Huang Lang grabbed Chu Jingjue's arm and asked tremblingly, "Master, I want to ask you, have you ever seen the Southern Dynasty, have you ever seen the Southern Dynasty?"

With a bang, the Wind Absolute Knife was returned to its sheath, Chu was shocked to realize that it was just a hum, and he took a sip of the wine glass with his left hand,

"Well, I've seen it..."

Huang Lang was obviously much more excited, and his wrinkled and old face also looked full of vitality at this time.

"The four disciples under the seat of the Demon God Monarch, the ghost hand of the Southern Dynasty is for the senior brother with a ruthless personality, but he is also the most sensible, he was deeply loved by the God Monarch back then, and then the next one is Shi Kai, this Shi Kai has a stuffy personality, but he is a talent, not to go to the martial arts is just this casting of divine soldiers, it is rare to see in a hundred years, but he is also the most stubborn guy, old man, I watched these stinkers grow up, but it is easier to have friendship with Gao Fei who can talk to the beasts, as for these four brothers, the most almost the one who walked away with Shi Kai is the obedient lion king Song Yuanlang......”

"Since you have seen the Southern Dynasty, the Ming Southern Dynasty has also crossed that heart barrier, otherwise with the character of the Southern Dynasty, you will not be able to tolerate a young man wearing this wrench, do you know, this black jade wrench is a symbol of our Demon Sect, the Divine Monarch has issued a strict order, seeing this wrench is like seeing the Divine Monarch, the old man is also agitated when he sees it, I just say that our Demon Sect is expected to see the day, how many masters of the sect are broken......"

This Huang Lang's words murmured like flowing water, and the two apprentices who were listening on the side also knew in their hearts that the true identity of their master was from that distant sect Demon Sect, Hua Sheng didn't have any ideas, but Mu Dun was very lively in his heart,

Chu was shocked to lower his head and didn't speak, but his hands were holding two wine glasses, he had just digested the magic pill given by Huang Lang not long ago, and it took another afternoon to absorb the snake gall, and the martial arts cultivation had already reached the fifth level of the Great Pan, but the two true qi above his hands were slowly condensed into the palms, only two breaths, from the teacup he was holding in his hands, but there were two scenes that made several people stunned.

The teacup in the left hand was actually bubbling with cold air, and there were ice crystals covered with the teacup under the candle flame, which was crystal clear, and the teacup on the palm of the right hand seemed to be boiling, and the tea kept beating in the cup, steaming, and Wang Mu, who was forced to get up and look at it, had been dodging backwards, and his forehead was already sweating, which showed the vigor of the fire on the young man's palm.

The flower sheng girl only stood on the other side of the table, her eyes were burning, especially staring at the dizzying brilliance of those eyes, her lips moved slightly, and her cheeks were red and hot, but she didn't dare to look at Chu Shock's eyes that seemed to have magical power, and her heart was pounding and accelerating.

"It's really amazing to the old man, I think it's the demon god skill in our sect, the true qi in the veins that can flexibly operate the muscles is so skillful, especially the true qi of these two sub-attributes, there is no other magic skill in the world, I was surprised to realize the master, how old are you this year?"

Huang Lang drank another glass of wine excitedly, his eyes were distracted, and he was naturally very touched by the movement of this young man at will, this young man was different from ordinary people, his body was tall and resolute, especially when he gave birth to a good skin, even the old man himself also had a sense of love, it seems that Han Shenxuan's disciple is really unique, and he can't accept it.

Chu Jingjue, who had withdrawn the strength in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at the Huasheng girl who was staring at him on the other side, and said softly, "I'm already thirteen years old this year..."

Hua Sheng, who heard this, sighed in her heart, and her face turned redder.

"The thirteen-year-old Dapan Fivefold Realm, and the superb divine skill coveted by the martial arts under this order, I am shocked to realize the Lord, you are really the reincarnation of the Divine Monarch, and your master is also smiling at Jiuquan when you have a spirit..."

