Zhuo Buqun handed the three exquisite jades in his hand to Wu Zi Lao, a boy riding a black cow.

With a wave of his hand, these three exquisite jades fell into the hands of Wu Zi Lao, a boy riding a black cow.

This is undoubtedly the authentic product.

The boy Wu Zi riding a black cow smiled.

“Good job.”

"When will the senior come forward?"

Zhuo Buqun couldn't help asking.

This was agreed by Wu Zi, a boy riding a black cow before.

“What stands out?

Where can I stand?"

Zhuo Buqun's face suddenly became cold. It seemed that Wu Zi Lao, the boy riding a black cow, was about to regret it.

"Senior, you promised me. Do you want to change your mind now?"

"Junior, just for your current arrogance, I should have sent you on the underworld road long ago."

"What did I promise you?

What did I promise you?

What I said is, if you go and get it for me, I will think about it, but I didn’t say I must stand up.”

The boy Wu Zi Lao, who was riding the black bull, obviously was not angry, otherwise he would have used his very powerful fighting god to oppress Zhuo Buqun and the others.

Fengtian Dou Shen laughed in his heart, "Isn't this old man still as afraid of death as he is?"

The stronger you are, the more you are afraid of death.

What exactly should Mr. Wu Zi, the boy riding a black cow, do to stand up and fight for the human race?

"Senior, how can you stand up and fight for the human race and the people of the world?"

The boy Wu Zi, who was riding a black cow, looked at Zhuo Buqun.

He said, "Now, I'm not in this mood yet."

When Zhuo Buqun was thinking hard about how to make Wu Zi, a boy riding a black cow, fight for the human race.

The boy Wu Zi Lao, riding a black cow, said to Fengtian Fighting God and Wushuangji Sheng, "You retreat first, Zhuo Buqun and I want to say something."

Fengtian Fighting God and Wushuangji Saint will leave immediately.

They both left.

The boy Wu Zi, who was riding a black cow, caught Zhuo Buqun over.

Zhuo Buqun has no power to resist Wu Zi Lao, who is the ceiling combat power of the God of Fighting.

"Let's go."

"I'll take you to a place."

Wu Zi, a boy riding the black cow, pulled Zhuo Buqun to the black cow and sat on it.

The black bull was obviously protesting.

But Wu Zi's thought made the black bull calm down.

Old Wu Zi tore the void apart and left directly with Zhuo Buqun.

When the void was torn apart, Fengtian Fighting God and Wushuangji Sheng obviously also felt the fluctuations in the space.

After exploring the spiritual consciousness, he happened to find that Wu Zi Lao had already left with Zhuo Buqun.

"Where are people?"

When Fengtian Dou Shen and Wushuangji Sheng stood in the place just now, Wu Zi Lao, a boy riding a black cow, had disappeared with Zhuo Buqun.

Zhuo Buqun was taken away?

What does this mean?

Zhuo Buqun had no time to say anything, and Wu Zi Lao, a boy riding a black cow, had already taken him to a loess place.

The boy Wu Zi, who was riding a black cow, kicked Zhuo Buqun down with one kick.

Then Wu Zi Lao jumped off the black bull and let the black bull leave alone.

"Senior..." "Where is this?"

Zhuo Buqun doesn't know what happened yet.

Wu Zi waved his hand.

The loess changed its appearance.

Countless pear trees are full of pear blossoms, and there are still many petals on the ground.

The orioles are flying and swallows are dancing, and there is a quiet and quiet situation.

When Zhuo Buqun wanted to ask what Wu Zi meant.

Wu Zi Lao, who originally had only a boy, began to change his body and turned into the appearance of a blue man, holding a long sword in his hand, with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Zhuo Buqun, do you recognize this place?"

Zhuo Buqun replied in confusion, "Don't know, senior, where is this?"

"Loess beam."

"What are we doing here?"

"Appreciate the pear blossoms."

"Senior, please tell me if you have anything to do, I don't understand."

"Zhuo Buqun, do you remember a sentence, "Loess Liangzi, enjoy the pear blossoms!"

After saying that, Wu Zi Lao stared at Zhuo Buqun, as if he wanted to hear Zhuo Buqun say something.

Zhuo Buqun listened to this sentence, and he answered honestly, "I don't know."

Wu Zi Lao was obviously in a strong mood.

"You really haven't heard this?"

"Senior, really, no..." Zhuo Buqun said with a wry smile.

Boss Wu Zi laughed, "Then I will invite you to drink."

A jar of wine appeared in Wu Zi Lao's hand. This was the wine he brewed himself. No matter how he brewed wine, he could not make the taste in his memory.

This taste is the most similar wine that Wu Zi Lao brewed.

"After drinking, I thought about it and stood up to help the human race."

"Come on, drink!"

Old Wu Zi sat cross-legged on the ground.

Zhuo Buqun was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. He brought him here just to drink?

This old man is so strange.

He took it to the wine jar and started drinking it. Soon, after siping, he didn't know what the wine was brewed, so Zhuo Buqun poured it down.

Old Wu Zi watched the pear blossoms fall.

Sorrow comes from it.

You are not him.

Wu Zi Lao, Bai was very happy.

Wu Zi Lao cut off the hope in his heart.

Wu Zi always restored his appearance and the scenes he met to the same day.

Unfortunately, people are different.

The powerful man under the pear blossom tree should have been gone long ago.

Forget it, it’s all the obsessions of countless years, and now it’s gone.

The illusion of pear blossoms dissipated, and Wu Zi Lao also changed back to the appearance of a boy.

Although you have the same aura as his origin on you, you are not him after all.
Chapter completed!