Journey to the heavens starting from the fox demon

"Have."

Wang Fugui's father said excitedly: "I just got the news that the lord's maid, Qing Tong, has a close attitude with Wang Yu, and Tu Shan Yaya also has contact with him."

"Father, if you don't believe me, I'll send you a video right away. It should be him."

Then, he voluntarily hung up the phone.

After a while, the masked old man received a video.

The content of the video is the scene of Wang Yu fighting Tu Shan Yaya.

After reading it, the masked old man laughed wretchedly: "Hehehe... Daoist soldiers and sword immortals are actually my grandsons, no, I have to go back and meet my grandsons."

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At this time, the weasel has the urge to scold his mother.

It turned out to be overcast by someone.

One moment he was bragging about his wit, but the next second he was slapped in the face.

"It's so uncomfortable, my head hurts."

The weasel knew that this was Qingtong's neurotoxin attack.

But now it is tightly entangled with spider silk, coupled with the neurotoxin, it is now unable to exert any demonic power.

"Master, what should we do with this weasel? Kill it now?" Qingtong asked.

Wang Yu rested his chin in his hand, thinking about how to get the avatar technique.

However, I learned from the beak beast that the clone of the weasel is completely empty-handed. Although the aura is the peak demon king, it is really only the peak of the little demon king.

It's a whole big difference.

It was wiped out by the three demon kings in a few strokes, leaving behind a yellow hair.

But Wang Yu didn't think so. Isn't this the skill of Monkey King to summon his younger brother?

When I think of pulling a few hairs at random in the future, there will be scenes of a few younger brothers.

Excited just thinking about it.

"But how to deceive it." Wang Yu was in trouble for a while.

Finally made a decision, Wang Yu said: "Qingtong, let it go."

"Okay." Qingtong nodded.

Journey to the heavens starting from the fox demon

Chapter 35 Qingtong's Shock

Without asking too much, with a wave of his little hand, the spider's silk immediately went underground.

Without the bundle of spider silk, the weasel fell directly to the ground.

Opening his eyes weakly, he stared at the pair of dogs and men with almost hatred.

Looking at its appearance, Wang Yu knew that it might be impossible to deceive its avatar technique.

But just giving up like this, Wang Yu was very unwilling.

That was Sun Dasheng's avatar technique.

Worried Wang Yu suddenly slapped his head, how could he forget about the beaked beast.Let the other party directly invade its mind, otherwise it can be set out.

"Fuck, I didn't think of such a simple question."

Wang Yu quickly contacted the Ebeak Beast and asked it to come over quickly.

And the Ebeak Beast was summoned by Wang Yu, and the Ebeak Beast pulled out the Iori Mirror from its stomach very depressed.

Looking at the Yashen Mirror in its hand, the Ebibeak became gloomy for a while.

Because the distance from the Yashen mirror cannot exceed 100 meters, Wang Yu let the Yashen mirror hold it.

But because Wang Yu is the host of the Yashen mirror, Wang Yu is not afraid that the beaked beast will run away with it.

If it really dared to escape with the Iori mirror, Wang Yu would be able to control the Iori mirror to restrict the beak beast.

It's like hitting the magic whip to specifically restrain the list of gods.

No matter how advanced your cultivation is, once you enter the list, even a mortal can beat them with a magic whip.

Not long after, the beaked beast flew back with the Iori mirror.

After all, it can enter the void, and the speed of the beak beast is not covered.

In the resentful eyes of the beak beast, Wang Yu retracted the Yashen mirror into his body.

Winking at it, the beak beast reluctantly came to the weasel's head.

"You...what do you want to do?" Weasel suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the next moment, the two claws of the Ebibeak suddenly stretched out.

All of a sudden inserted into the weasel's head.

It screamed in pain.

There was a trace of struggle in the eyes, and then the weasel's expression slowly became dull, and finally it was like a doll, without the slightest expression.

Standing there blankly.

It was the first time Qingtong saw such a thing, and asked curiously: "Master, is it under control?"

Wang Yu didn't know too well, but judging from its appearance, it should be under control.

"What's your name?" Wang Yu asked tentatively.

The weasel replied mechanically, "My name is Little Weasel."

Wang Yu looked happy, and said to himself: It's done!

Next, it was Wang Yu's inquiry time.

After getting what he wanted, Wang Yu didn't show mercy, and solved it with a single sword.