When second-generation rich kid Chu Ming's family fortunes declined and he fell into poverty, he stumbled upon an ancient martial arts system.
The system's mission: To promote ancient...
On the river bank, Demon Zhou built a bonfire and was silently roasting fish.
Compared with others, Demon Zhou seemed a little out of place.
There was no way around it. As the former villain, he had a grudge against almost everyone present, so naturally their relationship wouldn't be very harmonious.
Fortunately, for Chu Ming's sake, no one would challenge Zhou Motou.
If you really want to count, the one who hates the devil Zhou the most should be Wu Xi.
After all, the death of so many lives in Binggang Mountain was directly related to the demon Zhou.
Even Wu Xi's master almost died at the hands of the demon Zhou.
If Chu Ming had not arrived in time, Wu Xi herself would probably have died at the hands of the demon Zhou.
However, Wu Xi unconditionally supported Chu Ming. Since Chu Ming asked Zhou Mo Tou to come here with everyone, there must be a reason for it.
But no matter what Chu Ming does, everyone will support him.
Chu Ming's mission has not been completed yet. The mission countdown has been continuing. Time is slipping away every second. He will definitely not wait for Zhou the Demon to grill fish here.
Then, Chu Ming coughed dryly and said to everyone:
"Okay, everyone has rested for a night, now it's time to get back to work.
Another three hundred miles ahead will bring us to the core area of the Holy Beast Continent, where we will encounter many Beast King-level beasts in the Soaring Realm.
Don’t be afraid when the time comes, just do it!”
Hearing Chu Ming's words, everyone nodded and prepared to take action.
Demon Zhou asked with a sad face, "Boss, can you let me grill the fish?"
Chu Ming responded calmly: "Sashimi is also delicious."