Tianlang-Jun smiled and said: "I have been fascinated by the Peak Master for a long time."
Shen Qingqiu deeply realized that such a thing as bearing is really not a mere adjunct to coercion, but also depends on family background and upbringing since childhood.
Not to mention anything else, let the father and son sit in the same coffin and pose in the same pose, Tianlang-Jun can sit like a royal family, although Luo Binghe is handsome... eh, probably sitting in the coffin effect.
He was in the same space as the two inheritors of the demon blood line, and there were many wet and dry rice dumplings from the nobles of the demon world watching. Shen Qingqiu expressed that the pressure was very high.
He smiled and said: "I don't dare to do it. Since I have been fascinated for a long time, why didn't your Excellency... come out for a gathering?"
No matter how you install b, it's too outrageous to sit in a coffin. unless-
He can't get up.
Tianlang-Jun tapped the edge of the coffin slowly and regularly with his fingers, and the faint green firelight of the tomb was reflected in his pupils.
He said happily: "Okay. Could you ask the Peak Master to help me?"
Fraud and fraud. Absolutely fraudulent!
If there is a fraud, you have to bite the bullet. Shen Qingqiu bowed slightly and stretched out a hand towards him: "Please?"
Tianlang-Jun happily supported him and stood up.
It wasn't to hide some weaknesses. Shen Qingqiu was slightly disappointed.
Then, dragged empty.
But he clearly felt that he was holding Tianlang-Jun's forearm. Shen Qingqiu turned his eyes down and looked down.
He was still holding it, but only one forearm remained.
Shen Qingqiu's face was expressionless.
Tianlang-Jun lost a part of his arm and left half of his sleeves empty, but he was still polite: "Ah. It's broken again. Please, please pass it to me."
Shen Qingqiu: "..."
rely on rely on rely on!
So spooky! ! !
Are you a puppet? The joints can be disassembled at will? !
Shen Qingqiu's hand, regardless of the trembling of his heart, firmly handed the forearm to Tianlang-Jun. The latter and Zhuzhi-lang were both used to it, and they made a screeching sound, really a screeching sound! Take the arm back! Take it back!
Tianlang-Jun moved the part that he received, and said with a smile, "I'm laughing."
Shen Qingqiu noticed that not only at the fractured part, but also in many places on the arm, the muscles, veins and flesh turned purple-black, which was particularly terrifying on the pale skin. Even under his neckline, a faint black color extends out.
Shen Qingqiu pondered for a moment, then said, "Lu Huazhi."
His butterfly flapped its wings, causing more than a tsunami.
Guessing first, Zhuzhi-Lang most likely picked Luhuazhi to shape the body of Tianlang-Jun, and he was right.
It's just that Tianlang-Jun might not use this body made of Sun Moon Dew Huazhi very well.
The reason why Shen Qingqiu's soul and Lu Zhi are in good agreement, first, Lu Zhi was raised with his blood; second, Lu Zhi is a spiritual energy crop, Shen Qingqiu is also based on spiritual energy as the basis of cultivation, both in terms of attributes, they are completely indistinguishable. match.
However, Tianlang-Jun’s situation was different.
He is a demon, and his cultivation is based on demonic energy. Lu Huazhi will have a spontaneous rejection reaction, and the preservation effect of his body cannot be guaranteed. It is not impossible for this kind of body to be eroded.
Tianlang-Jun did not shy away from this topic at all.
"That's right. Speaking of which, it is also due to Peak Master Shen that he was able to leave Bailu Mountain."
Shen Qingqiu glanced at Zhuzhi-Lang, who was standing silently beside him, recalling his image in the White Dew Forest at the time, it was really... very bad. It was simply appalling. But even so, in the years when Tianlang-Jun was suppressed by the high mountains, he actually never quit Bailu Mountain, and when he got Luzhi, he didn't use it for himself, but did not hesitate to help his master to shape his body.
What a faithful hymn!
