Devil Emperor's Mad Wife: Supreme Soul Master

Chapter 34 Who is more rampant
Mu Qingfeng and the black king galloped all the way, one person and one mastiff, as if they were competing for speed, they had a great time playing.

Perhaps the aura of the Xuanzi Thunder Tiger devoured by the Black King was too strong, so he did not encounter any danger on the road, and went out of the depths of the mountain smoothly.

Mu Qingfeng originally entered the deep valley, just to find the magic hand, made a breakthrough in the experience, and became a monk.

But after this lap, not only did I get to know Yun Suye, Lan and the others, but I also got a lot of things in the space ring, plus the re-encounter with the Black King, Mu Qingfeng's eyes were filled with smiles along the way .

Flying outside the thatched cottage, Mu Qingfeng's eyes suddenly changed, the obvious formation outside has obviously been moved!
"Old Huang!" Mu Qingfeng yelled anxiously, summoning his spiritual power and rushing directly towards the thatched cottage!

However, at this moment, a huge force suddenly came towards him in the thatched cottage, Mu Qingfeng ignored it, and instantly condensed a sword of spiritual power, facing that force with a bang!

And Mu Qingfeng's body also flashed into the thatched cottage at the same moment. Seeing the scene inside the cottage, he immediately stood there, his eyelids twitching.

The Black King barked, and followed suit.

"Not bad, not bad, I have the air of my apprentice." The old man's voice with a smile sounded vaguely from the table in the room.

Mu Qingfeng looked at the old man who was gnawing on the rabbit's leg while talking to her vaguely, a little weak, a little angry, but more sour.

Huang Lao, after four years, finally left the customs.

"Oh shit." In a blink of an eye, Huang Lao saw Mu Qingfeng's reddish eye sockets, dropped the rabbit in his hand, and was about to touch Mu Qingfeng's head with his greasy hand, "Xiaofeng, you are crying!" , Master, am I still alive?"

Mu Qingfeng dodged immediately, dodged Huang Lao's hand, and stared in disgust: "Why are you crying? Is there any barbecue left? I'm hungry."

Elder Huang curled his lips, and threw a roasted leg to Mu Qingfeng: "Take it, take it, I'll reward you."

Mu Qingfeng took a bite after taking it, and his eyes lit up: "Old Huang's craftsmanship is good, it is worthy of praise and praise, and give me another big piece."

"What are you doing?" Mr. Huang clutched his barbecue, "There's nothing left to eat!"

Mu Qingfeng pointed to the black king who was looking at him coldly, and said: "This is my natal contract partner, the black king. We only need a piece of meat as a gift when we meet for the first time."

Huang Lao looked at the black king and found that it was not a species he knew. He turned his head: "Is this from your previous life?"

Mu Qingfeng's smile restrained a little, and there was a little more joy in his eyes, and he nodded: "Yeah."

Huang Lao laughed in a good mood, wiped his hands, picked up a large piece of meat and walked towards the black king, and handed the meat to the black king, but the black king was unmoved at all, and when he approached Bowing down in an attacking state, I believe that as long as Mr. Huang threatens Mu Qingfeng, he will immediately pounce on him.

Old General Huang could clearly see the blood-colored eyes of the Black King, and he could clearly see the simple protector's expression in those eyes. A trace of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, and he said to Mu Qingfeng: "Xiaofeng, let this little guy stop being so hostile. , let me see its qualifications."

Mu Qingfeng reached out and patted Hei Wang on the head: "Hei Wang, this is Huang Lao."

Hei Wang's blood-colored eyes stared at Huang Lao closely, and he lowered his eyelids after a while, squatting beside Mu Qingfeng, without looking at Huang Lao again.

The corner of Huang Lao's mouth twitched: "What an ignorant guy like Xiao Feng'er!"

Mu Qingfeng was suddenly helpless, Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang, there is someone who uses himself as a metaphor!

Huang Lao snorted, and put one hand on the top of the Black King's head, the Black King's fur suddenly exploded, and Mu Qingfeng stopped the attack by stroking the Black King's back.

Elder Huang closed his eyes, carefully examining Hei Wang's physique and aptitude.

After about a cup of tea, Huang Lao withdrew his hand, let out a breath, and said to Mu Qingfeng, "Xiaofeng, has the Black King devoured the inner alchemy of the spirit beast?"

Mu Qingfeng nodded, and said truthfully: "A high-level spirit beast's inner alchemy that can only speak human words."

Mr. Huang stroked his somewhat long beard, and he still had the aura of a magic stick: "It seems that I expected it well. There is a trace of power in its body that I can't see through gathered between the eyebrows. It should be able to swallow the inner alchemy and improve its aptitude." Increase your strength."

"That is to say." Huang Lao's voice paused, and continued, "The Black King will continue to evolve in the process of devouring, until the power between its eyebrows is fully exerted."

"What is that power? Will it be harmful to the Black King?" Mu Qingfeng frowned, she didn't like this kind of uncertain and uncontrollable things.

"I don't know." Huang Lao shook his head, "I suspect it should be the power absorbed by the space distortion."

Huang Lao's scalp felt a little numb when he thought of Mu Qingfeng's forcibly distorted space power that was reincarnated back then. In this world, he had stood at the peak for tens of thousands of years, but under that power, he felt his own strength for the first time. Small.

Huang Lao looked at Mu Qingfeng and Hei Wang, his eyes sparkled with anticipation: "Xiao Feng'er, I really want to see the unknown world."

Mu Qingfeng raised her lips: "I also really want to know why Black King and I came here."

The two looked at each other, and curled their lips into a smile.

It seems that the four-year gap never existed.

Huang Lao and Mu Qingfeng sat on chairs facing each other, eating barbecue and drinking the wine Lan gave them.

Huang Lao took a sip, almost didn't spit it out, and swallowed in disgust: "What kind of rotten wine is this, the worst I drink is [-] times better than this."

Mu Qingfeng saw that the black king had finished eating, and threw another piece of barbecue to the black king, and replied without raising his eyes: "It's good if you have something to drink, and you're picky."

Mr. Huang snorted, after all, he hadn't seen alcohol for a few years and was so hungry that he could make do with a few cups: "Xiao Feng'er, what do you think of your talent?"

talent?

Mu Qingfeng shook his head lightly: "I'm not sure, but it shouldn't be bad."

"It's really not bad." Huang Lao smiled, but it's true that the smile lines were full of disdain, "But it's just not bad, Xiao Fenger, I've seen many talented and evil people, but Like you..."

Mu Qingfeng raised her eyebrows. According to Yun Suye's mouth, her talent should be very enchanting, but she didn't really get in touch with this world and the circle of monks, so what she heard was just a matter of hearing.

"There are at least 10 of your aptitude out of [-] people. To put it bluntly, it's all over the street!" Mr. Huang scoffed, and sneered, "But don't talk about cultivating spiritual power, it's just cultivating immortality. You are seven times taller than me. Eighth level, this old man can crush him to death with one finger!"

Mu Qingfeng's temples twitched, as if anticipating what Huang Lao would say next.

really.

After Huang Lao said that, his expression immediately brightened, and there was pride and pride in his eyes: "As long as I have practiced my unique skills, no matter what geniuses, geeks and ghosts, I will not even count bullshit in front of you. Beat them!" It's like pinching an ant!"

(End of this chapter)