Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

Heaven, material and earth treasures can be swallowed

Yan Chen and the others haven't seen Sect Leader Chen yet.

First, there was a sharp-eyed casual cultivator, who saw the huge flying boat coming after him from a distance: "Look, is that the person from Xunxianzong?"

Yan Chen followed their line of sight and turned around slowly.

The flying boat was close to their heads.

Many people poked their heads out and looked down at them. Headmaster Chen ordered everyone in the sect to be calm, and jumped off the flying boat on their toes.

The casual cultivators subconsciously moved out of the way.

"You are..." Sect Leader Chen looked at the two brothers, especially Yan Chen, suspiciously after glancing at the group of people.

He has reached the fusion stage, and his lifespan has been improved, why did he suddenly turn into a head of white hair?

"Master." Yan Xing stepped forward.

His face was full of seriousness: "My brother and I returned to the sect this time to seek assistance."

"Uh..." Why is it asking for help again?

No matter how good Sect Leader Chen is, he still has to consider the opinions of the elders in the sect.

The elders are not doing charity, so it's enough to do a favor once, so how many days have passed?Come for help again.

So Sect Leader Chen just replied "Yeah." Then he said vaguely: "You will follow me to the main peak to talk about it later."

He looked at the casual cultivators around him again, and asked, "I don't know why all the fellow Taoists came to me to find the Immortal Sect?"

I can't, and I'm here to ask for help?

The scattered cultivators looked at each other after hearing the words.

The scenes they saw just now made them feel heavy, and at the same time, they made a decision at the same time:

If those pictures are true.

Not to mention donating a few spirit treasures, as long as they can prevent that from happening, that is, let them empty out their family, they are willing!

But with people like them alone, even if they really emptied their homes, compared with the consumption of repairing the gate, I am afraid it is a drop in the bucket.

So, get more people.

Only when the entire cultivation world works together in the same boat can they survive this difficulty.

Xunxianzong has a detached position in the entire cultivation world.

The head of the sect, Chen, is kind-hearted.

If he could initiate the call first, the whole thing would be much easier.

It's just that the three members of the Yan family... Patriarch Yan looked deserted and unsophisticated.

They have all heard of Yan Xing's reputation, so it probably won't be of much use.

As for the old man Yan Pingshan, he communicated very well, but he missed the point.

It will neither draw cakes nor highlight the magnitude of the crisis.

What a tempting opportunity it is to be able to join the Hermit Family, and the result?

If they hadn't asked, he wouldn't have said anything.

This is even more true of border invasions.

If it weren't for the long-distance space jump and the instability of time and space, they happened to see the "future".

Just by saying "invasion", who would have thought that the other party would disturb the entire cultivation world?

This is the result of staying in the world for too long and not dealing with people.

Alas, fortunately they also followed.

For a while, the casual cultivators only felt that they had a heavy responsibility on their shoulders.

It was as if the life and death of the entire cultivation world rested on them.

After all, other people have never seen the scenes of "Future". If Yan Chen and the three of them were to say it, others might not believe it.

They cupped their hands one after another: "I have met Master Chen!"

"To tell the truth, Sect Leader Chen, we came with Clan Chief Yan to ask for help from the noble sect."

Head Chen: Huh? ?

"Is that so..."

Sect Leader Chen's expression froze, and soon he felt that it was not a trivial matter that so many people came to ask for help.

He nodded to everyone: "Then please come with me on the flying boat and go back to my Sovereign Peak to talk about it."

The casual cultivators agreed.

After boarding the flying boat, curious eyes were cast from all directions.

The casual cultivators expressed their determination to Yan Pingshan one by one: "Senior, please forgive me, it was the younger generation's fault before."

"I just saw the future scene, and I will know how selfish it is for us to reject you."

"This is really inappropriate."

"Don't worry, in order to protect the realm of comprehension, we are all willing to contribute a small amount of strength..."

Hearing these words, the elders and high-level disciples of Xunxianzong who listened with pricked ears became even more curious.

What are these people talking about?

It is to forgive sins, and it is to protect the realm of comprehension...

Many people recognized the Yanchen brothers, but it was a pity that they were surrounded by this group of casual cultivators, so it was difficult for them to ask.

The curiosity that was lifted was not appeased in the end.

Feizhou soon arrived at Xunxianzong.

Head Chen dismissed the others, and led the three of Yan Chen and the scattered cultivators to the meeting hall of the main peak.

