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The surface of the lake is rippling with blue waves, and the new branches and green grass are lush.

Hills, caves.

Except that the green color is more intense, it is no different from before.

Three monsters, but not a tiger, a fox and a mouse.

Rather, there is a tiger missing, and a dog is added.

The wild dog spirit came, disappeared for a long time and then came again.

It's still the yellow and black hair, and it's still the bald tail that's half broken.

It's just that his face is gloomy and pale, and it's obvious that he has a wound on his body.

Miscellaneous Fur and the old fox stood opposite it, and their faces were not very good-looking.

The old fox's body has recovered, and his cultivation has improved.

As the saying goes, if it is not broken or standing, once it is dying and seriously injured, it will open the seal in his body a little, and the realm will recover a little.

Although it was not possible to recover the level of the year, the middle stage of bone transformation was still reached.

The two compartments looked at each other, it should be angry, the breeze blew, blowing the grass next to the feet, and the wild blew a few yellow hairs on the gills of the wild dog.

He was upset, angry, and surprised.

I didn't expect the two guys who couldn't look down on him before to dare to do anything with him.

What I didn't expect was that their cultivation had all improved.

The little mouse actually rose from the early stage of enlightenment to the peak! This is a number of steps.

I think he used it for more than 50 years, but how long was this mouse? six months, or eight months? It must have been less than a year.

Although the miscellaneous hair cultivation has improved a lot, and it can even be described as fast, but I don't care too much, there is no difference between the early stage of Qiling and the peak of Qiling, if you want to kill, one move is enough!

What really surprised and valued him was the old fox, whose cultivation in the middle stage of bone transformation was the same as him.

And he could feel that the old fox's realm at this time was stable, not at all like the unstable aura and floating realm that had just broken through.

This is the middle stage! I think it took him nearly a hundred years to stabilize his realm.

A mid-stage of bone transformation comparable to his strength, and a peak of enlightenment, the two combined, are not something he can deal with.

It was a good thing, but it was ruined by this sudden and unexpected situation.

He's here to collect protection money.

On the last trip to the underground palace, not only did it not get anything, but it was not lightly injured.

He has been recuperating since he went back, but the Northern Wilderness lacks medicine, and he has a bad relationship with the human race, and he does not understand the art of medicine and stone.

Therefore, to this day, he still has not been cured, and even left a lot of dark diseases, I am afraid that he will be tired of cultivation in the future, and it will be difficult to improve.

He thought of the old fox, and also remembered Yang Jueyuan and miscellaneous hair.

I thought they should have some herbs or something, or let them go to the Terrans to get some.

But I don't know if they got out of the dungeon alive, the situation was very dangerous at that time, and he barely survived.

So, I came to take a look, but I happened to run into the old fox and miscellaneous hair.

While marveling at their diligence, their hearts are also alive.

Such a speed of progress is based on his own understanding, he does not believe it.

The only possibility is what they got in the dungeon!

Although there are a few more human races behind them, and they are extraordinary, who can be sure that such a large stone chamber, they will not leave anywhere without looking for it, but they will be obtained by these guys?

When the bottom of my heart moves, it is difficult to suppress.

Without saying a word, he shot first. I want to take down the two demons directly, and then ask others.

Unexpectedly, after a fight, it was he who fell behind.

Staring at the old fox coldly, the wild dog struggled carefully, going back and forth between various thoughts.

In the end, he sighed helplessly, he couldn't do it anymore, and it was himself who suffered from it.

I thought so in my heart, but my face didn't show it, I still stared at the old fox's thin cheeks, and whispered, "How did you escape from his hands?"

An inexplicable sentence stunned Zamao, didn't understand what it meant, and turned his head to look at the old fox.

The old fox raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect him to ask this, he hesitated, but there seemed to be a look of fear on his face, and he immediately turned his head to look at the miscellaneous hair.

Seeing that Zamao was also looking at him, his face suddenly became gloomy,

Turning his head, he said coldly to the wild dog: "You don't need to know this, I have my own way." ”

Miscellaneous fur looked at the ugly old fox, blinked his eyes, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he did not squeak, and in silence he fell his gaze to the wild dog again.

The wild dog also looked suspicious, and his eyes were fixed on the old fox, but he could not see anything in his expression.

The three demons looked at each other, or confused, or cautious, or unwilling to talk to each other.

The breeze by the lake shook the grass on the riverbed, swaying back and forth.

The mirror-like surface of the lake also ripples.

The beard on the cheeks and the hair on the body also shook gently.

Maybe there are still thoughts in the bottom of my heart, slowly turbulent.

"Hand it over, or I won't give up!" the wild dogs were the first to break the suffocating silence.

But threatening words have no effect at all.

Miscellaneous hair pursed his lips, with a look of disdain, he had done it just now, and whoever suffered knew it in his heart.

The old fox was not even more frightened, but a smile rose on his cheeks, which were as gloomy as water, "What do you think we have?"

The wild dog's pair of sallow eyes narrowed slightly, and his face became even more ugly, "The things in the dungeon are not so easy to swallow!"

"Hahaha......" The old fox seemed to hear a big joke, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After laughing, a cold light flashed in his long and narrow eyes, and he said fiercely: "Why do I have to tell you what I get, why do I have to hand it over to you?" After speaking, he scolded: "What are you?

Miscellaneous fur nodded hurriedly on the side, expressing his agreement with the old fox's statement, and his thin little face was full of mockery.

The wild dog was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, and his already gray dog face suddenly turned blue, and even the skin at the corners of his eyes was shaking because of anger.

"You're looking for death!" the voice was cold and the tone was cold.

He was already furious to the extreme, for hundreds of years, who in the entire Northern Wilderness dared to make such fun of him?

Jicang Mountain Yunhai was disrespectful to him, so he blocked his mountain gate for half a year, and finally defeated him at the bottom of the mountain and made him admit his mistake.

Luo Feng of the Northern Hades Palace, Luo Lao Wei, that is also a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and his personality is even more arrogant, but what happened later?

Even Dark Moon, the master of the Rakshasa Hall who used the spell technique to shock the Northern Wilderness, had to give him three points of courtesy.

On what basis?

It's not how advanced his cultivation is, if it is about cultivation, except for Yunhai, the other two are stronger than him.

It's not how hard he is in the background, not to mention that the demon clan is scarce now, and there will be no more than thirty Qiling in the entire Northern Wilderness. The big demons who cultivated to be higher than him have long since disappeared for countless years, where is there any backstage?

With that ruthlessness, that fierceness, that tenacity that will not give up until the goal is reached.

With these three strengths, he galloped through the Northern Wilderness for hundreds of years, and his prestige was so great that no one dared to provoke him.

But today, beside this palm-sized lake, two bastards who had just been here for less than a year dared to despise him, despise him, and even insult him!

How could he have suffered it?

"I'm going to kill you......" a roar came out of the wild dog's mouth, and his already shrill voice became even more piercing.