Haotian, who was seriously injured, became even more confused after smashing into a palace, and in the haze, Haotian heard a clear voice:

"Lord Emperor, pick me up quickly, I can help you recover everything you lost. ”

"What have I lost?"

Hao Tian asked subconsciously.

"You have lost your strength, you have lost your dignity, you have lost the admiration of all beings. ”

Haotian muttered to himself:

"I have lost my strength, I have lost my dignity, I have lost the respect of all beings, and I want to get back what I have lost. ”

Haotian said, using his best strength to grab at the black whirring thing in front of him.

Confused, his vision was blurred, so he could only see a black whirring thing, and it was the only thing in front of him.

It took the weak Haotian more than a dozen breaths to grasp the black thing, and then a stream of heat flowed down his big hand to his whole body.

Then he felt a burst of warmth all over his body, and the pain on his body was much better, and the comfortable feeling made Haotian slowly fall asleep.

Wu Zhong and the warriors defending the city finally got impatient after waiting outside the ruins of the Heavenly Emperor for a few hours, but it was definitely not okay to let him leave, he guessed that the big man who entered the ruins was either seriously injured and died, or he got the magic weapon and did not dare to come out.

Wu Zhong asked the warriors defending the city to set up tents on the spot and light a bonfire to barbecue meat.

He felt that letting the aroma of barbecue waft into the Heavenly Emperor's ruins could torment Haotian who had no food or water.

The warriors who defended the city immediately got busy, setting up tents and tents, and lighting bonfires.

There are a lot of domestic animals raised in the Heavenly Emperor City, and the warriors who defend the city carry more than a dozen pigs and slaughter and barbecue on the spot, although the seasoning is only coarse salt, but the aroma of the meat still makes Mao Xiaowei suspended in the sky greedy.

So when a pig was roasted and sprinkled with coarse salt, Mao Xiaowei fell to the ground in a stealthy state, and when the warriors defending the city beckoned Wu Zhong to eat meat, Mao Xiaowei tore off a pork leg roasted to a golden brown, and then flew into the air with the pork leg to continue to feast.

What the warriors of the city defended saw was a roasted pork leg detached from the roasted pig's body, and then disappeared into thin air.

"There are monsters that eat pork legs. ”

A warrior immediately screamed.

Wu Zhong also saw from afar that his favorite pork leg had been stolen, and the guy who stole the pork leg couldn't see it at all, but he concluded that this bastard who couldn't see it was the white-bearded old man who came with the big man.

"I only know that the evil beast that is hiding and hiding, can you dare to fight with the old man in a dignified manner?"

Wu Zhong shouted with his reddened eyes, looking angry.

Mao Xiaowei didn't expect Wu Zhong to care so much about a pig's leg, which made him appetite a lot.

So Wu Zhong scolded for a while, and another roasted pork leg disappeared.

Wu Zhong rolled his eyes angrily, but he was powerless, which made him even more angry.

And Mao Xiaowei, who was gnawing on the pig's leg, received the hatred value of Wu Zhong, a first-class martial artist in the Qinglong Realm.

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

Mao Xiaowei got 5,000 hatred points at once, and secretly rejoiced in his heart:

"Sure enough, the stronger the person, the bigger the temper. ”

Mao Xiaowei thought about continuing to eat the pork leg, because the oil on the pork leg was too big, after eating for a while, a large drop of oil dripped from the pork leg in his hand and was dripping on the head of Wu Zhong, who was screaming and scolding below.

Wu Zhong reached out and touched it, and found that his head was all about lard.

He didn't say a word, and jumped up with his feet, smashing at Mao Xiaowei like a cannonball.

Mao Xiaowei dripped the oil on Wu Zhong's head and knew that Wu Zhong was definitely going to attack him, so he controlled the somersault cloud to dodge in advance, so that Wu Zhong, who jumped up and hit someone, pounced.

Then Mao Xiaowei received a deep male voice from the system:

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

Mao Xiaowei inadvertently gained another 4,000 hatred points, which made him see Wu Zhong's development potential, so he looked around in Wu Zhong angrily, looking for him, he flew to the top of Wu Zhong's head again, and then saved a big mouthful of saliva and spit on the top of Wu Zhong's head.

Wu Zhong was already on guard at this time, he felt movement above his head, and immediately jumped back ten meters, and then he saw a large mouthful of saliva smashed on the piece of pork he had just gnawed.

Wu Zhong looked angrily at the sky again, but still didn't see anything, only the voice echoed in the sky:

"The old man is the ancient sage Yuan Shi Tianzun, today he specially brought the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven to the relics of the Emperor of Heaven to find the magic weapon of the Emperor of Heaven, and you waited for the ants to leave quickly, offending the Emperor's Tianwei, I am afraid that you can't afford it. ”

All the warriors laughed after listening to Mao Xiaowei's words.

Wu Zhong was also laughed at angrily and said:

"Since you are an immortal, why don't you dare to fight with me in a dignified manner, are immortals still afraid of mortals?"

Mao Xiaowei said stiffly

"If the old man doesn't beat you, I'm afraid that I will beat you to death with a punch, the so-called God has the virtue of a good life. ”

Mao Xiaowei's bragging words immediately caused laughter.

All the martial artists smiled and leaned back, making Mao Xiaowei, who had always been thick-skinned, blush a little.

Wu Zhong and Mao Xiaowei were always looking for Mao Xiaowei's location when they were talking.

But Mao Xiaowei never stopped moving when he spoke, so Wu Zhong couldn't lock on to Mao Xiaowei, so he could only provoke Mao Xiaowei with words, hoping to force Mao Xiaowei to appear.

"What a bragging beast, obviously a mouse who is as timid as a mouse, but he has to pretend to be a fairy, can a fairy be so cowardly in front of mortals?"

Wu Zhong continued to agitate.

But the radical method obviously doesn't work for Mao Xiaowei, who has a certain thickness of his face.

Mao Xiaowei simply stopped talking, which made Wu Zhong even more angry, especially when he saw the pork contaminated with saliva.

So Mao Xiaowei heard the sound of the system again.

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong plus one thousand. ”

Mao Xiaowei earned 12,000 hatred points from Old Man Wu in a short period of time, and he was in a good mood, and he couldn't help laughing.

Unbridled laughter echoed in the empty sky, which made Wu Zhong feel even more humiliated, an old face was almost unable to hang up, and a mouthful of old teeth that were about to fall out clicked and clicked.

After a while, Old Man Wu's yellow teeth were crushed by him.

Old man Wu spit out a mouthful of broken teeth depressedly, and hated Mao Xiaowei even more in his heart.

So Mao Xiaowei heard the voice of the system again:

"Hatred from Wu Zhong is increased by 1,000 points. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong is increased by 1,000 points. ”

"Hatred from Wu Zhong is increased by 1,000 points. ”

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