Chapter 574

In spaceship one.

The old devil threw the dying lake on the ground, squinting at Wang Hao's party.

It is found that the accomplishments of the people here are all around King Wu. The only one who can't see through the accomplishments is the wooden man.

But a piece of broken wood, no matter how strong it is, how strong can it be?!

Is it possible to cultivate a broken wood to the level of heaven?!

When the old devil confirmed that there was no fragrance in it, and no one was his opponent, he could not help but feel ready to move.

The wood looked at the old devil, couldn't help swallowing, "it's a holy turtle, it's a good thing!"

"How nice?" Wang Hao asked curiously

"Their meat is very tender, chewy, with endless aftertaste. In ancient times, they were the necessary delicacies for VIP guests."

Old devil behind a cool, heart a tremor, there is a kind of instinct impulse to run.

Can think carefully, here again no one is his opponent, what does he have to run!?

Thinking of this, the old devil said angrily, "a little wooden man dare to humiliate me so much. I will not tear you down today and use it as firewood."

As soon as the voice came down, the whole audience gave the old devil a sympathetic look. This is a typical case of not dying, not dying!

However, the body of wood is very deceiving. Who would have thought that a wood man would be a super strong man in ancient times.

Especially when wood doesn't work, it doesn't leak a breath like ordinary people, which makes people unable to associate with experts.

"I'd like to see if you can burn me as firewood or if I can make you a feast." Wood sneers, a flash disappears in place.

The old devil's pupil shrank violently. It's fast. It's really too fast. The breath just revealed is just a God power.

"Everything is a misunderstanding, please forgive me..." The old devil was so scared that he begged for mercy.

But in my heart, I was very depressed. I used to be stared at by incense. After all, there was an old ancestor who ate goods.

But now I'm being stared at by a wooden man. What's the matter?!

Wood didn't give the old devil a chance to react. He grabbed his neck and threw it to the ground.

"Ah..."

At that time, the old devil's hair gave a bleak cry, and his body was constantly changing.

Soon, an old turtle two or three meters long appeared.

At the same time, with the old devil showing his real body, people also smell an attractive fragrance, and constantly stir up people's taste buds.

Wang Hao swallowed his mouth and said, "no wonder it can be rated as a first-class ingredient by the God of food. Before it's cooked, the fragrance has come out."

The wood explained: "the holy turtle naturally likes to eat the spirit grass, the spirit fruit, the flesh body is moistened very delicious, and the older the turtle eats the more fragrant."

Wang Hao nodded suddenly, no wonder that all the major forces did not find the chaos tree on the death star.

But the old tortoise could say that the tree was a treasure. They were born to be sensitive to lingguo and lingcao.

"Please spare your life, elder. It's because little tortoise didn't know Taishan had offended you..."

The old tortoise was so scared that he kowtowed and begged for mercy. At that time, he was beaten to the original shape. If he dared to resist again, he would not be able to get off the pot immediately?!

The wood is not moved. He ate many holy turtles in ancient times. He never said it mercifully.

Even if he is now a wooden man and can't eat the holy turtle, he will never be soft when he should.

The old tortoise was so scared that he cried to Wang Hao, "little brother Wang Hao, I'm the spy you planted beside Li Yunyang. Are you watching me die like this?"

Wang Hao smiled and asked, "then tell me where is the Dragon tomb Li Yunyang said?!"

The old tortoise quickly replied, "Li Yunyang told me that the Dragon tomb will appear on the way to death."

"The road to death!" Wang Hao is stupefied. It seems to be on his way!

"There were four times in ancient times when the Dragon tomb appeared, each time on the way to death," Wood said softly

Wang Hao nodded. "We're going to heaven, so we'll go to the Dragon tomb by the way."

"Whatever you want!"

With a wave of wood hand, I don't know where I took out a kitchen knife.

The old tortoise screamed in horror, "little brother Wang Hao, I have said what I should say. Can't you just watch your partner turn into a dish and be indifferent?"

Wang Hao said with a playful smile, "what does this great God want to do? Do you think I dare to manage it?"

The old tortoise looked up at the wood and begged, "can we go back to the past when nothing happened?"

"Ouch, you are very humorous when you are dying!" Wood sneers: "have you ever heard of the broken string? How can it not even feel like it was before?"

The old tortoise cried, "then we can make this a secret that we can't tell each other!"

Wang Hao rolled his eyes and didn't have a good airway. "I said you two are not finished. Can you show me Jay Chou here?"

"Who is Jay Chou?" Old tortoise, asked the wood curiously.

Wang Hao is speechless, turns around and leaves, waiting for Wang Batang.

The old tortoise hurriedly cried, "little brother Wang Hao, as long as you save me, I will be your spy for free."

Wang Hao turned around and said softly, "this is what you say, not what you are forced to do!"

The old tortoise nodded tearfully. This time, he lost his wife and his soldiers. Not only did Wang Hao fail to win the prize, but he also lost all the future opportunities of Li Yunyang.

Even he has to spend so much time, lurking beside Li Yunyang, sending intelligence to Wang Hao without conscience. It's really a big loss.

But the knife is on his neck, and the pot is not far away, which can not be denied by him.

At the same time, the old tortoise also warned himself that he must not talk nonsense when he sees those who are not impressive.

Lingxiao and others show a certain expression. Those who cooperate with Wang Hao will never have a good ending.

Wood can't help but ask: "you really plan to put so delicious!"

"Is it so delicious?" Wang Hao looks at the old tortoise. They all say that the old tortoise is delicious, which makes him eat like a fiddle.

The old tortoise shook his head in fright. "It's not delicious. It's not delicious at all..."

Wang Hao thought for a moment, "let him go back to Li Yunyang. Remember to draw some blood from him."

The old devil cried in horror, "what are you doing with my blood?"

Wang Hao picked his eyebrows. "Guess!"

Lingxiao and others roll their eyes. What they hate most is Wang Hao's saying, which makes people want to beat him