The next morning.
The warm sun penetrates the foggy sea, and the light gauze covers the red clothes.
Tired birds stand on vines and kudzu, and flying fish cross colorful streams.
In the courtyard of the wooden house, the dragon-headed centipede and the little white pig guarded the barbecue grill and slept all night.
With a bang, the door of the wooden house was kicked open, and Alang walked out of the wooden house confidently in a bird feather costume.
"Little darlings, let's go!" Alang slapped each of the two demon guards as he passed by the dragon-headed centipede and the little white pig.
The two demon guards were stunned for a while when they were photographed. When they were about to have a seizure, they realized that A Lang was about to disappear from sight. Without any hesitation, the dragon-headed centipede and the little white pig quickly stood up and followed them with all their strength.
"My lord, your clothes are very special. Why are you dressed up like this?" The little white pig followed A Lang, staring at the bird feathers all over A Lang's body with curiosity.
"Why? Just to get more bird legs. Look, can you still recognize me?" Alang paused after finishing his words, then squatted down and curled up in a ball.
"Eh? You are just like a bird's egg with hair!" Little White Pig sighed as he looked at A Lang who was curled up in a ball in front of him.
"Fart bird egg! Can it talk? It's called a baby bird! I used to rely on this trick to attract pheasants!" A Lang regained his feet, then looked around, "Faucet, it seems you are right, that old monkey is indeed You didn’t come to trouble me, you probably agreed with what I was doing, so I’m just saying, why don’t people eat meat? Maybe the old monkey will eat it secretly himself!”
"Little King of Hell, I advise you to restrain yourself and not be too arrogant. Although Yuan Honglie has not completely banned you from eating meat, if you act recklessly, Yuan Honglie will definitely take action against you."
"Ouch? Faucet, what are you talking about? What does it mean to act wantonly? I, Immortal Langda, have never been a person who acts wantonly! I will do what I say, and from today onwards I will never harm any monster in the Netherworld Forest again. The most they can lose their lives is to leave them with missing arms and legs!" A Lang vowed when he heard the words of the dragon-headed little centipede.
"you..."
"What are you doing? That's it! Also, faucet, I see you are very interested in the final chapter of the movement and spiritual skills left by the old bastard? Or maybe we can study it together?"
"Research? Haha, you are worthy of being the little King of Hell. To be honest, I am very interested in the final chapter of the body magic and spiritual skills, and my suggestions are extremely important for you to practice the final chapter of the body magic and spiritual skills, but I won't say it now unless Can you take us both out of this dark forest."
"Oops, are you leaving the Netherworld Forest again? After a while, I still don't believe it!!! Is a broken barrier worth being so afraid of you?" After Alang finished speaking, he directly used the Netherworld Ghost Shadow taught by his grandfather, and there was a burst of flashes. Run to the distance.
"Dear me, are you running so fast?" The little white pig couldn't help but sigh as he watched A Lang fleeing away in a burst of aurora and lightning.
Five hours later, the little white pig and the dragon-headed centipede panted and finally found Alang.
"Are we here?" The little white pig saw A Lang not far away, stretching out two fingers of his right hand and poking at the air, as if he was trying.
"If nothing else, we should have reached the barrier wall." The dragon-headed little centipede narrowed his eyes as he stared at Alang Shenshen's nagging behavior, "Let's see what clever tricks the little Hades has up his sleeve."
When the little white pig and the little dragon-headed centipede came to him, Alang took a step back and said, "This barrier wall is really strange. You two try it. I just tried it and it felt a little itchy."
"Itchy? Interesting! Let me try!" the little white pig volunteered, and then stretched out two pig feet to carefully touch the barrier wall.
The moment the little white pig touched the barrier wall, an accident happened.
"Little King of Hell! You!!!"
