Ten Thousand Worlds Library

Coincidentally, this book was the book Dou Po Cang Qiong that Qin Ming exchanged for him to read before. Qin Ming didn't even have time to read much, so he just put it on the table and forgot to put it back on the bookshelf.

Hei Wuchang walked to the table at this time and followed Bai Wuchang's gaze and looked at the book he was holding in his hand.

"This is a world of fighting spirit. There is no fancy magic, but only fighting spirit that has multiplied to its peak."

interesting.

Hei Wuchang glanced at the contents of this book.

"Ha! Xiao Yan is so lucky, he actually has the spirit of a fighting saint as his master." Bai Wuchang exclaimed.

"This book is good. Now I finally know why this guy Zhu Bajie refuses to leave this bookstore. This book is so beautiful. I don't know what kind of person created it." Hei Wuchang said from the bottom of his heart.

sighed.

"It's amazing. This strange fire can actually burn all souls. If this kind of thing is controlled by our underworld, we don't have to go to such trouble when we usually arrest souls." Hei Wuchang said excitedly.

"It's not Lao Hei. This book is beautiful, but don't poke me in the butt."

"Go away, who stabbed you in the butt? Read your book."

"Hey~ If you return the bucket, am I giving you face?"

"Go away, don't bother me reading."

"Ouch~ Come in... Come in, Lao Hei, damn you, you actually burst... burst, my ass... is crazy..."

Bai Wuchang suddenly collapsed with a look of pain on his face.

Hei Wuchang also noticed something strange at this time. He turned around suddenly and looked behind him with a vigilant expression. Sure enough, he saw two figures.

Because they were so absorbed just now, neither he nor Bai Wuchang paid much attention. The main reason was that the book was so beautiful.

"Who are you?" Hei Wuchang narrowed his eyes and stared at the two human-looking guys in front of him.

Qin Ming said with a smile on his face: "You two, this is my shop. I'm afraid I should ask you this question, right?"

Hei Wuchang paused and glanced at Bai Wuchang, who was being fucked up. He also felt a chill somewhere in his body, and his legs immediately tightened.

No wonder Bai Wuchang just said that he stabbed him. It turned out that someone really stabbed him, and the attack was not unusually cruel.

But then Hei Wuchang was suddenly startled, because he suddenly discovered that the stick that exploded Bai Wuchang looked very familiar.

"You, who...are you?" Hei Wuchang's voice started to tremble when he spoke at this time, and he ignored Qin Ming's words.

Because he was lucky enough to see the stick in front of him once, but that time he saw it when there was a big fuss in the underworld, and he never wanted to see this stick again in his life.

At this time, Liu Er pulled out the stick, shook it, put the golden hoop on his shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, I am not that monkey. As for this golden hoop and that golden hoop, they are the same.

It’s just that these golden hoops come from the Dragon Palace in the North Sea, and his one comes from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.”

After hearing this, the shock on Hei Wuchang's face was replaced by a cruel smile, and he was ready to scare the two humans in front of him.

Although he was panicked just now, Hei Wuchang could also sense that the person in front of him was not Sun Wukong, he just had the same weapon as him.

When Dayu controlled the floods, he left behind the Dinghai Shenzhen in this world, which were four sea areas in the southeast, northwest, and southeast, respectively, and were governed by the four dragon palaces in the southeast, northwest, and northwest.

So after the man with the same weapon in front of him told him the origin of the stick, Hei Wuchang became more certain in his mind that this man was not Sun Wukong.

Since it's not Sun Wukong, then he has nothing to be afraid of.

But Hei Wuchang didn't know that Liu Er not only had the golden cudgel, but also had the same strength as Sun Wukong.