Your Treasures Are Nothing Compared to Mine! Two Sages of the West: Why Are We Involved Again?!
Xing Tian's eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost fell out.
Pointing at Di Jiang's bloody back.
"Big... brother?!"
"You're not dead?!"
"I saw you screamed so miserably just now."
"I thought you were going to confess here!"
Di Jiang waved his hand indifferently and spat with disdain.
"Tch, it's just acting!"
"Your eldest brother, I am Space Ancestor Witch, I am thick-skinned and thick-skinned!"
"This little skin injury didn't even penetrate my dermis, so where is it?"
"If I don't scream more painfully, can the mad dog stop?"
"This is called a tactical display of weakness!"
Look at the stab wounds on Di Jiang's back that are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhao Gongming standing in the distance.
I couldn't help but give a thumbs up and exclaimed sincerely.
"Fuck..."
"As expected of Primordial Era, the most shameless person!"
"Not only is this thick-skinned, but this health bar is also unusually thick!"
"A pure blooded bull and a scoundrel!"
At this time, Di Jun and Bai Ze were too lazy to pay attention to the hob meat.
He snorted coldly and turned back to Demon Court.
Lu Ya is bringing Wu Zhiqi who just got a new toy.
Excitedly, he turned into a flowing light and went to the lower realm.
I am going to find a few unlucky monsters to test my power of riding on horseback.
Apart from South Heaven Gate, there are only three people Witch Race and Zhao Gongming left.
Di Jiang waved his hand and said to Xing Tian and Jiu Feng.
"Okay, now that the excitement is over, you two should go back to the Pangu Hall first."
"I still have some personal matters to take care of."
After sending away my younger brothers and sisters.
Di Jiang turned around, and the arrogant and rogue expression disappeared instantly.
He rubbed his two big palm-like hands together and took small steps.
With a flattering smile on his face, he came close to Zhao Gongming.
"Hehehe... Brother Zhao..."
"Old nephew?"
Zhao Gongming was so shocked by the name that he took a cautious step back.
"Martial Uncle, what do you want to do again?"
"I don't have any money with me!"
Di Jiang blushed and said coyly.
"It's not about money..."
"I just want to ask... can you teach Martial Uncle the secret to making friends?"
"Martial Uncle I... really want to make friends!"
"I don't want to be beaten wherever I go!"
Look at Di Jiang's little eyes full of desire and grievance.
Zhao Gongming was stunned.
"This..."
"Martial Uncle Di Jiang Is this... finally waking up?!"
"Martial Uncle, what do you mean?"
"The secret to making friends?"
"You are not known as Primordial Era's number one social butterfly..."
"Ah no, Primordial Era is the number one troublemaker?"
Di Jiang's rough old face turned red rarely.
He scratched his bald head in embarrassment and expressed coyly.
"Oh, Martial Nephew, you don't understand me."
"Actually, when I do all this, I blackmail people and flirt with people everywhere. You can also see it..."
"I'm not doing it for that scrap!"
"I just... just want to attract everyone's attention!"
"I want to make friends with everyone!"
Di Jiang sighed, with a hint of loneliness and grievance in his tone.
"However, my method is obviously wrong."
"When I was born, I was very outspoken and could only speak with my fists."
"And I don't have any friends, and I don't know how to make friends."
"After all, in Witch Race, we are all brothers and sisters related by blood. Everyone is used to fighting and fighting."
"I really don't know how to go out and make friends with outsiders..."
Having said this, Di Jiang stared at Zhao Gongming with burning eyes.
His eyes were full of curiosity.
"Martial Nephew You are different!"
"Your friends are all over Primordial Era!"
"Three Teachings disciples all listen to you, Demon Race the prince calls you brothers."
"Even me, Ancestral Witch, who has the worst temper, is also your good friend!"
"Why don't you...Martial Nephew teach me?"
"How can I be as popular as you are?"
Look at Di Jiang, a macho man in tears, looking serious about studying as a school bully.
Zhao Gongming was silent.
