How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

Wu Jinghua looked at Wang Xi and was very excited. After many years, he finally saw his ancestor again.

"Pfft!"

Wu Jinghua knelt down and slammed his head on the ground.

"You are..." Wang Xi fell into a distant memory, "Are you Wu Jinghua?"

He thought of this stupid little fat man. Isn't this a dream?

Why did the little fat man get so old?

"It's me, my ancestor, it's me!"

Wu Jinghua cried with joy.

"Old Ancestor, after so many years, where did you guys go? Why is there no news, and it's been so many years since you've been gone, do you know..."

Seeing Wang Xi, Wu Jinghua immediately poured out the grievances of these years like beans.

Over the years, he has carried too much, and he is the backbone of these years, so he must not show any weakness.

However, when the Pangu Sect had an accident, he was still a child, and he was also afraid of the pursuit and killing of many sects.

Seeing that the disciple in the door was beheaded, he also wanted to cry, and cried out happily.

However, because he is the leader, he is not qualified to cry, all he has to do is to bite the bullet and be strong.

After meeting Zhang Xuan, although he could vent his emotions happily, his relationship with Zhang Xuan was not that close after all.

Seeing Wang Xi now, it is like a child seeing a parent who has been separated for many years. He has hidden the grievances in his heart for many years, and he vented it all at once.

Seeing Wu Jinghua who was kneeling on the ground and hugging him and crying, Wang Xi was a little stunned again.

Is this not a dream?

But... that Demon Dragon ancestor, uncle, uncle...

This…

Wang Xi stared blankly at Wu Jinghua: "Little Fatty, you..."

Hearing the name 'Little Fat', Wu Jinghua cried even louder.

He hadn't heard this title for hundreds of years, and when he heard it again, he felt even more aggrieved.

Wang Xi looked at Zhang Xuan at the entrance of the village. Since this is not a dream, is that senior really the strongest of the human race?

"Senior Zhang, what's going on? Tell me."

Wang Xi carefully transmitted his voice.

"You mean Patriarch? Ancestor Wang Xi, haven't you seen Patriarch?" Wu Jinghua looked at Wang Xi suspiciously and asked.

"Ancestor?"

Wang Xi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head subconsciously.

"You haven't seen your ancestor yet?"

This made Wu Jinghua stunned for a moment.

"Senior Zhang said that he is the master of the three gods?"

Wang Xi's breathing was a little short, but the master had mentioned the matter of the master to him. Unfortunately, he asked to see the master many times, but the master always said sadly that the master had left this world.

At that time, he thought that the master was dead. After all, no matter how powerful a person was or how strong his strength was, as long as it was life, he always had a limit.

Could it be that Shizu really left this world, and now Shizu is back?

Wu Jinghua shook his head, "But sir, he knows three ways to open the sky, and he is so proficient in calligraphy and painting. How can there be such a coincidence in this world?"

"Also, look at this axe, look at this calligraphy and painting, and look at this sentencing pen."

Wu Jinghua said, took out the axe and the sentencing pen, and unfolded a life-saving calligraphy and painting he was carrying.

Wang Xi held the axe and the sentencing pen in shock, and then took out his own sentencing pen, his eyes froze instantly.

The production process is exactly the same!

How can there be such a coincidence in this world?

Is Mr. Zhang really the master?

Wang Xi couldn't wait to unfold the painting, aware of the familiar Dao rhythm contained in it, and his fists clenched even tighter.

Really the master!

Absolutely!

This rhyme is all too familiar!

"Dad, Daddy! Hey, Grandpa Wu, you can do it, come on, come and help me!"

Xiao Nan Nan tore the void and appeared, and when she saw Wu Jinghua, she immediately shouted.

Then dozens of mice were dropped on the ground.

"boom!"

A violent aura rose into the sky.

The cold hairs on Wang Xi's body stood on end, and he looked over in shock.

"Look at the sky mouse!"

The Wangtian Rat Clan, the middle-tier forces in the heavens and the world.

It has always been the backbone of the most hated human race, the heavens and the world pursue the human race, and the Wangtian rat race has always been a pioneer force, because their innate magical powers are mostly related to tracking.

"Dragon Rat Immortal King!"

In the pile of sky-watching mice, Wang Xi saw an old acquaintance at a glance, the Dragon-rat Immortal King.

The Dragon Rat Immortal King, the powerhouse of the Immortal King Eightfold Heaven, and the leader of the Wangtian Rat Clan's defense army, is responsible for defending the Wangtian Rat World.

He fought with the Dragon and Mouse Immortal King many times, and every time he escaped in a daze, the Dragon and Mouse Immortal King was full of energy.

It's a pity that the Dragon and Mouse Immortal King is in a state of misery at the moment, how can there be such a handsome man in the past?

"Nah, what are you doing with so many mice?"

Wu Jinghua looked at the mice in this place in astonishment. There are at least hundreds of them!

Xiao Nan Nan smiled and grabbed the demon dragon ancestor in his hand, "Dad said the little snake is hungry, so I will let Uncle Gouzi take me to catch it!"

"The mice around here are very cute, and they usually play with me. I can only catch them from a distance. This guy, like a dog, wants to kill me!"

Xiao Nan Nan pointed at the Dragon Rat Immortal King and said angrily.

"Wang!"

The dog is not happy anymore, what is 'human-like dog-like'?

Xiao Nannan immediately admitted the mistake: "I'm sorry Uncle Gouzi, hee hee."

The little girl immediately admitted her mistake, "Anyway, he wanted to kill me, so I asked Uncle Gouzi to capture him. Grandpa Wu, go and bake them for me. My little snake is starving!"

"it is good!"

Anyway, the ancestor would not leave at this time and a half, Wu Jinghua waved his hand, put away these mice, and walked out.

"Whoosh!"

A dark shadow flashed by, Long Linshuang came to Xiao Nannan's shoulder, looked at Xiao Nannan flatteringly, and then pointed at Wu Jinghua's storage ring.

"Hee hee, little guy, do you want to eat too? Okay, play with me for a month!"

Xiao Nannan looked at Long Linshuang with a smile, and tugged her bell.

Long Linshuang immediately shuddered, a month?

Isn't this fatal?

However, the blood of those mice was too alluring to her.

Somewhere, there seemed to be a voice telling her that as long as she ate her blood, she would quickly improve.

"How about it?"

Xiao Nan Nan smiled like grandma wolf.

"Squeak!"

What else can Long Linshuang do? Only to be soft.

"Hahaha!"

Xiao Nannan was very happy and put Long Linshuang on her shoulder.

He was arrogant, as if he had won a big victory.

Wang Xi felt that his worldview was impacted.

He looked at the little girl and the dog coldly, this...

Also too powerful!

In order to feed the ancestors of the demon dragon, he directly broke into the world of the Wangtian Mouse Clan, and dignifiedly captured the leader of the defending army.

Such strength is more chic than the ancestors!

Besides, people really keep the Demon Dragon ancestor as a pet!