I, Junior Brother Nine Uncle, will return ten thousand times of investment!

The edge location of Shimizu Village.

I saw a small figure.

He was running fast, and his two little short legs were about to fly.

The little face turned red with exhaustion, but she still didn’t stop!

It was as if there was some great terror behind him!

But that’s exactly what it is.

I saw those chasing behind him.

It is dozens of zombies with fangs and a miserable face and hideous face!

Available in the next moment.

The little girl’s face showed a look of despair.

I saw it blocked in front of her.

It is a tall concrete wall.

Here the villagers use it on weekdays to guard against thieves.

At this time, the gate is far away, and she doesn’t have a key at all!

After turning around.

Watch the horde of zombies frantically coming towards you.

The little girl’s face showed a hint of despair.

But then, sadness emerges.

I saw the most leading of the zombie group.

It was a middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes and a simple face!

This man is his father.

However, after turning into a zombie, he wanted to kill her.

Maybe died at the hands of his own father.

It’s already the best end.

Come to think of it.

The little girl closed her eyes in despair.

I hope that I can die sooner and it won’t hurt too much.

But a moment later.

The pain he had expected did not appear.

Instead, a deafening terrifying sound came from his ears!

Rumble!!!

The little girl carefully opened her eyes.

But the scene that came next.

Immediately let her remember it in her heart and never forget it!

I saw a big brother wearing a purple robe with an otherworldly temperament, like a fairy.

Holding the wind and thunder in his hand, he is constantly bombarding the zombie crowd light.

Like the Heavenly Devil Lord, he is really a god on earth!

And the father who was going to kill her.

It was a violent thunder that shattered in an instant!

Seeing this, she did not feel sad.

After all, she knew.

From the moment his own father was going to kill himself.

He is not his own father

And Jiang Yu was standing in front of the little girl at this time.

Wind and thunder in your hands!

There are zombies dying every moment!

The furious thunder blasts the zombies into shattered carbon.

The sharp wind blade easily chopped the zombies off or cut off their heads.

For a short period of no more than one minute.

These zombies turned by villagers died in an instant!

Jiang Yu turned his gaze to the little girl.

Gentle your tone.

“What’s your name?”

“Yue… Yue Qiluo…”

Hear the name.

Jiang Yu was instantly shocked.

Good fellow, Yue Qiluo?

If it was really the Yue Qiluo he remembered.

Then the world is too messy!

In order to verify the doubts in the mind.

Jiang Yu’s divine sense was detected on Yue Qiluo.

Moment.

He felt Yue Qiluo’s terrifying soul that was thousands of times more than ordinary people!

Boy!

If it weren’t for Yue Qiluo, he would be a ghost!

Except for the demon Yue Qiluo who created the art of soul immortality.

Who else can have such a huge soul?!

Spirit God does not extinguish the heavenly skill, someone invested!

Hide the shock in your heart.

Jiang Yu said with a light smile.

“Will you be my apprentice? Cultivate with me in the future. ”

Heard Jiang Yu’s words.

Yue Qiluo’s head tilted, showing a cute color.

Said with some doubt.

“Cultivation… Is it just becoming as strong as you? ”

“Yes.”

“Can cultivation live forever?”

Young Yue Qiluo saw his father’s appearance.

There is already a great fear of death in my heart.

When Jiang Yu heard this, he was stunned.

Good fellow, started studying immortality at such a young age.

It is worthy of Yue Qiluo!

Remembering the ability of the Spirit God to not extinguish the Heavenly Gong.

Jiang Yu nodded lightly.

“Yes.”

Hear this sentence.

Yue Qiluo’s eyes lit up instantly.

Then he knelt down extremely seriously and kowtowed to Jiang Yu three times.

The white and tender small heads are a little red and swollen.

It can be seen how hard she smashed just now.

“My mother said that in the future, if you worship a teacher, or meet someone who has great grace for yourself, you must do this.”

Hear this.

Jiang Yu couldn’t help but smile helplessly.

Then his fingers gently wiped on Yue Qiluo’s red and swollen small head.

The next moment.

The redness and swelling are gone.

Jiang Yu said indifferently.

“In the future, you will be my Jiang Yu’s apprentice.”