I, Zhulong! Devour millions of taboos and become invincible!

Morning.

The king mud bottle brought out a large pelvic of bones and sprinkled it in the alley.

A bunch of wild dogs suddenly gathered around.

"Eat, eat, just eat full."

Wang Mu Bottle gently stroked the wild dog, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, as if he was the wild dog.

"How was he born............?" Wang

Mu Bottle had seriously thought about this question, but he could not find an answer.

Some people say that he is a disaster star and killed his father.

Some people call him a wild species, and the old lady will only seduce people.

Others say he's a good boy............

Well, Wang Yanhua has always praised him as a good boy.

And that's what he's always done.

Even if he is scolded by a wild species, he will take out the freshly baked cakes and share them with the people who scold him after playing in the water.

Even if someone calls him a disaster star and kills his father, he will listen to his mother and live well.

But he............

It's really hard.

Wang Mud bottle sat in the corner.

He knows.

It was not easy for his mother to take him.

Wang Yanhua is a woman and Taoist family, in Qingshuihe Village, a seemingly calm but actually eating people and not spitting out bones, how difficult it is to live.

He patted the ash on his butt and got up to go home.

At noon, Wang Yanhua returned.

There were still all kinds of food and drink in his hands, which were all things that the Zhao family could only buy in the yard.

"Bottle, bottle, come out quickly, my mother has brought you good things."

Wang Yanhua called softly, with an unconcealable smile on her face.

"Niang..." Wang

Mu Bottle walked out of the room, his face calm.

"What's wrong with your hands, it's cutting the gentleman away from the kitchen when cooking, didn't I tell you?" You want to study, don't do it in the future, your mother buried the money under the floor, and when you are hungry, you will take it to buy something to eat.

"Otherwise, if you go directly to your cake shop Uncle Zhang, he will also give you credit............."

Wang Yanhua held the hand of the Wang mud bottle, and on the hand of the Wang mud bottle, there was a big hole, wrapped in a bandage.

"Give me credit........... You're going to pay it back.

Wang Mu Bottle said softly.

"That's just a few bucks."

Wang Yanhua didn't care.

"Money......... Is it just money, I'm afraid not?

Wang Mu Bottle stared at Wang Yanhua deadly, his eyes full of pleading.

Wang Yanhua raised her head and was stunned for a moment at the look in Wang Mud Bottle's eyes.

She seemed to understand what Wang Mu Bottle meant.

She was silent for a while, patted Wang Mu Bottle's head, and said with a smile: "What do you say?" What's wrong with your mother, you study well, don't embarrass your mother, in the future, your mother will live a good life with you.

"I don't want you to be like that."

Wang Mu Bottle lowered his head, his face numb.

"Hmm! We won't have to do that anymore!

"Really!"

"Of course! Your Uncle Yang has already promised us, when we finish our affairs, we will take us to the imperial city, when the time comes, you can also study, and our two mothers can also be good people, no worse than Chen Changsheng........."

Wang Yanhua chattered, her face full of expectations for the upcoming glory and wealth.

"Is this so..." Wang

Mu's bottle head lowered again, no different from before.

It's just a different person.

Selling with beggars is selling.

Selling to the emperor is also selling.

They are all sold, what is the difference, speaking of which, they are still no different from before.

"Let's go out to eat today!"

Wang Yanhua took Wang Mu Bottle's hand and walked out.

Yang Zhong is also a pure lover.

After confirming the relationship with Wang Yanhua, he gave Wang Yanhua many good things.

He also promised Wang Yanhua that when Wang Mu Bottle reached the age, he would arrange to enter the academy, read and write, and practice techniques.

In short, Yang Zhong already regarded Wang Mu Bottle as a son he had never met.

".........." On

the street, Wang Yanhua held the Wang mud bottle with high spirits.

"Hey! Flowers, this is........... What's going on? So spirited? "

Made some money."

"Made some money......... Whoosh, haha! "

........." Someone

saw Wang Yanhua and went to say hello.

But............

Mostly mockery.

Wang Yanhua makes money, what does it rely on? Isn't it those two pieces?

What is there to be so spirited!

Those women were seven points of contempt for Wang Yanhua, two points of envy, and one point of relief.

What is despised is that Wang Yanhua does not want to face.

What is envious is that they don't have faces, and they can't earn Wang Yanhua's share of money.

Relieved, it was because after Wang Yanhua found a man, most of them would not seduce their men, and their status was preserved.

But.............

Most are still sour.

Wang Yanhua found a backer who cultivated immortals, they were envious, but they didn't dare to say anything, they could only live with their mouths.

"Well, sister-in-law, it won't be long before I'll go to Huang Chenglong, and I'll come to play then."

Wang Yanhua also knew that those people mocked her, but she cared, anyway, as long as she went to the imperial city, these people could only envy her.

No! Envy can't be envied, they are not people all the way at all.

These people who look down on her are not even qualified to carry her shoes.

Wang Yanhua led Wang Mu Bottle to leave, and Wang Mu Bottle walked insensitively.

"Che what's great, don't kill people again!"

Some people scold behind their backs, but when they see Wang Yanhua, they will change into a smiling face.

Because they knew that Wang Yanhua really ascended to heaven.

It can only be said that looking good is really capital.

When Wang Yanhua was young, she was the most beautiful person in Shiliba Village, and the people who chased her could line up to Dakunshan.

And she also found a satisfactory object, a fallen ninth realm sword cultivator............

It's a pity that that Jian Xiu, that is, his father is a short-lived ghost, in order for Wang Yanhua to leave the cage, he split the shackles alone, and then........... He's dead!

That's right, dead!

The Nine Realms cultivators are very strong.

But that's it.

There are many strong people in Qingshuihe Village, but I have never seen anyone who can escape.

This was originally jealous of her, and they couldn't help but burn paper to celebrate.

Why can you Wang Yanhua find a great cultivator as a man, I can only nest in a small mountain village.

Therefore, when Jian Xiu died, even those who originally liked him couldn't help but show a hearty smile, telling you not to choose me, be killed!

However............

"This Wang Yanhua is really a good life!"

Some people can't help but sigh, kill one, and come another, it's really envious

..................

"............"

In the restaurant, Wang Yanhua ordered a large table of dishes.

"Eat, eat, bottle, eat more, grow your body."

Wang Yanhua worked hard to fill the Wang mud bottle.

But the king mud bottle tastes like chewing wax.

Unpalatable, disgusting, nausea..................

"King mud bottle, king mud bottle!!"

Suddenly, there was a voice outside the window.

Wang Mu Bottle's eyes lit up.

"Mom!"

Wang Mu Bottle shouted.

"Go, go."

Wang Yanhua looked at the group of mud legs outside the window, he originally wanted to organize, but thought about it carefully.

It is not bad to let Wang Mud Bottle collect a few mud legs as a dog, and in the future, if it is useful for a place, it will be earned.

Isn't this the case for all big households?

Will adopt a few orphans as their own dead soldiers..................