One night passed, the sun rose, and the sunlight spread across the wilderness, driving away the darkness shrouding the wilderness.
The little one was sleeping soundly with a dog in his arms.
Don't get me wrong, Meng Chuan had already thrown the little one aside, he was not sleeping with Meng Chuan in his arms.
This dog is really the big yellow dog from Shicun.
When the sun's rays shone on the little boy, he woke up.
The little guy closed his eyes and stretched.
This stretch pushed the big yellow dog far away.
This time the big yellow dog also woke up, and the resentful dog looked at the little one.
Last night he insisted on picking me up, and now after he put me to sleep, he pushed me away again.
"Hey, why am I sleeping outside?" The little boy rubbed his eyes, straightened up, and looked around.
I found that everyone is still immersed in cultivation.
"Grandpa Patriarch is a little younger again. Uncle Lin Hu and Uncle Feijiao have also entered the Cave Heaven Realm. Sister Bao and Aunt Hu have also entered the Blood Realm."
The little one sensed everyone's breath, and his little face was filled with smiles.
With cultivation, everyone's health will get better and better, they will not get sick, and they will always be strong and healthy.
Things like what happened in the past in Yongcun, where they snatched everyone's prey and bullied the people in the village, will never happen again.
No one can bully everyone.
Moreover, with your cultivation, your lifespan will be extended and you can stay with him for a longer time!
Everyone is getting better and better, and he is so happy.
"It would be great if Shicun could be as powerful as Butian Pavilion in the future."
The little one thought happily, with Willow God as the sacrificial spirit, if everyone can become stronger, then Shicun will definitely be more powerful than Butian Pavilion!
By then, everyone will be able to have a good environment and be safe.
The little one just hopes that everyone in the village can stay with him forever and no one can leave.
"Oh, by the way, where is Uncle Meng?"
The little boy looked around everyone and found that one person was missing.
At the same time, he also vaguely remembered that he seemed to have fallen asleep on Uncle Meng's lap last night.
Then the little boy turned his head and looked at the big yellow dog.
Then why did he sleep with Dahuang when he woke up?
The little one scratched his head, confused.
"Hmm? What does it smell like?"
At this time, the little boy sniffed, his eyes lit up, and his hazy eyes immediately opened wide.
Bright and bright.
It’s the smell of his favorite thing!
The little boy turned his head and looked at Meng Chuan's house, where the smell came from.
The little boy opened his legs and ran towards Meng Chuan's house, but at the same time the movement was very small, for fear of disturbing other people.
Finally, the little guy sneaked into the house and saw the scene he was looking forward to.
Meng Chuan is boiling animal milk.
"Great!"
The little boy cheered in a low voice and ran to Meng Chuan, staring at the milk can with big eyes without blinking.
This is the milk jug he is most familiar with and has been with him for several years.
It is his "Supreme Immortal Weapon".
"woke up."
Meng Chuan touched the little one's head, and the little one rubbed it back.
"Yeah, wake up. Uncle Meng, when did you come to boil the animal milk? Uncle Meng really loves me the most!"
The little one always had a bright smile on his face.
The previous idea that his status in Meng Chuan's heart was not as good as Huo Ling'er's was forgotten.
Uncle Meng, love me forever, and I will always love Uncle Meng!
"It'll be a while, I'll be fine soon." Meng Chuan replied, concentrating on making this last breakfast for the little one.
"Did you boil animal milk and drink it outside?" Meng Chuan asked.
"No, the little one is a big kid!" The little one replied decisively.
"Did you drink the animal milk given by others?" Meng Chuan asked again, which was difficult for the little one to see.
He not only drank the animal milk given by others, but also drank more than one can.
In the end, he paid for his butt in exchange for a lot of animal milk.
Although the little one lost the promise of the Ten Caves, the little one also fulfilled his promise.
But after Huo Ling'er enjoyed the little one's butt, she still gave the little one a lot of animal milk she brought from the imperial capital.
Huo Ling'er is also very smart. He knows that at this time, he should use animal milk to coax the little guy.
There will be a chance to continue next time.
But how can the little one express such a thing?
I'm a grown-up kid, I don't want to lose face!
"Is it Huo Ling'er?" Meng Chuan pierced the little one's heart step by step.
"I was forced. The big fat girl is a bad girl. He deceived my young mind and hurt my young body."
The little one muttered, very dissatisfied.
"By the way, Uncle Meng, why didn't you see Uncle Big Bones and the others?" The little boy changed the subject and asked about other things.
"They won't be able to come out for a long time." Meng Chuan replied.
He told the truth and did not deceive the little one.
The Lords of the Forbidden Zone have indeed been unable to show up for a long time.
In fact, the owners of the restricted area were still in Shicun just before the little one came back, but Meng Chuan had naturally sensed the little one in advance.
So when the little boy was about to step into Stone Village, he sent the three owners of the restricted area away.
A real opponent always appears at the right time and beats the little one violently.
We also need to give the owners of the restricted area a little time to practice.
When the little one heard this, he felt a little worried.
"Are Uncle Big Bones and the others okay?"
Even an untrained person from Shicun would know that there is something very wrong with the owners of the restricted area.
If someone is good, only a skull will be left.
"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong. They just need a certain amount of time. When they show up again, they will give you a surprise."
"oh."
The little boy nodded in confusion. Although he didn't know what the surprise was, Uncle Big Bone and the others were not in danger, so that would be fine.
"By the way, Uncle Meng, I have a robber here!"
The little one suddenly remembered something and was very angry.
He took out a small tower only as long as his thumb from a silk thread around his neck.
It looks like a small stone.
He held the small tower with an angry expression on his face, put it directly into his mouth and bit the small tower hard.
It's like trying to bite it open.
But it didn't work. No matter how hard the little one tried, the little tower didn't even fall down.
This tower is so terrifyingly hard that with the little boy's current strength, he can break real stones and chew them into powder.
"This broken tower robbed my things!"
The little boy had no choice but to hand the small tower to Meng Chuan and complain to Meng Chuan.
"Uncle Calabash of Butian Pavilion killed two particularly terrifying creatures from the Ancient God Mountain. They were almost as terrifying as the ones you killed in Duankong City, Uncle Meng."
"Then Uncle Calabash rewarded me with some flesh and blood, but I was swallowed by this broken tower!"
When the little one said this, his teeth started to itch.
How hateful, robber!
There was no battle to destroy Butian Pavilion this time, but there were still some creatures peeking at Butian Pavilion.
After all, even if you love eating animal milk and enter the Butian Pavilion, you are willing to go to a hut for the Butian Pavilion and try to see if you can get the treasure.
This thing also takes time and has a success rate.
Some beings are naturally unwilling to give up until clear results come out, and have been observing outside Butian Pavilion.
But they didn't expect that there was a small house opened by the little one, and everything went smoothly.
Butian Pavilion's sacrificial spirit recovered surprisingly quickly, and killed the peeper with the force of thunder.
A sacrificial spirit at the peak of divine fire can kill two venerables in a matter of seconds.
Because of Meng Chuan, a large area of the Lord of the Wilderness died, so there were only two peepers this time.
