Rebirth in the Urban World: I Am the Immortal King

At this time, these children faced Ji Wufeng, like a group of iron-blooded warriors waiting for the commander's inspection. Ji Wufeng was very satisfied, and he felt full of vitality.

Although these children are still young, they are pretentious seeds. They have been planted by him at this time and are taking root and sprouting. One day they will grow into towering trees.

However, Ji Wufeng suddenly saw a dazzling presence among these children. Everyone stood upright and stared at him, but among the crowd, there was a little boy about three years old who was sitting on the ground and dozing off, with a runny nose. It fell down, but was sucked back in by him from time to time.

Ji Wufeng was speechless. Although he was just a child, he was able to sleep soundly in this environment, which was considered unusual.

Seeing the little boy being stared at by Ji Wufeng, a seven or eight-year-old girl next to him immediately kicked him with her legs and whispered: "Old man, old man, get up quickly, the young master is here..."

Unexpectedly, the little one fell down directly on the ground, turned over and changed into a more comfortable position, whimpering: "Don't... don't disturb my sleep, he is sleeping."

Ling Xi's expression changed slightly and he hurriedly prepared to step forward, but Ji Wufeng said: "No, just let him sleep."

The little one is too young. He is still sucking milk at this age on earth. I can't bear to deprive him of the childhood he should have and make him undergo arduous training.

Lingxi said, "Master, this old man is no ordinary child."

Old man? A little kid actually had such a name. Ji Wufeng asked, "What's so unusual?"

Lingxi said: "He seemed to appear in the secret room out of thin air. No one knows his origin. I have checked all the records, but I don't know how he got in."

Ji Wufeng was stunned, is there such a thing?

The secret room is very important, so the inspection of those who enter is extremely strict. Not only must detailed records be kept, but the origins of each person must also be found out.

Otherwise, once someone sneaks into the mix, the trouble will be big.

Lingxi added, "This old man is so old-fashioned and arrogant. He doesn't regard himself as a child at all, and he has never practiced."

Ji Wufeng frowned and said, "In that case, let's get rid of him."

Lingxi shook his head and said: "But some time ago, an old man from the Ling clan entered the age of heaven and human. He was not long in death, but he was easily cured by the old man's spirit, and his energy became extremely strong after that."

Ji Wufeng said: "I'm afraid it's just a coincidence?"

"I thought so at the beginning, but three old people in the clan who have entered the age of gods have been cured by him, and now they all have extremely strong vitality."

The so-called year of destiny is when an old body decays, vitality is about to become extinct, and life comes to an end. This is a cycle of heaven, which is irreversible and cannot be cured by medical techniques.

It is simply unbelievable that this old man spirit can rejuvenate the spirit race in these celestial years.

Hearing this, Ji Wufeng felt extremely surprised. He quickly walked up to the old man and inspected it carefully. He found that he was just an ordinary child, with nothing unusual about him.

However, Ji Wufeng's eyes narrowed. Isn't this little thing too clean?

The so-called cleanliness refers to the power of qi and blood in the old man's essence. Although it is extremely ordinary and weak, there is no trace of clutter in it.

The world is invaded by the mysterious black mist. Human beings living here will inevitably be affected in some way. Everyone has a lot of energy and blood.

There are some complications, even for newborn babies.

This is the same as how plants grow in a polluted environment.

There is indeed something strange about this old man.

Ji Wufeng said: "Take him to my room."

The most dangerous thing is always the unknown. Not knowing what this old man is makes Ji Wufeng feel uneasy.

At this time, a slim little girl stepped forward and carried the old man on her shoulders. It turned out to be Ji Huanyan, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Ji Huanyan was his apprentice when he came to Wanjie, and she was also his first relative. After coming to the territory of the Netherworld Fox Clan, Ji Wufeng was worried that he would be in danger and could not protect her, so he sent her to Shi Yiren. .

After Shi Yiren entered Prince Lie's Mansion, he naturally brought Ji Huanyan over.

Although Ji Huanyan is young, she is the elder sister of everyone in the secret room.

Because of his own experiences, Ji Huanyan's mind was far more mature than that of his peers, and he was ruthless. Even Wu Yun respected this senior sister in the secret room.

