"You...you have reached...the Gongji stage?! How is it possible, you are so young..." Black Dragon opened his mouth in disbelief, but soon found that he could no longer speak.

Wu De squinted his eyes, "Huh, go and chat with the Lord of Hell. I'm not interested in nagging you anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu De pointed his finger, and the Black Dragon's neck immediately rotated 360 degrees, and then he closed his eyes and lost his breath. Wu De stretched out his hand and struck at the Black Dragon, and his entire body sank into the ground.

The soil quickly covered it, and then pressed down with a crash, turning into powder. But the ground outside the stilted building became extremely flat, as if it had been repaired.

The black dragon screamed for life, immediately frightening the ordinary Miao people present.

"God bless me Guli!" Suddenly an old man shouted loudly and fell to the ground and knelt down.

"Your Majesty, God bless the Guli and Miao people!"

"The old man will not be destroyed, God will bless you!"

Everyone else followed suit, as if they were meeting the emperor in ancient times, except "Long live, long live, long live, long live". Wu De's eyelids twitched when he saw it, these people are really serious, aren't they just helping them kill a black man?

Young monk? Besides, I basically acted out of selfish motives. If I hadn't fallen in love with Saint Ling'er, I would have been a fool to meddle in this business.

"Everyone, get up, I will protect the Guli Miao Village from now on!" Wu De laughed piercingly a few times, and released some spiritual power to gently lift up the Guli people not far away.

But the group of Blackwater Miao people had already been frightened to death and looked at Wu De stupidly, their eyes full of horror.

Wu De sighed, "Why don't you get out of here?!"

"Thank you God, thank you God..." A group of ruffian Miao people who had just started to make a fuss were now like mud, half crawling and half rolling away. There were more than a dozen people on the road outside the yard.

As soon as a few people opened the car door, they heard Wu De's voice ringing in their ears.

"Still want to drive? Humph, everything will be confiscated!"

Now a group of Heishui Miao ruffians were in trouble. Gulimiao is more than 300 kilometers away from Heishui Miao, and they are all on mountain roads. It takes seven or eight hours to drive, let alone walk?

Wu De stood on the stilted building and waved to the Miao people of the Guli ethnic group, "Fellow folks, those cars outside are my meeting gifts for everyone. Whoever has the connections will take them out and sell them, and the money will be divided equally among the people.

Every one!”

"Thank you God, thank you God!" It was the old man who took the lead again. Everyone was grateful to Wu De and happily ran out to discuss selling the car.

The yard suddenly became empty, and Wu De also took the time to enter the house with Saint Ling'er. This stilted building made of bamboo strips was very large, with a floor area of ​​about 140 to 50 square meters, and five bedrooms and one living room, which was quite spacious.

.The furniture inside is also fully equipped, but the facilities are relatively simple compared to those in cities.

Wu De pointed at the computer in the living room and said with a smile: "Sister Ling'er, I asked my master to spend a lot of money to buy a computer, but the old man loves to play more than me. Hey, do you also like to watch blockbuster videos?

ah?"

As soon as these words came out, Saint Ling'er's face immediately changed, and the slight redness was very irritating.

The block broadcast artifact has now spread to the whole of China. No matter how simple a person is, under the influence of the people around him, he knows why this artifact exists. If someone says: "I only download block broadcast to watch blockbusters, I never watch them."
Chapter completed!