Ji Zilong was shocked and hurriedly communicated with the Wuji War Puppet.
His expression suddenly darkened.
After the three people came down, they all kept saying that they wanted to kill Ji Zilong, but the Wuji War Puppet heard every word.
"Fortunately, I have the foresight."
Ji Zilong's lips showed a trace of a smile.
He had entered the cave before, and in order to prevent accidents, he left the Wuji War Puppet here and gave the order to kill everyone if anyone came close.
Unexpectedly, this It actually saved Ji Zilong's life.
After packing the insect corpses into the wooden box, Ji Zilong crawled toward the cave exit without hesitation.
Wuji Zhanpuppet followed behind Ji Zilong, carrying the unconscious three people with one hand.
As night falls, by a winding river, the faint aroma of meat wafts out, which is mouth-watering.
"Do you want to eat it or not?"
Ji Zilong picked a ripe insect corpse from the skewers and handed it to the golden thread insect king with bun.
The insect king trembled slightly and immediately got into Ji Zilong's long hair and never came out again.
"If you don't eat, don't eat.
Why run?"
Ji Zilong pouted and complained, then threw the bug into his mouth and chewed it.
From time to time he praised the delicious food and said: "It's crunchy."
In his bun, the Insect King was trembling, but it was not fear, but anger.
If he could speak at this moment, he would definitely yell at Ji Zilong: "Cao Ni, you bastard, I will capture you alive, and then kill all your fellow disciples."
Drop it, then roast it and feed it to you, whether you want to eat it or not.”
Of course, the Insect King didn't dare to scold him at all, as he was afraid of being eaten.
Moreover, at this moment, his intelligence was just beginning to develop.
The faint smell of meat hit the nostrils, and a large number of spiritual sound insects were eaten.
The spiritual sound insects were not rich in blood, but they contained a large amount of spiritual energy.
During the devouring process, the spiritual sea in Ji Zilong's body was constantly gathering spiritual energy.
"Where the hell is this?"
At this time, Mo Junyuan woke up not far away.
He only felt a pain in the back of his head.
He hurriedly ran his spiritual energy to check, only to find that there was a fist-sized bump on his forehead at some point.
Even if the spiritual energy passed through , all in great pain.
"woke up" Ji Zilong asked.
"Yes."
Mo Junyuan nodded.
He didn't think anything was wrong at first, but when he escaped the sound and looked at the figure eating by the fire, he realized that he had been tied up.
He immediately exclaimed: "Ji Zilong , why are you here?"
Mo Junyuan yelled and immediately got angry.
He was about to use the magic plate to cut off the rope and kill Ji Zilong.
Unexpectedly, just as he made a move, a tall black figure suddenly appeared behind him carrying a thick wooden stick.
Bang Mo Junyuan didn't know what was going on, so he let out a miserable howl, was sent flying far away, and fainted again.
When the Wuji War Puppet dragged Mo Junyuan back to Ji Zilong like a dead dog, he saw that his head had almost turned into a bloody gourd.
If the Wuji War Puppet had just hit Mo Junyuan with more force, Mo Junyuan would have been killed.
My head will be ripped open.
"It's not the first time we've met, why are you so excited?"
Ji Zilong muttered and continued to work hard.
"ah" After a moment, there was a soft and tender cry from the side that could make one's bones melt: "Where is this?"
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"Wake up?"
Ji Zilong looked up and grinned, his teeth white as snow.
"Ji Zilong" Seeing Ji Zilong beside the fire, Jun Yan immediately screamed.
She found that she was tied up by Ji Zilong.
And the binding method is also very speechless.
After being tightly tied with ropes, her exquisite figure is more prominent, and even some private areas have obvious outlines, or like the ups and downs of mountains, like the sinking of ravines, all the characteristics of her body have changed.
It's even more conspicuous.
If ordinary people saw this, they would definitely spit out nosebleeds.
Jun Yan was so embarrassed and angry that she was about to sacrifice the Dharma plate.
Then, like Mo Junyuan, she was knocked out with a stick and fainted again.
Within half an hour, the three of them took turns being beaten up by Wuji Zhanpuppet.
They were all bleeding profusely and it was too horrible to look at.
The three people who were knocked unconscious for the second time did not wake up until ten o'clock the next day.
They were already weak after bleeding all night.
After waking up, they no longer dared to be mad.
They were all very quiet.
At this moment, Ji Zilong had already Hiding the Wuji War Puppet, until now they don't know who is beating them behind.
