The first thousand and eighty-three chapters of the desolate emperor's demeanor
It's too dragging, it's really too dragging.
As soon as the little boy said these words, everyone was shocked.
Whose naughty kid dares to talk like this and isn't he afraid of being beaten when he goes out?
Oh no, he's about to be beaten.
"Uncle Meng asked me to pull a little, I should be able to pull it now, right?" the little one muttered.
This is what he learned from Uncle Meng!
Meng Chuan was already embarrassed. The tug was indeed enough.
Okay, when you travel through the eight realms, are you afraid of being slapped?
You love eating animal milk the most, but you can't hide it no matter what.
When the time comes, no matter how powerful you are now, you will have many evil hands in the future.
But if you think about it from another angle, if the little boy wins the title of No. 1 in the Blood Moving Realm this time, his reputation will be instantly spread throughout the eight realms.
There will be many people who want to do evil things to him.
No matter how cool it is now, it doesn’t seem to have much impact...
Now let’s pull it off first, and leave the rest to later!
What's more, Meng Chuan will still feel heartbroken if the little one is cheated and becomes the big one after the little one expires.
How could you do this to such a cute child?
Anyone who dares to touch my cub will die!
But if it is a big deal and someone gets hacked...
Meng Chuan imagined the scene for a moment, and a sentence suddenly came to his mind.
Please increase your efforts.
On the road to the highest level of achievement, there will be wind and rain and hardships.
As for those ups and downs, a little more is normal, and a lot is reasonable.
It is natural for everyone to be an enemy.
After figuring this out, Meng Chuan smiled.
"It's not enough, please pull it harder." Meng Chuan sent a message to the little one, asking him to increase his strength.
At the same time, Meng Chuan secretly took out a photo crystal to record the precious images of the early Huangtian Emperor.
How can such a graceful person be allowed to pass by as time goes by?
It must be recorded and passed down as a family heirloom.
The little one scratched his head. Wasn't it enough?
But when I looked at those people below, it seemed like they wanted to beat me to death.
"I know you are not satisfied with waiting, but I see that none of you are heroes. You are just chickens and dogs, trying to sell Seoul!"
The little one shouted loudly, no matter what, Uncle Meng said it wasn't enough, so it definitely wasn't enough.
Listen to Uncle Meng, you are right!
"If anyone is dissatisfied, you can come and fight me. My dear, I love eating animal milk the most to suppress all enemies!"
Meng Chuan couldn't help but applaud when he heard this. It was so wonderful, so wonderful.
This is how you look like Emperor Huangtian!
After I was five years old and before I was more than ten years old, I had a bit of a naughty temper and was quite lawless.
In the original plot, he dared to say anything and brag about anything.
If you meet a fat woman, you have to carry it back to Shicun. If you meet a ferocious beast, you have to eat it. Eat them all.
Now that I have received some words and deeds from someone, it is even more powerful.
"I can't stand this naughty kid anymore!" someone yelled.
Arrogant, really arrogant, too arrogant.
Some of the power leaders also looked gloomy, feeling angry at being so despised by a human child who was ranked number one in the Blood Moving Realm.
There are also some people who find it interesting and think that the little one is a talent.
Because some people have never thought of challenging Little One, Little One's words are naturally not directed at them.
Even those people are trying to win over the little one.
How could it be easy to be chosen by the owner of this room as the best in the world in the realm of moving blood?
I just don’t know if this naughty kid has a disciple.
Huo Ling'er's eyes were round and her mouth was wide open, looking at the little one blankly.
She never expected that this milk-sucking baby would dare to pull like that.
How dare he?
"He is indeed a young hero, an unparalleled genius." The Fire Emperor praised, and felt that the little one was extremely charming.
"Father, he is so arrogant and yet he is a hero..." Huo Ling'er felt that her father thought too highly of this milk-sucking baby.
"You don't understand, he must be so confident if he dares to be so confident." The Fire Emperor said. Everyone thought that the little boy was arrogant, but when it came to him, it turned into confidence.
"Then what if I say something like this? I'm also a hero?" Huo Ling'er asked, "Hey, who can't do that?"
Father hasn’t said she is a hero yet!
"You?" The Fire Emperor looked at his favorite daughter, hesitant, but finally spoke.
"Daughter, as a human being, you must be self-aware and not be too crazy..."
"Bang!" Huo Ling'er punched her old father directly.
"You admire Milk Baby so much, and you asked him to be your son!" Huo Ling'er was very dissatisfied.
So towards the Milk Baby, don’t you know that there is a deep hatred between the Milk Baby and me?
The Fire Emperor rubbed the place where Huo Ling'er hit him, thinking in his heart.
I am willing, but others are not willing...
Of course, the Fire Emperor would never say this.
Otherwise, the little cotton-padded jacket will grow thorns.
"I know that many of you are unhappy with me, but I just like the way you can't stand me, can't kill me, and can't do anything about me!"
The little one was serious and serious, and actually revealed a sense of loneliness as a master.
"I am an indelible monument in the history of cultivation in the Eight Realms. I will be recorded in the annals of history and span the past, present and future. You can only look at my back from afar!"
"Because I am the best in the world in blood-moving realm!"
"I can't stand it anymore, this senior, I want to challenge him!" Some people can't stand it anymore, they are so crazy that their bodies are trembling.
There are still such cool people in this world.
Those who know know that you are in the blood-moving realm, but those who don’t know hear this and think you are a god!
Where did a little brat who just took off his crotchless pants learn so many very naughty words?
"Yes." The future master agreed to the man's request.
"Anyone in the Eight Realms, whether they are here now or those who enter later, can challenge their favorite beast's milk."
"It lasts for three days. If the challenge is successful, the owner of the world's No. 1 Blood Removal Realm will change, and the House of Initial Land will be fully opened. Those who succeed in the challenge will no longer accept the challenge."
If there is anyone in the Eight Realms who can defeat such a small person in the blood-moving realm, then he will definitely be the real number one in the blood-moving realm.
The ability to wield 120,000 kilograms of magical power with one arm is just one of the manifestations of the little one who can move the blood.
In terms of attainments in runes, treasure arts, spirituality, etc., he has also reached the highest level of the highest level!
It no longer belongs to the category of moving blood.
"Uncle Wuwu, as the person being challenged, why don't you ask me if I am willing to accept their challenge?"
The little one shouted loudly.
The little guy is very smart and has already figured out some flavors. He knows that Uncle Meng must be connected with this uncle.
That's why at this moment, I have a very familiar tone with Uncle Wu.
The future master was silent for a moment, as if he did not expect that the naughty child would ask such a question.
"Then, you love eating animal milk the most. Are you willing to accept the challenge of the eight realm monks?" the future master asked.
"I don't want to." The little boy shook his head.
There are so many monks from the Eight Realms, one person can drown them all with just a spit of spit.
There are so many people who don't care whether he can bear it or not.
He is still a five-year-old child who has not yet been weaned!
"Okay, since you are willing to accept the challenge of the eight realm monks, then the world's best challenge in the blood-moving realm has officially begun!"
"..." The little boy was stunned, scratched his head, and thought about what he just said.
It seemed like he was...unwilling, right?
Why do I feel like this uncle in the house doesn’t look too serious!
Huh?
The little one was stunned, why should I?
While the little one was in a daze, a monk had already been pulled up into the sky and entered the pillar of light where he was.
I need to beat him to death for dragging him to the sky.
