A Different Life as a Demon

"Hello, hello?"

As the voice got closer and closer, Wang Zhong frowned. He finally came to this feeling of inheritance. He didn't expect to kill Cheng Yaojin at the critical moment.

After thinking for a while, Wang Zhong put away the fox's tail and temporarily suppressed the feeling in his body.

"What is it?" Wang Zhong asked while cleaning up the fish soup at the door.

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

Wang chongtou didn't reply, "well, the food in the canteen is not very delicious."

Yang Xiaoqing came over, smelled it and said, "it's really delicious. It seems that your craft is good."

"How did you find me here and why did you come to my errand disciple's residence?" Wang Zhong filled himself with a bowl of fish soup and asked. In fact, he didn't like dealing with other people here, but they all came, so he had to ask clearly.

"I asked the foreign affairs elder to know that you live here. Why, are you unhappy when I come here?" Yang Xiaoqing looked at Wang Zhong strangely and felt that Wang Zhong was strange.

Wang Chong shook his head slightly, but did not respond.

"Well, I really convinced you. I haven't said a word for a long time. No wonder you don't even have a friend here." Yang Xiaoqing's tone was a little helpless, and he continued, "come here, I want to ask you something. Why do you say that brother Zhou has something difficult to hide in the market today? In his words, it means that brother Zhou knows the two people who make trouble?"

Wang Zhong glanced sideways at Yang Xiaoqing and said plainly, "I don't know."

"You... Why are you like this? I'll ask you some questions. Everyone is from the same school. What's hard to say?"

"Brother Zhou won't hurt you anyway. You have to ask so clearly what to do." Wang Chong was confused. He came here in the middle of the night to ask this. This woman is too serious.

"I'm just surprised. If elder martial brother Zhou really knows those two people, it means that elder martial brother Zhou will be a bad person."

Wang Zhong shook his head helplessly and said, "someone just saved the United States for a hero."

"Heroes save the United States..." at this moment, even Yang Xiaoqing, no matter how stupid, also understood the twists and turns.

It's been a long time, I see.

"I see." Yang Xiaoqing nodded.

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

"You guy, how dare you be so timid." Yang Xiaoqing honestly looked down on Wang Chong, but he was relieved to think that Wang Chong was just an ordinary chore disciple.

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

"Gululu............."

Yang Xiaoqing's stomach suddenly screamed. She didn't feel embarrassed and asked, "you look good."

Where can't Wang Zhong see that Yang Xiaoqing wants to eat.

It's a pity that he didn't want to be involved with this woman. As he didn't see it, he drank it himself.

Yang Xiaoqing curled her mouth, got up and said, "I'm leaving."

"Walk slowly."

Wang Chong did not turn back.

"It's too boring. No wonder you can only be a chore disciple. You deserve it!"

Yang Xiaoqing muttered. After she left, she didn't find a disciple coming out of the forest.

If Yang Xiaoqing sees it, he will be surprised to find that this disciple usually follows Zhou Yunqiu.

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"What, did you really see Yang Xiaoqing go to the chore disciple?"

Hearing what his friend said, Zhou Yunqiu's face changed greatly.

"Yes, what's the name of that chore disciple... He's a Tu, and he doesn't even have a family name. I heard that he is an orphan, and his strength is weak."

The disciple who spoke was called Zhang Dekai. That night, he happened to wander around and accidentally saw Yang Xiaoqing walking in a hurry.

As Zhou Yunqiu's brother, he naturally knew that Zhou Yunqiu liked Yang Xiaoqing. Anyway, there was nothing wrong, so he followed.

Sure enough, he found the big news, and Yang Xiaoqing secretly met an errand disciple late at night!

"Special! It's that ATU!"

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

After going back, he inquired about it and learned that the chore disciple who swept the floor was a Tu.

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

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"Sneeze!"

Wang Chong sneezed and muttered, "who is calling me?"

With a murmur, Wang Chong shook his head and immediately entered the feeling before.

The feeling was still there, and the evil spirit in the body circulated in the meridians again, gradually becoming clear, and the tingling feeling on the tail hit again.

"The power of nine tails is inherited by the fox nationality. The more tails, the stronger the strength............."

A warm and crisp feeling, crazy in my mind.

Wang Zhong was a little stunned.

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

The memory is very huge, telling the inheritance left by the nine tail demon fox, the oldest ancestor of the fox clan.

