"Second uncle, I..." The corners of Lao Niu's eyes were slightly moist, and tears were faintly flowing out.
This person was dressed as a scribe and exuded a scholarly air. He seemed not to be a monster, but a scholar full of knowledge. He stepped in the void with great ease. He pointed his finger in the air and stopped the old cow who was about to self-destruct in the void. This shows how powerful he is. Wei Wei
He sighed a few times and said: "Niu'er, dignity is important, but life is equally priceless. You are really too extreme. And Niu Zhan, because your father is the leader of the clan, you are running rampant in the clan. You are a typical playboy.
Why bother with it."
The middle-aged scribe suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Murong Feng, looked at him a few times and said: "You are the eldest brother Niu'er calls him. The mainland has been very popular recently. You dare to destroy the Dao Sect's teleportation array. You are very courageous.
If it weren't for the suppression of some old monsters, you would have been wiped out long ago. Whether you are a human or a monster, keeping a low profile is the first priority. Niu'er has made you his eldest brother. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."
Murong Feng smiled slightly and said: "Senior, I don't agree with this statement. Practitioners who follow the rules are human beings, and those who go against the rules are immortals. They are going against nature. If you worry about everything, calculate the consequences, and still practice p, it will be different from
Fighting with heaven, fighting with earth, fighting with people is endless fun. If you don’t have the determination to be brave and diligent, why bother practicing? It’s better to be a mortal and enjoy the glory of your life.”
"Interesting little guy, you are indeed the guy who dares to destroy the Dao Gate teleportation array. You are not so courageous. It is rare that you don't have the idea of being a human or a monster. Niu'er can't always live under my wings. Only by experiencing the storm
, to reach the other shore, little guy, I am very curious about you to see how far you can go, you just follow me!" The middle-aged scribe's voice seemed unusually calm, and it was obvious that Murong Feng had his approval.
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The Chinese scribe waved his hand, and an invisible force dropped Lao Niu's body. The violent demonic aura calmed down instantly, and the injuries on his body healed quickly. This shows how powerful his methods are. Murong Feng felt vaguely
See, this old demon is definitely not an ordinary existence, and must have a terrifying and abnormal origin.
"Second uncle, I..." Lao Niu's eyes finally couldn't help but shed tears...
The middle-aged scribe had a caring look on his face, patted Lao Niu's shoulder and said: "Okay, Niu'er, don't cry, don't let your elder brother laugh, hurry up and take your elder brother to meet your mother!"
I want to see how great your elder brother is in his medical skills and how he can revive a dead person."
Murong Feng was speechless for a while. Apparently, this middle-aged scholar who looked like a scholar was actually very vulgar! He couldn't help but said: "Senior, as long as the patient is not dead and the body's functions are not destroyed, I can do something about it."
To restore it to its original state, especially my medical method is most suitable for the demon clan. Whether it is birds or beasts, or even spirit demons obtained from vegetation, mountains and rocks, as long as they are not dead, I can save them all."
The middle-aged scribe squeezed the white paper fan in his hand, and said with excitement in his eyes: "Little guy, take this seriously. As long as they are not dead and still breathing, you can save them. Niu'er, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up?
Take your eldest brother with you, why are you so rigid?"
Lao Niu innocently grabbed the back of his head, laughed and said: "Boss, Miss Feng, come with me quickly!"
Murong Feng nodded and said casually: "Let's go! Senior, there is something I want to tell you in advance. After I treated Lao Niu's mother, I can only use my power three times a month, and the last one this month
At this time, I can only treat Lao Niu's mother first. If you want me to treat someone, it seems you can only wait a few days."
The middle-aged scribe was extremely excited at this time and said: "After waiting for so many years, do you still care about these few days? Little guy, please treat Niu'er's mother first. My matter is not urgent, not urgent."
A group of four people headed inside. There was a path along the entire mountain range, and inside was a valley surrounded by mountains. In the valley, flowers were blooming, extremely beautiful, and the bold vitality gave people a peaceful and ethereal feeling.
The houses in the entire valley are all made of wood, and thousands of untransformed calf demons are breathing out their energy, relying entirely on instinctive cultivation.
Murong Feng stretched his waist comfortably and said: "Yes, the environment here is really good, and it is very suitable for cultivating the body! If you get sleepy in the future and retire here, it should be a good choice. I hope seniors will not
I’ll drive you out!”
The middle-aged scribe opened his fan, smiled slightly and said: "Little guy, you can come to our Niu Clan's place if you want. You are our honored guest, haha!"
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the demon cows in front of them. A dozen old yellow cows, about ten feet in size, were galloping in the valley like crazy. Wherever they passed, there were overturned grass and trees, and dust was flying.
The calf demon had no time to escape and died under the hooves of these dozen old scalpers.
"No, everyone, hurry up and leave. This is the cow-crazy disease that has occurred again. Quickly notify the elders to stop them, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!" A bull demon kept shouting with its mouth wide open.
The middle-aged scribe frowned, and a flash of white light turned into dozens of snow-white energy chains, quickly tying up more than a dozen oxen. The dozen or so oxen were restrained, but the four hooves were not there.
It stopped shaking, the huge cow's mouth was foaming, and the fist-sized cow's eyes were red, as if it had been shot with blood.
At this time, several figures suddenly fell from the sky. The two horns headed by them were three meters long and soared into the sky. They were about four meters tall. They carried a black nine-ring sword behind them. White gas erupted from the nose of the bull.
There was a look of helplessness in the big and small bull's eyes, and he casually pulled out the nine-ring sword from his body. The dark sword light surged and was about to fall towards the dozen or so oxen.
The middle-aged scribe, like a phantom, instantly reached the side of the big black man opposite and said: "Brother Niu, do you really want to kill him? Is there no other way? Do you know that they are the only ones in the scalper lineage?
, this disease has been around for a long time, do we really want to kill them?"
The big black man stuck out his blood-red tongue and said: "Brother Qing, don't you know? They are indeed the only ones left in the Yellow Ox lineage, but every time their disease attacks, at least hundreds of our Niu tribe will die. I
As the leader of the Niu Clan, I have to consider my people!"
Murong Feng did not pay attention to the conversation between the two, but his attention was attracted by the dozen or so oxen in front of him. Their hooves were twitching, white ink was spitting out of their mouths, their eyes were red, and all the energy in their bodies was exhausted.
It's like the mad cow disease in the previous life! But these cows are monsters! Can monsters still suffer from this kind of disease that only ordinary bison have?