"What guest?" Qin Ming suddenly grabbed the little turtle that crawled out, and shook it violently in his hand, making it dizzy, and fell into his clothes without moving.
"Are we a good match?" Yao'er hugged Qin Ming's neck, her delicate face leaned into Qin Ming's face, and winked at Huyan Zhuozhuo.
"I'm serious." Huyan Zhuozhuo patted his bald head, rare and serious: "I have investigated carefully, and he appeared at least three times. One time was when Sect Master Qiu was teaching the Python King, and more than a dozen killers in Huangfeng Valley took advantage of it. Sneaking into the city randomly, trying to attack the Qin family, but he was instantly killed by him at the most dangerous moment. More than a dozen top killers all died tragically in that instant. After that, they disappeared mysteriously. The second time, Mangwangfu, Huangfenggu, Qingyun Zong, more than 50 Diwu from the three parties broke into the ancient city, threatened to massacre the whole city, and forced the Qin family to hand you over. But when the first batch of Diwu was about to be massacred, he appeared again and killed five of them in an instant. Diwu, then disappeared. The third time, King Boa got angry and wanted to destroy the city, but he was the one who resisted King Boa's punch, and then... disappeared."
Qin Ming frowned: "You don't even know him?"
Yao'er was also surprised, why didn't anyone else mention it.
"I asked, but no one knows him. He seems to be a wandering soul, wandering around the city, guarding here." Huyan Zhuozhuo has been investigating this matter carefully for five days. Appeared, he and many others had already 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 resist the python king's punch without dying? And it can instantly kill Huang Fenggu's elite killers and five earth warriors!
"I just took one look at that time, and then he disappeared. He looked like a beggar at first glance. His clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and his skin was very white. He lowered his head and couldn't see the specific appearance. Oh , By the way, his teeth are very sharp, and his eyes seem to be red."
"A member of the Blood Evil Sect?" Qin Ming looked at Yao'er.
Yao'er gave him a coquettish white eye: "In the blood evil sect, only my grandfather and I practice blood elves. Our eyes are not born, 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 pretty good idea."
Yao'er's father died in an accident when she was a child, and the accident was actually the result of cultivating blood elves who went crazy. Her mother was accidentally injured, coupled with excessive grief, she died in front of her father's grave. Although Yao'er was smiling and happy every day, the death of her parents was an eternal sorrow in her heart, but she hid it well.
When Qiu Lin taught Yao'er the blood elf, all the elders in the sect opposed it, fearing that she would follow in her father's footsteps. Later, it was Qiu Lin who secretly gave her the blood elf, and when the elders found out, she was gone. I have finished the first stage of practice, and the blood elves' martial arts are very evil. Once you start to practice, you must go on, otherwise you will be backlashed and end badly.
Yao'er has a high degree of compatibility with the blood elves, and the cultivation is very smooth. But in fact, there is a huge risk. Once she loses control, she will go crazy, and she will be completely destroyed at the slightest, and will explode at the worst.
"Who could it be?" Qin Ming thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember knowing such a person.
"He shouldn't have protected this place for no reason. Could it be that you attracted the guardian when you got the inheritance of the kings?" Huyan Zhuozhuo thought about it, only this kind of explanation was the result he was most looking forward to. It would be great if Qin Ming had such a shadow guardian by his side.
Qin Ming suddenly thought of someone, could it be him
The ancient city under the night is very lively. Thousands of torches light up the ancient city, and cheerful crowds can be seen everywhere.
People are busy building city walls and renovating the city during the day, and celebrating to their heart's content at night. Everyone's face is filled with smiles and satisfaction. The taste of bitterness and reward is 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, have pity on me." Baiyu Xiaogui lay on Qin Ming's shoulder, tilting her head sadly.
"Help me find out if there is any special aura in the city."
"Why do you want to help you?"
"Do you want to be free?"
"I have a bad attitude, so I don't need to talk about it. My little ancestor, I can live for tens of thousands of years. If I consume you, and those who are old and immortal, I can still be free. I don't have much else, my little ancestor, but I have a long life."
"Xiaozu, help me?" Qin Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Change your name."
"Little ancestor?"
"Add a prefix."
"Handsome and mighty little ancestor?"
"not enough."
"The young ancestor who is handsome, martial, blessed and longevity?"
"I remember who said I've degenerated." Old God Xiaogui wagged his tail.
Qin Ming was helpless, how did he come across such a superb product: "The young ancestor who is handsome, martial, blessed, long-lived, and still majestic, can you help me find out?"
"It's more or less the same." Then Xiaogui cheered up without haste, squinted his small eyes and explored the whole city. After a long time, his little paw pointed to the front left: "It's there."
Qin Ming's face is full of black lines, do you need to point it out? He's all out.
On the left front, hundreds of meters away, on the top of a crumbling high-rise building, stood a thin figure, with messy long hair and tattered clothes fluttering in the wind. In the dark night, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could clearly see those fishy eyes. Red eyes.
strange! cold!
Qin Ming frowned slightly, and could vaguely feel a wonderful murderous aura floating around the black shadow, like an invisible aura, covering the black shadow, and spreading faintly towards the night.
They were hundreds of meters apart, silently looking at each other.
What surprised Qin Ming was that in the face of such a dangerous aura, the eighteen statues of kings remained indifferent. Did they not feel his presence, or did they not regard him as a threat
The muscles and bones of Qin Ming's back squirmed, and the gorgeous golden wings opened suddenly, sprinkled the golden light all over the sky under the night, and his whole aura became very sharp. But before Qin Ming went over to say hello, the black shadow suddenly disappeared, like a shadow, blown away in the cold wind without a trace.
"Pretend to be a ghost, fuck him!" Xiao Gui let out a sigh.
Qin Ming hesitated for a while, but still waved his wings and landed on the roof of the black shadow. Looking around, he didn't see the shadow of that person again, but found a line of blood-colored words on the wall of the nearby alley.
"The grace has been repaid, the fate is not yet over, I look forward to meeting again-Ye Mo, Zhao Li!"
Qin Ming stood by the stone wall, watched the blood words and whispered several times.
En has been repaid
Could it really be the beggar who helped him in the forest
Later, a group of the same people came across in the forest, and they were also chasing him.
He came back to repay his favor
"Yemo, Zhao Li!"
Qin Ming frowned slightly, what kind of person is this
The edge is not over.
Looking forward to seeing you again.
Qin Ming withdrew his wings, suddenly feeling a little emotional, and also moved.
Unintentional help, even in exchange for multiple ambulances, the world is always so strange.
At least he can be sure that he is not a villain, and Qin Ming also looks forward to meeting him again, so he would personally say thank you!
His help that day was far less than his three shots.