Entering Uncle Ying's Zombie World

Chapter 178 Fairy Ziyun crippled him with a sword

"Death." Zhu Wushi glared at Hao Lan, "I want you to die."

But as soon as he said this, Hao Lan appeared in front of him, and said calmly: "There are many people who want me to die, and you can't even rank within a thousand."

Zhu Wushi stared wide-eyed and looked at Hao Lan. The speed was too fast, so fast that he didn't even notice it.

"Of course, nine out of ten people who want me to die don't dare to yell at me to die like you do."

As soon as Hao Lan finished speaking, he slapped him up, and with a slap, Zhu ignored being hit and flew directly to the tree outside, hanging on the tree outside, looking extremely embarrassed.

The other four were stunned, what the hell is this, Zhu Wushi was abused by a waste who practiced martial arts.

"Ah, if I don't kill you, I swear I won't be human."

Zhu ignored his anger and flew in. He was very powerful and powerful. That kind of powerful aura was no longer something ordinary strong people could have.

He, Zhu Wushi, is actually a Jindan, a real Jindan-level powerhouse, and judging by his coercion, he is by no means the kind of Jindan who just entered Jindan.

The few friends were dumbfounded. They actually thought that Zhu Wushi would be at the Jindan level. After all, the rumors are not small, but at this moment, feeling the coercion of Zhu Wushi who is comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul, really Too horrified.

Zhu ignored the golden elixir, it was too strong, the friends couldn't help but looked at Hao Lan, this martial arts practitioner must be in trouble now.

Hao Lan smiled, nodded and said, "You are not a pure person, because your father is not a person at all."

Zhu ignored Hao Lan's eyes and stared at Hao Lan: "Who are you?"

Hao Lan smiled: "This is just a semi-public little secret, who doesn't know."

Zhu Wushi took a deep breath: "Although I don't know how you practice martial arts so well, I will let you understand today that trash is always trash."

Before he finished speaking, he realized that Hao Lan had appeared in front of him again. Before he could react in the future, he saw Hao Lan slap him in the face again.

At this moment, Zhu Wushi's heart was hopeless. He was obviously fully fired. Even if he faced the strong Nascent Soul, he might not be invincible. How could he be slapped by this waste of martial arts? .

The friends were dumbfounded when they saw this seemingly similar scene. Be good to me, Zhu Wushi is a strong golden core, why is he not even strong enough to fight back at the hands of this waste of martial arts.

Although it was just a shot, the result was too obvious.

This is completely like adults beating children, it's too disparate.

"What the hell, are those who practice martial arts a waste, or are those who cultivate immortality?" Zhu Wushi was a little suspicious at the last moment. In fact, is it true that people who cultivate immortals are waste.

Zhu Wushi could feel that the power in Hao Lan's body was nothing like the spiritual power or magic power of cultivating immortals. It was certain that Hao Lan was definitely not from cultivating immortals.

With a slap, Zhu Wushi was sent flying again, but still flew to the tree outside. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the position where he hung on the tree was still the same.

Hao Lan glanced at his friends, turned around and left, feeling really good about bullying Xiuxian.

"After tonight, my acupoints will become one. By then, I will be able to protect myself somewhat. There is no need to keep a low profile."

Hao Lan murmured, "Borrowing the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate, this level of practice is almost the limit. If you don't use the treasures of heaven and earth, the progress will be very slow. There is no way. After reaching this step in the road of martial arts training, The spiritual energy needed is unimaginable. Hao Lan suspects that if he lets go of his practice, the rest of the whole Nandu will not be able to practice.

After hanging on the tree for a long time, several friends got Zhu Wushi down from the tree. Seeing Zhu Wushi whose face was swollen like a pig's head, the friends couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"Damn it, what a hell."

Zhu ignored sitting under the tree, and suddenly scolded: "Didn't you say that martial arts practitioners are all trash?"

After hearing the words, the friends didn't know what to say. This is really unreasonable. A cultivator, and a cultivator who has reached the golden core, was abused by a martial arts practitioner, and he still didn't fight back at all. room.

"What the hell, fortunately this is a special training ground, no one can get in, otherwise, this embarrassment would be a big shame."

Zhu Wushi took off his shirt, covered his head, glanced around, and flew away.

When the friends saw this, they were a little curious. Boss Zhu, you are a golden pill. This swollen face will disappear after a while?
They probably don't know that Zhu Wushi can't reduce the swelling at all, otherwise, he wouldn't have to do it.

When he got home, Zhu Wushi went to find his mother: "Mom, help me."

Zhu Wushi's mother, He Lan, looked at her son, and when she got home, she still covered her face, as if she couldn't see anyone, she couldn't help looking at her son in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhu Wushi really wanted to pretend to be calm, so he removed the clothes covering his face, and said calmly, "It's swollen."

Looking at her son's pig-headed face, He Lan couldn't help laughing: "Sure enough, this face is swollen, and it's more like father and son with your father's pig-headed face."

