In the evening, in the dark forest, there is a white stone mandarin duck playing in the water.
The little white pig and the dragon-headed centipede squatted at the junction of the water and the land on the white stone mandarin duck water table, frowning tightly, and their eyes fell on a young man not far in front of them.
"Brother Chulong, why does this kid grow up so fast? He has grown from a human cub to a human young man in the blink of an eye!" Little White Pig frowned while looking at the figure not far away.
"It should have been seven years. Seven years is not worth mentioning to our demon clan, but it is considered a period of time to the human race. After all, the average human monk only has a life span of two to three hundred years. Anyway, little King of Hell I really saved your life and mine. This kind of kindness is too heavy. I don’t know how to repay it in the future. I think what you and I can do now is to try my best to assist the little King of Hell for a period of time, until the Little King of Hell is fully equipped with a certain ability to protect himself. Let's leave again." The dragon-headed little centipede also stared at the young man not far away with his brows furrowed.
"Self-preservation ability? Brother Chulong, don't you think your worries are a bit unnecessary? Little Yama is now a master who can even deal with god-level monsters. Do we still need to worry about his self-preservation ability?" Xiaobai Zhu recalled. The scene where Yuan Honglie's right arm was torn off alive was still deeply shocking.
In Xiaobai Zhu's heart, no matter whether they are demons or humans, as long as they can step into the divine realm, any monk is worthy of respect. No matter what Alang's cultivation level is, it is not easy to just tear off the right arm of a god-level monster. In the view of Little White Pig, the worries of the leading centipede are not only unnecessary, but also slightly conceited.
"King Bai, can you use your pig brain? Look what he has become now!!!" The dragon-headed centipede pointed at the young man not far away, his brows almost twisted into a knot.
"Eh? What's going on? Why is every part of the little King of Hell's body a different color? It's also sparkling! Isn't it a sequelae of practicing the spiritual skills of the Ghost King of All Realms?" The little white pig looked at it. Not far away, he scratched the pig's head as the body parts of the young man's body shone alternately, and he couldn't help but ask.
"No matter how talented he is, the little King of Hell is only a human child with an intelligence of more than ten years old. Moreover, his grandfather who comes and goes without a trace is now missing. After all, you and I have been practicing for hundreds of years. How can the accumulated knowledge of a monster monk from the human race be comparable to that of a human child? Even if you can't give him advanced guidance, you can at least remind him to avoid detours. After all, I saved your life and mine, if this is the case It's really against my will to leave." The dragon-headed little centipede looked at the increasingly weird behavior of the young man not far away and stopped talking.
"Just leave? Where to go? I won't leave. If you want to leave, you can go. Besides, didn't you just say that you wanted to assist the little King of Hell for a while? You have changed your mind just a few years ago? You are too old, Dragon-touching Reptile. Are you heartless?" The little white pig turned to look at the little centipede after hearing his words, his words full of sarcasm.
"You stupid pig, no matter how heartless I am, I will value love and justice more than you! Besides, I just briefly analyzed the intelligence of Little Hell. It seems that I am not wrong. The reason why Little Hell is now On the one hand, this appearance is due to the spiritual skills left behind by the ghost king of all realms, and on the other hand, it is due to the wisdom of his ten years old. Look, can what he is doing now be done by a normal human youth? If a human youth makes such a move, he will be either stupid or crazy!!!" The dragon-headed centipede scratched his forehead helplessly as he spoke, then turned to look at the little white pig.
While the little white pig and the dragon-headed centipede were having a heated conversation, a young man was standing majestically on the water platform of the White Stone Mandarin Duck Playground. This young man was none other than A Lang, whose height, body shape, appearance, and hair had all changed dramatically. At this moment, Ah Lang was naked, straightening his waist, and after a while of accumulating strength, he was facing the white stone water diagonally below.
After a few breaths, the young man Alang shivered and stopped watering. Then he turned and waved to the little white pig and the little centipede not far away, "Little babies, come here quickly. There is a long-haired creature in the water." Weird, you kept looking at me, and I just slapped you away!"
