Chapter 378

In the three people's gaping, a tall black shadow, into a big palm, surrounded by black light, a pair of blood pupil flashing red.

"Squeak!"

The shadow turned into a little guy, making a squeaking sound, jumping around on the ground, with a pair of blood red eyes, looking at Zichen, how the expression looked, how it seemed to be laughing.

"This..."

Three people are stupid, you look at me, I see you, don't understand what the situation is.

"Squeak!"

The little guy was surrounded by black light, jumping around on the ground, looking very happy, but his bloody eyes were staring at Zichen. How could he look like schadenfreude.

"We were scared by it." Three people are speechless, looking at the little guy in front of them, it is difficult to connect it with the unreal and ferocious shadow before.

Purple Chen with mo old, also be a face embarrassed, before in channel, two people but frighten not light. The shadow turns into noumenon, which is what this little guy does in the channel.

The latter seems to be self-made, jumping to and fro on the ground, then jumping on Zichen's body, jumping back and forth on the shoulder and head, with a pair of small claws, which instantly makes Zichen's hair a mess.

"Squeak!"

The little guy bounced on and on, seemed very happy, but that expression, how to look, how to look like laughing at Zichen.

"Damn it, it's you." Purple Chen is enraged, a seized small fellow.

The little guy only slapped big, was caught by Zichen, the whole body black light surging, wanted to break free.

"It's you Zichen roared and hit hard.

"Peng!"

The little guy was knocked down on the ground, and the black light didn't dissipate. The other party bounced on the ground and made a creaking sound. The little paw clenched into a fist and demonstrated to Zichen.

"Squeak!" It is against the purple Chen Yang fist, like a demonstration, but above the small face, but there is a different expression.

"Zichen... He seems to despise you." Zhang Haotian was in a daze and said in a low voice.

"Ah The purple Chen gas cries out, a foot kicks out, the small fellow dodges not to be able to dodge, was kicked out again, like is the ball general, rolled ten laps.

"Squeak!" It is against the purple Chen Yang Quan, very dissatisfied, but also like in protest, seems to say, who let you timid.

"You little thing." Purple Chen repeatedly roars, before really was frightened, but did not expect, is this small fellow to make a prank.

He hit with his fist, and his speed was very fast, like raindrops. His voice was constantly emitted to vent his dissatisfaction.

The little guy squeaked and seemed to be very angry. He held his fist and protested vigorously. But every time he jumped up, he was knocked down by Zichen and rolled around on the ground for several times, like he was nothing.

"This little thing, it's time to fight." Mo Lao opened his mouth. He was old enough to be frightened.

"It's time to fight." Zhang Haotian also nodded.

"Squeak!" Little guy is protesting, waving small fist demonstration, but useless, by Zichen two fists down.

Zichen had consumed a lot, and was frightened and even more tired. After hitting hundreds of fists, he was panting and tired.

Although the perfect body's hundreds of fists are not all-out, they are also terrible. Although they can't kill a Yukong player, they can properly blow up the early days of Yukong. However, this little guy, like nobody, squeaks and demonstrates with his fists.

"I'll settle with you later." Zichen airway.

This little guy is too bad. Obviously, he heard his conversation with Mo Lao before and showed up to frighten them.

Not to mention, they were really scared.

The embarrassment was remembered by the little guy, and now he kept laughing.

The little guy is very lively, a pair of self-made familiar appearance, Zichen's a violent hit, it was not hurt, also did not remember revenge, jumped off Zichen's head again, jump and jump, even grasp a wisp of hair swing.

"Where did you come from, little fellow?" Zichen's anger has not disappeared. Think about him, a demon who makes the great friars afraid, is scared to run away by a little guy. It will become the laughing stock of the people all over the world.

Mo Chen's eyebrows are very small. It's very nice to see the big one on his face.

"You little thing." Zichen caught the little guy and threw out his hand. He flew out more than ten meters, but the little guy ran again.

"Come to me, little one." Zhang Haotian, who has always been ruthless, is smiling and unconventional today. However, he looks like a bad wolf.

"Shua!"

The little guy looked at Zhang Haotian, his little eyes gliding around, and he put out a pathetic fear of fear, which was very cute.

"Don't be afraid. Come to me." Zhang Haotian bowed his head and laughed again.

"Shua!"

Who knows, at this time, the little guy turned into a black light and rushed to Zhang Haotian. The speed was very fast. He didn't react at all, so he was pushed on his nose by two small feet.The little guy only slapped Zhang Haotian, but his strength was not small. He pushed Zhang Haotian over, then jumped back to Zichen's head and squeaked, obviously laughing at each other.

"You little fellow." Zhang Hao Sirius stood up, made a pair of villains, but the little guy did not pay attention to, a strong laugh, at the same time, his feet on the top of Zichen a burst of chaos.

