A World Worth Protecting

Zhuo Yifan’s war robes have been broken, so Wang Baole did not use any force, and directly tore a large piece, revealing the white skin of Zhuo Yifan...

Under his wielding, his voice was even more in the resounding of the scorpion. The airship roaring in the sky immediately noticed that it was actually seen from the sky. Compared to the waving shirt, Wang Baole’s round body was only It is the most obvious.

Almost instantaneously, the airship approached, and there were seven or eight Taoist monks directly on it. He jumped quickly. The first person was the deputy of the Shudao, and the red robes were picked up with his leap. A blood pressure that transcends the scent of the tree is spreading at this moment.

Just a little feeling, Wang Baole felt that breathing was difficult, and the mind was uncontrollable and uplifted, and behind the deputy, he followed a middle-aged man.

This person is wearing a blue robes, its appearance is not good, but the eyes seem to contain lightning, the whole person actually has amazing arrogance, at this moment with the deputy, in the momentum is almost the same, obviously also the knot!

The appearance of these two people immediately caused the surrounding winds to surge, and a wave of waves belonged to the atmosphere of the knot, which filled the eight parties. At the moment, as they descended, they followed three old men behind them. The three men were provoked to surpass the truth. They are all built.

"See the deputy sect, meet the seniors!" Seeing everyone, Wang Baole suddenly greeted with kindness and excitement. After gently putting down Zhao Yameng, he stood up and worshipped.

His clothes were broken and looked like a wolf, and Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng were in a coma. This scene fell in the middle of the deputy and the blue shirt, and was shocked.

During the deputy step, he went to Wang Baole and grabbed his wrist. He immediately inspected the injury for him. He was concerned with the incident and whispered the whole incident.

As for the middle-aged blue-shirt, it was also a step out of the way, and Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng went to the forehead, and suddenly they both trembled and slowly opened their eyes.

"Great elders!" After seeing the blue-shirt in middle age, Zhuo Yifan struggled to get up and see, but was pressed by the younger in the blue shirt, and then he appeased Zhao Yameng, and then he looked at Wang Baole.

"...that is a big tree, and it is a perfect building. It has the power to clarify the sound and seal it..." Wang Baole quickly spoke up and went through the process of experiencing the matter. Out of the direction of the other side.

At the same time, I also heard Zhuo Yifan’s words and knew the middle-aged identity of the blue shirt. It was the great elder of the Warrior Pavilion!

"The trees are mutated and become beasts. This is unprecedented in the federation. I have to go and see if this blame is also the courage of the scorpion, and dare to discourage my disciples!" The blue-shirted middle-aged listened to Wang Baole's words, ordinary The face gradually became serious, and the suffocation was about to erupt. It was obvious that the heart was filled with anger. At this moment, he nodded to Wang Baole, and his eyes showed appreciation. He whispered a few words with the deputy sect, then his body swayed, according to the direction of Wang Baole. And go away in an instant.

He is too fast, but it seems that it is not enough. He took out a black big cockroach, a roll of body, and the speed of the explosion broke out a lot faster than before. When he galloped away, the spirit spread, sweeping all directions, searching for chasing.

Seeing that the blue shirt is chasing in the middle age, Wang Baole’s heart is also uplifting. Zhuo Yifan is also like this. Even Zhao Yameng, who is always calm, is obviously relieved at the moment.

"What method did you use to make this big tree go?" and he calmed the three, and the deputy asked curiously.

When his words came out, Zhuo Yifan bowed his head and Zhao Yameng was silent. Wang Baole blinked and coughed.

"Maybe it was scared away by me. I told him that the predecessors of our school came. If they don't run, they will die, so... it will run away."

After hearing this sentence, I saw the expression of the three people. The deputy smirk smiled and raised his finger to refer to the three.

"Your boy knows the nonsense, you, it seems that there are secrets, or the spirit of the beginning of the age, the chances are numerous, can be obtained is also your creation, when you want to say, then tell the Taoist temple."

Wang Baole was a little embarrassed, scratching his head, and the deputy singer smiled again. When he looked at the three people, he had an appreciation in his eyes. From the storage bag of his body, he took out three medicinal herbs and gave them to each of Wang Baole. Pie.

