The lightning arc from the sky hit the big snake's head, and a roasted breath suddenly emerged. The big snake returned to the sacred tree to recuperate.
While Zhu Dahua was still falling, after the big snake returned to the sacred tree, several groups of people flying with swords appeared on the top of the mountain, wearing the robes of their respective sects, swaying like gods and immortals.
"There is such a ferocious beast in the mortal world. It's too late."
"It's okay to be later. Come early to serve the dishes."
Zhu Shicheng followed him here to hide. Thinking of Zhu Dahua being tricked to death, he felt a little uncomfortable, but only a little. He was overshadowed by the joy of destroying the reincarnation of the demon. He hid until all the Feijian monks left, hummed a little song, and looked for the egret. Go too.
Although the egret was not dead, the immortal treasure's body was severely damaged. Half of its body was broken when it was hit by a big snake when it was swimming away. Its belly was as big as a drum. At this moment, the baby in the belly was only separated from the cold wind and snow by a thin film.
Not far away from the baby, Zhu Dahua was lying down with his arms wrapped in ice and snow, surrounded by wolves. A gray wolf with its tail at the end of the pack was holding the unconscious scribbled cat in its mouth. Another wolf strutted away, its teeth bared from the mouth of the pin-tail wolf. Get the meat.
The scrawled cat fell to the ground, and the tail-pinned wolf was frightened and subconsciously wanted to pick up the gift. The strutting wolf was in a good mood and picked up the cat without caring. When the two wolves touched the scrawled cat, their pupils dilated, and they raised their necks to look at each other, and their noses touched each other. It was so intimate that the wolves dislocated their jaws and took a sip of the howling north wind.
"Woo——"
The wolves became confused, their paws were running wildly, and the wind and snow became thicker.
When Zhu Shicheng arrived, the scene was very messy.
Herders tent.
A baby girl was born. Zhu Shicheng wrapped the baby in a roll of sunset. There were delicacies picked on the ground. He picked them up and stuffed them into the baby's mouth. The baby girl cried and refused to eat. Zhu Shicheng gently coaxed,
"It's delicious. Eat more and grow up quickly." The baby was fat and white, pouting and refusing to cooperate.
His patience was gone in an instant. Zhu Shicheng opened the baby's mouth and filled the baby's mouth with the earthy and sandy mountain delicacy. His skillful movements were thought-provoking.
Not far away, Zhu Dahua had already woken up. Next to him was an egret with eyes open and crying.
"What's wrong with you?
I have no idea where we are and whether you can find us or not. "Zhu Dahua grabbed the copper pot, poured out a cup of cold tea, and moistened his dry throat.
After the discomfort was slightly relieved, Zhu Dahua guessed that Zhu Shicheng was responsible for the aftermath. In fact, he was not a bad person. As he went over to talk about some sacred trees, Zhu Shicheng turned his face away with a smile, looking very happy.
"Ah, you're awake. There's a conference over there. You go hire a car and we'll go back." There seemed to be something alive in his arms, probably a puppy. Unexpectedly, he was quite caring.
Then the cat can't stay here, lest it bully the innocent puppies. Zhu Dahua picked up the pink cat that had shrunk after Level 3. The crazy cat who called himself Sajia hadn't woken up yet.
Bailu couldn't believe it no matter what, he, a man, a pure man, was actually pregnant with a child!
How did this happen? I just got closer to that woman in the fantasy world, so why did it go bad!
Although she gave birth after only one day of pregnancy, the psychological damage to the egret was huge, so much so that for a while he would hide away from a female whenever he saw one. This time lasts about three minutes.
Zhu Dahua walked out not far and looked back inadvertently. Zhu Shicheng walked away holding something in his arms. You can catch up if you chase him, but your tolerance for Zhu Shicheng leads to you not being interested and being deceived.
Bai Xiaomei's mouth was full of black mud, her watery eyes were full of anger, she clenched her fists with two meatballs each, and she didn't dare to hit Zhu Shicheng because they were too small.
Real person Yuan Qiong saw through the sky mirror that Bai Xiaomei had been resurrected. She was happy and scolded Zhu Dahua for being blind, but she was also secretly afraid that the young Bai Xiaomei would die in Zhu Dahua's hands again. If Zhu Dahua noticed Bai Xiaomei, the latter would most likely be crushed to death. Not even the soul of the queen is left.
"What kind of thing is summoned by the gods? It actually has such outstanding soul power. If it hadn't been reminded by Lord Long, I would have damaged the foundation by taking action hastily." Master Yuan Qiong thought over and over again and whispered, "There is only one thing in Bai Xiaomei's belly." The soul-splitting knife can deal with her, so don't be careless."
So, Zhu Shicheng received the order to take Bai Xiaomei away from Zhu Dahua.
Another group of people followed, and the compass in their hands pointed to the continuous savanna grassland, "Jiang Nu is here, and her strength is building the second floor."
"Really or not, is the Nascent Soul cultivator really in such a state in the lower realm?"
Three monks, two wearing airbender attire, black robes and red trousers, carrying large gourds and giant swords, with one and two strength foundations.
The one without weapons is wearing plain clothes and holding his arms. Under his crotch is an eighth-level white tiger with star eyes. The driver is on the third level of the foundation.
"Senior Brother Fan, please say something."
"What's there to say? I'm just here to hang out." Fan Wuxin drawled his voice and yawned, as did the eighth-level star-eyed white tiger.
The two Qi Zong monks were speechless. The strongest one didn't want to go up. Why did they have to risk their lives?
"I don't think you can practice cultivation in the lower realm, so you should have brought enough spirit stones." Bai Hu carried Fan Wuxin and turned around to leave. The two foundation-building monks looked at each other and saw the poverty in each other's eyes.
Zhu Dahua returned to the tent, and the egret was nowhere to be seen.
"Depend on."
The egret with a broken left arm had not gone far. Zhu Dahua found him and stopped him, "Where are you going like this?"
"Jianghu."
"Go to hell with you." He kicked and flew away.
After all, they were people who had escaped from death together. Perhaps out of a pitiful and pitiful mood, Zhu Dahua took out a high-grade hatchet and looked down at the tripped egret. She held the handle of the knife firmly with trembling pupils and said,
"Zhu Shicheng said that it won't be painful to reincarnate early. I won't fix you, so go ahead, good brother."
"No, no, no! I haven't lived enough! Besides, I'm not in pain at all!"
"But you are disabled." There was a scene that lingered in Zhu Dahua's mind, that shocking line.
"I am disabled and I am happy, I am disabled and I am proud, it is none of your business, put the knife away, do you hear me!
The egret's legs kept glaring and moved far away.
"Are you really okay?"
"I'm fine!"
That means it's really okay. Zhu Dahua felt a little sad. Bailu pretended to be angry and said, "Do you want me to die?!"
[Strange friendship has been added, the content is 350 points, and the host obtains a bronze treasure chest]
Ah.
Zhu Dahua looked at the egret and wondered: Could he always consider himself a friend?
The egret rolled up in the grass and stood up, "What are you looking at? Let's go find the doctor."
[Host, there are countries and exams nearby. If you join this country, you can take the exam immediately. The difficulty is extremely simple. You can pass it by yourself. If you are a host, you will be fine.]
"don't want."
Seeing that there were not many trees here, Zhu Dahua felt that the place was very poor, so she knocked the egret unconscious with a knife handle, picked it up and left. Zhu Shiquan's place is as warm as a hot blanket, and it is a very suitable place to go back.
The tent was surrounded tightly by big men in fur, each holding a full-moon scimitar.