The old man was still sleeping soundly, being carried on Ji Huanyan's shoulders. Suddenly he woke up like a frightened cat and said in a panic: "What are you doing? Put me down, put me down quickly." My uncle, come down..."

Snapped!

A cold light flashed, and Ji Huanyan pulled out a sharp blade and slapped the old man hard on the buttocks.

"Hey... ugly woman, if you dare to hit me, I will fight with you..."

Ji Huanyan was whipped with the back of a knife, and the force was very strong. It was estimated that the old man's buttocks were bloody, and he only gasped in pain.

Ji Huanyan said coldly: "If you dare to move again, I will use the blade."

When the old man heard this, he immediately covered his buttocks in fear and said: "No, no, can't I just stop moving?"

The old man saved three spiritual people in their celestial years, which made all the spiritual people more or less grateful for his kindness and would not do anything to him.

But Ji Huanyan would not be polite to him and had already punished him several times.

These people live in the secret room all year round, so there are many living rooms in the secret room, and Ji Wufeng also has his own exclusive room.

Entering his room, Ji Huanyan released the old man's sperm. The little thing immediately jumped up and shouted at Ji Wufeng: "You little bastard, you're here, what kind of disciple do you have? You're like a dominatrix." Yes, you dare to hit me, do you still care?"

Ji Wufeng was startled, why did the old man seem to know him.

Not only that, this guy also talked like an old man, and his old-fashioned look really didn't look like a child. He even called Ji Wufeng a boy.

Ji Wufeng asked: "Who are you?"

The old man curled his lips and said, "You don't care who I am. Now that I've been beaten, I feel very unhappy. Take out all your spiritual fruits and give me some relief."

Ji Wufeng's eyes narrowed, and he actually knew that he had a spiritual fruit on him, so this guy was really too dangerous.

"Huanyan, keep hitting me!"

Sonorous!

The short blade in Ji Huanyan's hand was unsheathed. He held the old man's spirit on his back with one hand, raised the back of the blade and drew it out.

Snapped!

The old man was so beaten that tears came out of his eyes, and he shouted: "Damn boy, you dare to hit me, it's your uncle's fault, I..." At this time, these children faced Ji Wufeng, like a group of iron-blooded warriors waiting for the commander's inspection. Ji Wufeng was very Satisfied, he felt vigorous and energetic.

Although these children are still young, they are pretentious seeds. They have been planted by him at this time and are taking root and sprouting. One day they will grow into towering trees.

However, Ji Wufeng suddenly saw a dazzling presence among these children. Everyone stood upright and stared at him, but among the crowd, there was a little boy about three years old who was sitting on the ground and dozing off, with a runny nose. It fell down, but was sucked back in by him from time to time.

Ji Wufeng was speechless. Although he was just a child, he was able to sleep soundly in this environment, which was considered unusual.

Seeing the little boy being stared at by Ji Wufeng, a seven or eight-year-old girl next to him immediately kicked him with her legs and whispered: "Old man, old man, get up quickly, the young master is here..."

Unexpectedly, the little one fell down directly on the ground, turned over and changed into a more comfortable position, whimpering: "Don't... don't disturb my sleep, he is sleeping."

Ling Xi's expression changed slightly and he hurriedly prepared to step forward, but Ji Wufeng said: "No, just let him sleep."

The little one is too young. He is still sucking milk at this age on earth. I can't bear to deprive him of the childhood he should have and make him undergo arduous training.

Lingxi said, "Master, this old man is no ordinary child."

Old man? A little kid actually had such a name. Ji Wufeng asked, "What's so unusual?"

Lingxi said: "He seemed to appear in the secret room out of thin air. No one knows his origin. I have checked all the records, but I don't know how he got in."

Ji Wufeng was stunned, is there such a thing?

The secret room is very important, so the inspection of those who enter is extremely strict. Not only must detailed records be kept, but the origins of each person must also be found out.

Otherwise, once someone sneaks into the mix, the trouble will be big.

Lingxi added, "This old man is so old-fashioned and arrogant. He doesn't regard himself as a child at all, and he has never practiced."

Ji Wufeng frowned and said, "In that case, let's get rid of him."

