"Sister Wang, please go back to your room and rest... Don't worry, when you wake up tomorrow morning, the stick will definitely be intact and the same as before!" Zhang Tiezhu had a dark face and wrapped a wire around the stick.
After being caught by Widow Wang, Zhang Tiezhu was severely beaten with a broom, and then he mended the stick obediently.
Zhang Tiezhu planned to ask Miao Fu to come, but Widow Wang was staring at him and Miao Fu couldn't take action.
"No, I have to keep an eye on you, otherwise who knows what bad things your kid can do at night." Widow Wang sneered.
I really didn't mean to peek... Zhang Tiezhu's face turned dark and he endured it silently. He worked on the stick for two hours before he repaired the stick and piled the firewood again.
"That's enough." Zhang Tiezhu said speechlessly.
"Okay, get out of here, be careful next time." Widow Wang turned around and ran towards the house.
"Alas... the widow is so narrow-minded." Zhang Tiezhu shook his head and sighed. Suddenly his eyes lit up and a very brilliant idea came to his mind!
"My grandpa likes young, beautiful and long legs... Normal women will definitely not do it, but if they are widows..." Zhang Tiezhu muttered, his eyes flashing lustfully.
Widow Wang: “??????”
Widow Wang put her slender hand on the door handle, her forehead was covered with black lines, and she exerted force on her wrist...
"Boom"
The door handle is broken...
She took a deep breath and entered the room, trying to comfort herself that she couldn't get angry with the fool.
Did Zhang Tiezhu not hear him when he whispered?
Widow Wang only regretted that she had been beaten too lightly just now. She should have used a shovel instead of a broom!
"boom"
Hearing the angrily closing door in Widow Wang's Courtyard, Zhang Tiezhu was startled, then shook his head repeatedly.
"Widow Wang has such a bad temper, my father is strong enough to handle it... I'd better look for another widow."
Zhang Tiezhu sighed softly, entered the room... and sat cross-legged, intending to continue improving his Taoism.
Although the current cultivation speed is too slow, there is always progress.
"Flying with a sword... maybe it's really possible..." Zhang Tiezhu grinned.
When he first saw the flying sword recorded in the blue book, he thought it was nonsense, but the sword just now was really strong... maybe it wasn't fake.
...
In the Luohou Sect, buildings collapsed one after another, and there were countless screams...
"Oh my god, who is he?!"
"Lord Luohu, where is your lord!"
"Devil, this is a devil!"
"..."
Countless Luohu cultists were in a state of embarrassment, covered in blood, and hundreds of people had even been killed because of building collapse.
Zhang Youde was holding a long sword, with a cold look on his face, and he was merciless in his attacks. Several lives disappeared with each sword strike... There are no good people who join the Luohou Sect, and there are not even decent undercover agents here.
The Luohu Sect is an evil god sect, and the first condition for joining is faith... Luohu must be put first, as Luohu is the only god in the world.
And Luo Hou himself can also sense who is sincere and who is fake... Those who can come to the altar at the headquarters must be loyal to him.
"Damn it, kill!"
"Old thief, you are looking for death!"
"Damn it, who is this old man?!"
"..."
Luo Hou hadn't appeared yet, but the hall masters and elders of Luo Hou Sect appeared one after another, and they all rushed to kill Zhang Youde with great momentum.
But the result...
"Puff puff"......
"You ants, kill as many as you come..." Zhang Youde looked indifferent. He had killed hundreds of cultists, but his mood still showed no fluctuation at all.
The nearby Luohu cultists looked up into the void one by one, feeling fear at Zhang Youde's figure... The powerful hall masters and elders died one after another. Who was the old man in front of him?!
"Damn...you are looking for death!"
At this time, in the largest and simple hall of the Luohou Sect, the evil god Luohou awakened, turned into a dark ghost mist, and rushed out with murderous intent.
After seeing the scene outside, the evil god Luohu was furious...his Luohu sect was in ruins, with countless believers killed and injured.
"Lord Luohu is here!"
"My lord, kill him!"
"Lord Luohu is here!!"
"..."
All the Luohu believers spoke excitedly. In their eyes, Luohu evil god was a god and an invincible existence.
"Kill!!" Luo Hou's eyes turned red, the horn on his forehead emitted a rich blood light, and his whole body was shrouded in black energy. He wanted to strip Zhang Youde's skin and muscles in front of him, and hang his head on the door as a warning!
Although Luo Hou felt that Zhang Youde looked familiar, he was so angry that he forgot to think about it... He even omitted to ask about Zhang Youde's name.
Now Luo Hou just wants to kill Zhang Youde and his whole family!
"Hahaha... You guys, monsters and monsters, think you are gods when you get a chance?" Zhang Youde sneered, his eyes full of contempt.
Luo Hou was filled with murderous intent, and the black mist that covered the sky came and he rushed towards Zhang Youde to kill him!
Countless Luohu believers cheered excitedly, thinking that Lord Luohou could kill Zhang Youde immediately and make this arrogant old man pay the price!
"Cut the sky with one sword."
Zhang Youde murmured, raised the sword in his hand high, and slashed it down from the air.
With one strike of the sword, the world shook, and the black mist released by Luo Hou was immediately blown away by a sky-reaching sword energy. This sky-reaching sword energy fell from the sky and rushed towards Luo Hou.
"What?!!!"
Luohou Evil God's face changed wildly, what kind of master is this?!
It's just a sword energy, how can it be so powerful?!
"Damn it!" Luo Hou gritted his teeth viciously. It was too late to avoid it and he immediately used all his strength to resist the sword energy.
"Pfft..." Luo Hou coughed up a large amount of black liquid from his mouth, and half of his body was cut off by Zhang Youde's sword, which was able to dissolve the sword energy.
"Hey, it's not bad, I have some skills..." Zhang Youde chuckled lightly.
When many Luohu believers nearby saw Lord Luohu being seriously injured, their faces changed wildly. They couldn't believe that all this was true!
The gods in their hearts collapsed...
"You...who are you?!" Luo Hou roared in a hissing voice. Gui Wu was weak and black liquid kept flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Hehehe... little guy, do you still remember Zhang Liyang?" Zhang Youde chuckled.
"Zhang...Zhang Liyang, Laoshan Zhang Liyang!!" Hearing this, Luo Hou's face changed drastically, and the horn on his forehead was trembling.
Zhang Liyang, the most ruthless person in Mount Laoshan... shocked the Yin and Yang world by killing many ghost kings in succession.
At that time... Luo Hou was still a younger brother, and his strength had not yet reached the level of a ghost king.
"It seems that I still have a name...I'll kill you in the first battle after leaving seclusion." Zhang Youde showed a cold smile.