Besides him, two elders in charge also followed.

"Let's talk." Head Chen pointed out the scattered cultivators to sit down, then turned to ask the Yanchen brothers, "What's going on?"

Yan Chen lowered his eyebrows and remained silent, while Yan Xing glanced at his ancestors.

It was agreed that everything would be communicated by Yan Pingshan, but before Yan Pingshan could speak, a casual cultivator took the lead and said, "Master Chen!"

This person had a rough voice, and head Chen followed the sound to find him, and saw him take out a video stone.

"Master Chen, please take a look at this first!"

Head Chen took it suspiciously.

With the injection of spiritual power, the "future" recorded with the video stone when the casual cultivator jumped in space, reproduced again.

Video Stones have the power to be immersive.

Looking at the scenes around me that are quickly passing by, some are frightening or irritating.

Sect head Chen and the two elders in charge frowned, unable to control their pressure.

A heavy atmosphere enveloped the meeting hall.

The video stone dimmed, Master Chen returned it to the casual cultivator, and asked with a livid face, "Why did you see these things?"

"It was just now, we and Patriarch Yan..."

The casual cultivator glanced at Yan Chen, and quickly told how Yan Chen brought them here from Taiyin Mountain.

Although Master Chen is puzzled by the title of "Clan Chief Yan", his focus is still on the space jump described by Sanxiu.

Yan Chen, although he has been promoted to the combined stage, but not long ago, he was only a small Jindan.

Unexpectedly, so quickly, you can master the recognized esoteric law of space, which is second only to time!

If it wasn't for the other party being a disciple of his own sect, sect head Chen would be jealous.

After being surprised for a while, Head Chen looked at Yan Chen and the others, hoping that they would explain to him:

"You said asking for help, but what do you want me to do?"

Yan Pingshan repeated what he said to the casual cultivators before.

What kind of hermit family with withered population has guarded the gate for many years... Sect head Chen was taken aback when he heard it.

He couldn't help looking at Yan Chen, and felt for a moment that the other person's demeanor and usual personality were indeed as Yan Pingshan said...

Master Chen shook his head.

It does not matter.

He extracted a lot of Yan Pingshan's words, and replied to his own answer, summed up in three words:

Want Lingbao.

And it requires a lot of spirit treasures.

Having seen the scene of Yan Chen devouring the Lingbao before, Sect Leader Chen can accept it.

It's just... how can they persuade Xun Xianzong, and even call on the entire comprehension world, to believe in this matter, and even hand over the spirit treasure for support?

Sect Leader Chen frowned in thought.

Seeing this, the digital casual cultivators thought he didn't want to help, and each of them became a little anxious:

"Could it be that Master Chen doesn't believe it?"

"To be honest, I didn't believe it before. It's just that when the space jumped, all the past events were facts..."

"This future is naturally not fabricated."

"Yes, yes. Traveling through space is exhausting, and it is impossible for Patriarch Yan to have any other strength to control such a huge illusion."

"This is what we saw with our own eyes..."

Head Chen shook his head helplessly: "I don't doubt whether this is true or not, it's just..."

The words of confiding stuck in his throat, and head Chen's eyes lit up.

By the way, isn't this group of casual cultivators in front of you the best example of going from being unwilling to help, to being willing to give Lingbao, and then helping and persuading others in turn?

What is the reason for their conversion?

It is because of the vision of the future.

Even monks are often more willing to believe what they see with their own eyes.

Head Chen and the two elders in charge looked at each other and nodded.

"How about it." He took out several video stones and handed them to the casual cultivator who took out the video stones:

"You re-engraved the previously recorded images on these video stones."

"I will send them to the sect masters respectively."

"After getting in touch with them, we will call together other casual cultivators..."

Head Chen said halfway, Yan Pingshan said: "No, this is too slow."

No matter how many sect disciples there are in the cultivation world, there are no more than a large number of casual cultivators.

It's just that these people are often squatting in a corner, and it is difficult to contact them.

To be honest, it is very difficult to gather the vast majority of casual cultivators based on the influence of the major sects.

So Sect Leader Chen was not annoyed, and asked with a smile, "What good plan does Senior have?"

Yan Pingshan seemed distressed and shook his head.

Everyone regretted it, so they heard a voice with a strange tone that seemed to have been patient for a long time: "I can."

Yan Xing paused, suppressing the excitement that it was finally his turn to play.