Shen Qingqiu answered in his mouth, but the corner of his eye swept across the frescoes in the tomb hall.
He absent-mindedly said: "The merit is in the joy... Zhuzhi-Lang. Bailu Mountain has been dormant for several years, and finally the opportunity has come. With such a capable subordinate, Tianlang-Jun is truly enviable."
Tianlang-Jun said, "Have you not heard the motto of my nephew?"
Shen Qingqiu said: "I have heard it. The grace of dripping water is repaid by the spring."
Zhuzhi-Lang blushed, looking very strange under the faint green candlelight, and said, "Master Shen, don't make fun of me."
Shen Qingqiu didn't make fun of him, he was thinking about the murals.
This mural is brightly colored and the brush strokes are wild, but it can be seen that facing the door of the main hall is a huge woman's face, her eyes are curved, and the corners of her mouth are raised, which is exactly the appearance of being overjoyed.
Shen Qingqiu secretly judged that this tomb hall was undoubtedly the "Hall of Joy" among the three halls of "Happiness, Anger and Sadness" in the Holy Tomb.
This information will be very useful.
Tianlang-Jun didn't notice anything unusual, and said, "That's how he is, and he can't turn his head around. That's why he kept begging me to bring you to the Demon Realm."
Shen Qingqiu never understood the logic of this, so he regained his senses and glanced at Zhuzhilang: "What is the connection between asking me to come to the devil world and repaying my gratitude?"
Tianlang-Jun calmly said: "Of course there is a connection. Because none of the four major factions can stay, if Peak Master Shen is still in the Cangqiong Mountain faction, he is also within this range. He naturally doesn't want you to stay there."
Shen Qingqiu didn't know what to say.
Just now I thought that this guy seemed to be a reasonable boss, but now I see... he is no different from all ambitious bosses, big, medium and small. The goal is to "destroy the world and kill all the righteous".
But having said that, a good young man in the devil world, with his love for the human race, has been suppressed for so many years for no reason, so it is right to have resentment in his heart. Shen Qingqiu was speechless for a moment, then asked cooperatively, "The next step is to exterminate the entire human race?"
Tianlang-Jun said strangely, "Why do you think so? Of course not. I like people. I just don't like the four major factions."
He smiled and said, "I have a gift to give to Human World."
"Gift". Ha ha.
Definitely not something that can be tied with a ribbon to make you feel good! Shen Qingqiu was about to complain when suddenly, the tomb hall fell into a sudden tremor.
The sand and stones rustled down from the ceiling, Shen Qingqiu stood firm on the soles of his feet, but shook violently, and he could faintly hear the roar of some kind of creature in the distance that shook the heavens and the earth. He cautiously asked, "What?"
Tianlang-Jun listened intently for a moment, then said, "It's coming faster than I thought." He turned to Zhuzhi-Lang: "How much?"
Zhuzhilang said, "At least two hundred."
Tianlang-Jun said with a smile, "It's not a big deal to capture ten, and it's really hard for him."
Shen Qingqiu couldn't understand it, and it seemed that they didn't plan to communicate with him so that he could understand. Tianlang-Jun brushed the wisp of sand and ash falling from his shoulders, and said, "Shen Fengzhu, my nephew has tried his best to help you and the Cangqiong Mountain faction cut off, what do you think? Are you willing to go with him? "
This has directly brought people into the ancestral grave, and asked a fart!
No... One in two
Shen Qingqiu's heart moved, and he blurted out: "Jinlan City, the sower. Is it the opportunity to make a clean break between me and the Cangqiongshan faction?"
Cut in two. After thinking about it, now he has nowhere to go. The source of everything started from Jinlan City.
Shen Qingqiu questioned word by word: "The sower who suddenly pointed at me at that time was arranged by you?"
Zhuzhilang lowered his head. Tianlang-Jun patted him on the shoulder, as if encouraging: "That was originally just a small experiment to solve the food shortage of the southern border demons. He didn't want Peak Lord Shen to happen to be there, he just wanted Peak Lord Shen to completely cut off the return to the human world. Just mind."
