"The world is too bloody, but the water is still peaceful. I want to go home."

The scarred bald turtle looked up at the sky, feeling the murderous aura in the sky. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly lay on the ground, transformed into the turtle's body, and crawled toward the Blue Moon Lake as fast as he could escape.

Hitting the light screen with his head, Oogway was knocked dizzy: "Oh, my God! What is this?"

A lump was knocked out of his head. The pain caused the turtle to lift his front paws and touch it. Fortunately, there was no blood.

I crawled forward again and was blocked by something again. Fortunately, this time the speed was much slower and I was not injured.

"I'm actually trapped here?! Oh my god, why am I so unlucky?"

The turtle looked up at the sky again, feeling melancholy; he never expected that when he came to the world for the first time, he would lose his personal freedom.

Just now, Wugui watched the battle between Li Yong and Tan Anqi, and the battle between the puppet old woman and the zombie puppet, which made his blood boil. He remembered that Li Yong and Zheng Zheng gave him the corpses of two loach monsters to eat, which made him transform into...

Wugui felt that he should repay Li Yong and Zheng Zheng, so he saw an opportunity and went to besiege the puppet old woman.

However, before the turtle could get close to the puppet old woman, he was injured by the invisible force of his palm.

That was the palm power of the Great Saint Realm. If he hadn't had a turtle shell to protect himself, he might have died.

This also made him realize that his strength was far different from that of the puppet old woman and the zombie puppet.

Seeing that Li Yong was snatched away by Tan Anqi, Wu Gui was unable to stop or save him. Seeing that Zheng Zheng was missing, Wu Gui didn't know where to look for and help. His joy that he had just transformed into a human suddenly disappeared.

Realizing the dangers of the human world, the turtle said dejectedly: "I want to go back to the water, please let me go."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the turtle bumped into it, trying to use more force to break away the invisible wall.

However, even if he banged his head and bled, he still did not break the invisible and strong formation light curtain. This suddenly made him think that even the puppet old woman of the Holy Realm Dacheng had gone to a lot of trouble to light up the formation.

The curtain opens.

I think he is just a spiritual turtle that has just transformed into a human being. How can he have the ability to open it?

At this moment, a blue loach jumped out of the water. When the loach saw the turtle, it immediately transformed into a man in green clothes with a white folding fan in his hand. It was Yuan Zhiwei, the king of loaches.

The green robe is exactly Yuan Zhiwei's cassock. It is not stained by the mud, is clean, and is the right size.

No. To be more precise, it should be like coming out of the lake without getting wet, light and refreshing, elegant and unrestrained.

It turned out that Yuan Zhiwei couldn't swallow the sigh just now, and after taking all the tribesmen into the sea, he sneaked back again. He had not fought Li Yong head-on, so he decided to attack Li Yong secretly.

He felt ashamed to think that King Niluo, who had achieved little success in the holy realm, would secretly assassinate a human warrior at the peak of the spiritual realm. It was this feeling of shame that made him even more determined to kill Li Yong.

Because he has realized that Li Yong's spiritual realm subversion is already very powerful.

If Li Yong grows up and reaches the Holy Realm, how terrifying will he be?

Maybe before Li Yong reaches the level of Saint Realm, he won't even have a chance to escape!

Whether it was for the legacy of the generations, or for the happy life of his one hundred wives; whether it was for the future of the Loach family, or for the revenge of those dead clan members, he would kill Li Yong.

As for Li Yong's helpers, no one can escape; he will assassinate them one by one and leave no one behind.

In a mood of revenge, Yuan Zhiwei jumped out of the water, and when he was about to observe the situation at Li Yong's home, he saw Turtle with a bloody head and bruises all over his body.

This turtle who was with Li Yong actually tried to stop him in the water. Yuan Zhiwei regretted not beating him to death underwater. Now that he met him, there was no reason to let him escape.

Not only Li Yong and Li Yong's helpers will die, but all people and monsters who have anything to do with Li Yong will die.

"Song Yajun, where can you escape? You are dead this time." Yuan Zhiwei raised his folding fan and hit the turtle directly on the head.

Song Yajun suddenly transformed into a human form, pinched his waist and shouted: "Yuan Zhiwei, why are you bragging in front of me? Don't even mention beating me to death. If you can touch me, I won't need you to do anything, and I will commit suicide in front of you immediately."

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"Don't think about committing suicide. You will never have a chance to commit suicide in this life..." When he said this, Yuan Zhiwei's folding fan had already hit the turtle in front of him. Just when he was about to smash the turtle's head, he was suddenly hit by an invisible force.

The light curtain blocked it. The light curtain suddenly formed a powerful counter-shock force and instantly knocked Yuan Zhiwei away.

Bang.

Yuan Zhiwei directly broke a big tree and fell into the Blue Moon Lake in a very embarrassed state.

Seeing that the cassocks on his body were all in pieces, it was obvious that he was seriously injured!

"Hahaha..." Song Yajun laughed heartily to the sky.

I have never been so happy. Seeing that the Holy Realm Demon King can't hurt him at all, Song Yajun suddenly likes it here: "I won't leave, I won't say anything, it's so safe here, I want to live here forever

."

