Hong Huang: I'm An Iron-Eater, I Was Overheard By The Earth

Chapter 1 The Earth and the Iron-eater (New Book Set Sail, Seek Collection)

Pangu opened the sky to break the cosmos, and the turbidity separated the world and the world appeared. The world opened up and everything was reckless.

There is a supreme sacred mountain on the wild land called Buzhou Mountain, which is transformed from the backbone of Pangu and is known as the Tianzhu.

At this moment, beside a cliff on the top of Buzhou Mountain, a fluffy head, half white and half black, with two dark circles, is naive, and the beast with sharp claws is lying lazily here basking in the sun. The first iron-eating beast in the world was accepted by Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, as a favorite of the battle, named: Gungun.

Before crossing, it was called…Forget it, it’s been too long, I can’t remember it anymore, so be it.

“Well, the Wu clan has begun to practice again. It’s a waste of time. I can’t win anyway. Wouldn’t it be nice to have that spare time to help me pick some spirit fruits, ha~” Hearing the sudden movement from below the cliff, it was rolling. He yawned and muttered in his heart.

As a traverser, he is very clear about the next general direction of the world. In the battle of the lich, both sides are injured and unable to compete for the position of the protagonist of the world. In view of the battle of the three races of the dragon and the phoenix Qilin and the battle of the lich, considering If the protagonist does not appear for a day, the predecessor will not be at peace. Therefore, Heavenly Dao feels that he officially named the weak human race as the protagonist of heaven and earth. Therefore, the protagonist of the predecessor returns to the throne.

“Forget it, anyway, the Wu clan still has the pure land of the underworld at the end, so let’s hit it. The big deal will be when I move to live in the underworld.” Thinking, rolled over, his claws placed on the big belly of the owner, and closed. Close your eyes and continue to fall asleep.

When he was asleep, a mechanical sound that had long been blocked by him rang in his mind.

[Ding, the host is sleeping on the salted fish, the salted fish points +1. 】

[Ding, the host is basking in the salted fish, Magic power+1. 】

[Ding, when the host was sleeping, he grabbed his stomach, then turned around, changed the position and continued to salt the fish, the strength of the soul was +1. 】

…

Time passed bit by bit, three hundred years later.

A slender figure came here. The person here was a woman, dressed in a beige dress. The three thousand black silks fell like a waterfall, hanging down between the slender waist, with a beautiful and charming face. Gao Jie.

She walked lightly to the billowing side, looked at it condescendingly, and saw that it was still lying here and sleeping, even with some saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and then she lifted her without shoes. His Yuzu kicked it lightly, and his voice was cold and said: “Get out of the way, wake up.”

“Well, don’t make trouble, you go away.” Rollingly waved its bear paw and hit the woman’s jade feet, then turned around, turned her back to her, scratched her butt, and continued to sleep.

“…”

Seeing this scene, the woman’s frowning brows suddenly wrinkled deeper, and then, her lips lightly opened, and her voice was like a cold voice for a long time and said: “If you don’t get up again, I will kill you to make barbecue. ”

“Aw? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, her voice was very simple and honest: “Master Zu Wu.”

“You are sleeping again, Blood Essence, the great witch I asked you to refining, have you refining?” Hou Tu asked Own Zhan Chong.

“Uh…not yet.” Gungun lowered his head and said with some embarrassment.

It’s not that it doesn’t have the ability to refine the Blood Essence of the Great Witch. After passing through, it binds to the God-level Salted Fish System. As long as it stays in the salted fish state, it can continue to grow stronger. It is also the first iron-eater in the world. The magical powers of the earth, refining a drop of the great witch Blood Essence is nothing to it at all. The problem is…

That drop of Great Witch Blood Essence was so unpleasant. It was recovered by Hou Tu from the corpse of a war-dead wu clan rough man. Gungun didn’t like it, so it didn’t want to eat that kind of food.

Hearing the rolling answer, Houtu slowly clenched the palm of his hand hidden in his sleeve, and then asked it: “How about the witch nerve passed to you, how about your cultivation?”

“Uh… it’s okay.” Gugun lowered his head lower.

“What does it mean to be okay, how far have you been?”

“Reluctantly write down the contents.”

Houtu: “…”

That’s it? So, for three hundred years, you haven’t started practicing yet?

The scene suddenly fell silent, and a solemn atmosphere enveloped here, trembling and shaking, and my heart was very uneasy.

[This baby is an iron-eater, not a witch, what kind of blood essence refining, what kind of witch nerves, can I become stronger even when I lie down? Even if I am your favorite of war and have some marks of the Witch race on my body, you can give me your blood. The blood of the rough guy is too stinky, I really can’t eat it. 】

“Huh?” I was about to teach this stupid guy who didn’t know good and bad. Suddenly, he seemed to hear a strange voice. This voice… actually seemed to say it, but it clearly didn’t speak, and it was useless. Spell transmission, I didn’t feel the slightest fluctuation of Magic power, so, what is going on?

[If I tell the truth, then I ask her for a drop of Blood Essence of the ancestor witch, no, I don’t need Blood Essence, just a drop of blood with decent purity, will she give it? After eating so many spirit fruits, the blood of the ancestor witch hasn’t been eaten yet, or…milk is okay, I, the iron-eater, love animal milk the most. 】

[Well, it really doesn’t work, you will be beaten to death, the Houtu ancestor witch, super fierce! 】

[But what if she just forced me to refining that stinky big witch Blood Essence? I really don’t want to eat it, it smells too bad! As for the witch nerves, it’s dazzling, it’s better to sleep better. If I say that, I will definitely be beaten again. Alas, this baby is too difficult. She has been bullied by her and has no animal rights. 】

The sound exactly the same as Gumun was passed into Houtu’s ears one after another, and her face gradually became a little weird.

She slowly loosened her clenched fist, watching the rolling under her feet, and thought to herself: “It doesn’t refine the Blood Essence of the Great Witch because it thinks it is stinky? The Great Grey Witch…I really don’t like to be clean, it thinks I want my blood, and the witch nerves to be dazzled, don’t you understand it, shouldn’t it, its aptitude is very high, there shouldn’t be situations where you can’t understand the witch nerves, how could it… Oh, it must be too much? I’m lazy, I’m too lazy to watch, I’m too lazy to think about it, so of course I won’t understand it.”

Thinking about it, Houtu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, he opened his eyes and grabbed the billowing space. A roll of jade book flew out of its fur and fell into Houtu’s hands. Then, she lightly scratched the owner’s finger, spilled a drop of Ancestral Witch’s pure blood, let it fly down to the rolling front, and said to it lightly: “Since you have no intention of cultivation the witch nerves, then don’t practice. This drop is My blood, give you five hundred years to refine it. Five hundred years later, I will lead my tribe to attack the monster clan. By then, you will not be trained as a great witch, and you will not have the blood protection of the ancestor witch. If you die, don’t come to me and cry.”

After speaking, Houtu turned and left.

Looking at the beautiful back of her leaving, Kuankuan blinked, and said in his heart: “This time…Aren’t you spanking anymore? Have you changed sex?”