C9 Master Is a Beauty?

An hour later.

Under the guidance of the green dot on the wolf cub's body, Wumo soon found the foot of a mountain. Before he could reach the cave at the top of the mountain, he heard the female ghost's screams from the waist of the mountain.

It sounded like she had been beaten quite badly.

Hearing the sound, Wumo's light purple figure jumped onto a tall tree and stood on top of it. He glanced at the mountainside expressionlessly and frowned slightly, as if he was struggling with something.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and said: "Fried Ghost! ... Can it be delicious?"

Black Ball: ... ""

He thought back to the horror movie Lin Zhengying had watched when he was young. There was a look of disgust on his cold and inviolable face. "It must be very hard to eat!"

Black Ball:... ""

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of purple light and flew towards the entrance of the cave that emitted an unpleasant demonic aura at the top of the mountain.

In a short moment, he landed lightly in front of the five or six entrances, and directly walked towards the entrance of the cave with a calm and composed expression.

The little ghosts guarding the entrance saw him. Someone stepped forward and wanted to stop them, but Wumo didn't even give them a glance. He slapped them across the air and sent them flying to the foot of the mountain.

Flying Imp in the sky said, "Ah, my head fell out!"

Ignoring the two small characters, Wumo acted as if nothing had happened. He walked to the big iron door and kicked it open without hesitation.

Boom! The sound echoed through the clouds.

The evil beings inside were all frightened by this loud sound. After they reacted, they all picked up their weapons with vigilant expressions and rushed out in full force.

In a short while, a large group of demons and devils surrounded Wumo.

"Who dares to act so rashly? Are you provoking This King?" A deep male voice sounded from afar. He arrived before the voice could reach him.

Wumo rolled his eyes without a trace. If it wasn't for his aloof personality, he would have replied, "I am your grandfather.

Not long after, a white fog suddenly appeared at the end of the crowd. Then, a tall man with a head full of white hair and firm facial features appeared not far away from Wumo.

The white-haired man looked in Wumo's direction. He raised a smile that he thought was very handsome and walked closer step by step.

His snow-white hair that reached to his waist danced wildly against the surging airflow. His body even emitted wisps of white mist and specks of golden light. That way of entering the arena, there was no need to mention how pretentious it was!

Wumo looked at the white-haired man's unhappy expression and retracted his light blue eyes. He raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, directly pushing the white mist that was about to approach him. He suddenly slapped the white mist back. Not only that, he also slapped the man's white hair back...

Fly him away?

Wumo was speechless. Fake? Fake? Fake?

Black Ball was speechless. Bald monk?

Everyone:... ""

Bald man: ... "" Is my face still there?

The atmosphere froze for a few seconds. The veins on the bald man's temples bulged. He held back his anger and walked to the corner ten meters away under the crowd's gaze. He picked up his beloved wig and slowly put it on for himself before slowly walking back to where he was.

It didn't look awkward at all...

"You're courting death?" The man's expression finally turned angry. A monstrous killing intent erupted from his body. He took out his natal weapon and pointed it at Wumo.

Suddenly, the killing intent stopped strangely. The white-haired man opened his mouth and looked at Wumo. He was stunned on the spot.

It was only now that he could see Wumo's face clearly. Beautiful, beautiful...

At this moment, the "beauty" on the other side was looking at him expressionlessly.

A gentle breeze blew past the "beauty" with three thousand black hair. The two long copper hair ornaments in between his hair danced in the air. Together with the features that made people go crazy with jealousy, they danced in the air. There was also the cold temperament radiating from his body...

At this moment, he was like an immortal that could not be touched by the heavens. It was as if he could fly away at any moment.

Wumo said coldly, "Are you their leader?"

The white-haired man suddenly came back to his senses. He took a few steps forward like a dog. His saliva was about to drip out. "Is there an engagement in the beauty's house?"

Wumo was stunned. He said in disbelief, "You called me. Wh, what?"

"Beauty, how do you think I look?"

Wumo frowned. Beauty?

"Look, those mountains are mine. In some ways, I can do it too!" The white-haired man bashfully said as he blushed.

Wu Mo's face was dark. ... "!"

"Do you have the dowry you want?"

Wumo's expression grew colder. ... "" Hehe, dowry?!

Sensing the intense killing intent in Wumo's arms, the black ball's heart suddenly trembled!

Damn bald donkey, get the hell out of here! Don't drag me into this! If Wumo went crazy, the entire Cultivation Realm would tremble!