When the little black turtle saw Zhou Baopu stand up, he immediately floated from the table to Zhou Baopu's shoulder. At the same time, he used his claws to grab Zhou Baopu's hair, ignoring the threatening look Zhou Baopu sent him.
"Let's go out and take a look?"
Little Xuangui suggested, not noticing at all that Zhou Baopu's face had turned into the color of pig liver.
"I've told you so many times not to pull my hair again!" "
If you have the ability, if you have the ability, hit me. When will you be able to beat me? Why don't you use your current style again?" , come and teach me a lesson."
Little Xuangui rolled his eyes and turned a deaf ear to Mu Zhu's anger, which made Zhou Baopu not feel angry at all.
"Okay, you win. But remember, kid, there will always be a day when you are tortured."
After saying these cruel words, Zhou Baopu seemed to have really seen the scene of the little black turtle being tortured, and the corners of his mouth raised. There was a smooth arc, and the haze in his heart caused by the inability to memorize the medicinal formula was swept away, and he curiously walked out of the small courtyard of his house.
The torches on both sides of the road reflected the sky red. A long firecracker was hung on a long bamboo pole and was exploding fieryly. Zhou Changqing held the bamboo pole as proudly as a peacock, thinking that his feathers How gorgeous, as if waiting for all the male peacocks to seduce him.
Of course Zhou Changqing is a human, not a peacock, so there are no male peacocks to seduce him, but most of the villagers' eyes are cast on him without hesitation.
Ten feet away behind Zhou Changqing, a fair-skinned young man was walking, attracting the attention of more villagers.
When Zhou Baopu's eyes met the young man's, his pupils could not help but shrink, as if he had been greatly stimulated.
"Who is this kid, and he can be greeted by the whole village?"
Sensing Zhou Baopu's inner touch, the little black turtle stared at the young man and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"His name is Zhou Yuan, and he is Zhou Changqing's younger brother. When he was twelve years old, he had already sensed the blood energy and successfully promoted to a blood user. He was accepted as a closed disciple by the mayor of Shengshi Town. It can be said that he is a disciple of all The pride of the villagers!"
"Is it just him, or is he proud? Although he has some talent, he is not very good, right?"
The little black turtle was talking to itself, not seeing it at all. After hearing what it said, Zhou Baopu His face was already covered with black lines.
He stretched out his hand and patted the little mysterious turtle. He felt that the little mysterious turtle's figure was shaking. Zhou Baopu felt a little more relaxed. At the same time, he warned as if he was very reasonable: "Don't talk nonsense. I feel that there are masters." Breath."
The little black turtle stared blankly for a moment, feeling frightened in his heart. He began to investigate attentively, his body trembling slightly, and at the same time he was still quietly releasing his telekinesis.
It's not that the little black turtle is afraid of strong people, but he knows that as long as it is strong to a certain level, it will naturally recognize that it is a spiritual beast, and then it will fight to the death to snatch it away. It does not want to be Others took her away from Zhou Baopu, so she seemed so nervous.
However, after probing for a period of time, he still couldn't sense any strong people. The little black turtle was surprised and slowly began to react.
Even if it didn't detect it, how could Zhou Baopu detect any strong person?
You know, Zhou Baopu's strength is many levels lower than it.
"Okay, you Zhou Baopu, how dare you deceive me?"
The little black turtle was so angry that it wanted to bite Zhou Baopu, but due to the situation, it had to endure it, but it had no intention of sparing Zhou Baopu just like this.
"Ah!"
The little black turtle looked at the black threads in his claws, and Zhou Baopu screamed in pain, and shook his head excitedly, as if he had picked up a stone coin.
The solemn and grand welcome ceremony was disrupted by Zhou Baopu's incoherent scream.
The people following Zhou Yuan were saying some words of greeting, but suddenly they heard Zhou Baopu's screams, and they were all shocked, and they all became quiet.
It wasn't until everyone looked at him that Zhou Baopu realized that because of a harmless prank by the Little Black Turtle, he had been pushed into the public eye.
Zhou Yuan's figure also paused. At the same time, his eyes turned and he easily found Zhou Baopu's figure.
Looking at the ordinary young man next to him, Zhou Yuan found that in a daze, he seemed to have a wrong feeling.
For some reason, Zhou Baopu felt a sense of danger in Zhou Baopu's body. How should I put it, it was like a weak little sheep encountering a peerless ferocious beast.
Zhou Yuan wrinkled his beautiful brows in confusion. He couldn't figure out what it was that made him feel a little afraid in a person who clearly had no blood at all.
Zhou Baopu's meridians already contain some of the essence and blood of the powerful Beast King, so although he did not deliberately exert pressure, in the heart of a very vigilant blood refiner like Zhou Baopu, Zhou Yuan still vaguely sensed that, Zhou Baopu is different from ordinary people.
Slowly walked towards Zhou Baopu. Zhou Baopu looked calm and elegant. Because he did not have to work all year round and had not been exposed to much wind and sun, his face looked clean and crystal clear, as if it were mutton fat white jade. The blazing fire made him look even more handsome.
Zhou Baopu could even feel that some girls on the side of the road had begun to admire Zhou Yuan's handsomeness and chicness with slightly shy eyes.
Zhou Baopu's cheeks were sun-dried like ink due to long-term collecting of herbs in the mountains. When illuminated by the fire, they also glowed slightly, but the light was black, and there were still sweat stains that had not been washed away. His face was trembling, as if it would fall off at any moment.
There is a difference between cloud and mud, a difference between heaven and earth, but in terms of appearance, Zhou Baopu has already lost to Zhou Yuan.
"Is this Brother Baopu? I didn't expect that after three years of not seeing each other, you still don't feel any blood at all. I'm really sorry for you."
Zhou Baopu's expression suddenly dimmed, but it was only fleeting. , then as if he was a different person, he said to Zhou Yuan: "How can you be such a genius in the long run? I just don't know what level you have reached now." After Zhou Baopu asked, everyone stood up
. I picked up my ears and wanted to see where that genius had reached now.
"In three years, I have reached the peak of the Blood Warrior. I came back this time precisely because before I rushed to the Blood Warrior, the mayor of the Holy Stone Town, my mentor, specifically allowed me to come back to visit my relatives." There were boos and boos in the crowd
. In his eyes, going from the Bloody First Stage to the Bloody Ninth Stage is already an incredible progress.
However, Zhou Baopu shook his head and said with a smile: "You mean, you spent three years, under the guidance of a famous teacher, and you didn't even cross a major level?" The expected appreciation
, But when he became so suspicious, Zhou Yuan's body suddenly shook, but he returned to normal immediately.
"There's nothing we can do about it. Compared with some people, we can't compare with them. We're fifteen years old, and we still don't even feel a trace of blood." "I'm just accumulating more!" Zhou Baopu's
voice
said Everyone was surprised when Zhou Baopu got so confident. They didn't know where Zhou Baopu got his confidence from.