Ji Zilong was slightly stunned.
This guy actually called the Mortal Immortal Dog-nosed Old Man.
He was quite willful.
He was afraid that the Mortal Immortal would be furious when he heard it.
But Ji Zilong liked it very much.
This name was more impressive than Lao Bangcai.
"I just told me that your name is Wu Qier."
Ji Zilong grinned.
Although the mortal immortal did not explain in detail, he could barely guess that Wu Qier's past must also be a very sad memory. , not even worse than the former League of Gentlemen.
After a while, the noodles were cooked, with a faint fragrance, and Jun Tong carefully put a few chopped green onions in the bowl.
"Little brother Wu Qier, time is too short and I can't cook you a more delicious meal.
Please forgive me."
Jun Tong smiled apologetically.
Firstly, it was because of his poor cooking skills.
Secondly, Ji Zilong was inconvenient.
Thirdly, this Being on a battlefield, cooking a real meal takes a lot of time, and the enemy won't give them much time.
"It doesn't matter, I am also a beggar with pursuits.
After leaving the Tomb of the Spirit King, I can let Ji Zilong treat me to food again."
Wu Beggar grinned broadly, as if he didn't care about anything.
This scene was witnessed by Shenghuo Lingdeng and Jun Tong, and they realized that this little beggar was so similar to Ji Zilong.
If they hadn't known about it, they would have thought that these two guys were brothers.
After all, in terms of age, they were also Not much different.
Wu Qier was slurping his mouthfuls of noodles while Ji Zilong and the other three were watching boredly.
Although Wu Qier's unkempt face, ragged clothes, and dirty appearance made people stay away from him, but if you look closely, you will find that there is Underneath his dirty appearance, he has a fair and tender appearance.
If he dresses up properly, he will definitely be much better-looking than most of the children from aristocratic families.
In terms of age, he is similar to Ji Zilong, around fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Hey, Ji Zilong, let me tell you, Master and I both know that you are powerful, so do you know what I am doing here this time?"
Wu Qier asked.
"Fight for me."
Ji Zilong was a little stunned.
He felt that this guy was going to talk about pursuing or not pursuing things again.
"You are so awesome.
That's what my master said.
He said that a person should have pursuits, and if he wants a brother, he should look for someone like you.
Whether you admit it or not, from now on, we are a team."
"Okay, I like a brother like you."
Ji Zilong was overjoyed.
"Good brother" Wu Qier roared in surprise and said: "We share blessings and share hardships.
I like brothers like you."
Ji Zilong was also grinning stupidly.
He knew better than anyone how perverted Wu Qier was.
After thinking about it, he winked at Wu Qier again and said, "Since we are all brothers, they will come over later.
You go first" "puff" Wu Qier, who had just rolled out a big mouthful of noodles, was so frightened that he quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and said: "No, no, my master asked me to recognize you as my eldest brother.
Since I am the younger brother, I should let you be the eldest brother."
Come on first, otherwise you will break the rules."
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"Hey, what are you talking about?
Everyone knows that you are stronger than me, and you are the eldest brother."
Ji Zilong smirked.
"No, no, before entering the Tomb of the Spirit King, I was indeed stronger than you, but after entering the Tomb of the Spirit King, you have already surpassed me."
The little beggar was sweating crazily on his forehead, knowing that this guy was going to trick him.
Seeing this scene, Sheng Huo Ling Deng and Jun Tong felt chills.
A second ago, these two guys were eldest and younger brothers, talking about sharing blessings and sharing hardships.
However, when it came time to get down to business, they actually "weakened" together. .
Seeing that Wu Qier was so weak, Ji Zilong's face immediately darkened and said, "Then you don't want to eat this bowl of noodles?"
"Think" Wu Qier shuddered.
"Then you go."
Ji Zilong said sternly.
"Then I quit.
After all, I am still a beggar with pursuits.
Why do you ask me to die as soon as I come here?"
The little beggar was angry, feeling that Ji Zilong was trying to trap him to death.
"Who asked you to die?"
Ji Zilong rolled his eyes wildly, what is this guy thinking?
"What's that for?"
The little beggar wondered.
At this time, Jun Tong finally couldn't stand it any longer and said quickly: "Wu Qier, my Zilong didn't mean this.
He was injured just now by the Sword Controlling Sect's Lingmu Mansion.
Although it's not as good as it is, if he recovers quickly, he will be able to recover."
It will affect the real battle later.
What Zilong means is that you can help delay it for a while before he recovers from his injuries."
After saying that, Wu Qier just understood and suddenly looked embarrassed.
"Bangchui."
Ji Zilong rolled his eyes.
"Don't call me Bangchui.
Do you treat your little brother like this?"
Wu Qier blushed.
"Then you are the stick boy."
Ji Zilong continued.
"You are the one, and I am the beggar with pursuits."
Wu Qier continued to retort.
"You are a beggar boy with a pursuit."
Ji Zilong continued.
"Damn it, I won't eat it."
Wu Qier poured all the remaining noodles into his mouth with a straight neck, and then took off directly.
He quickly patrolled the high altitude, and finally chose a more advantageous position.
Then he sat down with his butt hanging in the air.
Then there was one who didn't have a ride, and he groaned intermittently in a voice that seemed to be about to die of hunger: "Dear well-meaning uncles and aunts, Trill, have mercy on me, a handsome beggar who hasn't eaten for three days and three nights, woo woo Oh, what’s even more pitiful is my miserable master, Wu Wu, he hasn’t eaten meat in a hundred years, Du Yin.”
This tone seemed to be a plea when he was about to starve to death, and it also sounded like a newly married young daughter-in-law humming a cheerful ditty.
"Damn, this is like the disciple I called out.
Did you see that he doesn't forget to beg for food even when fighting with others?
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This is such a pursuit."
In the distance, the old beggar was very pleased.
"Get lost."
The mortal immortal held his forehead helplessly.
"Didn't he just eat a bowl of noodles?"
Jun Tong was speechless.
"Haha, you don't understand this.
This is called professionalism."
Shenghuo Lingdeng laughed and looked very interested in Wu Qier.
"hey-hey" Beside him, Ji Zilong grinned.
Maybe Wu Qier saved his life, so he also had a good impression of Wu Qier.
Seeing that Wu Qier was quickly in position, he stopped delaying and began to recover from his injuries.
The injury this time was not to the body, but to Ji Zilong's soul.
That's why Jun Tong repeatedly emphasized that Ji Zilong should recuperate first before joining the battle.
"That guy is really awesome."
After checking the trauma in his soul, Ji Zilong sighed.
This was the first time his soul had been traumatized.
The Four-pole Phaseless Spiritual Technique is the Gentlemen Alliance's subdued spiritual method.
It focuses on strengthening the soul.
Now Ji Zilong has almost reached the extreme level of training, and because of this, the soul is so powerful that it cannot be compared with ordinary spiritual cultivation.
But this time, he was still injured when faced with the attack from the master of the Sword Control Sect.
However, fortunately, Ji Zilong's four-pole phaseless spiritual method has the magical effect of strengthening the soul, so Ji Zilong is not worried about being unable to recover.
Besides, he has also stored a lot of soul-strengthening elixirs in the Tomb of the Soul King for so long.
While Ji Zilong was recovering from his injuries, most of the distant human extraterrestrial forces and orc forces had forced the drug that could make people lose themselves out of the body.
"Ji Zilong is in the city ahead.
I smelled his scent.
Please follow me and kill him."
A strong man from the Nine-Headed Holy Golden Lion Clan said regretfully
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