First condense demon Dan, then condense the second tail, the third tail, the fourth tail... Until the ninth tail.

Nine tails come out, who can compete with, who dares to provoke?

Just looking at this memory inheritance, Wang Chong's heart will rise with pride.

The memory is scattered, but the inheritance is deeply engraved in the memory.

Open your eyes, Wang Zhong understands everything.

If you want to become stronger, you need to cultivate the power of nine tails.

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

The stronger the talent is, the faster the tail cultivation is. On the contrary, the slower the mantissa cultivation is. Even many low-level fox demons have only one tail in their whole life.

From ancient times to the present, although there have been nine big demon foxes, there are too few Nine Tailed foxes with that talent. Most of them can produce the power of five tails, and they have been thankful.

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

Wang Zhong shook his hairy tail and muttered.

I almost practiced in my dream this night.

As the dream continued, Wang Zhong found that he no longer dreamed about the demon fox, but there was a piece of gold.

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

There were bursts of animal roars in his ears. As the animal roar continued, a stream of hot blood was surging in his chest. The hot blood was surging more and more fiercely. Wang Zhong wanted to wake up, but he felt that he could not open his eyes all the time.

The next day, Wang Zhong finally woke up from practice.

"Hoo..."

Spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, and Wang Zhong was stunned.

His body actually emits a stench, and the original white skin surface is also dark.

"My skin............"

Looking carefully, Wang Zhong was relieved.

His body is not a skin problem, but some black impurities exude from the skin.

After recovering the fox, Wang Chong trotted to the edge of the stream and jumped down.

The stream washed all the stench from his body. After coming out, a root hair returned to its former softness and brightness.

Shaking the drops of water on his body, Wang Chong returned to the house, dressed in human form and prepared breakfast.

While eating, Wang Chong recalled his dream last night.

That dream is a little different from the dream of Nine Tailed Fox.

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

My heart moved. Last night's paragraph seemed to appear again. This time it was clearer.

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

The words are very long, like some kind of inheritance. After the sound disappears, these words seem to be branded in my mind.

"I'm afraid this inheritance is not simple."

Wang Chongning was stunned. Previously, he thought he was not an ordinary demon, because no matter what he practiced, or even practiced human skills, he could learn, which was different from ordinary demons.

Now, in addition to the inheritance of Nine Tailed Fox, there is another inheritance.

This inheritance seems to be related to the body. Finally, at the top of these fonts, two golden characters gradually emerge: Tyrannosaurus.

The simple three words give people a kind of repressive power in blood.

Wang Zhong understood that this overlong body was not a skill, but a constitution.

"How can there be another tyrant?"

Wang Zhong didn't know how this constitution came from, but he felt that his body would no longer be so weak by following the cultivation method above inheritance. He could even feel that the dragon body was stronger than the Nine Tailed Fox.

"What the hell am I!"

Wang Zhong couldn't help roast.

Before coming to this world, he sympathized with the original Lord ATU. As a little demon fox, he lived on and finally died alone.

At that time, he thought that the original Lord ATU's talent must be very poor.

But now, it's not bad at all.

Now think about it, the reason why the original owner a Tu mixed so badly is probably because he mixed in stone village. He spent a long time with dogs and lived a pet like life. I'm afraid he thought he was a dog.

Even though you may have practiced hard, you can't be talented without systematic learning.

After eating, Wang Zhong practiced for a while at the door of the cabin. He felt that his body was not the same as before after the appearance of the tyrannosaurus script last night.

That is to become hard, and the muscles and bones of my body seem to have been greatly sublimated.

Aware of this, he walked to a tree, moved his mind, slapped the tree and patted it.

"Boom......"

The thigh thick tree was snapped.

"This............."

Wang Chong was stunned by the extremely frightening scene in front of him. Now his fist was... It was so simple.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly looked around. Fortunately, because he was a remote place, there was no one around.

After pinching his fist, Wang Zhong knew that his strength had probably reached a new level. Maybe his mother herself was just building the foundation and the peak, but it was probably easy to deal with people in Shangyuan's infancy.

After trimming for a while, Wang Zhong cleaned up the broken trees, making them all firewood, and then went to the martial arts training ground with a broom.

The day's work begins again.

Just took a few steps, the demon Dan in my mind suddenly spun at a high speed, and then another memory came.