Chapter Seventy-Seven: Wang Yuqi

Red Boy shook his head, squatted in front of Dong Wuji, put his hand on his foot with a look of disgust, and then pressed slightly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Click!"

"Ahh

"Dong Wuji, let you get scared just now, the tiger is not powerful, you really treat me as a sick cat?!"

The sound of bones shattering, Dong Wuji's screams and Red Child's words were mixed together, resounding through the sky.

Immediately, the red boy put his hand on Dong Wuji's other foot, and his little hand moved slightly.

"Click!"

"Ahh

The terrifying sound of cracking bones and his terrible howl hit the red child's ears with a mighty blast.

"You...... You...... My mother...... No...... Put...... Put...... Over yours!"

Unexpectedly, under such intense pain, Dong Wuji could still stare at a pair of eyes and speak. If it had been a red child, it would have fainted by this time.

"Forget it, I'll kill you with one move, your pain makes me a little unbearable. ”

As he spoke, the red boy's little hand gradually climbed onto Dong Wuji's chest, and then, with a punch, a deep hole immediately appeared on Dong Wuji's broad chest, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was unbearable.

"Well, I didn't want to hurt you, but why do you have to get in my way?" the red boy muttered. However, the three demons are dead, and they can't hear Red Boy's words anyway.

Then, without delay, the red boy got up slowly, glanced at the bodies of the other two guys, and then glanced at Dong Wuji, who was not staring at him, sighed lightly, waved his hand, and the three corpses turned into ashes.

The red boy had a lot of blood on his body, like angry peonies, but he ignored this, and walked straight through the huge square to the antechamber.

The front hall is not big, the furnishings are extremely simple, a famous landscape painting, a rosewood table and a few chairs of what material the red child does not recognize, by the way, there is a tall porcelain vase in the corner.

As soon as the red boy stepped into the front hall, an old man in a black robe appeared on one side of the front hall.

Jindan Great Perfection Cultivation!

The red boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body couldn't help but take a step back slightly.

This old man was different from the previous ones, and he gave Red Boy a sense of crisis. Although this sense of crisis is not very strong, if you can have a sense of crisis, it means that you may be injured in the battle with the other party.

Could it be that the other party is also one of the Nine Heavens?

The black-robed old man looked down at the small red boy, smiled slightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and said, "My name is Zhao Feilong." ”

The red boy raised his head slightly, staring at Zhao Feilong with a solemn face, tensing his nerves, ready to fight at any time. He paused, and then slowly spoke: "Shen Qianchen." ”

The terrible experience told him that now walking in the Ten Thousand Demon City, he must not report the well-known name of "Red Child".

Hearing this, Zhao Feilong stroked the beard that hung down to his chest, stared at the blood stains on the red boy's face, and said with a gloomy smile: "Shen Qianchen, if you kill Dong Wuji, hehe, then you will be in big trouble." Dong Wuji's mother is Xue Guo, the owner of Mingxiang Building, and she is a Da Luo Jin Immortal-level powerhouse. ”

After Zhao Feilong finished speaking, the red boy stood in place for a moment, and secretly sighed in his heart:

No wonder this Dong Wuji cried and shouted to his mother, it turned out that his mother had such a background!

Alas, it's true, he has made so many enemies less than two months after he was born, and there is a terrible fairy king among them. Alas!

Seeing this, Zhao Feilong thought that the red boy was not in a state, so he pinched the trick with his left hand, and in the blink of an eye, a thick hundred-zhang water dragon appeared in mid-air, twisting his body, opening his mouth, and biting towards the red boy with lightning speed.

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In a wing room on the east side of the Red Sleeves Mansion, a richly dressed lady was laughing and talking to a little girl.

The little girl looks eight or nine years old, with a beautiful appearance, although she is not as fresh and refined as Yang Jingshu, nor as charming and moving as Qiao Xiaohan, but the pair of smiling Danfeng eyes under the curved willow eyebrows naturally reveal a rare classical charm, and she is really a temperamental beauty.

The noble lady held a cup of fine tea, her lips opened lightly, and said, "Miss Wang, you said that you didn't stay well in the Holy Demon Sect, why did you come to my red-sleeved mansion?"

"Aunt Hong, don't always call me Miss Wang, just call me Yuqi!" After speaking, the little girl pouted playfully, looking very cute.

Seeing the little girl like this, the lady couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, Miss Wang, listen to you, I call you Yuqi, Wang Yuqi." ”

"Aunt Hong, this is right!" Wang Yuqi smiled, and then took a sip with a cup of tea, "Aunt Hong, I came this time to participate in the competition in the Jindan Division, so I want to stay with you for a few days." ”

"What?Yuqi!You're going to participate in the Jindan Saiqi competition, does Ling Zun know?"

When the lady heard Wang Yuqi's words, she was excited for a while, and the teacup in her hand accidentally turned over.

"My dad knows what, he can't stop me. You must know that I have already conquered the Great Perfection of the Valley, and I am also a master of the Heavenly Clearing. Why can't I go to the Jindan Division?"

Wang Yuqi stared at the lady with a huge reaction strangely and asked with a smile.

After the noble lady waved her hand and asked the maid to clean up this place, she frowned, stared at Wang Yuqi's pair of Danfeng eyes, and said anxiously: "Yuqi, although you have reached the cultivation of the Bigu Consummation Realm in just three or four years after you were born, and you are still above the Nine Heavens, but many of the Tianjiao factions participating in the Jindan Competition Area this time have reached the Jindan Great Perfection cultivation and are still the masters of the first heaven of the Nine Heavens!"

The noble lady swallowed her saliva, took Wang Yuqi's small hand, and continued: "Especially the one from the Divine Demon Sect named Chu Zihan, looking at it from a distance, I feel a sense of annihilation. If you have three longs and two shorts, your father will have to raze my red-sleeved mansion to the ground, and at that time, even your Aunt Hong and I will go to hell. ”

Yes! If the "little master" in front of her suffered any damage during the competition, she would not be able to afford to pay for it herself! Who is Wang Yuqi? The only daughter of Wang Jingtian, the sect leader of the Holy Demon Sect, the Immortal King-level powerhouse! If anyone dares to move a finger of her, hehe, the consequences must be unimaginably serious.

"Aunt Hong, okay! Don't look sad, I'll just go and have fun, when I can't beat them, can't I admit defeat? Anyway, they don't dare to hurt me. ”

Wang Yuqi shook the lady's slender arm and smiled.

"They wouldn't dare hurt me anyway. ”

Wang Yuqi's last sentence gave others a strange feeling, perhaps because of the pride and pride of having a super fairy king father, or maybe it was the sadness of the fact that there were almost no demons who dared to fight with their own strength.

Boom -

Suddenly, an earth-shattering loud noise came into the ears of the two, and the wooden table trembled.

Wang Yuqi couldn't help asking, "Aunt Hong, what's wrong?"

Aunt Hong hurriedly used her divine sense to find out, and then said with a solemn face: "Someone broke into the mansion, and Old Zhao was injured." Then it turned into a blue light and disappeared into the wing.

And Wang Yuqi didn't stay in the wing room for long, and quickly turned into a blue light and chased after him.