"Is anyone, is anyone?"

The voice was getting closer and closer. Wang Chong frowned when he heard it. He finally felt this kind of inheritance, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear at the critical moment.

After thinking about it, Wang Chong put away the fox's tail and temporarily suppressed the feeling in his body.

"What's the matter?" Wang Chong asked while packing the fish soup at the door.

"Are you cooking here?" The person coming turned out to be Yang Xiaoqing.

Wang Chongtou didn't say back: "Well, the food in the cafeteria is not very delicious."

Yang Xiaoqing came over, smelled the smell and said, "It's really delicious. It seems that your skills are good."

"How did you find me here? What should I do when I come to my choreographer's residence?" Wang Chong asked, "In fact, he didn't like to deal with other people here, but the other party has found them, so he has to ask clearly.

"I asked the elder of the foreign affairs and realized that you live here. Why, are you unhappy when I come here?" Yang Xiaoqing looked at Wang Chong with some surprise, feeling that Wang Chong was weird.

Wang Chong shook his head slightly, but no response.

"Okay, I really admire you. I didn't say a word for a long time. No wonder you don't even have a friend here." Yang Xiaoqing said helplessly and continued: "Come here, I want to ask you something. Today at the market, why do you say that Senior Brother Zhou has any hidden secrets? In his words, it means that Senior Brother Zhou and the two who are making trouble?"

Wang Chong glanced at Yang Xiaoqing and said calmly: "I don't know."

"You... why are you like this? I'll ask you some questions. Everyone is a fellow disciple, so what's hard to say."

"Senior Brother Zhou won't harm you. You have to ask so clearly what you do." Wang Zhong couldn't figure it out in his heart. He came over in the middle of the night just to ask this. This woman is too serious.

"I'm just wondering. If Senior Brother Zhou really knows those two people, it means that Senior Brother Zhou will have bad people."

Wang Chong shook his head helplessly and mentioned, "Someone just saves the beauty for the sake of heroes."

"Heroes save the beauty..." At this moment, no matter how stupid Yang Xiaoqing was, she understood the twists and turns.

After a long time, it turned out to be that.

"I understand." Yang Xiaoqing nodded.

"Well, I hope you don't talk nonsense. I don't want to get into any trouble." Wang Chong said.

"You guy, why are you so brave?" Yang Xiaoqing looked down on Wang Chong to be honest, but when she thought that Wang Chong was just an ordinary choreographer, she felt relieved.

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense to Zhou Yunqiu." Yang Xiaoqing was about to leave, but was attracted by the fresh fish soup in Wang Chong's bowl.

"Gululu..."

Yang Xiaoqing suddenly started to scream in her stomach. She didn't feel embarrassed and asked, "You look delicious."

Wang Chong couldn't tell that Yang Xiaoqing wanted to eat free of charge.

It’s a pity that he didn’t want to get involved with this woman, so he started drinking it himself as if he didn’t see it.

Yang Xiaoqing curled her lips and stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

"Go slowly."

Wang Chong never looked back.

"It's too boring. No wonder I can only do a choreography, I deserve it!"

Yang Xiaoqing muttered, but after she left, she didn't notice a disciple coming out in the woods.

If Yang Xiaoqing saw it, he would be surprised to find that this disciple often follows Zhou Yunqiu.

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"What, did you really see Yang Xiaoqing coming to that choreographer?"

After hearing what my friend said, Zhou Yunqiu's expression changed drastically.

"Yes, that miscellaneous disciple seems to be called... he is called A Tu, he doesn't even have a surname. I heard that he is an orphan, and he is a weak player."

The speaker was called Zhang Dekai. He happened to be wandering around that night and accidentally saw Yang Xiaoqing walking hurriedly.

As Zhou Yunqiu's brother, he naturally knew that Zhou Yunqiu liked Yang Xiaoqing, so it was nothing to do anyway, so he followed him.

Sure enough, he discovered the big news, and Yang Xiaoqing secretly met a choreographer late at night!

"Damn it! It's that A Tu!"

Zhou Yunqiu immediately thought of what happened at the market today.

After he went back, he inquired and found out that the errand disciple who swept the floor was named A Tu.

"I want him to look good!" Zhou Yunqiu shouted angryly.

……………………

"Ah Yeh!"

Wang Chong sneezes and mutters: "Who is calling me?"

After muttering, Wang Chong shook his head and immediately entered the feeling he had before.

The feeling was still there, and the demonic energy in the body flowed through the meridians again, gradually becoming clearer, and the tingling feeling on the tail came again.

"The power of the Nine-tailed, inherited by the Fox Clan, the more the number of tails, the stronger the strength..."

A warm and numb feeling surged in my mind.

Wang Chong was a little stunned.

Sure enough, this memory is inherited by the fox clan.

The memory is very huge, telling the inheritance left by the ancient ancestor of the fox clan, the nine-tailed demon fox.

First condense the demon pill, then condense the second, third, fourth, and ninth.

As soon as the Nine Tails came out, who would compete with each other and who would dare to provoke them?

Just looking at this memory inheritance, a sense of pride rose in Wang Zhong's heart.

Memories dissipate, but inheritance is deeply engraved in memory.

Opening his eyes, Wang Chong understood everything.

If you want to become stronger, you must cultivate the power of the Nine-Tails.

According to inheritance information, the fox clan also distinguishes talents.

The stronger the talent, the faster the tail practice, and the slower the tail practice. Even many low-level fox monsters have only one tail in their lifetime.

From ancient times to the present, although there have been nine-tailed monster foxes, there are too few nine-tailed foxes with such talent. Most of them can give birth to the power of five-tails, which is already thankful.

"I don't know how many I am?"

Wang Chong shook his furry tail and muttered.

I almost kept practicing in my dreams that night.

As the dream continued, Wang Chong found that he no longer dreamed of things about the demon fox, but instead appeared in a golden color.

The originally painted black night sky seemed to be filled with gold.

There were waves of beast roars in his ears. As the beast roar continued, a stream of blood was surging in his chest, and the blood was surging more and more. Wang Chong wanted to wake up, but he felt that he could not open his eyes.

The next day, Wang Chong finally woke up from his cultivation.

"call……"

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, Wang Chong was stunned.

His body actually emitted a foul stinking, and the surface of his originally fair skin was also black.

"My skin..."

After a closer look, Wang Chong felt relieved.

It’s not because there is a skin problem with my body, but because some black impurities are oozing out of my skin.

After recovering the fox's body, Wang Chong trotted to the edge of the stream with all his limbs and jumped down all of a sudden.

The stream washed away all the stench on his body. After it came out, the hairs returned to their former softness and brightness.

After shaking the water droplets on his body, Wang Chong returned to the house, turned into a human form and put on his clothes and prepared breakfast.

While having dinner, Wang Chong recalled the dream of last night.

That dream is a little different from the nine-tailed fox.

What he heard was the roar of another beast, as if he was talking to himself.

With a thought, the passage from last night seemed to appear again, and this passage became clearer this time.

"The power of blood, the body of steel..."

The words are very long, as if there is a certain inheritance. After the voice disappears, these words seem to be imprinted in their minds.

"This inheritance is probably not simple."

Wang Chong concentrating his mind. He used to think that he was not an ordinary monster, because no matter what he practiced or even the skills of cultivators, he could learn it. This was no longer the same as an ordinary monster.

Now, in addition to the Nine-tailed Fox inheritance, there is another inheritance.

This inheritance seems to be related to the body. Finally, two large golden characters gradually emerged above these fonts: the Tyrannosaurus.
To be continued...