A perfumed pavilion, shaded by green trees, gurgling water, koi carps leaping against the setting sun, and a round table made of black frozen stone on the water-patterned glass floor exudes a soft halo. It is so beautiful that it is a pity that all this beautiful atmosphere,
They were all destroyed by the man in white next to the carved railing.
The man is about thirty years old. He is tall and thin, with a fair face and no beard. His eye sockets are sunken due to indulging in drinking and drinking. He has protruding blue bags under his eyes. His obvious aquiline nose is an eyesore. In fact, if you really look carefully, you can see that the man is not bad looking. However, these factors mentioned above are not enough.
If he gets up, it will appear that this person is cunning, cunning and narrow-minded.
This man is the third master of the Zhou family, Zhou Zhian
Behind him, a middle-aged man with a goatee stood expressionlessly. The aura on his body was almost too weak to be noticed, but his strength made many people daunted. Ziyuan Intermediate Zhu Xian, Zhou Juhua paid a lot of money to
The bodyguard and housekeeper hired by his son, for more than ten years, he has done his best for the sake of money and life-saving grace.
"Uncle Zhu, those two brats aren't dead yet?" Zhou Zhian sneered. He tried his best to keep his emotions and anger hidden, and let his eyes look sinister, but he didn't know that these tricks of his were so ineffective in front of a real master.
How ridiculous!
Zhu Xian bowed slightly and said expressionlessly: "Third Master, it's time for you to take medicine."
"Take medicine, take medicine, you know how to take medicine!" Zhou Zhian roared angrily, and suddenly realized that this destroyed his unpredictable image, he straightened his clothes and restored his expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, a little stiff.
Frankly, "I'm not sick!"
Zhu Xian didn't persuade him, let alone reason with him. He just said stubbornly: "Third Master, it's time for you to take medicine."
"You!" Zhou Zhian brushed his sleeves, feeling angry but unable to do anything. He was grateful to Zhou Ju for taking care of him, but he couldn't stand that man always treating him like a child! He didn't understand. There was an eldest and a second child in the family.
, why does the important task of giving birth to a son fall on him! It’s not that he doesn’t want it, but he hasn’t met a woman he likes yet, and if he wants to give birth to a son, he must be the heir to the family head at birth, and the man will never be a spare wheel!
After passing through the dark forest, Wandering Soul breathed a sigh of relief and clung to Zhou Ju's back, using his back to hide himself, and murmured in a low voice: "When are you going to tell your son?"
"My son?" Zhou Ju corrected him in a low voice with a faint smile on his lips, "No, that's the old man's son."
"Come on!" Youhun rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Which of us is following whom? I have been working with you for how many years! And you are still doing this with me!"
"Haha" Zhou Ju smiled and changed the topic without leaving any trace.
Two flowers bloomed, each representing one branch. After Luo Yan threw out the blood sac, he discovered a very depressing thing. To talk about this depressing thing, we must first talk about the surrounding environment.
This place is already in the depths of the forbidden area, and mid- to high-level spiritual beasts can be seen everywhere. The wasps that may fly over your head are all level 5. The trees in this area are sparse, and they are basically covered with waist-high weeds. They are called weeds.
It's not fair, because Su Qingchen and Qiangwei found a lot of medicinal materials inside, and of course there were poisonous weeds. Plus the place is surrounded by mountains, and there are only a few inconspicuous trails leading to the outside, so the spirit beasts are relatively
It's relatively old, and some of them can't even be named by the erudite Su Qingchen. The summer wind has almost no impact on this place. Everything here is still and terrifyingly dull, and even the air has a smell of decay.
At this time, the sun sets in the west, covering this area with a layer of red gauze, and there are more demons and strange things.
The processed blood sac was thrown on a protruding stone. The stopper was not tightened, and the smell of fresh blood kept coming out, tempting those bloodthirsty animals.
Although the Snow Abyss Beast was only at the ninth level before his death, he was once an emperor-level hero. His blood was naturally extremely delicious to these bumpkins who had never seen the world. But just because it was so delicious, Luo Yan
They're in big trouble
In just two days, Luo Yan and the others had already driven away or deceived three peak-level seventh-level leopards who were looking for a delicious meal, two intermediate-level seventh-level black bears who were trying to fight for it, and five peak-level sixth-level evil jackals who came to share the spoils.
...As for those unlucky beasts who want to be the first to eat crabs, they have long been overwhelmed by the huge spiritual power.
Anyway, it’s so annoying and embarrassing!
"Hey, he's here again!" Ge Sangui screamed, startling Luo Yan who was eating noodles and almost sucked it into his nose.
He quickly put down the bowl and bent down to sneak over to take a look. He saw a petite jackal sneaking up in front of him. He was covered in reddish brown, which was similar in color to the nearby weeds. It was just right to cover his whereabouts, but Ge San had already
I have been paying attention to him for most of the day, so how could I be deceived?
Luo Yan was depressed: "Things that should come don't come, and a lot of things that shouldn't come come!"
Ge San laughed twice: "I don't know who has bad luck!"
"Huh!" Luo Yan rolled his eyes at him and ordered Ah Bu to drive him away angrily.
Abu wiped his greasy paws, grinned, howled, and rushed out without any scruples. He ran to the sixth-level primary red jackal. As soon as Abu's claws flashed, he was about to shoot him. Unexpectedly,
, the cunning-looking red jackal suddenly screamed: "Ah~ How dare you hurt me! The Scorpion King will not let you go!"
"Tsk--" Upon hearing this, Ah Bu turned around abruptly, swung his paw, patted the stone next to him, and divided it into several pieces like cutting tofu. He looked at the red jackal in confusion, and Ah Bu frowned and said:
"Please tell me clearly, who is the Scorpion King?"
The red jackal, who was trembling with fear just now, suddenly got excited. He raised his head like a scorpion and sneered: "Are you scared? If you are scared, just obediently send the blood bag to your grandpa jackal, and then take away the treasure on your body.
Hand them all over and then cut off one of your claws, otherwise, hum!"
Ah Bu looked him up and down weirdly, then stretched out his claws and said, "Pah!" and knocked him away. Then he pounced on him and suppressed him. He grinned evilly and said, "My boss once taught me this."
, when you meet someone who is smarter than you or someone who is hopelessly stupid, don’t say anything, just slap him away with your paw! Talking to them is a waste of life! And you, you think you are the first type of guy, but in fact... you are the second type.
Seed! Tell me, what will Grandpa Wolf do to you? Should he eat you alive and skin you, or cook you alive and eat you again?"