If you don't have the ability to accept the inheritance of the power of the beetle-tailed poisonous spider, you will naturally be eaten and killed by the prohibition left by the power, and there has never been an exception.

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu had long seen that this bewitching figure was just afraid of death, so he would take the initiative to tell everything about this tomb.

If according to the bewitching figure, the ancestor of the Worm Tail Poisonous Spider Clan existed in that chaotic era 100,000 years ago, but his cultivation was far from being comparable and contending with the current Pseudo-Saint Tianzhu and Song Tianlong.

In ancient times, the Shura clan counterattacked the Heavenly Dragon, and the war spread to the Three Realms, and almost no one was able to live in peace, and the Terran of that era was just an inconspicuous small role, even so, when the current Terran masters mentioned the ancestors of the Terran back then, they would also say that they were far from reaching, and it can be seen from this sentence that the strength of today's Terran martial artists is far inferior to the original, and the so-called Golden Immortal Period martial arts cultivators may be placed in ancient times, and they are not even qualified to stand on the stage.

casually threw the bewitching figure aside, and the pseudo-saint Tianzhu didn't even ask about that guy's interest. A person who is greedy for life and afraid of death will always be difficult to become atmospheric.

On top of the corpse of the giant worm tail poisonous spider, Xiao Qinglian slowly closed her eyes, the faint blue light was nothing else, it was the inheritance left by the giant corpse under Xiao Qinglian's feet.

The power of this beetle-tailed poisonous spider did not leave too many twists and turns in suspense, the inheritance is in front of you, those who can bear it live, and those who can't bear it die.

Xiao Qinglian's heaven and earth qi is like a clear spring, as if it does not touch a trace of mortal dust. Under the careful teaching of Song Tianlong and the pseudo-saint Tianzhu along the way, Xiao Qinglian's foundation has gradually followed, although the cultivation is temporarily unable to make any more progress, but this does not prevent Xiao Qinglian from understanding the qi of heaven and earth.

The world of children is like pure white drawing paper, every stroke and stroke seems so friendly, it is the past that the pseudo-saint Tianzhu looks forward to but cannot touch, so at that moment, the crack in the heart of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu expands and extends again.

Xiao Qinglian's brows furrowed slightly, and the faint blue light separated into a faint lightness, and slowly entered the little girl's body along the magic gesture made by Xiao Qinglian.

The next moment, Xiao Qinglian's entire body shook violently, and Song Tianlong on the side subconsciously wanted to step forward, but he didn't take a step after all.

This is the fate of the little girl, and she can only bear it by herself, the inheritance has just begun, if it can't be supported at this time, then don't think about what else can be gained next.

A little glimmer of light rose from the back of Xiao Qinglian's neck, and also lit up with a faint pink light, Song Tianlong's pupils shrank, but the little hairy monkey on his shoulder excitedly pointed at the pink shimmer and shouted: "Squeak! Squeak!"

Song Tianlong looked at the little hairy monkey in some surprise, and scolded with a smile: "You little guy, you can obviously speak human words, and you still squeak like this." ”

The little guy was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "Quack, I'm so excited, boss, guess what that pink light is." ”

Song Tianlong looked at the little guy's laughing appearance, and suddenly his heart moved, and he couldn't help blurting out: "It won't be ......"

"It's Jiaojiao, it's Jiaojiao!" the little one laughed happily.

"Jiaojiao, she's not dead?!!!"

Song Tianlong was also happy, all along, there has been a faint estrangement between him and the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, the existence of the estrangement, although Song Tianlong and the pseudo-saint Tianzhu avoided mentioning it, but after all, they could not open up to each other.

Song Tianlong, the character of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, knows that for everything he does, whether it is right or wrong, whether he will regret it, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu will not say it, nor will he admit that he is wrong.

Although along the way, Song Tianlong could clearly feel some of the performances made by the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, and he deliberately wanted to eliminate the mustard with Song Tianlong, but after all, Jiaojiao's incident had too deep an impact on Song Tianlong.

At the beginning, outside Jianyin Village, in order to destroy the qualifications of Song Tianlong's chosen person, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu used himself to occupy Song Tianlong's body, and did something angry and resentful to the little demon fox Jiaojiao, and in the end, the little demon fox was absorbed by the pseudo-saint Tianzhu The pure yin qi of the whole body, even the image of death is so unbearable.

Afterwards, the way of heaven came, Song Tianlong's qualifications as the chosen one were still retained, and the pseudo-saint Tianzhu was also punished and became Song Tianlong's stand-in, and this life was also tied to Song Tianlong's hands, but even so, every time Song Tianlong saw the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, he still couldn't help but think of Jiaojiao's tragic situation before she died, and he would subconsciously want to alienate the pseudo-saint Tianzhu.

Then, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu put all his thoughts on Xiao Qinglian's body, and there was basically no joke and conversation between him and Song Tianlong except for some necessary exchanges, which may be related to the withdrawn character of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, but more because of the Jiaojiao relationship.

It's just that all this, when Song Tianlong saw the little pink light rising from Xiao Qinglian's neck, finally solved all the contradictions.

Song Tianlong subconsciously glanced at the pseudo-saint Tianzhu not far away, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu was expressionless, but he also looked in the direction of Song Tianlong.

At that moment, Song Tianlong knew the remorse in the heart of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, the greatest luck in the world is that the prodigal son can turn back, and the thing that is even luckier than the prodigal son's return is that the sins committed by the prodigal son at the beginning are still redeemable.

"Jiaojiao is not dead, hahaha, Jiaojiao is not dead!!!!!"

Song Tianlong only felt that his chest was hot, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and he saw that the little hairy monkey on his shoulder had already burst into tears, and for some reason, Song Tianlong remembered the days when the little demon fox Jiaojiao followed him.

"Please save the slave family, the slave family's foot is broken, in this wilderness, I am so scared ......"

"You respect me a lot. You're not like the people I've seen before......"

The woman smiled slightly, her face revealing playfulness: "Childe, I want you to take me with you." ”

......

The past flashed one by one, and the sweeter it was, the more heart-wrenching the tragic scene was at the beginning.

"Jiaojiao ......"

Song Tianlong said softly: "It's good that you're not dead!"

Song Tianlong smiled at the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu's eyes shrank, he also wanted to laugh, but under the coldness of his body, the bead that came out of the core suddenly clicked, and the crack extended again.

Then, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu's face turned pale, and the corner of his mouth flowed a bloodstain!

Song Tianlong's face changed, and he wanted to rush towards the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, but unexpectedly, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu suddenly had a hideous face, covering the pain in his chest with one hand, but raising his other hand horizontally towards Song Tianlong: "This ancestor is fine, you don't have to worry about it!"