Zhu Wushi rolled his eyes: "Mom, you said that about your son, did you send me as a phone bill?"

He Lan's face changed, and he looked at his son with concern and love and said, "My poor son, why did you get beaten into a pig's head?"

Although the mother pretended to be so warm and caring, Zhu Wushi still felt that the mother was more gleeful, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, I really gave it as a phone bill.

Seeing her son looking at her in a very speechless manner, He Lan realized that she was taking too much pleasure in others' misfortune, coughed and said, "Okay, I will help my son reduce the swelling."

After a few times, Zhu Wushi looked at his mother coldly: "My mother, can you pretend to be more decent, the majestic real fairy, help me get rid of my swelling. You are my three-year-old child."

"Or, do you want to see your son laugh on purpose?"

At the beginning, He Lan did it on purpose. Her son's fat face has subsided, and if she wanted to see it in the future, she would have no chance. But the next two times, He Lan was serious, but she found out that if she let her Mana, actually can not help his son swelling.

Looking at his mother's expression, Zhu Wushi was really tired: "My mother, everyone expects their son to be handsome, and if they don't bring someone like you, they only hope that I will look like a pig."

He Lan coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Son, tell me honestly, who gave you these two palms."

Zhu Wushi was startled, and looked at his beautiful mother like a ghost: "You don't want to tell me that you, a real fairy, can't help me reduce the swelling?"

He Lan glanced at his son with a little guilt: "I've tried my best, but it's useless."

Zhu ignored the buzzing sound in his head and exploded. He doesn't want it, absolutely don't want to meet people with this pig's face.

"Son, it's really not a big deal. Chubby, just like your father, is also quite cute." He Lan comforted.

Zhu ignored his abnormal mother and said, "Then why do you insist on maintaining a good figure? Why don't you grow into a fat man and have a fat face?"

He Lan shook her head again and again: "That's different, it's cute for a man to gain weight."

Zhu ignored it and wanted to say, woman, I believe you are a ghost, and you are talking nonsense like this.

Alas, but I don't blame her. Who made her an abnormal woman? When she fell in love with a fat man, she forcibly distorted her own aesthetics. This is love. It can make a shrewd woman become so Strong taste.

All over the world, men and women are the same. Men like beautiful women who are pink and tender, while women like handsome guys who are fair and clean.

"Okay, don't worry, your dad will be back in a while."

He Lan still didn't forget to ask again: "Son, who hit your face?"

"Based on your cultivation, how could you be beaten into a pig's head, and the injury is so unusual."

Speaking of this, Zhu Wushi also understood a lot, he thought for a while and said: "Although I really don't want to admit it, but I have to say, I am really not his opponent at all.'

"He is?" He Lan is really curious, among his peers, can anyone crush his own son?

Zhu Wushi took a deep breath: "His name is Hao Lan, and he is a waste who practices martial arts..." He didn't say the word, because he is not even as good as a waste.

"Hao Lan?"

He Lan was shocked and said, "Fairy Ziyun's lover."

"Yes, it's him." Zhu Wushi was a little speechless, so there was no need to be so shocked.

He Lan glanced at his son and said, "No, you don't understand."

He Lan got up, turned his face and said, "Fairy Ziyun's sword is not an ordinary sword."

"Don't say you are just a genius in cultivation, even if you are a true immortal, if Ziyun Fairy's Ziqing sword pierces your dantian with a sword, you will definitely become a cripple."

"So, if there is no accident, it is impossible for that man named Hao Lan to practice again. Unless the Immortal King helps him, otherwise, he will never be able to practice again for the rest of his life."

Zhu Wushi was also very shocked. It turned out that there was such a secret in it. It can be seen how unbelievable it is that he can beat himself like a grandson.

More importantly, it has only been three or four years since it was abolished, and now it is still stronger than itself.

"Could it be that the Immortal King really helped him?"

He Lan shook her head after listening to her son's words, "No, it's absolutely impossible."

"What do you mean?" Zhu ignored his mother.

He Lan said with a bit of taboo on his face: "Because this involves too much, not to mention the fairy king, even the fairy emperor, I dare not intervene in it."

Zhu Wuwang was really shocked by this, and looked at his mother and said, "You mean, the rumors are true, Fairy Ziyun's previous life was Fairy Zixia, and Fairy Zixia's lover was the invincible Qi Great Sage Equaling Heaven, because of the death of Fairy Zixia, he slaughtered the Great Sage Equaling Heaven who was full of gods."

"And in this life, the one named Hao Lan is..."

He Lan quickly covered her son's mouth: "Don't guess randomly."

"Anyway, there is this possibility." He Lan paused and said again: "However, starting from Fairy Ziyun's sword, it seems that there is no such possibility."

"However, no matter what, no one dares to intervene, that's for sure."

Zhu ignored one head and two big ones, oh my god, could it be that he was really the big boss, so he dared to say that about his fat father?
Thinking about this, Zhu Wushi felt more and more that there was a possibility, and if so, everything would make sense.

