As soon as Xin'er set off, she rushed towards the north, and she was traveling day and night, which shows that her purpose was very clear, not aimless and random.

This discovery made the fat man overjoyed. As long as his eyes were clear, it would not take long. For this reason, he postponed his escape plan. In fact, even if it was not postponed, he would not have the chance to implement it. He never stopped along the way. How could he have the chance to run away?

On the third day, the fat man who was anxious could not hold on for the first time. He had not drunk for several days and was filled with wind. How could he suffer? Besides, he kept the golden rooster independent. This action seemed simple and had to be maintained for a long time. The difficulty coefficient was extraordinary.

Just as a tavern appeared in the distance, he said he would go down to rest.

"The cultivator still needs to eat?" Xin'er laughed at his excuses. When she thought of him chewing wild game, she still followed him

"Eating is not only for survival, but also a kind of fun. Besides, you have to take a break if you don't eat." Wang Hao sat on the bench and put his feet on the table with carelessness: "Boss, order food."

Only then did Xin'er remembered that he had always kept the golden rooster independent on the flying sword. Although he could change his feet occasionally, it was enough for three days. Then he smiled: "That's right, let's eat something and walk on the road. By the way, the flying sword seems to be unsuitable for you, why not say it out? I have other flying swords here."

"Why didn't you say anything about other flying swords?" Wang Hao was unable to support him and almost turned to the back with the chair.

It is still a inferior flying sword, slightly wider, and it should be more comfortable. Of course, this is mainly a psychological effect. As long as it does not belong to a broad sword, the fat man can only stand on his toes. Moreover, he still wants to keep the golden rooster independent Wang Hao is not asking for trouble himself, but creating an illusion. If this woman thinks that he is riding the sword, he will be more sure when he runs away.

After thinking for a while, Wang Hao still rejected her kindness, because he got used to it.

After a while, a roasted deer was set on the table and the fat man started to enjoy a big meal

Xin'er doesn't like to talk, and the fat man doesn't want to cause trouble, so both of them are speechless and one is burying their heads and the other is watching others eat. The situation makes people laugh.

"I borrowed your dragon ball to go to the Demon Realm, you don't have to worry." Xin'er thought he was afraid and broke the silence first. After all, the two of them were on the same path, and there was no conflict in their interests. The situation seems unnecessary now.

This time, the fat man learned to be good at learning what he shouldn't ask, and he didn't say what he shouldn't say. Silence is Jin Jian Jian and said, "I continued to eat."

This performance once again aroused Xin'er's curiosity. You should know that in her impression, the fat man was very talkative and smooth-talking.

"You don't want to know why I want to go to the Demon Realm?"

"I don't want to know" Wang Hao shook his head repeatedly

It is very difficult to suppress curiosity. The sword spirit is particularly satisfied with the performance of the master. If he had already had this quality, why would he cause great trouble?

Xin'er smiled faintly: "You are very special, I won't use your dragon ball in vain. When I find Elder Dapeng, I ask him for the other three dragon balls. Whether it succeeds or not, I will not leave you difficult."

In Wang Hao's thoughts, the elder is equivalent to a monster. Does that old monster know how to refine alchemy? The demon tribe has opened the door to the demon world twice. There must be an alchemist among them, and their skills are not bad. Is it the elder Dapeng? Wang Hao has been doing well since his debut. His only regret is that he can't find his peers and verify how much his alchemy has reached. At this moment, he quietly raised his ears, but unfortunately, Xin'er suddenly stopped halfway through the words.

"The Elder Dapeng you mentioned, he has a dragon ball in his hand?" Finally, Wang Hao still couldn't escape the mercy of curiosity. Almost at the same time, he heard the sword spirit complaining, "Idiot, who told you that you are troublesome? You should know about Elder Dapeng, just ask me if you are right."

"It seems you are yelling, be careful I will ruin you." Wang Hao pretended to touch the inferior flying sword standing by the table. Although he was a bit miserable, he was still a beautiful woman.

"Okay, okay, okay, when I haven't said anything, you can do whatever you want." The sword spirit disappeared with a whirring sound.

"Have you heard of Elder Dapeng?" Xin'er was full of doubts. Elder Dapeng is well-known in the demon world, and even ordinary residents have heard of his name

Whether it is Xuanmen or Demons, alchemists are rare things. Differently, the Dan King likes to be low-key. Except for the last ten years, the door of convenience was opened, and Elder Dapeng rarely showed his face before. In addition to the dazzling aura of the alchemist, he is also a powerful figure. He is a god-like existence in the demon world.

"To be honest, I'm just starting out and I don't know anything." Wang Hao hurriedly felt modest

Xin'er was skeptical and explained: "Elder Dapeng is the only alchemist in the world. He is highly respected. He only refines five dragon balls to open the door to the demon world. Unfortunately, all dragon balls were lost in the last battle. Elder Dapeng said that he wanted to refine them, but he didn't know if they had succeeded. According to him, among the five dragon balls, the ice dragon ball is the most difficult to refine, followed by the fire dragon balls. Even he can't guarantee that he can succeed every time. It's lucky to succeed ten times. It happens that you have these two dragon balls. I guess, maybe he might have refined the other dragon balls, so he took you to find him right. Where did your dragon balls come from?"

After some inquiry, Wang Hao roughly understood the situation. Xin'er was not sure that Elder Dapeng had the other three pills, nor did he know that he would rather borrow them. There was something to try his luck here.

