Travel through time and become a villain: Heroine, don’t come over!

There was a quarrel, and finally the two parties broke up unhappy.

Of course, Liu Wuwu was not so crazy that he actually sold Hongluan to a brothel.

If the demon clan saint is sold to the land of Fireworks and Willow Lane, it is equivalent to pressing the face of the entire demon clan to the ground and rubbing it. Liu Wuyou is a bastard, not a fool. He will not do such extremely stupid things.

Hong Luan is also average-looking, and Liu Wuyuan thinks she can’t be sold at a good price...

After careful consideration, Liu Wuwu decided to give Hongluan to his adoptive father, Long Zizai.

After being the adopted son for so many years, it seems that I have never given him any serious gifts.

Now Long Zizai has married Long Xiaorou, a direct descendant of the Long family, to him, which is a close relationship. If this is not expressed, it seems a bit unreasonable.

Thinking of this, Liu Wuwu personally untied Hongluan. And asked Qinglin:

"Do you know how to put on makeup? Help me make her look prettier. I'm going to take her to meet a big shot later."

Qinglin: "I am naturally beautiful, why do I need makeup?"

Liu Wuwu looked around and finally set his sights on Leng Ye: "Help her draw."

Leng Ye didn't dare to refute, and silently took out the makeup box from his arms.

Hong Luan was desperate at this moment and could only be at the mercy of Liu Wuwu.

With everything ready, Liu Wuwu dialed Long Zizai's transmission note.

"Du... Du... Liu Xiaozi, what's the matter?"

The sound on the other side was noisy, as chaotic as a battlefield.

Liu Wuyue quickly explained the situation simply and quickly, and finally added: "Dad, if you have anything to do, please do it first."

The person on the other side was silent for a while and said, "Just in time, I also have some things I want to talk to you about in person."

A few minutes later, a space crack appeared in front of everyone.

What followed was an extremely cold and strong wind. This strong wind was as sharp as a knife, shattering tables and chairs wherever it passed, and instantly destroyed the tent where everyone was staying.

Everyone quickly used their skills to resist, and Di Jiyue, who was slightly weaker in cultivation, instantly suffered numerous small wounds on her body. Fortunately, Liu Wuwu's quick eyes and hands quickly pulled him behind him to protect him, otherwise the poor little weasel would have been chopped alive in public.

When the strong wind stopped, two people appeared in front of everyone. A middle-aged handsome guy and a rickety old man.

Both of them were dusty and covered in blood. The handsome middle-aged man held a bloody ball of flesh in his left hand. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a dead human head.

Ignoring the shock, Liu Wuwu hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Dad, you're here."

Long Zizai threw the head to the ground and said casually: "Arrange hot water, I want to take a bath."

"Sect Master Long, please move. I'll make arrangements right away, little monk." Before Liu Wuwu could speak, Zhou Mingshang rushed out.

Liu Wuwu curled his lips and cursed secretly: "Flattery!"

Long Zizai and the hunchbacked old man went to take a bath. Everyone squatted down and surrounded the head.

Zhang Er stupefied curiously and poked it with a branch: "Who is this unlucky guy? He actually died in the hands of the sect master."

Liu Wuyuan sighed softly: "It's worth it for my father to do it himself, or at the worst he must be a master in the integration stage. After hundreds of millions of years of practice, he has ended up like this, how pitiful he is!"

Qinglin frowned and said, "I seem to know this person."

Zhang Er was stunned: "Which boss is this?"

Qinglin didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to lift the bloody head and weigh it.

For a moment, Qinglin's face turned extremely ugly.

Liu Wuyou hurriedly said: "Crazy woman, what's wrong with you? You're just pretending to be a ghost."

Qinglin didn't say anything, but handed his head to Liu Wuwu.

Liu Wuwu subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

His hand sank and he almost fell.

"Oh, let me go, is this head made of iron? It must weigh at least a thousand pounds."

Qinglin explained: "The gravity of the Immortal World is very high, and the bones and muscles are hundreds of times heavier than those of the Xuanwu Continent."

Liu Wuyue was so frightened that he almost threw his head out of his hands.

"You said this head is an immortal?"

Qinglin murmured to himself: "He is the general of the three towns under Tiance Shenjun of Dongyu Palace, Bai Hunyuan!"

At this moment, everyone in Qinglin was numb.

Classification of the fairy world. From low to high they are: human immortal, true immortal, mysterious immortal, golden immortal, Taiyi loose immortal, Taiyi golden immortal, Daluo golden immortal, Tianzun and Zunshen.

Human immortality is the state that can be achieved after surviving ninety-nine heavenly tribulations in the Mahayana period, and above the gods are the four pillar gods.

Because the four pillar gods are fixed, they are not placed here.

Before Qinglin came to earth, his realm was Daluo Jinxian, while Bai Hunyuan's realm was Taiyi Jinxian.

This is Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Even if it is placed in the fairy world, it is the top combat power. Dongyu Shenwang has been operating for tens of thousands of years, and the number of Taiyi Golden Immortals he has recruited is only forty or fifty.

Now that Bai Hunyuan dies, doesn't it hurt more than having his balls cracked?

In addition, there are other things that make Qinglin catch the horse.

Although Qinglin didn't like Bai Hunyuan, he was a solid military general who once single-handedly resisted the siege of the four northern thunder gods.

A character that even King Zhang Shen was full of praise for died in Long Zizai's hands.

Although suppressed by the rules of heaven, Bai Hunyuan's strength is limited to the completion of the Mahayana period.

But the cultivation level is restricted, but the means are not restricted! How on earth did he do it! ! ?

Just when Qinglin was about to express her doubts, she was horrified to find that Zhang Er was about to use an ax to open Bai Hunyuan's head, which made her scream.

"Stupid Zhang Er, what are you doing?"

Zhang Er was trembling in fright and looked at Qinglin angrily: "I'm going to split this head in half."

Qinglin: "You pervert, why would you want to hurt a head?"

Zhang Er stupidly argued: "This head is too big and can't be stuffed into the wine jar."

"Stuff it into a wine jar?"

Zhang Erluzi's explanation made Qinglin even more confused.

Zhang Erzi pointed at Liu Wuwu and said, "Senior brother said that eating the immortal's head can replenish the kidneys. I'm going to use it to make wine."

As soon as these words came out, Qinglin instantly felt the cool breeze whistling behind his head, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet straight to his forehead.

Let’s put the matter of Long Zizi aside for now, these two weirdos are more terrifying, okay?

Qinglin looked at Liu Wuwu: "How did you know that immortals can be used to replenish the kidneys?"

Liu Wuwu: "The higher the cultivation level of the monster, the more energy will remain after death, and the more nourishing it will be when eaten. Immortals and monsters share the same origin. Is it unreasonable for me to say that it nourishes the kidneys?"

Qinglin shook his head without hesitation: "Unreasonable, very unreasonable."

Liu Wuwen continued to lie: "Unreasonable? Then let me change the question. Have you ever eaten the corpse of an immortal?"

Qinglin frowned: "I'm not a pervert."

Liu Wuwen: "Since I haven't eaten it, how can you prove that it has no kidney-tonifying function?"

Qinglin: "This..."

Although he knew Liu Wuwu was talking nonsense, Qinglin couldn't find a reason to refute.