This medicinal medicine is purple and sealed by amber. It seems to have smoke flowing inside. It looks very good. Although the three of them are not disciples of Dan Dao Ge, they can also see that this dan is very effective.

"This matter, you don't have to worry about it, the Taoist Academy will be the master of you, dare to hurt me to disciples the disciples, no matter what the big tree comes, we must kill it and kill it!

And this matter, you have more credit, after you have finished the assessment of the federal hundred, the cumulative reward! The deputy smirk smiled and turned back to explain a few words. He arranged the Zhuji monk behind him and escorted Wang Baole to the federal capital.

"On your way, you can swallow this Dan, restore your cultivation, and continue your journey after treating the injury. I hope that when you return, you can become one of the federal ones!"

"Thank you for the deputy!" Wang Baole suppressed his heart and hurryed and hugged his fist.

"You kid, this is an adventure, actually repaired as a breakthrough, but also took them out to escape, good, not guilty." Deputy sect refers to Wang Bao.

Wang Baole’s heart is proud. The secret is that this is a good thing, and his eyesight is also very powerful. He knows his own ability. After all, the big tree is really scared away by himself, and when he runs, he is very embarrassed and obviously looks like a fart.

So he patted his chest and spoke loudly.

"That is, I am a disciple of the Daoist Temple. I will never be embarrassed when I encounter something. My Wang Baolesheng is a Taoist, and death is a Taoist ghost!"

When the words came out, other people looked different. I felt that Wang Baole never forgot to express himself. But this is very comfortable in the deputy ear. He laughed happily. The more he looked at Wang Baole, the more pleasing to the eye and the conversation. A few words, this is to arrange everyone around, to spread the search.

When Wang Baole three people stepped into the airship of the Daoist, under the **** of two Zhuji monks, when they went to the federal capital, the three people standing on the airship were really long and sighed.

After looking at each other, they all saw each other's eyes. It seems that they have some differences. In particular, when Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng looked at Wang Baole, they also had some strange and deeper kindness.

They did not ask about the coma, the battle between Wang Baole and the big tree and the cards. This matter involved secrets, and Wang Baole did not ask the two men before the shots. The three men confessed and smiled at each other.

Compared to Zhuo Yifan's smile, Zhao Yameng's beauty is beautiful. At this moment, it is like a flower, and there is a sense of peerlessness.

After Wang Baole swept his eyes, he snorted and pointed to Zhao Yameng’s face and said.

"Zhao Yameng, there is something on your face."

"What?" Zhao Yameng, a subconscious raise his hand and touched his face, thinking that it was stained with dirt.

"It's a bit beautiful." Wang Baole coughed softly and faintly opened his mouth.

As soon as his words came out, Zhuo Yifan directly squinted at the side, and the two Zhuji monks who escorted them. They were not far from the knees, and looked at them with a smile. Now, after hearing this, immediately There are differences in looks. One of them is more thoughtful. When you look at Wang Baole, you can see God.

As for Zhao Yameng, after a sigh of relief, he couldn’t help but smile. It’s really Wang’s swearing language, and he’s caught off guard, making Zhao Yameng, who has always been elegant and calm, also recruited.

Seeing one's own words, there is such an effect. Wang Baole is proud of his heart. He secretly said that he is six years old. He has been used for many times since he was a child, so he has some fluttering and a big hand.

"Well, this is over. Next, we are going to the federal capital, and we are in the midst of the league!"

Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng also showed their expectations. Looking at the rapid decline of the Cologne basin, they took a deep breath and talked a few words. They went back to the room, swallowed the medicine and began to heal.

Although Wang Baole’s injury is slightly lighter, it takes a little longer to rely on himself to recover. He simply swallows the purple medicinal medicine. As the body rises, his injury quickly recovers.

Especially the wounds on the body are slowly healing...

Time passed, after a few hours, when the airship slowly approached the scope of the federal capital, the three ended the healing, full of energy, walked out of the room, stood on the deck, looking at the more and more magnificent in the eyes... the federal capital !