Chronicles of Heaven

Wu Jin, in Shibuya.

Wu Jin is still alive.

Wu Tie seems to be being shot at the forehead, his ears squeaking, and the Venus flashed in front of him, his body was so weak.

The dry throat is like a hot sand.

Wu Tie raised his hand violently, pointing his finger at the old white.

Laobai hurriedly untied a purse from the waist, and Ma Li climbed up to him in the belt of Wu Tie, and put the water bag in his mouth.

The water sac is a spirit, a very strong and intense spirit.

Not only is it a spirit, but it also blends with some other inexplicable gadgets that can stimulate blood and have an excellent spirit of rejuvenation and recovery.

Anyway, it works.

The snoring of the ear disappeared, the shadows in front of the eyes disappeared, and the weak and tired heart of Wu Tie once again jumped vigorously. He straightened his waist and put his hands in his waist, staring at the old white that jumped back to the ground.

"Where is Shibuya?"

"My mother is in Shibuya? What does she do?"

"What is my mother's family doing?"

"Why is Wu Jin there?"

"He, how are you doing now?"

A series of questions on the face of the skull covered the old hands and opened his hands. He looked helplessly at Wu Tie: "You have to ask people yourself, Xiaotie. I don't know, I just received the wind and let the rats of Cangyan domain. People and brothers help you find me."

"Hey, you are very valuable, because I found you, so I can get a hundred gold snake stones."

Laobai’s face is laughing and watching Wu Tie: “Golden Snake Stone, said to be the gold coin cast by the owner of Shibuya, sparkling, glittering, lovely gold coins... much better than other gold coins minted by the family of black hearts, no Mix a little bit of copper or lead, which is pure gold."

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and he murdered the method of reconciling breathing in the Yuan Zhen Jing, and gradually settled the turbulent blood. He replied calmly, and his heart was clear and peaceful.

Looking up at the black lacquered dome, Wu Tie nodded. "So, let's go to Shibuya... In the Cangyan domain, there is nothing to be reluctant. I am going to Shibuya, I am going to find Wujin, I... I am going to find Wujin."

Inexplicable, Wu iron eyes are sore and swollen.

Even if there was a "Yuan Shi Jing" to reconcile the blood, Wu Tie said, still can not help but shed two lines of tears.

In the end, he is only a 13-year-old boy... He is just a teenager, but he has suffered too much, both in the flesh and in the soul.

Even in the incomprehensible, the point of no reconciliation has restored the mood of Wu Xie, and his heart still shrouds huge shadows and pressure.

I heard the news of Wu Jin, heard the news of my mother, and knew that I still have relatives living in the world.

The clouds are scattered, and the warm sunshine is shining on the heart. Wu Tie is full of vitality, and he can't wait to see Wu Jin. It is best to be immediate, preferably now...

In addition to witch gold...

There is also a mother.

This word is very strange... but Wu Tie is inexplicably wanting to see her.

In his short life of more than ten years, many times in the cold and dark night, when he was awake from the empty room of the Wujia Shibao, his heart was inexplicably calling for a figure.

At that time, if the mother was around...not the grey furry wolf's head, it would be a wonderful thing.

"Oh." The witch extended her hand and wiped the tears of Wu Tie little by little.

There are tears falling in the eyes of the witches, and the witches continue to help him wipe them off.

"Old white, you can receive the news from Shibuya, you must know how to go to Shibuya?" Wu Tie seriously looked at the old white: "Take me to Shibuya, I will give you more rewards... ...say, in fact, I am a good pharmacist."

Wu Tie recalled the whole process of deploying the foundation-based medicine, which is more complicated than the rotten bone marrow poison of the old white ancestors.

Wu Tie should now be a very good pharmacist. He can help the old white normative rotten bone marrow preparation method, so that the old white that relies on the day can truly master the mature, safe and mass-produced rotten bone marrow preparation method.

"And, words, knowledge, gold coins, Yuancao... or... some powerful method of cultivation." Wu Tie looked at Laobai very seriously and seriously.

If Laobai does not oppose it, Wu Tie can pass on the "The Facial Confucius" to him.

Wu Tie himself will never cultivate the "Fleshless Magic", so this kind of practice is not as good as it is to make a few masters who have made good friends with themselves.

As long as you can rush to Shibuya with the fastest speed, nothing can't be paid.

