Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Zhenmiaowan was surprised, because the Wanbao Mallet's power had only been continuously consumed for thousands of years, and this was the first time it had recovered.

Meihong was also surprised, because as her teammate, Wu also brought her a different surprise again.

Wu was also very surprised, because... why Nima is me again!

The Wanbao mallet in hand is emitting a dazzling light curtain, like a water ripple, the enclosure begins to spread to the entire Huizhen City centered on Wuya, and the ripples of the light curtain extend to the end of the sky like fluctuating strings. .

"This is impossible……"

Zhenmiaowan widened her eyes and murmured in disbelief: "The Wanbao Mallet is the secret treasure of the ghost clan, or the oldest secret treasure. Its history can even be traced back to the gods, and even the current king of ghosts cannot let it. Power recovery, how could you..."

Needle Miao Maru stared at Wu Ya with a complicated expression, and after a long while, she was shocked: "Could it be that...you are not a human being, but a ghost who has lived from God to now?!"

"I'm sorry I am a human being, and I am only seventeen years old this year...Tsk! What am I telling you so much for!"

Inexplicably, he was given a strange title again, Wu Ye felt depressed for a while, and slammed the Wanbao mallet in his hand on the ground with a hot snap.

Then all the strange phenomena disappeared, and the light of the mallet gradually diminished until it disappeared completely.

"You, what are you doing...?!"

Obviously Wu Ye's actions made Zhenmiaowan feel heartache, of course, it was a Wanbao mallet!But the secret treasure to realize all wishes!Now he was thrown on the ground like garbage!

"Well, it looks better this way."

The strange phenomenon disappeared, and Wu was also very satisfied. As for how the Wanbao Mallet was, what did it have to do with him.

Ignoring the two staring eyes, Meihong took the time to pick up the martial mallet on the ground again, holding her hand and her eyes lit up: "Huh? It seems to have become heavier, is this the martial mallet after regaining her strength? "

After playing a few times, Meihong smiled satisfied: "Very good, good martial arts, now everything is ready, just wait for Huiye to come."

"...Are you really planning to cheat her? Why don't everyone give in and go home to wash and sleep?"

"Ah? Wu Ye, do you want to surrender to the enemy again?"

"I think the word'again' is a bit wrong, you see..."

"Quabang" The big fist of the sandbag was banged by Meihong.

"Ah, it's okay, you just have to be happy..."

Wu also obediently shut up.

To be honest, if it weren't for worrying that Meihong would engage him in turn, Wu would also be extremely disagree with Fu Huiye.

There are three reasons. First, Meihong is from Penglai, but Huiye is also from Penglai. As far as the result is concerned, he feels that no matter what happens to two people, it is a waste of time.

Second, with Huiye’s mind, I was able to play with your dad more than a thousand years ago, and now I can play with you after a thousand years. Wu also thinks it’s not impossible, so he’s worried about not stealing the chicken and losing the rice. .

Third, the difference between the starting points of the two is too great. If Meihong is a wild child, then Huiye can at least be regarded as a bear child.

The difference between the two is that once Hui Ye's accident is followed by the great god Bayi Yonglin, but Meihong will have to deal with the matter by herself, at most calling Huiyin and herself.

Comparing the levels of the two sides, Wu also felt that although Meihong dug a hole and called Huiye to come this time, it turned out that Meihong might be the one who was caught!

Of course he couldn't say this right now, otherwise he would GG before Hui Ye came.

But if he doesn't do anything, should he watch Meihong walk all the way to black on the road of death?

Just when Wu Ye was tangled, he noticed the look in Zhen Miaowan's eyes, and the other party had been staring at him since just now.

"I said, what's the matter?" Probably because the other party saw a little hairy, Wu Ye reluctantly broke the current silent atmosphere.

"That...I don't know your name yet."

"Me?" Looking strangely at Needle Myomaru, who suddenly became a little restrained, Takeya said lightly: "Takasaka Takeya."

"Kosaka? It sounds like some ordinary surnames."

"I'm really sorry for being such an ordinary last name!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that..." As if hearing Wuya's dissatisfaction, Zhenmiaowan apologized in a panic.

This surprised Wu Ye. It stands to reason that his and Meihong's current roles are robbers who come to rob. As the master, they treat each other so politely... Isn't this guy's nerves too rough?

"That, Kosaka-sama." Acupuncture seemed to be considered for a long time before she decided to speak.

She put down the sword in her hand to express that she was not malicious, and then moved forward a few steps to narrow the distance between the two, and seriously lowered her head: "I have a gratuitous request, please agree to it."

Since we all know that it is an unrelenting invitation, what else must I say...

Instinctively added a bit of guard in his heart, Wu Ye pretended to ask without incident: "What's the matter?"

"That's..." Although the expression looked difficult, Zhenmiaowan still said: "I want to ask you to help save my people... with the power of the magic mallet."

"……what?"

Looking at Wuya who was dazed, Zhenmiaowan patiently explained: "Huizhen City was originally the castle of the villain, but now everyone except me and me are falling asleep because of the power of the Wanbao Mallet."

Her expression was very painful, and she seemed to feel sad for the misfortune of her people: "When Huizhen City was built, the entire castle was trapped in the space of the mallet, and my people were mostly because of this. The power fell asleep."

"Even after a thousand years, I am the only one who wakes up," Jingmiaowan sighed softly, then looked up at Takeya, and said seriously: "So, please, Lord Takasaka, if it is you, for sure Can save them."

"Why, why?"

"Although I don't know why, you can restore the power of the Marble Mallet, which is enough to save people."

After Jingmiaowan's words were finished, Wu Ye probably knew what his current situation was, or what trouble he had encountered.

He is a person who is afraid of trouble. He does not have such noble morals and sense of mission. His greatest ideal in this life is to live, live happily, and be happy all the way to death.

So in response to Zhenmiaowan's request, Wu Ye's first reaction was:

"What if I refuse?"

"Then I keep asking you until you agree."

"..."

Jingmiaowan's expression didn't seem to be a joke, and Wu knew that he might not be able to avoid it.

So he silently asked for the Wanbao mallet from Meihong's hand, and saw Meihong wonder: "Wu Ye, what are you going to do?"

"No, just suddenly want to try it."

Wu Ye raised the Wanbao Mallet with one hand, then put another hand on Meihong's shoulder, and then took a deep breath—

"I flash!"