beside Buli and looked at the cloud with Buli.

"Uncle, why did you come out? Didn't you say you wanted to rest?" asked Bu Li a little strangely.

"Xiao Wuzi took a lot of effort to do this time, the Mirage Dragon is not so easy to deal with, I was afraid that something unexpected would happen, so I came out in advance. It's still a little early, but it's okay, my old man is very good. The formidable being in the white mist smoked a cigarette, and his voice was slightly hoarse, with the vicissitudes of an adult male. This is the legendary uncle...... Step away from envy.

It is said that rich and handsome people can only become uncles when they are old, and after they are old, they are old dicks. But look at our uncle, I don't know if Lu Dao has any money, just this bearing, even if there is no money, it is enough to fascinate countless little Lori. Very pure uncle Fan, envy and envy.

"What kind of risk can it be?" Bu Li asked, a little worried about Hu Wu's safety.

"The danger is nothing, with my old man here, even if the ancestor of the Mirage Dragon and their family master plane comes over, he has to kneel and lick me. The formidable being in the white mist smoked a cigarette and said as indifferently as Bu Li.

The word kneeling and licking suddenly lit up. This taste is really heavy. Bu Li also felt that the powerful existence in the white mist was true, and with him, he was still worried.

After taking a puff of his cigarette, Bu Li asked, "Uncle, you said that Boss Hu Wu was looking for a mirage dragon with his intentions, what is the use?"

"You stupid boy, you have a brain just for eating?"

"And kissing. Anyway, I haven't kissed my Cai Xiaoxian yet. Bu Li smiled and said.

"That's right, why did you change your temperament? I remember that you refused to let go from the age of eight to eighty years old, how did you become obsessed with Cai Xiaoxian'er in this life?" said the strong presence and steps in the white mist.

"Uncle, let me ask you what is the use of that thing, eight years old, that is a crime. I'm not going to do anything illegal. "Step off the road.

"Murderer, Cape ......" The powerful presence in the white mist said in a muffled voice, "Why did I come out with a layer of white haze all around me? That's because I'm seriously injured." The white mist is our Tianlan race's racial ability, and inside it is an illusion, which is good for healing injuries, and I can't do without it. If you come out and go around in the Soul Lan Continent and breathe, the Mirage Dragon is the best choice. ”

"Who can still hurt you?" Bu Li guessed that was the truth, but when these words were confirmed from the mouth of the powerful being in the white mist, Bu Li believed that he was right.

"Kill two demigods, and one more powerful than a demigod. Just make it look like this, think about it, it's really a nest, those old guys are almost dead, and no one accompanies me if I want to play mahjong. "The powerful existence in the white mist is indeed a little lonely, and there is no slightest display of the words such as killing gods in the words, but there is a smell of loneliness like snow.

Belch...... Godkiller, are you old man scaring me? Bu Li scratched his head and sighed. The powerful existence in the white mist must be true, but he hasn't reached that level yet, and he can't understand it.

"It's good to come out and walk around. Always healing, stuffy and panicked. Although it is still necessary to take a walk. Bu Li was a little sad to see the powerful existence in the white mist, so he comforted.

"You've said this countless times, but it's a shame. Instead of appreciating it, the formidable being in the white mist cursed. Bu Li is also used to this existence of moody temperament, and he doesn't care, he just smiles, thinking about when he told him, it doesn't seem to be.

"How are you going to get out then?" asked Bu Li. No matter how it comes out, don't always be elusive, what Bu Li wants to say in his heart is actually this.

"When the time comes, I'll talk about it again, and it's the first time I've done this, I don't know, I don't understand, I don't know the way. "The formidable presence in the white mist.

How did the three no's principles change when it came to the mouth of this existence? Bu Li really couldn't catch his words, and when he saw this existence come out this time, he seemed to be a little restless, and every word was choked by himself. Could it be that it was because he asked him why he was injured? This brought up the sad past of the powerful existence in the white mist? If that were the case, he would not be able to say this kind of thing again in the future.

The formidable existence in the white mist did not finish a cigarette, and a white wave swept over from a distance between the sea and the sky. The distance is still far away, and I can't see how huge the momentum is, but just looking at it like this, I feel tight. Could it be that this is the change that the powerful existence in the white mist is talking about?

Sure enough, there was a change. Bu Li's expression was grim, and he returned his hand to hold the horn longbow in his hand. Although the Mirage Dragons on the other side of Zhilu Dao were at least seven or eighth-order desolate beasts, Bu Li had never raised his hand to surrender and directly admit defeat. Even if you lose and die, you have to bite him.

The powerful existence in the white mist was not pretentious, took a deep breath of the cigarette, casually spit the cigarette butt to the ground, and sorted out the black clothes and black clothes on his body, seeing that this step was not wrong to guess, the existence was already ready to make a move.

Only in the white mist can there be a part of the strength of the year, if it was really the powerful existence in the white haze, what kind of demeanor would it be when he killed the gods back then? Bu Li thought about it, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid. (To be continued......)