Chapter 180

Seeing Wu Tian's confident appearance, the little guy was surprised and said, "so sure?"

It seems that everything is under control and not worried at all.

"Shit, it's brother. Don't tell me anything. Hum, don't call frog Lord when there's danger in the future." The little fellow snorted.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden, a tiger demon jumped from the bush. It could be three meters high and two meters long. It was very strong and powerful. With only one leap, it would jump to more than ten feet in the air. The big mouth of the blood pot was opened, and the tusks were thick and killed.

At the same time, a wolf demon came flying from the other side. It was four meters long. Its eyes were red and its fierce light was flashing. It was full of disgusting smell.

"The rabbit in the period of pulse extension dare to fight frog Lord?"

The little guy squinted, waved his claws, and sprayed two golden mansions, which directly pierced the heads of the two beasts. The blood flowed like a stream, and it hit the ground with a thump. With a few faint whimpers, he died in the West.

"Sand..."

The monsters hiding in the shrubs and grasses around wanted to wait for the tiger demon and wolf demon to kill the human and go out to share a share. However, seeing that they were so easily killed, they were scared to death and ran away quickly with their tails.

From the sound of footsteps, Wu Tian can tell that there are 50 or 60 monsters hiding in the dark just now. In this way, there are more than 100000 monsters in the whole cave.

This is a terrible number!

The little guy sighed: "I used to feel that the monster in the pulse expansion period was very powerful and valuable. It's a considerable wealth. Why do you see it now? I don't have the desire to put it into the mustard bag. It's really painful."

"The egg hurts?"

Every day, I keep staring at the little guy somewhere.

The little guy closed his hind legs and said angrily, "what are you looking at? You can see the eggs? Shameless fellow

"Well, let's go."

No day smile, no use of Fengshen boots, down-to-earth progress.

The tiger demon was put into the mustard bag, and the little guy looked at Wu Tian. To be correct, he looked at his clothes, then looked down at his lower body, and slowly followed up. However, there was some distress in his golden eyes.

One after the other, they went to the Holy Land in no hurry and ran into a lot of monsters along the way. However, when they saw the first monster, they were dealt with cleanly by the two people, and they all ran away immediately.

If there is only no heaven, they still have the hope of escaping. Unfortunately, they are followed by a small wild beast, and they are extremely greedy. In its eyes, they are all bright essence, so they are not spared.

The little guy took the initiative to attack, and his body shuttled through the herd like lightning. Every time he stayed, a monster disappeared and was included in the mustard bag.

This kind of picture looks rather funny. A small beast with the size of its palm is twisting a cloth bag as big as its head, chasing a group of monsters which are 100 times or even 1000 times larger than it. However, these monsters have no strength to fight back, so they have to run away with their tails.

But in a moment, the first mustard bag was full, then the light flashed and disappeared. At the same time, an empty mustard bag appeared.

Wu Tian Hao said: "I've always been very strange. Where do you put these mustard bags?"

The little guy arrogantly said: "the frog Lord has great powers and is incomparable in the world. You can't think of more. However, for the sake of obsidian and spiritual pulse, it's OK to tell you."

It turns out that although the little guy's body is small, he has a small world in his body. This small world is his stomach. It swallows all the animals in the sky and can devour all things because of this.

The little guy said that when the animal God cliff evolved to its infancy, its stomach formed a space, which was very similar to the mustard bag. It could only store inanimate items, but it was much larger than the mustard bag.

Moreover, this space will change with the improvement of cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the greater the capacity.

Wu Tian also learned that he was shocked by the fact that the body of the animal God and the animal emperor was also in the body of the little guy!

The animal God and the beast emperor have been practicing for more than a thousand years. He has achieved the highest level of cultivation. A drop of blood and a piece of meat can be called a king's medicine. If you can take a few pieces of meat or a few drops of blood, there is no doubt that the perfect state and the ninety-nine extreme state will be achieved immediately.

The little guy is on guard and threatens immediately. If he dares to move the idea of the beast, the beast and the emperor's body, he will immediately break up friendship, and he will not contact with each other when he is old and dead.

"The beast God and the beast emperor have made a new contribution to me. If it were not for them, I would not have been able to evolve successfully. I must have died under the thunder of Jiuyang. What's more, they let me experience the taste of father's love and mother's love. Although it's very short, it's the best time for me in these years."

The little guy was dejected and his eyes were moist.

