C13 The Teeth of the Coal Ball

Wumo looked at him speechlessly, then turned around and looked into the distance. Looking at the distant sunset and the sunset, he said indifferently, "Just treat it as a guarantee. ... Be a guard. Don't let some demons and ghosts wreak havoc in the mortal world, especially to protect the children. Are you willing? "

Yes, yes! " Yao Jiao hurriedly agreed.

"Alright, come to the Illusion Spirit Heaven to look for me in a few days. You guys can leave now..."

He wasn't afraid that the Flood Dragon wouldn't come to look for him, because he had already secretly made a contract seal on its body. If it didn't listen, its head would be burned into charcoal.

Although he wouldn't kill without reason, he wouldn't be able to see the kind heart of everyone when the Holy Mother reached that level.

Page cupped his hands and bowed. "Yes."

After that, all the demons dispersed. Wumo was the only one left standing at the peak of the mountain. The cool autumn wind gently blew past his light purple wide sleeves and his three thousand black hair, raising a beautiful arc in the air.

Looking from afar, his thin back looked a little lonely. ...

Wumo looked down at the scenery below him with a somewhat disappointed expression. He saw the majestic mountain stretching to the horizon where the scarlet clouds floated. Occasionally, there would be a few dark colored winged dragons flying, or cultivators riding swords flying through the mountains.

Not far away, the roars of the giant beasts fighting could be heard.

Looking at the scene that could only be seen in movies, Wumo suddenly felt a little homesick. ...

It had been more than a year since he transmigrated to the Cultivation Realm. The reason why he transmigrated was because he had a dream. In the dream, an old man with a white beard reached out his hand and asked him kindly, "Are you coming over?

"Come and take a look. This place is really fun.

Therefore, Wumo nodded and grabbed her. When he woke up, he became the number one Immortal Venerable of the Cultivation Realm and Illusion Spirit Heaven.

His name was the same as his, Wumo.

He felt that this method of transmigration really made him speechless.

Wumo retracted his gaze and lowered his head to stroke the sleeping black ball in his arms, muttering to himself, "Black Ball, do you have a home?"

... "I don't think I can go home. I really miss my hometown..." When he finished speaking, Wumo, who usually did not like sex, felt his nose turn sour. His eyes secretly turned red. ...

He had been reading the format books for the past year, but he did not see any information about space-time travel. He might not be able to go back.

After a moment, he rubbed his nose, unwilling to immerse himself in the sadness of homesickness. He turned around and turned into a light purple streak of light as he flew towards the Illusion Spirit Heaven.

When Wumo returned to his own Qingling Peak in the Illusion Spirit Heaven, the sky was already dark. Half of the bright moon was quietly hanging on the mountain peak.

Inside the brightly lit room, Wumo gently placed the sleeping black ball on his own bed, then turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

He did not know that the cunning Black Ball Demon Sovereign had been pretending to be asleep all this time, waiting for him to leave when he was not around.

Seeing Wumo's back disappear around the corner, Black Ball laughed in disdain. He thought to himself that Wumo really didn't have a brain!

He suddenly jumped up from the bed and directly jumped out of the open window. With a "bang," he hit the Barrier's barrier outside and bounced back. He even found that he wanted to cry but had no tears. ...

The teeth that it had grown with great difficulty had grown out. They had actually been knocked off!

Black Ball looked speechlessly at the two sharp little teeth that had fallen onto the bed. The anger in his heart was so stifled that it was about to burn him, who was normally not easily angered, to ashes!

The teeth that I just grew!!

Black Ball was angry for a while. Then, like a frosted eggplant, he suddenly pulled his ears.

Alright. Now, not only am I unable to get out, I don't even have teeth. If I don't have teeth, I won't be able to break the contract between my fingers. Won't I be eaten if I stay?

If he recovers his cultivation, then this low level barrier will be broken. He could even break it with a single breath. But now... It was as weak as an egg!

He was the god of the Devil Clan, yet he was reduced to a life or death situation where he was used as a shield, a stone. Not only was there a stone, but there was also a cat. Not only was his life and death in the hands of others, there was also the danger of being cooked by others!

It had lived for thousands of years, but it had never been humiliated like today! If one day this Wumo fell into my hands, Humph! Humph!

Just as the sinister smile on Black Ball's face was filled with the thoughts of Immortal Master Wumo's one thousand ways of dying, the main character came out after taking a bath.

Wumo saw that the black ball on the bed was hugging two short round hands with an evil expression on its face. He couldn't help but smile as he walked closer, and a clean voice was heard.

"What's wrong? Little coal ball, what bad ideas do you have after waking up?"