"What kind of guest?" Qin Ming suddenly grabbed the little turtle that crawled out and shook it violently in his hand. It was so dizzy that it fell into his clothes and stopped moving.
"Are we a good match?" Yao'er put her arms around Qin Ming's neck, put her pretty face close to Qin Ming's face, and winked at Huyan Zhuozhuo.
"I'm serious." Huyan Zhuozhuo touched his bare head, rarely serious: "I have investigated carefully and found that he has appeared at least three times. One time was when Sect Leader Qiu was teaching the Python King a lesson, and more than ten killers from Huang Maple Valley took advantage of it. Luan sneaked into the city and tried to attack the Qin family, but he was killed in an instant at the most dangerous moment. More than ten top killers all died tragically in just an instant. Then they mysteriously disappeared. The second time, in the Mang Palace, Huang Maple Valley, Qingyun Zong, the three parties joined forces with more than fifty earth warriors to break into the ancient city, threatening to massacre the entire city and force the Qin family to hand you over. But just when the first batch of earth warriors were about to be massacred, he appeared again and killed five of them in seconds. Diwu then disappeared. The third time, the Python King became angry and wanted to destroy the city. It was he who resisted the Python King's punch and then...disappeared."
Qin Ming frowned: "You don't know him?"
Yao'er was also surprised why he didn't hear anyone else mention it.
"I've asked, but no one knows him. He seems to be a wandering spirit who has been wandering around the city and guarding this place." Huyan Zhuozhuo has been investigating this matter carefully for five days. If it hadn't been for that shadow suddenly When he appeared, he and many others had been smashed to pieces by the Python King's fist.
"What does he look like?" Qin Ming didn't remember having such a friend, who could withstand the Python King's punch without dying? And it can instantly kill the elite killers and five earth warriors of Yellow Maple Valley!
"I just glanced at him, and then he disappeared. At first glance, he looked like a beggar. His clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, and his skin was very white. He lowered his head and couldn't see his specific appearance. Oh. , by the way, his teeth are very sharp and his eyes seem to be red."
"A person from the Blood Evil Sect?" Qin Ming looked at Yao'er.
Yao'er gave him a charming eye roll: "My grandfather and I are the only ones in the Blood Evil Sect who practice blood elves. Our eyes are not natural, they are caused by practicing blood elves."
"Where's your father?"
"The future father-in-law is protecting his son-in-law? You have a beautiful idea."
Yao'er's father died in an accident when she was a child. The accident was actually the result of practicing blood elves and going crazy. Her mother was accidentally injured, and due to excessive grief, she died in love at her father's grave. Although Yao'er smiles happily every day, the death of her parents is an eternal sorrow in her heart, but she hides it very well.
When Qiu Lin taught the blood elves to Yao'er, all the elders in the sect were against it, fearing that he would follow in her father's footsteps. Later, it was Qiu Lin who secretly gave the blood elves to Yao'er. By the time the elders found out, she had already The first stage of practice has been completed, and the blood elf martial arts are very evil. Once you start practicing, you must continue, otherwise you will suffer backlash and end up miserable.
Yao'er has a very good compatibility with the blood elves, and their cultivation is very smooth. But in fact, there is a huge risk. Once she loses control, she will go crazy and become completely disabled, or even explode.
"Who could it be?" Qin Ming thought about it carefully and couldn't remember knowing such a person.
"He shouldn't protect this place for no reason. Could it be that you attracted the guardian when you received the inheritance from the kings?" Huyan Zhuozhuo thought about it and came up with this explanation, which was also the result he was most looking forward to. It would be great if Qin Ming had such a shadow guardian beside him.
Qin Ming suddenly thought of someone, could it be him
The ancient city is very lively at night. Thousands of torches light up the ancient city, and cheerful crowds can be seen everywhere.
People were busy building city walls and renovating urban areas during the day, and celebrated joyfully at night. Everyone's face was filled with smiles and satisfaction, and the taste of bittersweetness was very sweet.
Qin Ming stood on the high wall of the city, looking at the city dotted with fire, looking for the mysterious 'guardian'.
"Look at these people, how happy and free they are. Take pity on me." The little white jade turtle lay on Qin Ming's shoulder, tilting his head sadly.
"Help me check if there is any special smell in the city."
"Why should I help you?"
"Do you want to be free?"
"I have a bad attitude, let's not talk about it. I can live for tens of thousands of years, little ancestor. If I consume you to death, and then those old immortals, I can still be free. I don't have much else, little ancestor, but I have a long life."
"Xiaozu, help me?" Qin Ming couldn't laugh or cry.
"Change your name."
"Little ancestor?"
"Add a prefix."
"The handsome and mighty little ancestor?"
"not enough."
"The handsome little ancestor who has great martial arts and longevity?"
"I remember who said I was degenerated." Little Turtle Old God wagged his tail.
Qin Ming was helpless, how could he meet such a top-notch person: "My handsome little ancestor who is still handsome, divine, martial, blessed and long-lived, boundless and majestic, can you help me check it out?"
"That's pretty much it." The little turtle calmly cheered up, squinted his eyes and explored the whole city for a long time, then pointed his little paw to the left and said, "There."
Qin Ming's face is full of black lines, do you need your finger? He's all out.
To the left, hundreds of meters away, stood a thin figure on the roof of a crumbling tall building, with long messy hair and tattered clothes flying in the wind. In the dark night, he couldn't see clearly, but he could clearly see the fishy pair of eyes. Red eyes.
Monster! Ice cold!
Qin Ming frowned slightly, and could vaguely feel a strange murderous aura floating around the black shadow, like an invisible aura, covering the black shadow, and spreading faintly and weakly into the night.
They looked at each other silently from hundreds of meters apart.
What makes Qin Ming feel strange is that in the face of such a dangerous aura, the eighteen king statues were indifferent. Did they not feel his presence, or did they not regard him as a threat
The muscles and bones on Qin Ming's back squirmed, and the gorgeous golden wings suddenly spread out, spreading golden light across the sky under the night cover, and his whole aura became very sharp. But before Qin Ming could go over to say hello, the black shadow suddenly disappeared, like a shadow that blew away in the cold wind without a trace.
"Pretend to be a ghost and fuck him!" Little Turtle breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Ming hesitated for a while, then flapped his wings and landed on the roof of the black shadow. He looked around and saw no more shadow of that person, but found a line of blood-colored words on the wall of a nearby alley.
"The kindness has been repaid, but the destiny is not over. I look forward to meeting you again - Night Demon, Zhao Li!"
Qin Ming stood by the stone wall, looked at the word "Xue" and whispered it several times.
The favor has been repaid
Could he really be the beggar he helped in the forest
Later, he encountered a group of the same people in the forest, who were also chasing him.
Has he come back to repay his favor
"Night Demon, Zhao Li!"
Qin Ming frowned slightly, what kind of person is this
The fate is not over yet.
Looking forward to seeing you again.
Qin Ming retracted his wings, suddenly feeling a little emotional and moved.
Unintentional help actually resulted in multiple rescues. Things are always so wonderful in this world.
At least he can be sure that he is not a bad person. Qin Ming also looks forward to meeting him again and saying thank you personally!
My help that day was far less than his three shots. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.