He really didn't expect that this powerful Primordial Era Space Ancestor Witch.
The underlying logic that causes trouble everywhere.
It's actually because of... social fear and lack of love?!
What kind of epic contrast is this?!
"Alas..."
Zhao Gongming let out a long sigh and patted Di Jiang on the shoulder.
"Okay, since Martial Uncle you humbly ask for advice, then I will guide you."
"Then you come with me. Let's start practicing in the simple mode first."
"Go find Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, Martial Uncle!"
"After all, these two are the Quasi-Saint with the best personalities among all Primordial Era."
"I'm also your peer, easy to communicate with."
When Di Jiang heard this, he immediately slapped his thigh excitedly.
"Okay, listen to you!"
"I will definitely do it well!"
"Try to make two good friends today!"
Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhao Gongming and Di Jiang had just torn apart the space and landed in front of the Daoist temple.
"Two Martial Uncle, Gongming are here..."
Zhao Gongming just wanted to say hello politely.
Never thought about it.
Boom! Boom!
Two terrifying Quasi-Saint pressures erupted instantly!
Only Ancestor Hong Yun and Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi are seen.
Like a frightened bird, he instantly jumped out of the Daoist temple.
Hong Yun held the Immobilization Talisman with funny expression in his hand.
Zhen Yuanzi held up the size 45 Sister Yu old Cloth Shoes in his hand.
The two of them felt like they were facing a powerful enemy, like they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.
Pointing at Di Jiang and scolding him harshly.
"Di Jiang, you still dare to come?!"
"Hurry back and stay away from us Wuzhuang Temple!"
"Otherwise we won't be polite!"
"The worst I can do is make you squat in the trap again!"
"Slap your soles again!"
Faced with this tense battle.
Di Jiang's enthusiasm for making friends was instantly poured cold water on her.
He scratched his head in embarrassment and stood there at a loss.
Zhao Gongming looked at this scene and couldn't help but call him an expert.
"Martial Uncle ah..."
"Your reputation as a dog-hating person is unique among Primordial Era."
"Even Primordial Era has the two best tempers, Great Expert."
"When I see you, I'll just grab your dick."
"How many sins have you committed in the past?"
Complaints are complaints, Zhao Gongming quickly stepped forward.
Acting as peacemaker, he opened his arms and explained.
"Misunderstanding, two Martial Uncle, huge misunderstanding!"
"Put away the magic weapon quickly, don't let it go wrong!"
"Martial Uncle Di Jiang is not here for trouble today."
"He came specifically to apologize to you two!"
As soon as these words came out, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were stunned.
Looking at Zhao Gongming with a confused face.
It felt like I heard the funniest joke Primordial Era.
"Apologise?!"
Zhen Yuanzi sneered, his face full of disbelief.
"Gongming Martial Nephew, don't make fun of us!"
"Di Jiang is here to apologize?"
"You might as well say... that stingy Two Sages of the West."
"Suddenly, he showed great compassion and began to distribute free innate magic weapons to all Primordial Era creatures!"
"This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!"
Meanwhile, far to the west, Mount Sumeru.
Jie Yin and Zhun Ti are two saints.
Sitting upright next to Eight-Treasure Merit Pool.
Preaching sermons to the Western Teachings disciples below.
suddenly.
"Ah sneeze!"
"Ah sneeze!"
The two saints sneezed loudly in unison.
The shock caused Merit Pool water to ripple.
Medicine Master, Maitreya, Dizang and others below looked at each other in confusion.
"Sages can also catch colds?"
Jie Yin and Zhun Ti looked at each other.
He frowned slightly and counted with his fingers.
After a while.
Daoist Zhunti's pained face fell instantly.
He looked up to the sky with a resentful look and sighed.
"What a sin..."
"We, brothers and sisters, are preaching at home honestly. Who has provoked whom?"
"Why is it so far away in the east?"
"What else is there about us?!"
"When people sit at home, pots come from heaven!"
"Primordial Era can't stay here!"