Then he continued: "The inheritance I obtained in the South China Sea Secret Realm before is a tower of trials."

"This pagoda can help monks temper their minds, which is very rare."

"I would like to donate it as a trial tower shared by the entire cultivation world."

"In this way, I think there will be many casual cultivators willing to go with them."

"If in the end, we fail to collect enough Lingbao and repair the gate of the realm, we can also use this to enhance the overall strength of the cultivation world and prevent foreign enemies."

"Ancestor, sect master, what do you think?" Yan Xing asked.

"I think it's feasible!" Master Chen looked at Yan Xing with an incredulous look, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Is this a solution Yan Xing could come up with?

Yan Xing let him watch with a wooden face.

Of course Yan Chen came up with this idea, but isn't he currently designing the indifferent and taciturn Yan patriarch?

Anyway, even if Sect Leader Chen felt strange, it was impossible for him to ask outright.

It's okay, it's not a big problem.

The focus of other casual cultivators is on the tower of trials that "can temper the state of mind".

"It turns out that the inheritance secret realm of the South China Sea is Xiaoyou Yan, you have to go!"

They were all envious, and some sighed wistfully: "I've also heard about the secret place in the South China Sea. I thought the inheritance was something like exercises, so I didn't go there. I didn't expect it to be a trial tower."

"You're saying that, as if you can get the trial tower if you go."

Someone retorted in a low voice: "I was also on the trip to the secret place in the South China Sea, but even the Demon Lord was there at that time."

"Yan Xing can get the inheritance, it must rely on real strength."

"Not bad, not bad, the younger generation is awesome!"

Those who sighed before glanced at them:

He didn't believe it, if Yan Xing hadn't said that he would take out the trial tower and make it "open" and "free" for everyone to use.

Would they still say that?

Just a bunch of sycophants.

The monk thought so, and asked Yan Xing: "The Tower of Trials is naturally attractive enough, but there are as many monks in the cultivation world as a cow's hair."

"I don't know, little friend Yan, that your trial tower can accommodate so many people?"

Yes, this is indeed a problem.

When the monks heard this, they all looked at Yan Xing, who nodded firmly: "Don't worry, seniors."

"This tower has nine floors, and the interior is mysterious. The trials are mainly conducted in the form of illusions, so it can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people at the same time."

"That's great!" Master Chen blurted out.

It's a pity that this is an extraordinary period, otherwise, he really wanted to take this trial tower as the property of Xunxianzong.

However, being able to become the head of the sect, head Chen still has a big picture, knowing that now is not the time to pursue personal or sect interests.

The most urgent task is to solve the problem of the boundary gate first.

Sect Leader Chen ordered the elders in charge to take the casual cultivators to find a place to rest for a while, and then spread the video stone to other major sects.

While waiting for the reply, he came to the back mountain of Xunxianzong to invite the ancestor out.

Everything is going on in full swing.

The major sects took the lead, and the minor sects naturally followed suit.

A group of ancestors sitting in the back of the town were awakened, followed Yan Chen and the others back to Taiyin Mountain, and wanted to see the situation of Jiemen with their own eyes.

After confirming that everything Yan Chen and the others said was true, various sects and factions began to spread the news.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and now with these thousand-year-old fritters taking the lead, Yan Chen naturally doesn't need to worry about these things.

After deliberation, the skyscraper was finally placed on a gentle mountain near Taiyin Mountain.

The news of the Tower of Trials spread from one to another.The casual cultivators who were squatting in unknown corners and growing mushrooms also went out one by one.

The mountain range that no one cared about in the past was like flowing water for a while, and monks continued to come here admiringly.

Among them, many casual cultivators chose to join the Yan family, a hidden family that suddenly became famous.

From then on, it was inconvenient for Yan Chen to appear in front of people again.

But that's also a good thing.

Fenyuan can only exist in this realm of comprehension, and he is destined not to be able to ascend.

To avoid other people, Yan Chen lived on the top floor of the library.

Yan Pingshan upgraded the library to a higher level, and only the head of the Yan family can enter the top floor.

Now, Yan Chen only needs to lie on the Lingbao Mountain, pick two delicious ones to eat, and throw the rest directly into the space for transformation.

Then from time to time, pick a time when there are many people to fly out, repair the boundary gate, and then fly back with a weak face.

What a pleasant life.

A year flies by like flowing water. On this day, the ancestors and heads of the various sects gathered in Taiyin Mountain nervously.