Huang Lang has long lost that slightly drunk look, his eyes are burning, there are countless exercises in this world, but this demon god skill itself is really rare in the world, Han Shen defeated countless masters with his Cigong method back then, according to the list of the first martial arts master, which ordinary sect can be an opponent with the Demon Sect, if you don't go to the conspiracy in the Qinglong Dynasty, in the rivers and lakes, there are more than 10,000 people under the Demon Sect, and countless sects come to worship belonging, but now it has become a fantasy, and there are few left,

Chu Jingjue only pursed his lips and drank, he was naturally grateful to this old man who was full of good words in his mouth, if it wasn't for the people and the jungle who saved him, he would have to suffer a few more days of bitterness, touched the wound on his thigh, and was afraid in his heart, the yin millet poison was only half a pillar of incense in the body, but it could make him lose his soul, even the direction could not be judged, his mind was confused and clear, if he didn't have the magic to protect his body, he would have to stab the captain Chu Dian's heartlessness, in that case, I don't know how to be good,

As for Huang Lang is the old man in the Demon Sect, he was surprised and accepted it calmly, he didn't know much about the Demon Sect, but he had only seen the Southern Dynasty and Gao Fei, as for his own master, he promised in his heart that he would go back and help him get some soul stones, if he could live, this wrench would be returned to him, and he would be happy, but he sighed again in his heart,

He has already become the Demon God King, that is, in the earlier ambush, in front of the crossbow archers and rangers, he roared angrily, he has already admitted this head, maybe he has long been used to this kind of day, wandering around, giving people the bitter fruit of hunting and killing,

He raised his head and poured a glass of wine, but he said very sadly in his heart, "Old man, the Demon Sect is regarded as a thorn in the side of the Qinglong Dynasty, and I myself have been hunted down countless times, even the wanted list is also in the purpose of my Chu surprise, Han Shen also fell into the means of the Qinglong Dynasty back then, if the Emperor of the People, it was countless chasing soldiers, and countless sect martial artists participated..."

Huang Lang was angry when he heard this, but he was also helpless,

"You are now the new Demon God Monarch, let's just listen to your words, the Demon Sect is no longer worthy of those dead brothers, even the old Sword Saint in the Sword Gate Mountain, we are also very indebted, it is because our Demon Sect has affected the Sword Saint Sect in the end, this matter is Han Shen's life, and it is also a hurdle in my heart..."

Huang Lang was apologetic in his words, but he was very excited.

"Uncle, in this way, I don't think the master will think that the sect will fall here, let it be notified, all the old knowledge of the past and present, even the sword king will also be notified, I Chu was shocked to rebuild the Demon Sect, this is the first order of the new Demon Lord...."

After realizing these words, he got up and walked to the yard, but Huang Lang behind him bowed to the ground and shouted, "Order, we must do it beautifully!"

Nothing to say all night,

Chu was shocked to find that he was standing alone in the courtyard, and the four fields were pitch black, but he habitually stood in the dark, leaning against a big tree next to the yard, stunned,

The wound on his thigh smelled of burning pain from time to time, but he didn't care, but he remembered Zhang Fugui and a few people in his heart, and he didn't know if those stinkers ran to a safe place, and Shaofu, although he didn't kill the rogue lieutenant with one palm, but he died indirectly in front of him, whether Li Shaofu would continue to fight in that ranger in the future, whether it would affect his future, he didn't know in his heart,

He didn't know how influential that Song Tai was in the Iron Floating Massacre, he didn't think about this question, he was chased and killed again and again, but it made him very irritable in his heart, even if he recited the condensation trick again, the desolate taste in his heart was not dispersed for a long time,

He actually wanted to say to the seemingly kind Huang Lang, in fact, it is not important whether to revive the Demon Sect, maybe if you really rebuild a Demon Sect in the future, if the fundamental problem cannot be solved, Han Shen's story will be repeated, in that case, it is not necessary to die more people,

He couldn't figure it out, the power in his hands was really small at the moment, and he had a question with Mrs. He back then, and Mr. He once asked himself, what is it to do what a martial artist wants to do,

At the beginning, Chu was shocked to come out casually, guarding, guarding the people he cared about,

But the four fields in front of him are desolate, and the people he guards either go to Elysium, or they don't know where they are, what is the martial arts they are pursuing, it doesn't seem so easy to guard, it seems that it is very difficult to be a martial artist.

Sitting under the tree with his knees in his hands, there is no moon tonight, but the stars that stand out are very dazzling, look up and look at it, and the corners of his eyes hurt,

But he was muttering to himself, "You should fall asleep now, will you feel lonely and sleepy, Daddy, will you be a little sober, do you remember the shock, I miss you very much..."

