Chapter 702: Crazy? (2nd Update)

Wukong, Six Ears, and Tongjian are not good stubble, they have always been decisive in killing, and they would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one for the enemy. {with}{dream} ั‰ww{suimะตng][com}

In an instant, the murderous aura was all over the place, and the six ears were like gods and demons, which was extremely terrifying.

Of course, it's more excitement.

The 'madman' in front of him is the eldest of the twelve ancestral witches, Emperor Jiang Ye, who is close to the world-beating figure of the Eight-Step Dao Sect, and he can shock the monks of the Four-Step Dao Sect to death by clapping his hands on weekdays.

But now, he is going to die at his own hands, and it is exciting to think about it.

This era is like this, it is not interesting for the strong to kill the weak, and even tasteless, but a character of an ant, killing a worldly figure, the feeling is simply indescribable and indescribable.

In short, one word 'cool!'

Cool or not, the current six ears are very clear, because his whole person is about to float now.

"Wait!"

But Wen Hao stretched out his arms, but blocked the six ears!

Although Liu'er wanted to kill Di Jiang and became famous, the boss couldn't help but listen to his words, so he could only put the dagger back with an 'oh'.

In his heart, he said with a grudge:

"The boss is too stingy, isn't he? They are already celebrities in this transcendent place, do they still want to compete with me for the credit of killing Di Jiang?"

In the six-eared thoughts, I only heard Wen Hao say:

"He still has a heavy use, now is not the time to kill him, besides, the co-workers and Zhurong who tried to harm Shan'er and Yan'er have learned a lesson, and he will save his life for the time being. โ€

As soon as these words came out, Wukong and the others suddenly felt inexplicable.

Because, this is not in line with the boss's character.

As the emperor of the human race, the boss has always been decisive in doing things, and the grievances are clear, as long as it is an enemy, it is impossible to let it go, but this emperor Jiang is obviously one of the leaders who launched the war between the Wu clan and the human race, why should the boss let him go?

"I see!"

After being stunned for a moment, Wukong spoke:

"Di Jiang is not only one of the leaders of the Wu clan, but also the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Emperors, now the Twelve Ancestral Witches are looking for him all over the street, if he kills him, it will cut off the hearts of the other Twelve Ancestors, and from then on he will be even more lawless, but if he is kept as a hostage, he can blackmail other Ancestral Witches in the future, Boss, am I right?"

Anyway, in his opinion, his analysis is absolutely reasonable, whether others are convinced or not, anyway, he himself is convinced.

"What do you mean, the boss is a shameless villain who wants to take people hostage?"

Before Wen Hao could speak, Tongjian rolled his eyes and said.

Although he couldn't guess the boss's intentions, he believed that the boss would not do such a thing in an upright manner.

"Wukong is right, Dijiang can indeed be used to restrain other ancestral witches, but it is not to coerce, but to make other ancestral witches jealous. โ€

Wen Hao directly explained his thoughts:

"Moreover, for the emperor-level powerhouse, a memory is equal to a life, Di Jiang's loss of memory means that the soul of the past has long passed away, and now he is a new soul, so if it can be used by me, it is not a good thing, of course, if you betray me in the future, it is not too late to kill him. โ€

After all, he is an emperor, not a virgin, he will not raise tigers for trouble, and he has his own ideas in every move.

Now he is in urgent need of manpower, and it is obviously difficult for a strong person like the Seven Steps Dao Sect to be subdued, and now that Di Jiang is in a mess, it is also an opportunity for him to work for himself.

As soon as Wen Hao's words came out, the other three suddenly realized.

At the same time, the heart is even more fanatical and excited.

Are you kidding?

This is the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the leading brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have a wild personality, and they will inevitably enter Wushaling in the future to find the boss's bad luck.

But now, if their boss is their boss's guard, what kind of funny scene will it be for the two to meet in the future?

Thinking of this, Wukong and Liu'er want to laugh!

Even, I can't wait for this day to come.

"This roast chicken is for you, will you come with me? From now on, as long as you follow me, I will ensure that you are well fed and drunk. โ€

The next moment, Wen Hao took out a roast chicken from the storage space and handed it to Di Jiang.

"Roast, roast chicken. โ€

Seeing the roast chicken, Dijiang directly flowed saliva and nodded honestly:

"I'm willing, I'm willing to follow you. โ€

Hearing this, Wukong and Liu'er, you look at me, I look at you, they all secretly gave a thumbs up, and felt that the boss's move was extremely clever.

A roast chicken that has been put for an unknown amount of time has directly subdued a generation of ancestral witch emperors, just ask who can have such ability in this transcendent place?

If any of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were here now, they would definitely lose their big teeth.

"Here you go!"

Wen Hao also counted, and directly handed the whole roast chicken to Di Jiang.

Dijiang immediately took the roast chicken and ate it in a big gulp, obviously hungry.

Seeing Dijiang's eating appearance, Wukong and Liu'er suddenly felt hungry, and said that this roast chicken had been left for a long time, but at this time they also stretched out their hands and tried to snatch the roast chicken.

"For your share. โ€

Wen Hao shook his head helplessly, and directly took out three more roast chickens from the space, and gave them to Liu'er, Wukong, and Tongjian respectively.

So, in this ancient village, the three fierce generals quickly nibbled on the roast chicken.

Of course, there is also a madman who gnaws on roast chicken together - Dijiang.

"Madman, let you go fetch water, what the hell are you doing here?"

At this moment, five or six strong men with bronzed skin walked over, all holding sticks in their hands, and one of them cursed and pointed at Dijiang with sticks!

This is, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!

If it were a normal day, with the respect of the Ancestral Witch Emperor, even a monk would not dare to offend him in the slightest, how could a mortal dare to scold him like this?

Even if Wukong and Liu'er are not used to looking at Di Jiang, they also respect Di Jiang as the Ancestral Wu Emperor, so when they heard this man's scolding, they immediately prepared to shoot these people away.

But Wen Hao waved his hand and motioned for them to eat their own roast chicken.

Seeing the old man's calm and relaxed appearance, Wukong and Liu'er suddenly realized.

They already know what the boss is going to do.

Immediately, he stopped meddling and continued to nibble on roast chicken.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is talking to you, don't you hear? Eat, you know how to eat in a day, Lao Tzu asked you to send you to the underworld to eat. โ€

The strong man roared angrily for a long time, but Di Jiang was indifferent, which suddenly made the strong man furious, picked up the stick in his hand and knocked it down.

The stick in his hand was made of pig iron, and it looked like it was at least more than 200 pounds!

Not to mention human heads, even a cow can be killed.

However, Di Jiang suddenly stretched out his left hand, quickly grabbed it, and grabbed the pig iron rod, which was directly bent down, and was taken by Di Jiang in his hand.

"You. โ€

The strong man was shocked, he never thought that this madman would have such strength, and when he was about to shout angrily, he saw that Di Jiang's eyes were full of red blood and flames, and he wanted to burn the heavens, so frightened that the strong man's whole body was weak, and he couldn't say a word!