"woke up" Ji Zilong rubbed his greasy palms and walked over with a smile.
The smile on his face was as natural as any evil.
However, this smile looked like a provocation to the three of them.
Some of them were high-ranking inner disciples, and some were powerful outer disciples.
How had they ever been treated like this by a handyman disciple who was nothing?
The three of them were furious and wanted to explode, but when they thought of the inexplicable sap last night, they immediately calmed down again.
"Who wants to kill me" Walking not far away from the three of them, Ji Zilong was playing with the Golden Thread Insect King, still with a smile on his face, showing his shiny white teeth.
"Why should I tell you?"
Mo Junyuan rolled his eyes and rejected Ji Zilong simply.
Bang There was another muffled sound, this time it was not Wuji Zhan's move, but Ji Zilong who directly picked up a stone and threw it fiercely, hitting Mo Junyuan's nose squarely.
There was just a cracking sound, and the bridge of Mo Junyuan's nose was broken on the spot.
"Ouch" Mo Junyuan howled miserably, tears of pain came out.
He was rolling on the ground with nosebleeds mixed with tears, completely losing his human shape.
"I ask you, who wants to kill me?"
Ji Zilong turned around and looked at Yi Jun, who was shocked by the sight.
"I" Yi Jun trembled and hesitated.
Bang Another stone came flying, and this time it opened Yi Jun's mouth.
A blood hole instantly appeared on his forehead, and blood gurgled out.
Yi Jun shivered in pain.
He rolled his eyes and howled miserably.
"Sister, who wants to kill me?"
Ji Zilong once again set his sights on Jun Yan.
Jun Yan's pretty face was already stained with dust.
When she saw Ji Zilong aiming at her, she immediately trembled.
Her white skin tightened.
She glanced at the fate of Mo Junyuan and Yi Jun.
Even as a quasi-inner disciple, at this moment she I feel very scared.
Why is this little guy so scary?
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He is like a devil.
"Ji Zilong, I am a quasi-inner disciple.
You'd better think clearly before taking action.
If we have an accident today, you will not be able to escape the blame."
In the end, Jun Yan's reason defeated her fear.
She quickly organized her words and finally threatened.
"Senior sister, don't talk nonsense to him.
Let's use the magic plate together and let's see who he hits."
Mo Junyuan roared with red eyes.
"He is just a little bastard, and he actually dares to hit me and kill him."
Yi Jun also roared angrily.
Today, he fell into the hands of a low-ranking handyman disciple.
What a shame.
Bang bang However, next, Ji Zilong threw two more stones, breaking several of Mo Junyuan and Yi Jun's bones.
The two people almost fainted from the pain.
They were extremely angry and confronted Jun Yan.
He glanced at it and made a tacit agreement to seal it with one hand, intending to sacrifice the dharma plate.
"hey-hey" Ji Zilong chuckled and stepped aside, not intending to stop him at all.
The next moment, the three of them were dumbfounded.
They realized that they had been beaten twice by Ji Zilong last night, and their foreheads were bleeding.
The spiritual methods they practiced all independently mobilized their spiritual energy to relieve the injuries.
After one night, they had no spiritual medicine to assist them. , the spiritual energy has been exhausted, and there is no way to sacrifice the magic plate.
"Don't tell me, right?"
Ji Zilong smiled even more as he picked up a stone.
At this moment, the hearts of the three of them went cold.
This is the real sailing ship in the sewer.
Three masters of the Dupan Realm came out to kill a handyman disciple.
In the end, not only did they not even touch the opponent's hair, but they were beaten.
His face was bloody and his head was full of holes.
"burst" The three of them closed their eyes and waited for the rocks to hit, but what they heard was a clean word "explosion", and immediately they saw the clothes on Mo Junyuan explode with a bang.
"Ah" Jun Yan screamed and immediately closed her eyes.
Her curved eyelashes were covered with crystal tears and she was trembling.
"Ji Zilong, a scholar cannot be killed.
If you have the guts, kill me."
Mo Junyuan was so ashamed and angry that he finally saw Ji Zilong's clothes-exploding method.
After his clothes were exposed in front of his junior brother and senior sister, Mo Junyuan discovered Being beaten before was not a shame at all, but now he wanted to die.
Looking away, he saw Yi Jun's face was determined, Ji Zilong exploded again, and Yi Jun's clothes exploded.
"Don't blast me, don't blast me" Jun Yan was praying in her heart that if Ji Zilong really had her clothes blown off in front of Mo Junyuan and Yi Jun, she really wouldn't want to live anymore
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