In the end, Chu Jingjue was just a teenager, but he took on a lot of responsibilities at once, his mother died, the sword saint died, he chased and killed people, and escaped death again and again, and now he is not far away, but Zhang Fugui's life seems to be tied to himself.

He is not a ruthless person after all, not now, will it be in the future, he doesn't know, sometimes he is also at a loss, the scene of the wind knife in his hand cutting off the enemy's head will also appear in his mind, I want to ask He Taifu, but now there is no chance,

The whole Rao head was lying between his legs, his shoulders were trembling, he had drunk a lot of wine just now, but he was not drunk at all.

With the sound of slapping his palms on the ground, Peng's body had jumped up completely, but the long knife on his waist was thrown aside for him, but the dragon sword on his left wrist was sacrificed out of his mind, a three-foot long sword of blue light, with his light dance, a little blue light in the air,

"When you ask about the love of the world, things are unforgettable, love is unspeakable, the proud sword sacrifices to the sky, when a sword will calm the injustices in your heart, and a sword will spread the world, what a bad guy!"

He muttered to himself, as soon as he took a step under his feet, he walked like a cloud, but his body was extremely slow, and he danced a sword in his left hand, but this sword move was learned from the best sword trick in the Sword Saint Gate,

A whirling stab in the air, a sword light, a pop sound, a blue light in the night, but the gravel on the ground wrote a few long poems for him with the dragon sword in his hand,

"The second question is the emperor of the cangren, who dares to invite the immortals, the vulgar sighs in the world, I laugh at the mountains and rivers on the river!"

In the midst of the vigor, the left-handed sword was handed out, but it was a continuous ingenious move, one sword was faster and one sword, especially in this dragon sword, there was a slight dragon groan, and the night sky was faintly sobbing,

In the corner of the wooden house, the Huasheng girl was quietly watching the sword dance alone in the courtyard, looking crazy and chatting, with a light in her eyes, that young man is the descendant of the former Divine Monarch, is it the new Demon Divine Monarch who even his own master has to kneel and bow?

It seems to be a little bit more than herself, but she has seen the tragic scar on the young man's chest with her own eyes, she really can't imagine what this thirteen-year-old child has experienced, and what kind of wicked person is slashed in the chest like that, but the scar that can't fade is full of heroism.

What kind of woman can be worthy of such a divine monarch, Hua Sheng can't figure it out...

In a canyon more than 100 kilometers away from Luoyang City, the person walking in front was dressed in black, and a few strangely dressed men next to him were in a heartfelt manner.

One of them carrying a black scythe was not a stranger, but Ao Lian,

"Blood Demon Boss, are we going to fall into that stinky red-robed eunuch's trap again, I don't like that eggless thing, that person looks like a ghost, and he doesn't look like a good person..."

Ao Lian, who was holding a blade of grass in his mouth, muttered words, but he smiled at Bai Tao, who was walking silently in front of him,

"Ao Lian, you pat your chest and ask yourself, is there any good guy and bad guy in this world, that dead eunuch has given us a piece of news, do you know which person in the world is the most famous to sharpen knives!"

The yellow lion on the side squeezed his brows, just raised his head and poured wine, smirking at Ao Lian,

The rouge man was still twisting his water snake waist, but he was thinking about the stinky eunuch in his heart, he had never spoken to the chief eunuch, but the last time he failed to take revenge in Luoyang City, he was uncomfortable, since the blood demon boss had already spoken, he naturally didn't dare to act rashly, but in his bones he was actually a little jealous of the old eunuch,

The last time he was in Qingzhou, the other party only slapped him with one palm, and he couldn't hide from it, in terms of martial arts cultivation, he was really inferior to the other party, but he had a question in his heart, if the blood demon boss and the big manager were against each other, who would survive to the end, he couldn't guess,

Ao Lian slashed a big stone on the side of the road with a sickle and split it into two, and said with a proud smile, "I don't have that bad heart, he's fine, watch from the wall, let's give the butcher a shortage, sharpen the knife? I only use my neck to sharpen this sickle, where do I know which sharpening knife is powerful?" 166 Reading Network