In addition to the "Yuan Shi Jing".

This is something that the old iron is so numerous that it must not be leaked.

The old white swallowed a bite, and the things that Wu Tie said made him very excited. Don't say all, even if it's just a modified refining method of rotten bones, he can pay hundreds of people for this.

Wu Tie is actually a pharmacist.

He is actually willing to exchange knowledge.

Knowledge, even the most simplistic knowledge in this era is invaluable.

The preparation method of rotten bone marrow can not be regarded as simple, but very precious, very rare, and can be regarded as the basic baby of the family.

Lao Baiqiang endured the excitement of his heart. He looked at Wu Tie and said very seriously: "Small iron, a word is fixed, I am not greedy, take you to Shibuya, how much can you give me, according to your Give it to you..."

Taking a breath, the old white opened his hands and looked at Wu Tie in desperation: "But now, no... we can't leave the Cangyan domain."

Wu Tie suddenly looked at the old white: "Why?"

The old white face became very ugly, and he sighed deeply: "The long-lived elder Zhu Zixi, who is a long-lived teacher, is terrible. Together with Lu Jia, Shi Jia, Yan Jia, three elders who have longed in the longevity teaching, they only used it. In just a few days, the three families were conquered."

Lao Bai smiled and said: "If it is not a giant family that has made good friends with Shijia, there is a half-step ancestor who is hard-pressed, and barely protects the core people of several three families... Cang Yan domain has already It’s a long-term teacher who has the final say.”

Spreading his hands, Laobai said helplessly: "But... even if this is the case, Cang Yan domain is already used by the longevity teaching."

"The only passage to the outer domain was completely blocked by the longevity."

Old white eyes stared at Wu Tie: "Of course, all kinds of transport teams can go in and out... I am such a humble little character, for example, we rats can be mixed in the transport team... people like you, unless You are willing to be hard."

Hard?

Witch iron wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves and sat back next to the campfire.

After thinking for a while, Wu Tie Shen said: "Old white, what is the three big families in Cangyan domain now?"

Half a month later, Shijiazu land, outside Blackstone City.

The black stonehenge outside the city is still magnificent, and the wall of the longevity teaching **** flag has been flying on the wall.

The two white-faced powdered white faces were tenderly tweaked and stood at the gate of the city, with a team of elite cattle warriors who built the foundation, and critically and rigorously examined all the creatures entering and leaving the city gate.

A transport team is entering the city, and the stony limestone lizard is pulling a heavy two-wheeled cart. The frame is full of various materials, and there are thousands of rocky gnomes slaves guarding the team, slow and neat. Enter the city.

Two little white faces squatted with a small leather whip and walked slowly through a big car.

When passing a large cart full of refined copper ingots, the limestone lizard of the cart suddenly put a noisy fare, and in the sound of ‘噗噗’, it dripped a large bubble of dung.

The feces splashed all over the floor, and more importantly, there were countless splashes on the little white-faced boots passing by.

The little white face screamed and waved his whip and slammed down the rock gnomes who were responsible for the big car.

The rock gnomes did not dare to dodge, they squatted on the ground, letting the white-faced whip beat on the body.

A whip is a **** mark that is deep in the blood of the bone.

These two little white faces are all repairs of the Xuanjing, only a dozen whips, and several rock gnomes were killed on the spot.

Above the city gate, a heavy laugh came: "Ha ha ha, little white face, what kind of skills are these little guys? There is a kind, to kill your grandfather! Come, come, hit me?"

Above the gate of the city is a cage welded by steel bars. The tendons on the wrists and ankles are pulled out hard, and the knee meniscus is dug out, the cheekbone is buckled, and a vertebra is broken. The whole person is like a muddy stone lying in the middle of it.

The body is naked, covered in blood, and there are rotted wounds everywhere.

Shi Meng’s left eye was also dug up, his right eye was swollen and high, and blood was constantly flowing out of his right eye.

He struggled hard, showing half of his face from the crack of the iron cage, and screaming at the two little white faces: "Hey, little white face, are you men? Just dare to bully these little guys, not the stuff in your pants." Can't you?"

Screaming a few words, Shi Meng nodded a little seriously: "I must be like this... you have a long white face of the longevity, one by one and the same as the girl... or, licking the pants, let my grandfather look at your Is there a bird?"