Wu Tian patted its small head to comfort him. Although he was eager for it, he was afraid that no one in the world could do anything and respect him. He just thought about it.

After half a day, the two people walked hundreds of miles.

This speed can not be described as slow. If you fully expand the speed, it may only take half a minute for a few hundred miles. If you add Fengshen boots, it may only take about 100 interest.The two men walked according to the map, but did not break into the red area, while the white area was just some fierce animals in the pulse extension period. They were all at peace all the way.

Xiuluo hall, Cuishan residence.

"Why, why does the elder brother want to leave the poems and poems again? Is it that the poems and poems are wrong or the elder brother doesn't like poems anymore?"

The little girl curled up beside the pond, her big eyes were red and swollen, and her tears were like a spring. She cried very sad.

She was wearing a mink coat on her small body and her white underwear inside, shivering.

"It's not a good deal. I want to take poetry with me. I don't promise to protect it all my life. I'll never leave it. Brother, you broke your promise. You're a big liar and a liar. I hate you..."

She had been sitting here for a whole half day, and her tears seemed to be endless and endless. The drops fell into the pond, making a clear Ding Dong sound and rippling in circles.

Her big eyes were full of fear. She was afraid that her brother would never come back. She was afraid that her brother would no longer love her and that she would be left alone.

At the same time, there is a deep disappointment.

"Alas

The great venerable stood beside him and sighed deeply. He stayed here for half a day, but his poems never looked up. He never even looked at him. He was talking about his brother in his small mouth.

"My father really failed."

The great master's heart is bitter. His own daughter only cares about an outsider in his heart, but he is indifferent to his father. Such a situation may have happened only to him since ancient times.

"Don't cry, son. Your brother just went to practice and will come back soon. He didn't take you with him because it was dangerous and afraid to hurt you. In fact, he did it for your own good." The great one comforted.

"Poetry will be happy and happy only when you are with your brother. No matter how dangerous it is with your brother, poetry will not be afraid of..."

Hearing this, Da Zun's heart felt inexplicable pain. In order to protect poetry and make her grow up safely, he had to send her to Angel peak, but he did not care about her feelings.

At the beginning, Wu Tian said a word to him, for a child, nothing is more important than parents' love, nothing is more warm than their parents' company.

Since hearing this sentence, he has been greatly touched. In the past six months, he has tried his best to make up for the mistakes he has done in the past, but now it is too late to retain.

At this moment, when he heard the poem say this, he felt very painful and regretful. She had been living alone before. Even if she met at the end of the new year, her happiness and joy might just be forced to smile.

The great venerable sat down beside her and held her in his arms. The poem resisted, but he finally got into the warm embrace and sought comfort.

Will you come back? Can my brother still love poetry? "

The great venerable affirmed: "he will come back. Before leaving, he came to see his father and told him to take good care of you, make you happy and make you happy. It can be seen that he loves you very much."

"Is it? When will the brother come back

The great master pondered a little and said, "maybe one or two years, maybe five or six years, maybe even longer, but he will always think of poetry and never forget it!"

"So long?"

The little girl suddenly raised her head and dried her tears. Her big eyes were bright and clear, and she said, "Daddy, teach poetry and poetry."

"Cultivation?" The great master was stunned and doubted: "why do you suddenly think of practicing? Didn't you like it before?"

"For my brother!"

The little girl looked up at the sky: "in fact, poetry knows that if you go to the beast cave with your brother, you will only drag on your brother and become a burden to your brother. So from today on, poetry should be cultivated and strengthened. At that time, you can help your brother, and your brother will never leave poetry behind."

"As long as you like, father will promise you."

The great master opened his mouth with a smile, but his heart was extremely distressed and agitated. It can be seen that the dependence of poetry on the heaven has reached a level that can not be lost. If the heaven is taken away and the soul no longer exists, how sad and sad the poem will be when he knows it!

Even, you may hate yourself for a lifetime.

Now he really has some regrets. He shouldn't have rolled up the sky. Sometimes he would ask himself, is it worth it to make the living suffer for the sake of a dead person?

However, the steps have already taken, and it is impossible to stop. Even if he wants to give up, others will not allow him. After all, he can not control the Shura hall alone.

"Thank you, Dad."

The little girl showed a smile. If you look carefully, you will find that some aspects of her are gradually changing.

Like an instant grow up, less a naive, more mature.

"Brother, when we meet next time, poetry will surprise you and won't let you leave me again..."www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!