It lasted for half a day.

At noon, a streak suddenly appeared in the sky, like ripples of water droplets entering the sea.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Yan Chen said that the boundary gate had been repaired, they were still worried, and all of them focused on the place where the ripples rose.

When the boundary gate was attacked, there were thunderous bangs and it gradually became translucent.

Faintly, several monks could be seen.

However, the other party seemed unable to see them, and his expression gradually became impatient amidst the attacks that happened one after another without incident.

Several people stopped, but did not leave.

Yan Chen stood floating in the air, seeing this, said in a low voice: "Here we come."

When the people around him heard this, they immediately turned serious, and Yukong flew to the gate of the realm.

Opposite the boundary gate, the other monks moved out of the way.

From behind them, a rough male cultivator holding a pair of hammers walked out.

The male cultivator squatted slightly and raised the double hammers.

After brewing for a while, he swung his hammer and smashed it down.

Even if he didn't hear the sound, just looking at the male cultivator's ferocious expression, he could almost hear his roar.

On the side of the boundary gate, a group of monks were also glaring at this man.

Accompanied by Yan Chen's "Get up", they unanimously released their spiritual power.

Not an attack, but pure spiritual power.

These brilliantly colored spiritual powers, like pillars of light, gathered together with the starry sky that emerged at the same time, and then poured into different stars.

Yanping Mountain is among them.

He stared at the opposite side of the gate with wide eyes——

The rough male cultivator's iron hammer seemed to be covered with a layer of lava, and it was only a hair away from the boundary gate.

The dark blue starry sky above his head was turned upside down at this moment.

The night is like the softest and most difficult to break free veil, covering the entire realm gate.

Xingzi stuck into it, melting into the gate like sugar melting in water.

The night covered the boundary gate, but it also blocked Yan Pingshan and the others from their sight.

But at the same time, they all heard screams that seemed to come from far away in the sky, and seemed to come from the opposite side.

There was also an exasperated scolding: "What are you doing? Didn't you say that the other side is at the same level as us?"

"How can you rebound the attack?"

"he died!"

"But when we attacked the boundary gate before, there was no rebound. Is it his own problem?"

"I'll just die, I'm still hurt... Wow! You just want to take away his belongings?"

"What did you say when you asked me to cooperate before?"

"stop!"

"Whoever sees what has no owner has a share!"

The sound became farther and farther away, followed by the sound of short soldiers handing over, and the sound of piercing the air when Faxiu's attack was fired.

These neighboring monks had a dispute over the relic of the male cultivator whose magic weapon was a pair of hammers.

No one noticed that the dark blue substance like a water film seeped in from the opposite side of the gate, gradually covering the entire gate inside and outside.

Then, it completely disappeared into the air.

"In this way, we will never have any future troubles." The voice from the opposite side also stopped abruptly, and Yan Pingshan smiled gratifiedly.

"I would also like to thank you all of you, Tianji."

"Yes, if it wasn't for Patriarch Yan..."

A group of old men gathered together, and once the serious problem in their hearts was resolved, they involuntarily began to look at the younger generation.

"Huh? Where's the head of the Yan clan?"

When the dust settled, Yan Chen was dragged away by Yan Xing.

Half a year ago, Broken Sword—no, it should be renamed Kunlun now, successfully crossed the catastrophe and transformed into form.

When he first transformed, Kunlun still had that indistinguishable appearance that Yan Chen saw at the beginning.

But since they got acquainted with a sect mainly focused on sword repair, and saw how the monks of this sect treat their own swords.

Kunlun has changed.

Literally say something, to experience the growth trajectory of human beings, and it starts from an early age.

For a while, he regarded Yan Xing as his father, for a while, he regarded Yan Xing as his brother, and for a while, he regarded Yan Xing as his grandson.

Decide according to your mood, whatever you want.

Yan Xing went from being unbearably disturbed, to gradually numb, and finally... enjoying it.

Recently, he is learning to weave sword tassels with Yan Chen.

Kunlun used to be naked, not to mention Jiansui, even the scabbard was a street stall in exchange for a few spirit stones.

Today, Yan Xing not only asks Yan Pingshan to make a fully matched scabbard, but also inlaid precious spiritual jade on the scabbard.

He even learned to weave sword tassels from the people of Jianzong.

However, those rough guys in Jianzong are not very skilled.Yan Xing looked at it with disgust, not to mention the increasingly picky Kunlun.

