Chapter 1010 Liquidation

Style: Historical Author: Scholar Who Walks the NightWords: 1328Update Time: 24/01/11 17:26:53
Zhuge Xiaobai recalled his happiest days.

It is the day of traveling thousands of miles.

Walk around and see the world.

Look at the world of mortals, the ups and downs of the world.

But since he started taking over some affairs of Wanbao Pavilion, everything has changed.

It seems that everything in the world is just a transaction.

The failure to negotiate a deal is simply because the price is not enough.

Gradually, he began to feel that the emotions between people were also a transaction.

Whoever you make good friends with and who you establish a good relationship with are all for better deals, to gain some benefits or other things.

All relationships have a purpose.

He also has no friends.

The only two are also dead.

But this trip to Daolian’s secret realm.

He saw a lot of emotions in Zhao Wuxu, and they were all so real.

He saw the unconcealed joy in the eyes of Li Chunjun and Zhao Wuhuang when they reunited.

That is true and sincere joy.

It seemed that the friendship at that moment was worth more than all the treasures in the world.

He saw Gu Nanyuan again and the current Demon Lord.

It turns out that love and justice are such enviable things.

Zhuge Xiaobai sighed.

The high sky is extremely dark, and it will be dark.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes on the sky curtain, watching Zhao Wujiang and Xiaobai reunited.

Xiaobai finally let go of his hand.

The eyes it looked at Zhao Wujiang were soft.

But when it looked away and looked at everyone, its eyes returned to coldness, and its whole body was full of solemnity and majesty.

It slammed the ground, and in the surrounding mountains and forests, there were ghosts and shadows, and all kinds of strange shadows were shaking.

This is a gathering of monsters under the almost dark sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

The fire was lit.

Everyone gasped.

In the surrounding mountains and forests, there are demonic beasts holding torches. They vary in strength and race, but they are all uniformly ferocious and murderous.

"Meet the Wolf King!!!" The monster beasts made a uniform sound, loud and echoing in the mountains and forests.

The firelight shone on everyone, and everyone's hearts trembled.

So many monsters respect the monster in front of them as the Wolf King.

It seems that their guess is correct. This Wolf King is one of the mountain kings of the twelve mountain ranges, and is also one of the twelve strongest monsters in the 31st level of the Daolian Secret Realm.

Fortunately, they didn't act rashly before.

"Before." Xiaobai used his wolf claws to support Zhao Wujiang and let Zhao Wujiang sit on his shoulders. His gray-black eyes glowed with a faint green light in the dark night, and he coldly glanced at the people surrounded by the firelight:

"Who is chasing and stopping my eldest brother!"

It and Zhao Wujiang are like master and servant, partners.

It doesn't know how to address him, calling him master is too unfamiliar, and calling him by his first name doesn't feel respectful enough.

So it called Zhao Wujiang its big brother, its boss.

There were sounds of swallowing from the crowd, and many people's hearts were trembling and about to burst.

Sure enough, the Wolf King was blocking here not just to welcome Zhao Wuyan.

Most likely, they knew about Zhao Wuxu's pursuit and blocked everyone here just to settle the matter.

The crowd was in a commotion.

"Who is it!" Xiaobai shouted angrily again, his fangs showing fiercely, glowing coldly in the night.

"Who is it! Who is it!" The monster beasts surrounded by the mountains and forests in all directions shouted angrily, with overwhelming power.

"boom!"

A huge and sturdy figure hit the ground, and everyone's eyes trembled.

A forest tiger that was several times larger than a strong human man stood upright in front of them.

The stripes of this mountain tiger were khaki, and its left eye was sunken without an eyeball. It held an ax in each hand. The ax was stained with blood and even dripping with blood. It was obvious that it had just been killed.

This mountain tiger is much smaller than the Wolf King, but it also gives everyone a strong sense of oppression. It is obviously a respected person.

Shanlinhu tilted his head, holding two axes, and glanced at everyone with his one eye, waiting for the Wolf King's instructions.

The atmosphere was chilly and the crowd commotion intensified.