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Chapter Eighty-Three

The incorporation of the Heavenly Court was extremely smooth. The Emperor of Heaven was missing. The senior officials died and surrendered. Only the Northern Heavenly King, Tianlang, and the general manager Hua Huo had only a few holy realms. If he continued to resist, he could not escape death.

When they learned that Yingkang was coming to take over, they quickly accepted the reality and each offered their loyalty to Yingkang.

When he arrived in Moro City, Hua Huo, who was very thoughtful, stared at Wu Jun at a glance. Although Ying Kang came to recruit them, Wu Jun was the real person in power, and there was no doubt about this.

When she came to Wu Jun, Hua Huo's head bowed and said excitedly: "I'm drifting for half my life, and I haven't met a wise lord. If you don't abandon me, I'd like to worship me as the Lord!"

Tianlang was shocked by his sudden actions and said in a daze: "Hua Huo, you are the chief manager of the Heavenly Court after all, how can you be like this... like this..."

"Shameless?"

The Blood Demon said it for him with a smile, looking at Hua Huo kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of his former appearance.

But I am much smarter than Hua Huo. Hua Huo just recognizes his master, but he recognizes his father!

Haven't you seen the inner demon who was caught with him still locked in a bottle, but he has been valued by his father!

This is the difference in realm!

The flower in front of me is still a little tender after all...

Hua Huo ignored everyone's contemptuous eyes and stood next to Wu Jun, looking like he was not treating himself as an outsider.

Ying Kang stared at him with dissatisfaction, and then reported to Wu Junhui: "Master, there are only 80,000 soldiers left in the Heavenly Court. Except for the fleeing Dongtian King and Huotian, the rest have been incorporated."

Wu Jun frowned and said, "I remember the Emperor of Heaven brought 100,000 people, why did he suffer such a huge loss?"

Ying Kang gritted his teeth and said, "Before the Huotian left, he sucked the true energy of the Black Tiger and killed all the 10,000 soldiers he led. I will never let him go!"

If these people are still alive, one of them will be his subordinates!

Wu Jun frowned when he heard this: "Hua Tian should have reached the limit of enduring true energy. He vented the inabuse of true energy by killing."

"Even if your cultivation level is fully restored in the future, I'm afraid you will not be his opponent."

Ying Kang cursed angrily: "This bastard, is there really nothing he can do with him..."

Bao Buping said, "That's not the case. As long as Dr. Wu treats him, I guarantee he will die on the spot."

Wu Jun glared at him fiercely: "Bao Buping, you're gone again after dinner!"

Bao Buping opened his mouth to refute, but before he could speak, Daozu used a secret method to ban the words and said with a sigh: "Boping, you are right, don't say it anymore. Taiyi's disciples are really in line with each other, with high talent and good character, but unfortunately they have a long mouth."

Bao Buping's eyes looked resentful, as if he was saying, "Those who don't have a mouth are monsters!"

Seeing that he looked speechless, Wu Jun was in a much better mood and said with great interest: "Daozu, this magic is good, take the time to teach me!"

Daozu smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'm going to go back to the human world and go with you."

After hearing this, Wu Jun showed a hint of worry on his face: "I don't know how the human world is going. I hope the integration of the two worlds will cause little damage to the human world."

Daozu calculated his fingers and said, "My disciple who guards the Tianmen is still alive. I think he should be safe and sound when he comes to the human world."

Half-faced Buddha said: "When the little monk came, he saw two people using the earth to stabilize the earth, but the little monk didn't know them."

"That's good, Half-faced Buddha, you go back to the human world to inform Chang and others and report them some peace."

Wu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, looked around at everyone, and said, "Let's take a night off, we will set off for home tomorrow!"

The next morning, Wu Jun led the large army to set off.

Wu Jun drove a bear car at the front. In addition to Wu Jun and others, he also pulled Wu Jun to "invited" several injured numbers.

The leader of the barbarian tribe was lying in the car with a dead heart, with ropes tied to his body, and his eyes were full of despair: "I shouldn't have come to Moro City. If I don't come to Moro City, I will not be injured by the Heavenly Emperor. If I don't be injured by the Heavenly Emperor, I will not lose my cultivation. If I don't lose my cultivation, I will not be tied up and put on medicine..."

Yu Linglong was lying beside him, and he was quarreled with a headache: "Shut up, I'm not much worse than you. After all, you're really injured. I just took a Qi-replenishing pill. I know why my body can't move!"

Wu Jun turned around and looked at her and explained: "My Qi-enhancing Pill is absolutely fine!"

The little succubus came out of the rolled-up blanket and echoed: "Yes, the pill has obviously taken effect, I'll ask if you are angry now!"

Yu Linglong was full of grief and anger: "..."

Is this the energy I want to replenish?

A group of people were noisy and soon crossed mountains and ridges to the location where the Heavenly Palace was once located.

After the drastic changes in the world, the once glorious Heavenly Palace has now become a vast ocean.

The coast extended to the opposite side, forming a crescent moon, and the end of the connected coastline made Wu Jun feel familiar. He thought about it carefully for a moment, and his eyes lit up: "It seems like this is the coast of the East China Sea?"

Qin Yue'er nodded and said, "Yes, we also had a wedding banquet here. There were big crabs, fish balls, grouper, abalone and... roast chicken on the table!"

As he said that, his eyes looked fiery at the Blood Eagle beside him.

The Blood Eagle shivered in fear, and covered the heart of the chicken on his chest with its wings, feeling a little scared.

Every time Qin Yue'er stares at him, he will be involuntarily afraid. He can't figure out that he has changed his heart, but why does his courage become smaller as well!

The little succubus touched its bare head and said, "Don't be afraid of her. As long as you pull off the newly grown feathers on your body, make up a beautiful feather suit for me, and I will cover you in Renxin Hall in the future!"

Yan Jun smiled and said, "Yes, she is the most capable in Renxintang. She never begs for mercy when she was spanked, and she never lie on the ground and rolls on the ground if she wants to eat candied haws. What a great skill. You are right to bet on her!"

The Blood Eagle glanced at the little succubus and silently leaned over to Yan Jun.

Compared with the little succubus, no matter how you look at it, Yan Jun looks more reliable!

The little succubus saw that the feather flew away, and was so angry that he stamped his feet. He clenched his fists and said to the Blood Eagle: "This demon licking is inhumane. In order to flatter Wu Jun, he can write your heartless things into his diary without blinking. Are you sure you want to hang out with him?"

Blood Eagle's eyes changed and he looked at the treasure bag that Yan Jun was carrying.

It remembers that Yan Jun did have the habit of writing diaries, and he often "inadvertently" saw it for Wu Jun and others.

It also saw several pages of the diary, almost all of which were saying "The teacher is skilled in medical skills, and healed someone again today, which is comparable to the reincarnation of the medical saint, and is determined to be a doctor as great as his mentor."

Thinking of this, Blood Eagle glared at Yan Jun indignation, moved back, and took the initiative to stay away from Yan Jun.

Who writes a diary for a serious person?
Chapter completed!
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