Shocking Evil Emperor

Chapter 4 The Worship of the Wolves
Chapter 4 The Worship of the Wolves

The old wolf king offered food, which represented submission; the little beggar enjoyed the food, which represented acceptance.

Of course, the little beggar didn't know the rules of the wolves yet, so he didn't think too much about it.

Ow.

In the distance, the roar of wolves was heard again. The old wolf king heard this and roared at the little beggar, as if asking for advice.

"Is it the wolves calling you? Then you go!"

The little beggar seemed to understand but not understand.

The old wolf king could understand human language, but the little beggar could not understand wolf language.

But the old wolf king didn't explain, and went straight into the forest.

Not long after, the howling of wolves in the forest boiled again, one after another, very noisy, I don't know what happened.

The little beggar didn't have the ability to pay attention to it either. After he was full, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tattered sleeve, and with a thought, he entered the city of God again.

Inside the city of God, the pressure was still enormous, like a hill pressing down on the little beggar, making it difficult for him to move.

"Danchen Palace, my body almost exploded before, so I can't go."

The little beggar looked at the nearest intact temple. This temple was not attacked and was completely preserved.

"The nearest temples are all kilometers away!"

The little beggar didn't hesitate, and went straight to the temple thousands of meters away.

However, moving forward here is like carrying a huge mountain on your back. With every step, the little beggar uses the strength of breastfeeding. His whole body is full of muscles and bones, and his blood is rushing like a torrent, bursting out with enormous strength.

"It's like carrying a hill on your back, it's too difficult!"

After taking a step, the little beggar gasped for breath. After walking five steps, he couldn't hold on anymore and had to exit the city of God to recover his strength.

Feeling the physical exhaustion, the little beggar felt dizzy. He was too tired, and his body instinctively wanted to rest.

However, the little beggar gritted his teeth and began to visualize the picture of Jiang Yuechun's birth.

Only this time, what he visualized was still the blood moon, as if it had already been finalized.

The flower in the mirror, the moon in the blood, a perfect burst of true energy began to nourish the little beggar's body and restore his physical strength.

With a ray of true energy, the little beggar recovers quickly. Ordinary people are exhausted and need a big sleep. It takes two or three hours to fully recover, but the little beggar only recovers in an hour.

After recovering his physical strength, the little beggar entered the city of God again, walked another 5 steps, exhausted himself again, and exited the city of God.

"continue!"

The little beggar has a deep obsession and is full of resilience. He continues to endure sleepiness and practice Jiang Yuechun Shengtu.

Ow.

Not long after practicing, a pack of wolves roared and came galloping.

"Is it because the wolves want to eat me?"

The little beggar was shocked, and then remembered that he could enter the city of God, calmed down, and looked at the wolves.

Looking at it, the little beggar found that the old wolf king was arrogant, and behind him was a mighty silver wolf with scars all over his body, like a younger brother. Behind them were more than twenty white wolves.

The wolves are inherently strong, and generally reach the 8th level of a human body when they are adults. As for the silver wolf and the old wolf king, they are stronger.

It's just that the old wolf king is old after all, and he lost to the silver wolf before, but because he entered the city of God and absorbed the five-color spiritual liquid from the Danchen Temple, he regained his vitality and returned to his prime. After returning, he defeated the silver wolf and regained the wolf king. position.

Ow.

The old wolf king led the pack of wolves and crawled in front of the little beggar.

The silver wolf was still unwilling, but the old wolf king rushed up and bit him, admitted his cowardice, and also crawled down.

"What does it mean?"

The little beggar was a little puzzled, but remembered that there were some ferocious wolfhounds in Huntianhou's mansion, they would only lie on the ground to please their masters, and they would have rushed to bite others when they saw them.

"Could it be that you regard me as your master?" The little beggar's eyes lit up, then darkened at random, and said: "However, I am not in a bad mood and cannot afford to support you. In addition, I have to take revenge, let alone stay. it's here!"

As if he understood, the old wolf king stood up again, groaned a few times, and led the wolves back to the forest.

At this time, the sky was about to dawn, and the little beggar decided to leave now to seek revenge from the butler of the Huntianhou Mansion.

Zhu Mingyi, the steward of the Huntian Hou Mansion, is from the same town as the little beggar, and was originally just an ordinary guard in the Huntian Hou Mansion.

A year ago, Zhu Mingyi accidentally learned that Zheng Tianlin was about to die at the age of 10, so he brought the little beggar to the Mansion of Huntianhou, offered advice to him, let the little beggar die instead of Zheng Tianlin, made great contributions, and became Huntianhou Housekeeper.

Becoming the housekeeper of Huntianhou Mansion, Zhu Mingyi naturally made his way to the top. In just one year, he heard that he had set up a family business in Huntian City, and he wanted to bring his family and family and move into Huntian City.

"Zhu Mingyi, if it wasn't for you, Hun Tianhou wouldn't even know of my existence, and wouldn't even know that I look similar to Zheng Tianlin, you are one of the instigators of everything.

It can be said that you traded my life for a whole body of glory and wealth.

I can't kill the four princes Hun Tianhou, Zheng Tianlin, and Da Xia, but I can kill Zhu Mingyi first! "

The little beggar gritted his teeth.

"In Huntian City, I have no chance to kill Zhu Mingyi, but I remember that Zhu Mingyi mentioned that his mansion has been bought, and he will return to his hometown to pick up his wife and children in the next few days. I can just wait for him."

Thinking of this, the little beggar used the picture of Jiang Yuechun's birth to regain his strength, and then left the mass grave.

Zhujiazhuang is a small village outside Huntian City, and it is also the hometown of the little beggar. It is located between Huntian City and Luanzanggang.

In Zhujiazhuang, most people's surname is Zhu, but the little beggar is an abandoned baby picked up by an old beggar. He has no name and no surname. Even the exact age was only found out after the doctor's examination in the Huntianhou Mansion.

Although the little beggar looks similar to Zheng Tianlin, in fact the little beggar is two years younger than Zheng Tianlin.

Zheng Tianlin is only a few days away from 10 years old, and the little beggar is only over seven years old.

After a year, the little beggar came to Zhujiazhuang again, but he didn't feel anything.

Although this is his hometown, the little beggar was also thrown in Zhujiazhuang by outsiders, so he was a helpless beggar in Zhujiazhuang. He suffered a lot and was often beaten and scolded.

It can be said that the little beggar has no affection for Zhujiazhuang, and has no intimacy of returning to his hometown.

No, when the little beggar returned to Zhujiazhuang, he met some villagers along the way, but these villagers all showed disgust and hid far away. No one recognized the identity of the little beggar.

It's no wonder that the little beggar has lived in Zhujiazhuang for several years, and no one has looked at him at all. In addition, the little beggar was quietly taken away by Zhu Mingyi a year ago. Everyone only thought that he had starved to death in some corner .

After a year, the appearance of the little beggar also changed. His clothes were torn, and there were dark black stains formed by the dried blood. So when he returned to Zhujiazhuang, the villagers mistakenly thought that a little beggar came from outside.

(End of this chapter)