Wang, are you really going

Zhang Qingdi could hear the sound clearly, as if it were coming from his own mouth.

I am a descendant of Emperor Yan and the son of Zhurong! I should protect the human race, as the surrounding mountains lead directly to heaven and earth, allowing them to freely enslave the human race.

I'm afraid I won't be able to come back again if I go today!

Don't act recklessly anymore in the future

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhang Qingdi knew it was the voice of the Communist Party.

After Wang leaves, I can eat people freely.

But why do I feel so uncomfortable in my heart.

Xiangliu, I'm leaving! Take care

Take care? I

Then I won't eat people anymore!

But Wang still shattered Mount Buzhou and his own vitality.

Xiangliu! You have eaten nine mountains, and the people have no land to cultivate! Today, I will use the Human Emperor Sword to slay you

You're not a king! A king is a coworker! "Xiangliu didn't understand why they had to kill themselves even though she didn't eat people anymore.

There are three dragons in the sky, and countless dragons!

They are here to help Yu.

Look at them, Xiangliu. The king is gone, and the world is not very interesting anymore.

Then let's make a big fuss!

King! You said that the human race is not easy and needs pity.

I will only slaughter dragons today! No killing!

Zhang Qingdi looked at the three dead Yinglong and countless Jiaolong on the ground.

Finally, Yu walked over holding the Human Emperor Sword!

Yu, can you bury me next to the king? "Said Xiangliu weakly.

Okay! "Yu's sword fell.

The minister of the Gonggong was called Xiangliu Shi, who had nine heads and fed on nine mountains. The place where Xiangliu arrives is Zexi. Yu killed Xiangliu, which was bloody and cannot be planted with grains.

Yu Juezhi, with three peaks and three valleys, was regarded as a platform for the emperors. To the north of Kunlun and to the east of Rouli. Buried under the platform of the Communist Party. The platform is to its east.

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Let's take a nap first, "Zhang Qingdi weakly closed his eyes.

He used to have a green snake shadow, but now he has transformed into the appearance of Xiangliu.

The nine heads opened their eyes, curiously surveying the blue water pool.

The little toad underwater stood up with sweat all over its body.

He thought that the master was going to shed his skin during his seclusion, but ten years have passed and he hasn't dared to disturb him.

But suddenly he was locked in by an indescribable terror, and the little toad felt that if he continued like this, he might not survive.

Then he was pulled out of the water by someone.

An old Taoist in tattered clothes on the shore.

The Taoist looked at him and asked, 'Have you seen my disciple?'

Who is your disciple? "The little toad was certain that the majesty he had just received came from the water, but the old Taoist looked rather ordinary.

The old Taoist frowned.

You're not my disciple! "The old Taoist shook his head, muttering to himself somewhat crazily.

Can I go back then? "The little toad was a little worried about Zhang Qingdi.

Can you help me find my disciple? "The old Taoist asked.

No, "the little toad shook its head. He still needs to go and see what happened to the master's side.

Senior, why bother a little demon? "Zhang Qingdi walked out of the water.

I originally received the Xiangliu template, which gave him some confidence in this Westward Journey world.

We won't eat Tang Monk's meat, at least we won't be killed.

But this old Taoist in front of me is really terrifying. He wouldn't want to take himself as a mount, would he. If it weren't for this little toad here, Emperor Zhang Qing would have run away long ago.

How can there be such a pure scent of Xiang Liu? "The old Taoist saw through the background of Emperor Zhang Qing at a glance.

Emperor Zhang Qing is ready to fight to the death.

Is it possible that you are my disciple? "Murmured the old Taoist to himself.

Master! I am! I am your beloved disciple, "Zhang Qingdi immediately gave up the urge to die.

He could feel that although the old Taoist was dangerous, he had no intention of killing. If the old Taoist wants disciples, then we will obey. Of course, if we want mounts, that's not possible!

Do you know who I am? "The old Taoist asked excitedly.

You are my most respected master! "Zhang Qingdi lost his face in order to survive.