But what he thought about himself was even more unsightly.

Yan Chen couldn't stand it, so he took the job of teaching him to weave sword tassels.

It wasn't a skill he had before.

It seems that in a certain world not long ago, in order to make him happy, an old lady often wove some trinkets out of grass stalks for him.

Yan Chen also learned a few tricks.

Manual work focuses on meticulousness and patience.

After studying for two days, Yan Xing was finally able to restrain his temper, and the sword tassel he made this time was perfect.

There is a shiny jade in the middle, and there are neat and smooth tassels below.

"It's finally compiled."

Yan Xing let out a breath and grinned: "Bro...Kunlun has been urging me eight hundred times a day for the past few days."

He put away the sword tassel, and asked Yan Chen: "I always feel that I will cross the catastrophe in a short time."

"Your cultivation has not increased for half a year, but you have encountered a bottleneck?"

Sky Tower is useful for ordinary monks, but for Yan Xing, the improvement effect will only be greater.

However, in just one year, the two brothers have rapidly risen from the fusion stage to the Mahayana stage.

However, Yan Xing is a complete Mahayana, while Yan Chen is still close to the door.

Rao is so, such a speed, I don't know how many people are envious.

There are still three people left in the Yan family. Once the matter is settled, Yan Pingshan will be crossed soon, and Yan's journey will be fast.

He really wanted to go through the tribulation with his younger brother, and then go to the upper world together.

According to the ancestors, monks in the upper realm still retain the habit of giving honorary titles, and Yan Xing has even thought about the honorary title.

Together, the two brothers are called Black and White Shuangsha.

Yan Xing enjoys his long life.

Yan Chen glanced at him, handed him the sword tassels he had woven, and said with lowered eyes, "I just don't want to cross the catastrophe for the time being."

Yan Xing: "?"

He wondered: "Why is this?"

Yan Chen was serious: "After crossing the catastrophe, if you cultivate to live forever, your appearance will not change again."

"You ascend first, wait a few years, and I will go up to find you."

Yan Xing was shocked.

But soon, he felt that he understood Yan Chen's intentions.

The hazy memory began to recover, and Yan Xing stared at Yan Chen in disbelief: "You still want to be my brother?!"

When Yan Chen was young, he hadn't been infected by the secret art yet.

Even though he has a quiet personality, he will inevitably have conflicts and frictions with Yan Xing, which are common to twins.

For example, who is the older brother?

The remnant soul of the ancestor who guided them said that Yan Xing was the elder brother.

But Xiao Yanchen felt that Yan Xing was too naive, it was better for her to be calm and sure that she was the elder brother.

The two brothers didn't realize how boring the game was until they were five years old, so they gave up fighting.

Yan Xing never expected that his younger brother would still remember such a thing.

Otherwise, how to explain that he doesn't want to ascend for the time being?

At that time, Yan Chen will stay in the realm of comprehension for a long time, and then ascend to the upper realm with an older face than him.

Then they went together to the ancestors.

The ancestors would definitely be more willing to believe that Yan Chen is the elder brother!

Yan Xing looked at Yan Chen with complicated eyes: I never thought that my younger brother would have such small thoughts now.

So cunning!

While feeling nostalgic in his heart, his eyes were stained with smiles, and he announced loudly: "Then I won't cross the catastrophe for now!"

Isn't it just better than anyone else?

The ancestor can endure so many years in the dungeon of the devil world, so can he!

Yan Chen: "..."

Yan Chen: "As long as you are happy."

The ancestors were in a special situation. Now that the Demon Lord is dead, Lei Jie would not have come if you hadn't said no.

The trouble at the gate of the world, ten years later.

There are rumors everywhere in the cultivation world: Clan Chief Yan and his brother Jianxiu, who will cross the robbery first.

The trouble at the gate of the world, 15 years later.

The monks gradually forgot the original crisis.

Because of the special family rules of the Tianji lineage, there are fewer and fewer active clan members.

However, Taiyin Mountain was still within sight of the cultivators—after all, the Tower of Trials was nearby.

But recently, the thunderclouds on the top of Taiyin Mountain seem to be denser.

When the monks went to the trial tower, they couldn't help avoiding this place, lest the thunder that had been struck for several years suddenly lose control and affect themselves.

The trouble at the gate of the world, 50 years later.

The pair of brothers in the lineage of Tianji have not yet ascended.

