Looking for the old man, but because of what the old man said just now?" The thin old man, holding a dead wood, looked a little exhausted. He asked.

"National teacher, don't be angry, your body is important. Whatever happens, the king will take care of it for you. Wang Futian hurriedly supported the thin old man and said. "Two, I don't know what you are looking for the national teacher? The national teacher is old and frail, and he has not been out of the royal city for many years. I don't know, what grievances do you have? This king can bear it with all his might. ”

"You can't afford it. Zhao Wouji ignored Wang Futian, stared at the withered old national teacher, and then said, "Did you say it yourself, or did I say it for you? You should be the blood demon in that little guy's mouth, right?"

"Blood Demon?" the withered old national teacher asked, holding the withered branch in his hand, and then asked suspiciously. "Although the old man is not a benevolent and righteous person, and the cultivation is also the path of the auxiliary monarch to kill, but he can't be called a magic word, right?"

"The old man you sent to the Zhao family was destroyed by me. Are you sure you want to keep pretending?" Zao Wou-Ki said coldly.

The little kid sniffed, then said playfully, "A broken shell, but with three souls." You live together, don't you squeeze in?"

"So you're going to send your innocent body to the deity?" hehe...... "The thin national teacher changed his face from a neutral look and replaced it with a sinister smile. His evil flesh spread. The people who had originally gathered around him were instantly stunned, and then a group of guards fled to the side with a shocked Wang Futian.

"You can choose this kind of body for your upper body, and you're embarrassed to worry about my body. The little kid sneered disdainfully.

"If it weren't for forcibly breaking through the space, teleporting into a problem, and colliding with this unlucky guy, how could this seat have fallen into such a field? However, if it weren't for this body to resist the space storm, this seat might not have been able to get here. The national teacher's face was angry, and it instantly turned into a smile. He raised his free hand slightly, and above his shoulder, two small heads suddenly burst out. Both heads are only the size of thumbs, but their facial features are clearly visible. When the glamorous woman saw one of the small heads, her look of surprise was revealed.

"What a humble existence, one is a blood clan, and the other is the original owner of this body, but they can only survive under the suppression of this seat. This seat is the master of this world, and it will lead this world to ......," said the thin national teacher with a wave of fanaticism. He was interrupted halfway through.

"Leave your uncle. Now that you're huddled here and pretending to be your grandson, can you still blow it?, is it too cold to freeze your blood?" the little kid waved his hand and said disdainfully. He jumped off Zao Wou-Ki's shoulder, and then said to him, "Come on, slaughter it." ”

"You are resurrected by the blood of the Honza, and the Honza can feel the flesh in you. I don't know what method you used to suppress them temporarily, but if this seat is dead, you will die too. The emaciated Blood Demon looked at Zao Wou-Ki with disdain, and then said.

"I know. Zao Wou-Ki said softly. As soon as the words fell, his figure had disappeared in place, and a blood-colored afterimage slammed into the emaciated national teacher. As if it was a sandbag, the national teacher was knocked into the air and slapped on the high wall, and the wall directly hit the cracks.

"Ahem, what a damn body, so weak. You have to think about it, I die, you can't live. "The national teacher possessed by demon blood trembled before he got up. He coughed lightly before he said to Zao Wou-Ki.

"Die. Zao Wou-Ki said a word coldly, and his entire body disappeared again. When he reappeared, he was already behind the national teacher, and his palm was inserted into the national teacher's back.

"Ahem...... Why do you want to kill this seat? In the end, it is also this seat that makes you reborn and resurrects you again. The national teacher's breath began to be unstable, and he asked puzzled.

"Kill you because you might be his death. Zao Wou-Ki said coldly. With that, he slowly pulled out his hand, and a trace of blood flowed out of the blood hole in the national teacher's chest.

"Huh...... Is it just because it's possible that it can cost you your life? The national teacher suddenly laughed. "Boy, I know you've always wanted to take back control of your body. Then you will be crazy, only by squeezing out this seat will you have a chance. ”

Zao Wou-Ki suddenly raised his hand and slapped it fiercely on the top of the national teacher's head. The strong wind blew away the national teacher's yellow and sparse hair, revealing an old face. If this time it is filmed, I am afraid that the national teacher will definitely not only break his head. It's just that just as Zao Wou-ki's palm was close to the national teacher's scalp, he suddenly stopped.

"Did you give up after all?" the little kid looked at Zao Wou-Ki and sighed. It's just that this thing immediately turned around and said to the cold woman behind him: "Sister, I'm so scared, let me hug me." After saying that, his small body rushed towards the cold woman. However, he was greeted by a pair of white leather boots, which slapped his baby fat face.

"A woman who has been soaked all her life has finally been planted. It seems that I can't even borrow power. The little kid who was slapped into the wall, after getting himself out, said with a sad face. "Taiyin assists yang, and the scorching yang refers to. ”

The little kid suddenly closed his eyes, and a golden light bloomed all over his body, and he suddenly raised his hand, and his hands quickly sealed. After snorting, he suddenly raised his hand, and a golden light shot out. It's just that after the golden light left his body, the little kid rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground. The golden light shot away and hit the forehead of the national teacher. The increasingly hideous face of the national teacher didn't seem to realize the danger at all, and was shot into his forehead by the golden light.

"Ah......" The national teacher raised his head and roared, in great pain. A faint blood-colored figure overflowed from the wound on the forehead of the national teacher. "Ah...... Damn, damn it. You all deserve to be damned for taking Ben Shao as a toy. The national teacher's face was hideous, and he looked around with hatred and said. In the next second, his figure had disappeared and appeared beside a golden-armored guard. He suddenly picked up the guard's neck and bit it down hard. This scene stunned everyone, and just as the other golden-armored guards were about to make a move, the national teacher suddenly raised his head and glared at them. And the person in the hands of the national teacher has already lost his breath with a miserable face. The national teacher's mouth was full of blood, but he didn't care about it, and even licked the surroundings of his lips with a look of enjoyment.

"National Teacher, who are you?" Wang Futian asked at the National Teacher with a painful expression.