Lingxi shook his head and said: "But some time ago, an old man from the Ling clan entered the age of heaven and human. He was not long in death, but he was easily cured by the old man's spirit, and his energy became extremely strong after that."

Ji Wufeng said: "I'm afraid it's just a coincidence?"

"I thought so at the beginning, but three old people in the clan who have entered the age of gods have been cured by him, and now they all have extremely strong vitality."

The so-called year of destiny is when an old body decays, vitality is about to become extinct, and life comes to an end. This is a cycle of heaven, which is irreversible and cannot be cured by medical techniques.

It is simply unbelievable that this old man spirit can rejuvenate the spirit race in these celestial years.

Hearing this, Ji Wufeng felt extremely surprised. He quickly walked up to the old man and inspected it carefully. He found that he was just an ordinary child, with nothing unusual about him.

However, Ji Wufeng's eyes narrowed. Isn't this little thing too clean?

The so-called cleanliness refers to the power of qi and blood in the old man's essence. Although it is extremely ordinary and weak, there is no trace of clutter in it.

The world is invaded by the mysterious black mist. Human beings living here will inevitably be affected in some way. Everyone has a lot of energy and blood.

There are some complications, even for newborn babies.

This is the same as how plants grow in a polluted environment.

There is indeed something strange about this old man.

Ji Wufeng said: "Take him to my room."

The most dangerous thing is always the unknown. Not knowing what this old man is makes Ji Wufeng feel uneasy.

At this time, a slim little girl stepped forward and carried the old man on her shoulders. It turned out to be Ji Huanyan, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Ji Huanyan was his apprentice when he came to Wanjie, and she was also his first relative. After coming to the territory of the Netherworld Fox Clan, Ji Wufeng was worried that he would be in danger and could not protect her, so he sent her to Shi Yiren. .

After Shi Yiren entered Prince Lie's Mansion, he naturally brought Ji Huanyan over.

Although Ji Huanyan is young, she is the elder sister of everyone in the secret room.

Because of his own experiences, Ji Huanyan's mind was far more mature than that of his peers, and he was ruthless. Even Wu Yun respected this senior sister in the secret room.

The old man was still sleeping soundly, being carried on Ji Huanyan's shoulders. Suddenly he woke up like a frightened cat and said in a panic: "What are you doing? Put me down, put me down quickly." My uncle, come down..."

Snapped!

A cold light flashed, and Ji Huanyan pulled out a sharp blade and slapped the old man hard on the buttocks.

"Hey... ugly woman, if you dare to hit me, I will fight with you..."

Ji Huanyan was whipped with the back of a knife, and the force was very strong. It was estimated that the old man's buttocks were bloody, and he only gasped in pain.

Ji Huanyan said coldly: "If you dare to move again, I will use the blade."

When the old man heard this, he immediately covered his buttocks in fear and said: "No, no, can't I just stop moving?"

The old man saved three spiritual people in their celestial years, which made all the spiritual people more or less grateful for his kindness and would not do anything to him.

But Ji Huanyan would not be polite to him and had already punished him several times.

These people live in the secret room all year round, so there are many living rooms in the secret room, and Ji Wufeng also has his own exclusive room.

Entering his room, Ji Huanyan released the old man's sperm. The little thing immediately jumped up and shouted at Ji Wufeng: "You little bastard, you're here, what kind of disciple do you have? You're like a dominatrix." Yes, you dare to hit me, do you still care?"

Ji Wufeng was startled, why did the old man seem to know him.

Not only that, this guy also talked like an old man, and his old-fashioned look really didn't look like a child. He even called Ji Wufeng a boy.

Ji Wufeng asked: "Who are you?"

The old man curled his lips and said, "You don't care who I am. Now that I've been beaten, I feel very unhappy. Take out all your spiritual fruits and give me some relief."

Ji Wufeng's eyes narrowed, and he actually knew that he had a spiritual fruit on him, so this guy was really too dangerous.

"Huanyan, keep hitting me!"

Sonorous!

The short blade in Ji Huanyan's hand was unsheathed. He held the old man's spirit on his back with one hand, raised the back of the blade and drew it out.

Snapped!

The old man was so beaten that tears came out of his eyes, and he shouted: "Damn boy, you dare to hit me, it's your uncle's fault, I..."