Under one person: An eight-year-old thunderstorm shocked the Heavenly Master

On the third day of Luo Tian Dajiao, night.

The woods behind the mountain.

The king was holding his knees, panting.

His head was covered with sweat.

"I'll go, those women are cultivating something, they have so much physical strength

...", "I'm tired to death...",

and then he looked around.

Those hardcore fans of Zhuge Qing didn't chase after them.

The king also sighed.

He stepped on his left foot and jumped on a large tree with his left foot in the air.

Leaning against the branches of the tree, the Taoist priest yawned.

"I'm sleepy—"

"No one can find out here—"

said Wang, who closed his eyes.

Within seconds, he fell asleep.

Think about it day and dream night night.

In Wang Ye's dream, he was chased by this group of women.

He fled and fled to a strange place.

It was a waterhole.

The water is so shallow that it can only submerge your ankles.

In front of him, there was only a large tree that glowed with golden light.

It was the golden tree he saw in the interior during the day.

And in the air, suddenly a holy song floated up.

The ethereal singing voice made Wang also feel very relieved.

The king was also very surprised.

He walked in front of the Golden Tree.

On the trunk of the tree, there is actually a row of small characters.

[Borrow a branch of the sacred tree, and after becoming an immortal, there will be a reward. ]

"

Becoming an immortal

?" "Rootless living

?" "I remember it was Zhang Junyi?"

In a hazy moment, Wang also remembered the interior scene.

As if in response to his words.

The gold count was dry, and suddenly pen marks began to appear out of thin air.

It was as if someone was carving words into the void.

Wang also frowned.

He leaned in and read word for word.

"Take a branch of the Divine Tree..."

Suddenly, goosebumps broke out all over Wang Ye's body.

What does it mean

to be Zhang Junyi? Not to become an immortal, but to save the common people of the world? What does it mean that Zhang Junyi

is not to become an immortal, but to save the common people

of the world? Now that is the 21 st century, why is he speaking so in such a middle way

? Is there going to be a third war?

Don't make a fuss!

The

strokes on the trunk of the tree appeared.

【Bow

...】【Long...】The

king also felt as if someone had grabbed his throat.

It's really him

!" Zhang Junyi!

" "What the hell is going on!"

Wang also shouted.

The voice was empty, and no one answered.

The golden tree turned into a point of light and slowly disappeared.

The king also reached out to grab it, but only caught the point of light.

Then, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

An overwhelming blood-colored hand came out of the crack and slapped towards the ground.

Even the sun was blocked!

The whole land was dark.

"Er dare!" Zhang

Junyi's voice carried an inviolable coercion, and it spread throughout the air.

The king also saw that in the air, a point of light that emitted a golden light greeted it.

Compared to the big hand, the point of light is like the elephant opposite the ant.

It's incredibly small.

But it was the dark sky, the only light.

Wang Ye heard his own yell: "Come on, Zhang Junyi!" Wang Ye

turned his head to see that another self appeared beside him.

The king didn't seem to see him, and he wasn't wearing a robe.

He was covered in wounds, like a bloody man, just looking at the points of light in the air.

"Rush, little uncle!" The

same bloody man with bruises all over his body appeared, it was Zhang Chulan.

"Junjun!"

shouted a pink-haired, long-legged girl, who was not hurt, but was just whining into tears.

Even the makeup was spent.

"Come on, Junjun!"

cried a green-haired girl.

"The earth depends on you, come on, Xiaobao!" Zhang

Zhiwei yelled.

The old Heavenly Master, who almost never had mood swings, also had tears in his eyes at this time.

"Xiaobao!"

Zhang Lingyu knelt on the ground, crying silently, tears and snot came down.

And a great multitude of people whom the king did not know suddenly appeared and shouted to the sky.

Cheer for that golden glow.

There was even a foreigner!

The tears and snot of those people were all crying, and a few of them were crying and fainting.

In the air, the golden light was about to crash into the blood-colored hand.

At this moment, Wang also felt that his body was tied by something.

Wang also frowned.

He felt his consciousness pulled away.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

A girl with a disheveled hair appeared before his eyes.

"Feng Baobao

?" "Was it a dream just now?"

Wang Ye looked confused.

He looked down and saw that he had been tied up.

Unable to resist, he was still thinking about what had happened in the dream just now.

Why is there that dream

? Is it a continuation of the interior prompt?

"Click"

Feng Baobao saw that Wang was stupid, so he didn't care about him.

Digging a pit on his own.

"That's it.

Feng Baobao threw the shovel aside and repeatedly checked the big pit he had dug.

She was satisfied.

The king was still thinking about it.

Is it because of my fate, so the heavenly machine is still prompting me?"

"Wow-"

Feng Baobao is pouring water into the pit.

The king finally came to his senses.

"

What are you doing?"

"Buried you." "

Mix the water and soil in a certain proportion, and the soil will fit your body and be very comfortable!"

"Don't worry, I'll show your head."

"And the mud that has passed through the water, will absorb your Tai Chi strength.

"Then you won't be able to get out. Wang

Ye: "You're too 6, right?"

Feng Baobao looked proud.

"Only the hand is familiar!" the

king was silent.

He didn't expect the girl in front of him to be so bad that he couldn't hear anything.

I really think I'm praising her!

"Poof!"

was in the air, only the sound of a fart.

"Hey, sorry, I ate too many turnips.

Wang also smiled.

Then, with Wang Ye as the center, a blue gossip array suddenly appeared on the ground.

After the wind, the door opened!

The corners of Wang Ye's mouth were slightly raised.

Haven't you seen this method as a game?

Feng Baobao was still humming a little song happily and adding water to the pit.

"Huh

?" "What's the matter?"

Feng Baobao frowned, finding that things were not simple.

Hearing the baby's words, Wang also let out an 'ah'.

What is the situation?

He immediately made a decision and cast a spell.

"Genzi-Earth Dragon Tour!" Wang

also went directly into the soil.

"Huh?"

"Ahh

"Here!" Suddenly

, Wang Ye drilled out of the ground behind her and grabbed Feng Baobao's ankle.

He had broken free from the tortoiseshell.

"Let's go!"

Wang also exerted his strength and vigorously pushed Feng Baobao into the buried pit.

"Tuhe car!" The

mud wrapped Feng Baobao, and only his head remained.

Feng Baobao looked at Wang Ye with a cute face.

Her little mind was full of big doubts.

How could it be that he was buried?

"Hehe, thank you sister!" "

How does it feel to be buried in a pit dug by yourself?"

Feng Baobao did not answer.

In the earthen pit, there is a blue 'Qi' circulating.