Eight Thousand Five Hundred and Twenty-Eight Purposes

Wang BaBa never expected that this was the first time he secretly left the sphere of influence of Xuehua City, and that he would meet a strong man in the second realm of True God, even though he was a woman.

In the eyes of people like Wang Baba, there is no strong person among women.

If I, Wang Baba, had such thoughts, I would give Wang Baba a hard slap in the face: I don't even dare to look down on women in this world, what qualifications do you have to look down on?

"Master, let me tell you, there is really no need for us to delay our important events because of such a woman." The loser who discovered Feng Youqin's cultivation said again.

"What's our big deal?" Wang BaBa looked at the loser blankly, not quite understanding.

"Young Master, you have forgotten that our purpose is to find out the purpose of the three tribes gathering here, and what a woman can represent. Who is our young master? If he really wants a woman, he can just wave and come. That woman doesn't know At any rate, it’s just that she doesn’t have that blessing!” The bitch licked his face and said with a smile.

Wang BaBa was a little confused and thought to himself: I did think about finding out the purpose of the three tribes gathering here, but the problem is that I never said that this is our business! Did you make something wrong?

However, as soon as this thought emerged from his mind, Wang Baba immediately understood what this loser meant. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, patted this loser on the shoulder, and said:

"It's better for you to remember the business. Damn it, for the sake of a woman, I forgot about this matter. Damn it. Okay, let's forget about that woman and start immediately to find out the purpose of the three tribes gathering here."

A high-spirited expression flashed on Wang Baba's face, as if the purpose of his coming to the Moon Orangutan Clan was really to find out the news about the three tribes gathered here.

But in fact, if he hadn't discovered that Feng Youqin was a high-ranking member of the Fengyu Clan, Wang Baba would never have discovered that the three tribes had gathered in the Yue Orang Clan.

The other losers also praised Wang BaBa for his wisdom, completely forgetting about the losses they suffered from Feng Youqin.

However, speaking of it, they did not suffer a loss. The person who really suffered a loss is already dead.

The bad team around Wang Baba was so competitive that the death of so many people not only had no impact on them, but also brought more benefits.

Wang Baba's decision also made them relieved, feeling that Wang Baba finally had some self-awareness.

certainly,

They would never dare to show such thoughts. After finally getting Wang Baba to stop sending them to commit suicide, how could they make Wang Baba change his mind?

"Master, can we go and inquire about the situation of the three tribes now?" A loser licked his face and wanted to show off in front of Wang Ba Ba, so he said quickly.

"Why are you so anxious!" Wang Ba Ba glared at this bitch with some dissatisfaction and snorted.

"Our young master has been disturbed twice today, so we can't let the young master have a good rest. Why don't we wait until the young master has rested before we say anything?" The loser who discovered Feng Youqin's true cultivation level immediately intervened.

Wang BaBa glanced at this bitch with satisfaction and hummed: "Study, study hard. Can you be more discerning? Let's relax. Let me wait until I have a rest before talking about anything else. This time, As long as the sky is not falling, whoever dares to disturb my rest will be killed by me."

After driving all the thugs out of the room, Wang Ba Ba took a look at the messy room, took a deep breath, lay down on the bed, and started to rest.

A strong man in the fake true god realm still needs to rest and sleep. I am afraid that only a young master like Wang Baba would have such thoughts.

A group of scoundrels who had been driven out of the room gathered in the courtyard and remained silent.

The loser who had been scolded by Wang Baba looked angrily at the loser who discovered Feng Youqin's cultivation, with cold hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Brother, I was rescuing you just now!" This bitch couldn't help but shudder. Even if his cultivation level was higher than the other party, he knew that if he didn't explain it well today, he might not hate him anymore. But Wang Ba Ba's other henchmen are starting to hate him.

"Save me? Haha! I think you just want to show off in front of the young master so that the young master can give you more rewards." The bitch couldn't help but snorted and said angrily.

"Brother, it's unfair! Think about it, who is our young master? Being with him is much scarier than accompanying you like a tiger. If you are not careful, someone will die. Just now. The young master is so angry, although we have persuaded him to calm down, but if we don't give him some time to calm down, do you think he can make any correct decision? "

Realizing that Feng Youqin was a bitch, he took a deep breath and looked at Wang Baba's room with a flattering expression on his face, as if Wang Baba could see his appearance at this moment, and said again:

"Of course, our young master will definitely not make any wrong decisions under normal circumstances. However, that woman is a strong person in the second realm of True God after all, and there is no strong person with the same cultivation level around us. When the time comes, even if The young master didn’t let us inquire about that woman, but just asked us to monitor that woman. I’m afraid it would be a disaster!”

When this bitch said this, he deliberately showed a mocking expression and hummed:

"If this is the case, who among you is willing to monitor that woman? Don't blame me for not reminding you that the two people just now were only tasked with monitoring that woman."

"You are the only one who has too many things to do!" The lackey who was scolded by Wang Baba finally dissipated some of his hatred after hearing these words, but he was still a little unconvinced and retorted. Repeating this would make him look like he was no worse than this lackey.

"Xiaofeng has not come back so far, and there has been no news of his death. Where do you think he went?" A lackey thought of Wang Baba's favorite lackey Xiaofeng, and asked hurriedly.

The lackey who discovered Feng Youqin's cultivation was relieved when he heard that someone finally changed the topic.

Next, he honestly played the role of a younger brother again, listened more and flattered more, and would never make his own comments again.

Just as this group of lackeys were preparing to disperse after a discussion, waiting for Wang Baba to rest and give them orders, a figure suddenly appeared beside them, scaring them all.

The group took a closer look and found that the figure was Xiaofeng, whom they had just talked about.

However, Xiaofeng looked very scary at the moment. His face was shrouded by an evil aura, and his appearance was almost unrecognizable. He seemed to have been corroded by something. There were tattered pieces of meat everywhere, and even the blood seemed to be corroded. It looked quite scary.

The reason why this group of people could still recognize that this guy was Xiaofeng was entirely because his clothes were different from those of the others. As a popular person around Wang Baba, Xiaofeng was qualified to wear some more luxurious clothes.

Of course, the most important thing was the aura of this guy. They remembered it very clearly. As a strong man in the True God Realm, how could he forget the aura of his companion!

"Help... Help me!" Xiaofeng looked not only miserable, but also extremely painful. He lay on the ground, his body twitching constantly due to the pain, and at the same time, he was screaming desperately. However, the sound of his voice seemed to have changed, and it was not particularly clear to people. They could only guess to figure out what he was saying.