The monks gradually forgot the Yanping Mountain that soared up on the spot not long after the Jiemen disaster was lifted.

Rumors abound.

Among them, the saying that "the head of Yan Chenyan and Yan Xing, who belong to the lineage of Tianji, were targeted by the Dao of Heaven for repairing the gate of the realm and rewriting the catastrophe" is the most widely circulated.

——Those thunderclouds are the best proof.

The monks have some regrets and some sympathy.

Yan Xing also heard these rumors.

Kunlun has now determined her gender and maintains the appearance of a girl.

After hearing about this, he pulled Yan Xing and asked him to ask Yan Chen if it was true.

Only they know.

Yan Chen's cultivation level, since the disaster of the Realm Gate, has not increased at all even after retreating.

This is strange.

With the abundant aura on the peak of Taiyin Mountain, even if he retreats, it is pure sleep, and it doesn't stop there.

Yan Chen did not expect that such rumors would arise from the outside world.

Very good, push the pot to heaven.

Why didn't he think of it.

Facing Yan Xing's questioning, Yan Chen hesitated and remained silent.

Yan Xing understood.

He and Kun Lun exchanged glances, left Yan Chen with a "wait for me", and left with a heavy expression.

The trouble at the gate of the world, 99 years later.

In a certain ancient secret realm, experienced monks were suddenly collectively transported outside the secret realm.

The secret realm seemed to be split from the inside.

Before they figured out what happened, they saw the terrifying thunderclouds gathering over their heads at an impatient speed.

The monks were frightened and fled in all directions.

After half a day, the thunder calamity dissipated.

The few monks who stayed not far away, watching curiously, saw the appearance of a beam of light representing ascension.

The passage to the upper realm opens.

They exclaimed, eyes full of envy.

But he saw a black-clothed monk with the appearance of a young man, with a disheveled face and a sword, rushing out as if fleeing for his life.

However, behind him, there seemed to be an invisible big hand, grabbing him back with a sword.

The struggling figure of the opponent disappeared into the air.

A few monks watching from a distance, only had time to see his red eyes full of unwillingness.

And a desperate cry: "No!!"

"This man is really strange."

Several monks came out with puzzled faces: "It's the first time I've seen someone escape from ascension."

Someone thoughtfully: "Do you think that person looks familiar?"

The others looked at each other and shook their heads.

The person who spoke shrugged: "That may be because I remembered it wrong, let's go, go back and have a look, the secret realm just now..."

At the same time, Taiyin Mountain.

Today's Taiyin Mountain seems to be extraordinarily quiet, and the few surviving clansmen are doing everything according to their habits.

It wasn't until they went out that they realized that the thundercloud above their heads had quietly dissipated at some point.

As soon as the thunder stopped, this hidden mountain peak once again restored the tranquility of a few years ago.

On a certain cliff at the top of the peak, Song Wenzhen squatted under two ginkgo trees, testing his new magic circle.

The patterns lit up, and Song Wenxuan held his breath.

The "Trace" function seems to have worked, and I saw two figures of six or seven-year-old children appearing in the magic circle.

The two children look exactly alike.

A man in clean white clothes sat quietly on a slightly swaying swing, with a calm expression, but focused on looking ahead.

In the open space ahead, a little boy with dirty clothes and a dirty face was holding a bamboo stick that was longer than his height.

He is playing hard with every move.

"Huh..." Sensing that the thunder stopped, Song Wenxuan looked up suspiciously.

Seeing the light above his head, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, and when he turned his head again, the phantom on the magic circle had disappeared.

"The duration is too short, and it failed again." Song Wenxuan scratched his hair in distress.

And in the past that he didn't know about.

The little boy holding the bamboo stick saw a wolf galloping by freely under the cliff, his eyes lit up.

"It's a dog!"

"Hey! Look at my dog-beating stick!" The little boy shouted in a childish voice, and ran towards the wolf.

Seeing this, the boy on the swing was slightly taken aback.

He brushed off the ginkgo leaves that fell on his legs, and slowly ran behind the former—or sprinted.

"Brother, wait for me..."

"That's a wolf in the late stage of Foundation Establishment."

"You can't beat it..."

The author says:

During this period of time, the physical and mental state is not very good, and the update is also very chaotic;

Open the comment area with a guilty conscience;

As a result, I saw the encouragement from the little angel of the reader, woo, I love you;

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