At this moment, Song Yajun looked at every plant, tree, brick and tile here with deep emotions.

Soon, Yuan Zhiwei jumped out of the lake again. His cool and dry green clothes, which were dripping and not sticky, were now not only wet but also in tatters, looking like a beggar begging on the street.

The white folding fan in my hand has now turned gray, and it seems that its grade has declined.

Coupled with his disheveled and dripping hair, Song Yajun could hardly recognize him.

"You are..." Song Yajun pretended, "What kind of god is this? Are you being fucked by a dog?"

Yuan Zhiwei pretended not to hear. He seemed to be seriously injured. After two breaths, the cassock and hair on his body changed back to their original appearance, and then the folding fan also turned white. But he looked at Song Yajun warily, his whole body was full of energy.

He became more cautious and no longer as arrogant and arrogant as before.

He couldn't figure out what method the turtle, who was only a small spiritual master, used to injure him.

"Are you still going to kill me? Yuan Zhiwei, come on, you are awesome, please continue." Song Yajun glanced contemptuously and went out, his tone full of provocation. Even the puppet old woman of the Holy Realm Dacheng had to use it if she wanted to come in.

He didn't believe that Yuan Zhiwei, who had achieved a level of success in the holy realm, had the power of lightning that struck peach trees for thousands of years.

In the past, Song Yajun could only stay away from Yuan Zhiwei when he saw him, but today he was able to scold him. It was so satisfying!

Yuan Zhiwei acted as if he hadn't heard anything and was unmoved. He approached the turtle little by little, raised his hand and stroked the transparent formation light screen, and then asked warily: "What is this? Why can it block me?"

?”

Song Yajun said in a lecturing tone: "You are ignorant! This is the result of not studying well when you were a child. I remember back then, when I was determined to educate the Shui people about illiteracy, I traveled thousands of miles to your Loach family to teach you, teach you, and teach you culture.

Knowledge, you drove me out ruthlessly; haha, this is the consequence."

"Why did I drive you away? Aren't you charging too much?" Yuan Zhiwei snorted coldly.

"If you think my fees are high, that's because you are too poor, and your whole family is poor!" Song Yajun said with disdain.

Yuan Zhiwei hit his palm with a folding fan and shouted angrily: "What the hell, I am rich, my family has thousands of acres of fertile land, thousands of mansions, I have married a hundred wives, and I have given birth to millions of descendants. You actually call me poor?"

Song Yajun sneered: "I mean you are poor in thought, short-sighted, and poor in spirit. No matter how rich you are, if you don't let your descendants learn, within three generations, they will ruin your family business and make you lose your shit."

Nothing left.”

Yuan Zhiwei didn't want to argue with Song Yajun about this issue; after thinking about it, he directly took out a large bundle of US dollars, handed it out and said: "Then tell me what this is and why you can stop me, and I will give you the money."

This, this, must be at least one hundred thousand dollars! This is the fatal temptation!

Song Yajun looked at the banknotes and his expression immediately became much friendlier; who can have trouble with money these days?

It's not that Song Yajun is jealous of money, but that he really needs money. He hasn't made any money for more than a year since he came out, and he doesn't even have money to pay for his trip home. If he can't make any more money, the female turtle at home may

Run away with the other turtles.

When the time comes, if he is left with a group of little turtles, how will he be able to feed them?

He has no milk, water, or even money to buy milk powder. It’s scary to think about it!

However, Song Yajun doesn’t know what this is! How to say it?

"Give me the money first." Song Yajun was a smart tortoise and secretly decided to get the money first.

But he soon discovered that Yuan Zhiwei had no way of handing over the money.

The formation light curtain not only blocked out Yuan Zhiwei, but also blocked out Yuan Zhiwei's money.

Damn it! Song Yajun looked melancholy. He had never seen so much money at such a close distance. Yuan Zhiwei, the iron rooster, was finally generous and gave him so much money at once, but he still couldn't get it.

This anger made Song Yajun's turtle shell suddenly cracked, and he felt very disgusted with this formation light curtain.

He had forgotten at this moment that if this formation of light curtain had not blocked Yuan Zhiwei from outside, Yuan Zhiwei would have knocked him to death in one go. Even if he had the life to collect the money, he would not have the life to spend it.

"It's not that I don't give you the money, it's that you can't get it yourself. You can't blame me!" Yuan Zhiwei collected the money again, thinking that as long as he could get in, he would kill Song Yajun first, so he coaxed:

"Fortunately, this thing blocks the money, but it can't block the sound; otherwise, we wouldn't be able to communicate. Brother Turtle, please tell me what this is and how to get in. When I get in, give me the money."

Are you okay?"

"I don't even know how to get out, and I don't know how to get in. Otherwise, why don't you think of a way on your own? See if you can find an exit." Song Yajun was troubled for a while. Seeing that he could not make money, he was really upset.

"You still say that I am ignorant, aren't you the same as me?" Yuan Zhiwei looked at Song Yajun with contempt, then raised his hands, slowly groped the formation light curtain, and walked to the right. At the moment, he could only rely on himself.
Chapter completed!