The two long-lived disciples who are responsible for the goalkeeper are so arrogant.

Their duties were limited, and there was no way to deal with Shi Meng, but a few gray dwarf warriors on the wall had already laughed and poured a bucket of boiled water 'inadvertently'.

The steaming boiling water sprinkled on the stone's left leg.

The stone sighed with a sigh.

Several gray dwarf warriors laughed wildly, and the hysterical pointing at the stone smirked.

Listening to their laughter, these gray dwarves are the direct soldiers of the Shi family, the inferior soldiers who once bowed to Shi Meng.

But now, the elders they follow have mastered the power of the Shi family.

The stone mammoth is a prisoner, they can do whatever they want.

Shi Meng continued to pump cold air, trying to control himself without screaming. He bit his teeth and tried to maintain the last dignity of the heirs of the Shijiazhuang in front of these betrayed inferior soldiers.

A few miles away, in a rock, Wu Wu was staring at the stone that was abused by Ruth.

"Shi Liuye..."

Wu Tie muttered to himself.

It took more than half a month to get around Heshicheng from the vicinity of Dashicheng. Although I have heard Laobai confide in the current situation of Shijia, Wutie is still shocked by what I saw and heard.

Sitting on the rock in the ass, watching a team of long-lived patrols roaring across the giant hunting spider, Wu Tie shook his head.

"Where is Zhu Zixi?" Wu Tie was silent for a long time and asked Laobai.

"What are you doing?" Laobai looked at Wu Tie with great vigilance: "Little iron, don't be stupid..."

Wu Tie slammed his mouth and didn't take care of Lao Bai: "The Rat is a family in the world, and there must be your people in Black Rock... And, aren't you saying that your mouse and grandson are very clever in their longevity? You are an old traitor."

The old white singer screamed a few words, nothing more than words such as 'the way of survival of the rat', and the philosophy of survival left by the ancestors.

Wu Tie flexed his finger on the old white head. He said coldly: "So there must be your people in the city... give me a better look and see where Zhu Zixi is."

Old white helplessly looked at Wu Tie: "What do you want to do? You are now worth a lot of gold snake stone."

Wu Tie snorted and threw a fist-sized natural gold nugget to Laobai.

This is still in the sacred cave of the Yan family, the trophy that Wu Tie searched from the head of the fire crocodile. At that time, everyone's attention was on the various yuan grasses. Who would care about a piece of gold?

The purity of this nugget is very good, the size of the fist-sized gold nuggets can at least smelt more than a dozen large gold coins.

The old white eyebrow opened his eyes and closed the gold nugget. He looked at the direction of Black Rock City and looked at the stone hang on the gate. He suddenly sighed: "Little iron, listen to my old man... ...according to my old man’s years of stealing... so many years of experience in waste recycling, Shi Liuye, afraid of being a bait..."

Wu Tie did not say anything, but calmly looked at the stone fierce that was locked in the cage and hung on the gate.

At the side of Shi Meng, there were hundreds of people hanging around.

Inside, there is Wu Tie who knows that Shi Meng is in the heart of Dashicheng, the leader of the warriors; those who do not know, it is estimated that Shi Meng is a relatively close stone family.

Longevity teaches, never knows what the concept is.

Right, killing will kill, they never care how many people kill.

"Go." Wu Tie waved his hand.

Old white shook his head.

The twelve rounds of the virtual sky over Blackstone City gradually dimmed, and the old white body blended into a group of shadows, and soon disappeared without a trace.

A little bit past, Laobai did not come back, and several of them also awakened the mouse and son of the ‘Shadow’ talent, but they continued to go back and forth and sent a piece of news back.

These mice and mice have been running around, and they seem to be working very hard, so Wu Tie gave them a large piece of gold.

Zhu Zixi is not in Heishicheng. He took a group of masters of longevity teaching, and with a large number of elders of Shijia, Yanjia and Lujia, rushed to the settlement of the giants who are allied with Shijia, wanting to completely eradicate The last resistance of the Yan domain.

Shi Meng, who was hanging at the gate of the city, did not seem to be a bait. This is not a trap.

In the fifth hour after the virtual day was extinguished, Wu Tie quietly came outside of Black Rock.

The witch held the wind in the left hand, holding the moon mark in the right hand, and fluttering his short legs tightly behind him.