Chapter 852
Chapter 850: Tit For Tat
the other side.
Wang Qianchen, who had regained his senses, had just walked hundreds of meters in the forest when a graceful cyan figure suddenly appeared.
“Brother.” Feng Jiujiu called out.
“…” Wang Qianchen looked at Feng Jiujiu in extreme shock, thinking that he had read it wrong, and heard it wrong.
Whose illusion is this?
Seeing Wang Qianchen’s expression, Feng Jiujiu felt a ‘squeak” in her heart, and immediately looked at Banzhuan who was following him: “Has he recovered?”
Brick made a “hmm” sound.
Feng Jiujiu: “…”
It’s over, it’s embarrassing!
Feng Jiujiu coughed lightly, made a cold look, and said with her hands behind her back: “White dog, you’ve recovered, it’s good. When things are done, then go back with me and act as a demon for you. Wang Yan, after telling the world, you are the official White Dog King.”
The promotion of the demon king is different from the cave master and the mountain master. It is definitely necessary to invite other demon kings and demon kings to witness, and then hold a beautiful and famous banquet.
Wang Qianchen said, “I didn’t mention the demon king banquet beforehand. Did you call me brother just now?”
“You heard it wrong.” Feng Jiujiu said solemnly, “I’m asking if you cut off the head of the Wild Boar King.”
Wang Qianchen frowned: “Is this too far?”
Feng Jiujiu coughed again: “Where does all this nonsense come from, just go back with me and it’s over!”
Feng Jiujiu mentioned the Wild Boar King just now, but it reminded Wang Qianchen of something, and immediately turned to ask Banzhuan: “What happened?”
Brick quickly talked about the events of the past few days.
Feng Jiujiu said with her hands behind her back, “You don’t need to thank me, just go back and be loyal to me.”
Knowing that he was almost burned to death by the real fire of Samadhi, Feng Jiujiu rushed to the East China Sea behind his back and begged Bai Kuanghai to save his life. Wang Qianchen must have been moved, but at the same time, he also thought of more s things.
Wild Boar King, Qingyun Sword!
The Wild Boar King will not come to Qingcheng Mountain for no reason, and 80% of the Qingyun Sword is nearby.
Thinking of this, Wang Qianchen immediately said: “Lord Nanhuang, thank you for your life-saving grace, and thank you for your appreciation and promotion… But my brother is about to become the head of the head, I have to stay and help him to congratulate him, and so on. His business is over, can I go to find you again?”
It’s not too much of a request.
Feng Jiujiu nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll be waiting for you at Qingluan Mountain.”
After speaking, Feng Jiujiu turned around and flew out.
And Wang Qianchen took the bricks and sneaked back quietly to see what was going on with He Jun.
…
Halfway up the mountain.
Before Xi Wu had to leave, some good people came forward to check the corpses everywhere.
The Wild Boar King has been a disaster for the world for many years, and the monsters around him are also famous, not to mention that there is a realm standing there, so he can’t be fake. The guests who can come to Qingcheng Mountain usually fight with monsters. Among them, there are also encounters with the Wild Boar King. When even said with certainty: “It is indeed the monsters around the Wild Boar King, and there are several peaks among them!”
Some people stood next to the big pit that the wild boar king had smashed before and said: “Looking at the size, it is indeed the wild boar king, and ordinary monsters are not so big…”
Many people testified, Xi Wu had nothing to say, but still said stubbornly: “He Jun is in the mountains, and the wild boar king is also in the mountains, and he also brings a large group of monsters, how can they be repelled? I want to see , it was because we were all here that the Wild Boar King was scared away.” He just refused to admit it, nor did he want to believe that He Jun could do such a thing alone.
He Jun was too lazy to care about these things with him, and since he really did not do it alone, he nodded and said, “There should be this factor as well.”
Xi Wu snorted coldly: “It must be like this, otherwise why do people run away? Young people should be humble, and they are full of big talk before they become the head, so that others think that we are only bragging about Qingcheng Mountain!”
The outsiders didn’t say anything, but Xi Wu, a senior from Qingcheng Mountain, repeatedly slandered and attacked He Jun in public. Kong Ce couldn’t listen to it anymore, and said directly: “Master Xi, even if the head of He was not alone to repel him, But he was able to survive the siege of the Wild Boar King unscathed, and he also killed a lot of the opponent’s henchmen and elites.
He Jun’s counterattack was more intense: “Why are we Qingcheng Mountain, you are no longer a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain! If you want to run for the position of leader with me, you might as well retire from the ‘Bada Shanren’.”
In one sentence, Xi Wu’s actions were “interpreted” as jealousy and jealousy of his incoming head.
There was boos all around.
If it was someone else, he might be furious and start to justify in a hurry.
Xi Wu, however, is not a vegetarian, so he doesn’t take this trick at all. He calmly said, “I’m not interested in the position of the head of the head, so you don’t need to give me this hat in public! It’s just from the perspective of common sense, You can’t fight so many monsters by yourself, you were just bragging, do you admit it?”