"Peng!"

Zichen slapped down, the little guy was directly hit and flew, rolled more than ten circles on the ground, got up and waved his fist at Zichen, constantly protested and expressed his dissatisfaction.

"You stay away from me." Zichen doesn't have a good way.

The little guy obviously understood Zichen's words, put out a pair of pitiful appearance, in the red eye, had hazy vapor, looked pitiful.

"Hum!" Purple Chen cold hum, simply ignore each other.

The little guy is more aggrieved. His eyes are hazy and almost shed tears. He is like a child abandoned by others, full of grievances.

"Come to me, little one." Zhang Haotian spoke again.

"Peng!" The little guy turned into a black light and pushed Zhang Haotian over again. This time, he rolled for two laps, then fell to the ground, squeaking and screaming. He seemed very happy.

Beside, mo old eyes have a strange light.

"You little thing, I'm kind enough to take you in, and you still kick my nose." Zhang Haotian's nose is a little red and swollen, pointing to the little guy's airway.

But the little thing simply ignored him, turned his head to give him a butt, in the other party's anger, again turned into black light, to the top of Zichen's head.

"Peng!"

But this time, the purple Chen is more decisive, hit the small fellow to fly again, after, cross knee restores.

The little guy puts out a pair of aggrieved appearance, but see purple Chen did not notice it, angry ceaselessly, direct purple Chen to wave small fist ceaselessly.

"Little guy, he doesn't want you, I want you." Zhang Haotian opened his mouth again, smiling, but obviously, he was kicked over again.

Three times in a row, Zhang Haotian didn't react. In addition to the cause of the injury, the speed of the little thing is really weird.

A dramatic scene appeared, Zichen hit the little guy again and again, but the latter had to follow Zichen, and Zhang Haotian let the little guy come over, but he was kicked his nose again and again.

"How could that happen?" Zhang Haotian is unwilling to say that he has already seen that this little guy is extraordinary, but how can the fallen flowers deliberately flow mercilessly, others simply ignore themselves, but it is like a dog skin plaster, sticking to Zichen.

And in front of purple Chen, put out all sorts of pitiful aggrieved appearance, but leave oneself, be a buttock.

"If you want to follow me, don't move." Zichen pan knee, restore yuan force, after the little guy dozen times, finally open his mouth.

Little guy tearful, such as amnesty, small head has been point, and then jumped to Zichen shoulder, no longer move, like a good baby.

After a while, it was the sound of whirring and falling asleep.

Zhang Haotian's eyes roll, but Mo can't help laughing.

After a long time, Zichen body yuan force recovery, the whole body golden surge, strong breath burst, scared the little guy a thrill, a jump several meters high.

"Squeak!"

It fell on Zichen's shoulder, waved a small fist, expressed dissatisfaction and protest, it was sleeping, was woken up.

Small guy's dissatisfaction protest, purple Chen chose to ignore.

After that, he asked Zhang Haotian what happened.

"This is a treasure land." Zhang Haotian opened his mouth and brought some unexpected news.

When they came in, they did not see the passage, but came to an open area with many corpses. During this period, they gained a lot. In addition to some combat skills, there were many monks' insights on breakthrough, which can be described as priceless treasure.

Among them, some weapons with light spiritual power have also triggered a bloody battle with many casualties.

"The great forces have found a corpse, which will never be changed. It is suspected that it is a strong inheritance. Everyone dares to go there. I was going to go there, but unfortunately, I was surrounded and attacked by them." Zhang Haotian Dao.

"What, the eternal corpse?" Zichen was surprised.

"Yes, it is said that it is protected by a kind of inexplicable energy, and it is difficult for big forces to get close to it, so that the inheritance has not got the hand at the first time, which has attracted the attention of other forces."

"The eternal corpse, and energy protection, is this a superior power, comparable to the existence of saints, is it the inheritance of saints?" Rao is Zichen. After hearing this, he is also extremely shocked.

"It is not clear whether the sage is a strong one, but it is also a kind of inheritance, because some people have seen the engraving." Zhang Hao Tiandao: "this time, many big forces are holding Dan soldiers to go, to open the energy shield."

"Dan Bing, they brought Dan Bing?" Zichen was a little surprised. In his opinion, those Dan soldiers should be in the hands of the patriarchal level. At the moment, the patriarchal level was blocked by the bare door. It was impossible for anyone to take the Dan soldiers.

The little guy lies on the shoulder of Zichen and falls asleep again.

During this period, Zhang HaoChen continues to discuss with zihaotian."Mo Lao, what do you think of this little guy?" Purple Chen transmits voice to ask a way.

Although this little guy is cute, he has no idea of his origin. This is the place where he is buried. There are many crises and unknown dangers. Zichen can't take it with him because the other party is playing tricks.

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