After living for thousands of years, he has refined countless alchemys. Elder Dapeng's alchemy level is less than that. He can succeed once ten times, which means he has no suitable flame. He should have used other methods to refine it. What method should he use to use to make tricks? Wang Hao thought of more than a dozen in an instant, and his success rate was about one tenth. He basically would not try that probability.

Wang Hao was just as he was so stunning that when she suddenly asked, she panicked and asked back: "If I say it is inherited from my ancestors, do you believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, you don't have to tell me, I'll just ask casually." Xin'er smiled tactfully. She didn't like to say more words just now than the last three years combined.

About half an hour later, the thirty-year-old minions of the world came to the formidable force, and surrounded the fat man without saying a word. Wuxin, who was sitting next to him, could not be spared.

As I guessed before, Qin Jian immediately told the news that the fat man had a dragon ball and proved that the fat man was the murderer of the raid. However, in order to conceal the ugly things, Tong Xin'er's appearance also omitted Potian and immediately sent disciples to chase him and informed the strongholds along the way to intercept them. If the two hadn't traveled day and night, Potian's minions would have caught up with him that day.

"Look, I'm right, Potian sent someone to kill you," Xin'er said seriously

"Then I still have to thank you, right? You dug this pit." Wang Hao was full of resentment and could not follow a woman's butt forever. Exposing his identity was very unfavorable.

"It's true." Xin'er suddenly felt very interesting. If she hadn't pointed out the direction of the fat man's escape, she had escaped early in the morning, if she hadn't let Qin Jian go, why would she be chased? For some reason, she always had a dilemma with the fat man. Every time she saw the fat man getting out of danger, she felt very curious. Every time she saw the fat man in trouble, she would feel vague happiness for no reason. Happiness was already very far away for her. She almost forgot what it felt. But now, she had to admit that there were expectations in life again, hoping that the fat man would play tricks again, and then see him being unlucky again.

"Super the Dragon Ball and die." The other party is just a small character. I don't know who Xin'er is, and her tone is extremely arrogant.

"Damn, you have to die if you hand over the dragon ball, are you sick, right?" Even though Wang Hao was full of resentment, he was still amused by a few stupid boys who were ignorant of life and death. It is not scary to be unlucky. As long as someone is more unlucky than himself, life will be full of fun

The other party didn't wake up for a moment and asked foolishly: "What do you mean by this?"

Wang Hao reminded: "You have to ask me to surrender properly. There should always be some sweetness, such as handing over the dragon ball, but I won't die or something. I can consider any benefits. Who is willing to surrender? Is it dead to hand over the dragon ball? If I don't hand over the dragon ball, or if I don't hand over the dragon ball, why should I hand over the dragon ball? If I go to the shore, I have to beat the fish."

Although it is funny, it is not without reason. The other party also realized that those words were grammatical, but the order they received was like this. If people want to kill them, they will also take them. As for the matter of negotiating conditions, they are in a low status and cannot make a decision. However, Potian was taken down dozens of strongholds one after another. Now all the accounts are recorded on the fat man. How can the perpetrator recover their face if he does not die? As for the Dragon Ball, it is determined to win. It seems that Potian is present in person, and there is no room for negotiation.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over the dragon ball" is wrong, you can't lose face. The other party relies on the large number of people and does not take the two seriously at all.

"That's nothing to discuss?" Wang Hao shouted with fearlessness

"Do you have the capital to discuss? Hand over the dragon ball and die. I will give you a good time." More than thirty inferior flying swords were unsheathed, and the momentum was extraordinary.

The fat man can handle it alone, but the biggest person in the Demon World is right next to him, and it's not his turn to do anything.

The fat man made a fuss: "Okay, I'll make a deal." Wang Hao closed his eyes and spread his hands. The expression on his face was extremely relaxed, as if he was welcoming the call from heaven, and the two dragon balls were dragged in the palm of his hand.

"You kid knows what you are." How could the little minions get the courage? After a long time of verbal talk, the fat man put the dragon ball in his hand. They still killed people first, then took the beads, and they rushed forward.

Although they rely on their large numbers of people, their hearts are still full of fear. After all, Wang Hao is the murderer who has carried dozens of strongholds. The legendary murderer Potian cannot send a group of waste to die. They are just advance troops. Because their location is closest, they arrived first, responsible for catching up with the two and delaying time as much as possible. This is why the original nonsense came. However, when they saw that Wang Hao's cultivation was not high, and there were only two people, the idea of ​​greed for merit emerged again. On the way to die, they also had the dream of seeking credit and reward.

I can't see any moves in my heart. More than thirty disciples collapsed like sandmen on their way to the raid. The dust rose up floated and drifted. Some were swept away by the wind, and some fell to the ground, becoming part of the earth. Where they were tragically trampled by the sand, leaving a clear pool of water, dust returned to dust, and soil returned to soil.

This is the killing method of the water controller. The water in the body is moved out of the body in an instant. The human body that has completely lost water is a pile of dust. Of course, the killing move of the water controller is far from knowing this, but these minions cannot force Xin'er to use more methods.

Wang Hao, who closed his eyes, had no chance to enjoy the wonders, but felt a gust of killing wind blowing at his face, and then heard the harsh sound of the inferior flying sword falling.

"It's all dead." Wang Hao opened his eyes and couldn't find the body, and he couldn't even see blood. He couldn't help but be surprised that the efficiency of killing has always been his proud capital, but he asked himself that he couldn't do this level.

"What are you wasting your mouth with a group of minions?" Xin'er began to talk to herself again, and Xi left first

Behind him, the fat man is still searching unwillingly

"This is impossible. Where is the body? It's so environmentally friendly."
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