Shen Qingqiu immediately glared at this Zhuzhilang.
That's what the promised repayment is, looking for a sower to smear him, what about the scumbag? ! The retribution of the snake is really unreliable!
Zhuzhilang said in a low voice, "Shen Xianshi, Your Majesty said that if the four major factions are to be wiped out, no one will be left alive... I really want to..."
Shen Qingqiu suppressed his anger and said, "You also found Qiu Haitang?"
Tianlang-Jun said: "I don't know." He looked at Zhuzhi-Lang, who immediately looked at Shen Qingqiu, "That woman didn't come here."
The sudden appearance of Qiu Haitang and the sower attacked Shen Qingqiu from left to right, forcing him to take the initiative to be imprisoned by the Huanhua Palace. Could it be just a coincidence
Whether or not it doesn't matter. Shen Qingqiu said, "Any reason other than that?"
Tianlang-Jun said slowly, "I do have my own selfishness in calling Peak Lord Shen here."
He sighed and said, "My son, I have really bothered Peak Master Shen to take good care of him over the years."
Sure enough, it was for Luo Binghe.
Although I had a hunch, I couldn't get rid of him. Shen Qingqiu's heart was still tight.
Shen Qingqiu reluctantly cheered up, and said, "Luo Binghe? What does it have to do with him."
Tianlang-Jun let out a sneer, lowered his head and said, "How do you say it? I found that he was very fond of Peak Master Shen..."
What he said was ambiguous, and even the answer was wrong, but Shen Qingqiu could easily make a series of conjectures.
The longer Tianlang-Jun used this body, the more demonic energy he had, and the more his cultivation base recovered, the more his body would be broken and patched everywhere. Sooner or later he will need a new body.
related by blood. He is also the inheritor of the demon blood line, and because of the mixed blood relationship, he comes with two sets of systems.
Who's body is more suitable than Luo Binghe's
Shen Qingqiu narrowed his eyes: "The purpose of recalling my soul is to lead him to the Holy Tomb?"
Tianlang-Jun said: "Shen Fengzhu really understands people."
Shen Qingqiu reminded him: "Luo Binghe hasn't taken your original seat yet, and he can't enter the Holy Tomb. Even if he wants to come, he won't be able to come."
Tianlang-Jun, however, seemed very confident in him and said, "As long as he wants to, he will definitely be able to come."
Shen Qingqiu said slowly: "No matter what you want to do, that is your son."
Tianlang-Jun said: "Indeed."
"You and Su Xiyan's biological son."
Tianlang-Jun said, "So?"
Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu was finally convinced.
In the few words Tianlang-Jun said about Luo Binghe, although his smile did not diminish, there was a kind of ruthlessness in his expression.
The image of the genuine Tianlang-Jun in Shen Qingqiu's mind, who was peaceful and affectionate like the sea, was too different. When he mentioned Su Xiyan, his tone did not tremble. I like to call Luo Binghe "my son", but I don't think he has any concept of father and son.
Not only is he not a peace lover, he is not even a love supremacist. It completely subverted Shen Qingqiu's long-standing (wishful thinking) cognition.
In fact, this is also normal. For emotions, the demons are always alienated and indifferent. They pay more attention to appetite, and advocate power and strength. It's just that Shen Qingqiu was somewhat uncomfortable with such a nonchalant attitude.
Luo Binghe is really... a real father who doesn't care about his mother and doesn't love [candle].
Especially when he thought that Jin Lancheng, the black pot, Shen Qingqiu, had always been held on Luo Binghe's head. This child had been grieved for so long, and his defense was ignored several times. And when they separated not long ago, he beat him violently.
Shen Qingqiu really felt... a little sorry for him.
The tomb had just fallen into a dead silence, and the second burst of roaring beasts and shaking of the earth came down, breaking a pool of stagnant water.