"Son, I warn you, no matter what, keep a distance from him."

He Lan looked at his son solemnly and said, "No matter what happens, it will involve too much. If you get involved, your father will not be able to protect you."

Zhu Wushi seemed to have been splashed with cold water. If his guess was true, that is to say, he would be an enemy of the whole world, and even immortal kings and emperors were nothing. The key was a few saints.

"My son understands."

At this time the door opened, and a fat middle-aged man walked in. His appearance was very ordinary, no different from an ordinary middle-aged man, except that his face was very clean and tidy, not a little greasy. He saw Zhu Wushi's pig-headed face, He couldn't help laughing and said: "Sure enough, you brat must gain weight to be like you and me."

Zhu Wushi gave his father a blank look without saying a word, he really wasn't a family member, if he didn't enter a family, if there is such a mother, there would be such a father, it really is a husband and wife who are of the same heart.

He Xiao couldn't help laughing, and said hastily: "Fatty, you're only talking sarcastic words, why don't you hurry up and help your son reduce the swelling."

The fat man looked at He Lan in surprise: "Didn't you deliberately not help him reduce the swelling?"

Zhu ignored the black lines all over his head, what the hell, sure enough, these two couples are not good people, he just wanted to see his son make jokes, alas, why do I have a pair of parents with such heavy tastes, I am too difficult.

Seeing his son's expression, the fat man quickly explained: "What I mean is, son, you are about to become a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, how can you not deal with such a small injury."

He Lan stared at the fat man a little speechlessly, you fat man, you did it on purpose, you explained her thoughts right away, as if she was a mother, deliberately trying to trick her son.

Zhu Wushi was tired, why did he have such parents, he sighed and said, "There's so much nonsense, you don't want to trick your son on purpose and make fun of him."

The fat man quickly laughed and said, "How come, I'm not your mother."

Zhu ignored it and said, "I believe you are a ghost."

"Both of you can only cheat your son."

The fat man came over, touched his son's face, frowned and said, "Your injury is a bit unbelievable."

Zhu Wushi was stunned for a moment: "You are a majestic fairy king, don't tell me, you can't cure it?"

At this time, He Lan couldn't help but feel a little worried, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. Judging from this situation, the person who should have been abolished was too difficult. It's okay if he wasn't that person. I'm afraid it will be messed up.

The fat man thought for a while and said, "The power he used to hit you in the face is neither purely physical, nor mana or spiritual power. This is an unprecedented power."

He Lan's complexion changed, her heart shook, and she became even more uneasy. She felt more and more that the deposed him was the Great Sage Equaling Heaven whom all gods and Buddhas feared.

Zhu Wushi was also shocked, and thought of this in his heart, and finally confirmed that he was not an illusion at that time, but that he was indeed not a cultivator, so he could not feel the fluctuation of his mana at all.

Fatty saw that his son's wife's expression was not right: "What's going on?"

He Lan glanced at his son and said, "He was beaten like this by a man named Hao Lan."

The fat man's face changed: "Hao Lan, who was destroyed by Fairy Ziyun's sword?"

Zhu Wushi nodded and said, "It was I who provoked him, and he did it."

"Dad, he can't really be an uncle, can he?"

The fat man only felt that his head was getting bigger: "Speak carefully."

Zhu Wushi quickly covered his mouth, if this word got out, there would be chaos in the world, I am afraid that the gods and Buddhas in the sky would not be able to sit still.

After the fat man walked back and forth a few times: "It seems that I can only find out."

He Lan said worriedly: "If you come to look for him in person, how can you hide it?"

The fat man's face darkened: "My wife, you are right, I can't go."

"Your identity is too sensitive." He Lan continued: "What's more, it doesn't matter if you don't confirm it. Whether he is him or not, he will not hurt his son."

The fat man nodded heavily, turned around and said, "Then I'll take a shower first."

Seeing that his father didn't care about his own business, Zhu Wu couldn't help being anxious: "You haven't helped me reduce the swelling yet."

"Don't worry, I think a fat face is good." After finishing speaking, the fat man walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

Zhu Wushi was stunned, and looked at his mother He Lan with tears in his eyes: "Mom, am I really born to you and Dad?"

He Lan couldn't help laughing: "Son, your father is right, the fat face is pretty good."

My dad, my mom, I am definitely not your own.

God, how can there be such parents who cheat their sons.

"Dad, what are you thinking here?"

On the roof, Fatty Zhu was smoking a cigarette, he looked back at his son and said, "It's nothing, I just want to smoke a few."

Zhu Wushi shook his head and said, "I know, you're thinking about your uncle."

Fatty Zhu glanced at his son, looked up at the sky sadly and said, "If I could have saved Fairy Zixia back then, maybe everything would have been different."

"Or maybe I could be brave back then, like the Bull Demon King and the others, that would be great." Fatty Zhu said inwardly with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Zhu Wushi shook his head: "Some things are preordained, and it is precisely because of this that Master overthrows everything."

(End of this chapter)