"Chapter Dragon Reptile, please slow down, what do you want to say?" The little white pig followed the dragon-headed centipede all the way to the edge of the courtyard dam.
"Stupid pig, have you guessed it too?" Hearing the urgent cry of the little white pig behind him, the dragon-headed centipede stopped twisting forward, turned around and squinted at the little white pig.
"Guess? Guess what? I don't know what you are talking about..." The little white pig's eyes dodge.
"Okay, stop pretending. Do you still know the legend that is known to the entire Demon Realm? It seems that we have obtained incredible information by mistake. If the legend is true, how will this little King of Hell's future practice be? I'm afraid there will be a narrow escape from death."
"Hey... why are you thinking so much? Let's think about how to leave this Nether Forest first." The little white pig obviously didn't want to continue discussing the legend with the dragon-headed centipede.
"Humph, King Bai, I know exactly what you are thinking. It doesn't matter, since you don't want to talk about it, I don't bother to talk about it. Leaving the Netherworld Forest? Haha, wait slowly, the only hope is in the little King of Hell, you and I are now But a grasshopper on a rope will prosper and lose. I advise you, don't play tricks with me, otherwise you will be doomed to make trouble for yourself!" The little dragon-headed centipede continued to squint its eyes and issue a series of verbal threats to the little white pig.
"Playing tricks? Just you? Haha! That's all, that's all, I'm too lazy to behave like an arrogant and narrow-minded reptile!" The little white pig raised the corner of his mouth, shook his right trotter, and glanced at the dragon head with disdain. The little centipede then turned and walked towards the cabin.
"You!" The little dragon-headed centipede trembled all over as the little white pig choked back with contempt. After struggling for a while, he lowered his head and sighed, then looked up at the night sky that had fallen again.
Inside the wooden house.
"Gifted? What do you mean? No one seems to have praised me like this, right? They usually say that I am useless, disabled, and weird. Well, that's right, there is indeed no one who said that I am gifted." Pan A Lang, who was sitting on the wooden bed, was picking his nose and rolling his eyes as he recalled, "Hey, this sounds quite comfortable. That's right. Talent is talent. It seems that the faucet is the master. He can tell you at a glance. It can be seen that this great immortal is very talented. Hehe..." A Lang became happier and happier as he thought about it, and couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.
A Lang's weird laughter inadvertently spread out of the wooden house. The little white pig who was listening attentively against the door outside the house staggered and almost fell down when he heard A Lang's weird laughter.
"Who? Come in!" A Lang scolded and the little white pig walked into the house obediently.
"Stupid pig? What do you want to do? You must be sneaky, you must not have held it in!"
"My lord, you made the mistake of blaming Xiaobai!" Xiaobai Pig walked into the wooden house and fell to his knees with a very skillful plop, and then demonstrated "Five Body Throwing to the Ground" again.
"Okay, okay, I really can't stand you! Come on, tell me, what's the matter?" Alang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the little white pig's demonstration, and quickly waved his hand to signal the little white pig to get up and talk.
"My lord, Xiaobai has two things to ask for. One is to beg the lord not to practice the immortal level movement and spiritual skills tonight. Xiaobai really can't run away. The other is to beg the lord to reward him with some roasted meat." Come here to eat, Xiaobai’s body is too weak, and he really needs meat to replenish his strength.” Xiaobai Zhu stood up and made a hurried statement. After the statement, he fell to his knees again with a plop.
"Hey!!! Okay, okay, I promise you, go and wait outside. The three of us will replenish our strength tonight."
When the little white pig heard Alang's promise, he got up from the ground and ran out of the wooden house.
An hour later, the aroma of meat filled the entire courtyard.
Alang and the two demon guards feasted on the food for a while.
"Lord, do you think Brother Liuer will come back?"
"I don't know. He probably won't come back. The old monkey seems to value him very much. Speaking of the old monkey, I'm really worried. Faucet, if the old monkey really causes me trouble, you have to come forward! This is all your fault. That's your idea!" Alang gnawed on the skewers of the bird legs in his hand and glanced at the little dragon-headed centipede with a slightly guilty look.
"Hey~ You are so cowardly as a mouse! How dare you call yourself your lord? If you come forward, come forward. The worst is to fight to the death. Instead of being trapped to death in this dark forest, it would be better to be slapped to death by the old ape. But we can also get relief sooner.”
"Oh, faucet, that's what I said, why are you angry? Even if I resist the old monkey's attack, I won't back you down. Besides, with me, Immortal Lang, how can I let you two be trapped to death? Where is this Netherworld Forest? Don’t forget, I said I am the master of this Netherworld Forest! What is a master? You are the master who comes and goes as soon as you talk! After eating, have a good rest. I will take you to meet that person tomorrow morning. What a barrier-breaker. I still don’t believe it, how can I, Langda Immortal, be blocked by a barrier-breaker!”
