The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

When Yang Li recalled the previous scene, he felt very unlucky.

He felt that it was really not his fault.

No wonder it feels that lightning has little power, it turns out that the power is all condensed together.

He still clearly remembered that when the sea of ​​blood was rushing towards him, at the last moment, he still felt that it was best not to fight hard, it was too scary.

So he quickly got out of the way.

Then the crazy sea of ​​blood had no time to control the direction, condensed all the evil spirits, and crashed into the mountainside of Liyun Mountain.

It's like cutting tofu with a sharp knife.

The solid rock didn't stand up for a second, and the thunder and lightning tore through the entire mountainside, revealing a huge gap.

The thousand-meter-high mountain disappeared out of thin air.

The mountain was hit and lost its support at the same time, and immediately fell down.

The stunned Yang Li didn't have time to react, he was crushed by the mountain and fell down.

It took a full hour to fall from the sky to the ground.

Fortunately, people are all right.

Looking at Wu Xiaoxiao in the distance, Yang Li pretended to be nonchalant, and reiterated again: "Your restriction is crazy. I saw with my own eyes that it hit the mountain with its head and collapsed the mountain."

"Oh!"

Wu Xiaoxiao nodded to show that she understood. She twitched her hand under the rocky ruins and pulled out a roasted beef leg covered in mud.

"Come on, let me help you."

Yang Li was feeling embarrassed at the moment. He always felt that this time he really couldn't get away with it. Seeing that the Wu tribe friend needed help, he immediately jumped to the ground, activated the Five Elements Spiritual Qi, inspired a stream of water, and rinsed the roasted beef leg .

The soil was gone, Wu Xiaoxiao happily gnawed on it, with meat stuffed in his mouth, and said to Yang Li: "Thank you, you are really a good person."

Yang Li pretended to be deep, "Everyone says so."

"By the way, won't you come out?"

At this time, Wu Xiaoxiao only had her head exposed, and her body from the neck down was in the ruins.

"Shall I help you pull it out?"

Yang Li thought that the other party couldn't get out.

"No, I'm not going out."

"why?"

"Buried under my feet is the Hall of Elders. Before the elders left, they explained that the Hall of Elders must be guarded by witches to receive important news in a timely manner. I am responsible and will not come out."

Yang Li gave a thumbs up and praised: "You're really dedicated! It's a blessing for the witch clan to have a witch like you!"

"That is!"

Wu Xiaoxiao proudly raised her head.

"How old are you?"

Yang Li asked casually, feeling that this Wu Xiaoxiao seemed to be a good communicator, so he decided to gather more information about the Wu clan.

Not afraid of [-], just in case, he was worried that the Liwu Ministry would blame him for the collapse of the mountain, so he could learn more about the situation so that he could confront him.

This matter... Well, it has nothing to do with me, absolutely nothing, it's the restriction that's crazy, I just happened to have it happen.

Speaking of which, I'm still a victim, and I should seek compensation from the Witch Department, such as mental damages.

After all, it was their bean curd dregs project that hurt themselves.

Mmmm, that's it!
Yang Li comforted himself again in his heart, with a kind smile on his face, trying to build a good relationship with Wu Xiaoxiao.

This sorcerer has sharp eyesight, and he can tell at a glance that Yang Li is a good person.

"How old am I?" Wu Xiaoxiao was confused for a moment, and pointed out her finger: "1.2.3... Oh, I'm eight years old!"

Is this fucking eight years old? !
Yang Li was shocked, and carefully looked at Wu Xiaoxiao's head, which was bigger than him, and the thick beard on his cheeks.

Even the dirt couldn't cover the hair on that face.

Eight-year-old kid?Who would believe it!
Perhaps seeing Yang Li's suspicion, Wu Xiaoxiao was a little aggrieved, threw away the cleanly gnawed bones, and said, "I'm really eight years old. If you don't believe me, I'll find someone to prove it to you. I remember , Grandfather Wushan is still under pressure in the Hall of Elders, I will dig it out and let him tell you."

"No need, no need." Yang Li quickly waved his hand, eight years old is good, he is easy to fool, what is Wu Shan's grandpa, he must be difficult to deal with, and he doesn't know him, why find out, but Wu Xiaoxiao doesn't seem to have heard, Self-care retreated into the ground, the ruins squirmed, and it seemed that he was really digging into the ground.

Now Yang Li really believed it. Even though this Wu Clan had a big beard, judging from the size of his skull, his body should be around two meters, but he was still a child.

Only an eight-year-old child can be so straightforward.

"Little Hui, are you alright?"

Yang Li waited for a while, feeling bored, turned his head to ask Kunpeng, and looked at its head. He remembered that although Xiaohui's body was indestructible, his head was very fragile. Just now so many stones fell down, even the entire mountain... I don't know if it hurt my brain.

Hearing the concern of the sage, Kunpeng almost shed tears, the long wait finally paid off, no, the sage took care of himself in time half an hour after the danger happened.

……

"Master, I'm fine." Kunpeng was very moved, and immediately replied to the saint, once again determined to be the best mount in the world and protect the best saint in the world.

"That's good." Yang Li looked at the two "horns" on Kunpeng's head, and turned his head back guiltily.

"The swelling seems to be getting worse and worse. These two bumps are [-] to [-] centimeters high. I smashed them before, is it that strong?"

Yang Li doubted in his heart, thinking that Kunpeng was too fragile, so it couldn't be his fault.

The soil on the ground was churning, Yang Li looked over, and saw Wu Xiaoxiao poking his head out, nodding at Yang Li, dragging his hands underneath, splashing earth and rocks, throwing out a comatose witch, fell heavily on the ruins.

When Yang Li saw it, he was amused. Isn't this the witch man he met the first time?
It turned out that he was Wu Shan.

Quickly walking over, Yang Li knelt down and patted Wu Shan's cheek, "Brother, wake up, hey, brother, wake up!"

Suddenly, Yang Li felt that this scene seemed a bit familiar.

Wu Shan's physique is really good. He has experienced one blow after another in a day, but nothing serious happened. After Yang Li's movements, his eyes trembled, and he slowly regained consciousness.

who is calling me?

Is this voice so familiar?

Call me brother, is it my clan?But why, when I heard this voice, I felt so scared.

Feeling a pair of hands still patting his cheek, Wu Shan still couldn't open his eyes, but he twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to tell this brother, don't worry, I'm going to wake up.

It seemed that he had sensed the twitching of Wu Shan's facial muscles, and realized that Wu Shan might have been hurt by the slap. The owner of both hands gently rubbed the cheeks that had been slapped before to help Wu Shan relax.

These hands are so warm.

Wu Shan groaned, finally opened his eyes slowly, and looked at the owner of his hands.

"Brother, are you awake? Great, we meet again."

Yang Li smiled happily, and touched Wu Shan's cheek again.

I just wanted to wake someone up, but my hands were a little heavy when I slapped it, and my face turned red when I slapped it. Please help me to relieve it.

"It's me, Yang Li."

Seeing Wu Shan's eyes were dull, as if in despair.

Yang Li felt that the other party didn't recognize him, or recognized him wrongly.

When you see yourself, why do you have such eyes?
You should be happy.

"what?"

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Wake up!"

"Wu Xiaoxiao, your great-grandpa passed out again!"