Chapter 502 Officer, Don’t You Want Me Anymore?

"Uncle Wu, are you practicing Wang Ba Quan again?"

In the yard, a snot-nosed kid was holding a pig knuckle, staring blankly at Wu Chong who was refining his demon power in the yard.

This snot baby is called Hu Zi, the seventh son of the Green Turtle.

Half-demon physique.

The green-skinned turtle, this old boy, has a much better life than Master Wu. On the surface, he, a turtle spirit, looks very old, but in fact he can live a long life. Over the years, he has married eighteen concubines one after another, without saving any money for the Wu family. Naturally, the effect has been that the family has flourished, and the family is full of children and grandchildren.

Regarding this point, Wu Chong did not question it.

When he came to this world, his only friend was the Green Turtle, and he was too lazy to figure it out very clearly. Besides, for him to be able to accumulate demonic power to this extent so quickly, the ‘pretending to be god’ technique given by the green-skinned turtle definitely helped a lot. Under this kind of favor, a few yellow and white things are nothing. Anyway, they were all captured by the Imperial Master's Office, so don't feel bad!

"Top Boxing?"

Wu Chong inhaled the demonic energy into his belly and glanced sideways at Sniffles.

"Which one of us is the bastard? Didn't your father tell you?"

Snot-nosed baby Huzi took a bite of elbow meat, his plump little face full of pride.

"My father said that our family belongs to the Dragon King family, and we have the blood of dragon turtles in our bodies. They are very noble!"

Return the Dragon Turtle!

Does this old boy really dare to brag that a green-skinned turtle is remotely related to a dragon turtle?

"What are you doing here, kid?"

Wu Chong came over and rubbed the little guy's head. The green turtle had many children, and this kid was the one he liked the most. The old man also knew it, so he asked him to come over and call him.

"My dad said he wanted you to come over and have a drink."

Snot Baby Huzi's nose twitched and he sucked back the snot that flowed out.

"Let's go."

Wu Chong picked up the clothes next to him and walked towards Mrs. Wu's house.

In this small county town, the two of them are like local bullies, and the county magistrate always comes to visit them when he takes office. On the surface, the little old man in his seventies is now a big shot in the county, and he lives in a courtyard with three entrances and three exits.

After entering the courtyard, naturally someone came to entertain us.

Now Lao Gui's external identity is that of an accomplished spiritual master outside the Zhang Family Courtyard. He went home for a visit because there was no hope for the future. He didn't expect that time has changed and his former relatives are no longer there. In order to continue the incense, Zhang Yuanwai rebuilt his family in his hometown. In short, it is said that there are noses and eyes. Wu Chong heard a lot about it in his spare time, but didn't pay much attention to it.

When he came back to his senses and came to visit, he realized that Lao Gui's family business was already so big.

A stable life in a small place is much more comfortable than living in the capital.

"Brother Wu, you are finally here."

Old Turtle was wearing a military uniform. He was completely different from his previous image of guarding the gate in the capital. He looked kind-hearted and very kind.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't come to me for wasting time."

Wu Chong was not polite at all, he sat down and started eating.

Old Turtle also knew Wu Chong's temper. After waving his hand to retreat, he lowered his voice and spoke.

"There has been another incident in the capital. Several old friends have been discovered. One of them is escaping in our direction. I'm worried."

The old friend he mentioned was naturally the monster he had hung out with in the Diziyuan when he was on duty at the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.

After the battle between the Imperial Preceptor and the Immortal from the Upper Realm, many remnants like them escaped pursuit, and were later exposed one after another under the pursuit of the imperial court and the Demon Slayer Department. The monsters still alive on the wanted list over the years, Not much left.

"Crush him to death when he comes."

Wu Chong munched on the food. With his current strength, he was completely confident to say this.

Old Turtle also knew this, so he specifically called him over to talk about it. Seeing Wu Chong's attitude, he felt much more relieved. Now that he has had too many comfortable days, he is still reluctant to let him wander around. The most important thing is that there are so many descendants of blood here, so we can't just ignore them all, right?

After confirmation, the two began to talk nonsense again.

After drinking and eating, Wu Chong staggered toward his small courtyard, carrying the generous gift that Old Man Turtle had prepared for him.

It's late at night.

After taking two steps, a blast of cool air blew in.

The cold air enveloped him, and the slight drunkenness disappeared immediately. Wu Chong squinted at the small alley in front of him that he had walked no less than a hundred times, and felt a familiar aura that he had not seen for a long time.

contaminants.

"I didn't expect to meet him in the Demon God's Tomb. It's really fate."

Once upon a time, Wu Chong thought he had figured out what pollutants were, but the sight before him gave him new ideas about his previous speculations. Carrying a pot of old wine, he walked in.

The cold alley, only a hundred meters away, now seems to have no edge, with no end in sight.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, waiting.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before a cold whimpering sound was heard, like a woman crying or like the wind howling.

"Guanren, don't you want me anymore?"

A faint voice sounded from behind. This voice was very strange. Although I had never heard it before, it gave people the illusion that I was the closest person in the world.

If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely be scared out of your wits when you hear this sound and run forward desperately. But Master Wu is interested, how can he escape? With his current strength, even if he encounters monsters and monsters, he should be the one running away.

"How could it be? The official likes you the most."

As he spoke, Wu Chong's body suddenly grew taller. His height from more than one meter to more than three meters, his burly back was like a wall, and his thick arms turned into fish claws.

"Well?"

The voice behind him was dull for a while. This was different from what he had encountered before.

Before it could react, it felt a shadow coming over it, and then it was caught.

The thick claws were like iron hoops, and no matter how hard the monster behind him struggled, he could not escape. Then, in its frightened eyes, the 'prey' slowly turned around.

A face covered with fangs and black fish scales looked down. The owner of the 'voice' couldn't help but tremble at the condescending feeling of oppression.

Is this prey?

You must have eaten the heart of a bear, the gall of a leopard, and the guts of a lard before you dared to catch such a prey!

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person."

Wu Chong tried his best to put on a kind smile. The guy he caught was indeed a pollutant. The strange thing was that the pollutant in the Demon God's Tomb was the same as the immortal Buddha he had seen before. It had its own wisdom and complete emotions. This is completely different from the rules and regulations in the outside world.

After realizing this, Wu Chong became very interested and prepared to communicate with the other party carefully. He must not scare the 'child' to death.

"Come and tell me how much you hate me."

Master Wu gave a 'kind' smile, and the pollutant in his hand opposite him twitched and his eyes turned white.

Fainted.