This time, the onslaught became more and more ferocious, and it was almost approaching the tendency of the earth to collapse. Shen Qingqiu couldn't stand no matter how steady he was, he held the coffin with one hand: "Can anyone tell me, what exactly is this?"
"What?" Before he finished speaking, the zenith full of gems above the tomb hall suddenly collapsed in a large area. The three people in the hall responded very quickly and moved far away. With a loud noise, a heavy object smashed down and landed in the center of the tomb hall. The smoke billowed and the crystal light flashed, and a huge black shadow appeared.
Luo Binghe stepped on a pitch-black giant beast, the black clothes and white dust were flying around, the Heart Demon Sword was unsheathed behind his back, his eyes were red, and he was looking down with murderous aura.
At first glance, the giant beast looked like a rhinoceros, with a single horn curved like a crescent moon on its head, but when he opened his mouth and uttered a trombone, a circling red giant python actually spit out from its blood-red mouth. .
real! black! moon! python! Rhino!
Black + Moon + Python + Rhino. It turns out that the Black Moon Rhinoceros is simply a combination of these four elements! The naming style of Chicory is as real as ever!
Zhuzhi-Lang immediately dutifully blocked in front of Tianlang-Jun, and by the way he also blocked in front of Shen Qingqiu. When Shen Qingqiu saw Luo Binghe, he subconsciously leaned behind Zhuzhilang.
He has a conscience, he has a conscience, he really doesn't know how to deal with this unfortunate child now.
He didn't even dare to think about how Luo Binghe would feel when he saw his body wither. You can only hide your ears and steal the bell, pretending to be out of sight and out of mind.
Tianlang-Jun raised his eyebrows, and this action was also very similar to Luo Binghe: "I would not hesitate to capture two hundred black moon python rhinos to break the barrier of the Holy Mausoleum. Peak Lord Shen, this son of mine is really very kind to you. Different."
Shen Qingqiu had nothing to refute. This is a rare monster in the original book that can even roar out of the Abyss. In order to break through the Holy Tomb, Luo Binghe was able to catch 200 heads at once.
Luo Binghe jumped down from the rhinoceros head with a sullen face, the giant beast seemed to have exhausted its strength, could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground with a bang. He stared at Shen Qingqiu, sparks bursting in his eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Shen Qingqiu suddenly realized that the move he had just dodged behind Zhuzhilang was too much like he was disgusting Luo Binghe!
After the smoke cleared, Shen Qingqiu could see clearly that Luo Binghe was actually a single-shaped holy mausoleum. The Holy Tomb is a sacred place for the demons and a forbidden place, no matter which one, the local demons will be in awe and dare not offend. This is a matter of belief, and no one dares to follow along. Of course, he can only be alone.
Shen Qingqiu finally shouted, "Go back!"
The one standing here is the father of the male protagonist whose original author has stamped "I don't know how to let the male protagonist defeat"!
Luo Binghe didn't answer, raised his hand, and threw out the Xiu Ya sword. After seeing Shen Qingqiu catch it, he turned his face and faced the other two people in the tomb hall. Flash, sent directly to the past.
This is handed over? !
Luo Binghe hit Zhuzhilang's lower abdomen with his left hand, knocking him flying without any suspense. His right hand slammed into Tianlang-Jun.
Shen Qingqiu watched intently.
Tianlang-Jun caught it! Without taking a step back, he gently swiped his backhand and wiped it on Luo Binghe's shoulder.
Shen Qingqiu swore that he heard the sound of broken bones coming from Luo Binghe's body.
As if to verify this, Luo Binghe blinked, and without warning, a mouthful of blood gushed out.
His entire chin, neck and chest were stained red and dripping to the ground. Luo Binghe wiped the corners of his mouth, still looking a little dazed.
Seriously, he hasn't experienced the feeling of vomiting blood from an injury for a long time.
Say! it is good! of! male! host! hang! force! gold! body! Do not! break! Certainly! law! Woolen cloth!
Don't you cheat your father instead of your son!
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