Although it was a questioning tone, the expression on his face was condensed, and there was not a trace of doubt. Because the answer was obvious as early as the moment he met her.

The intoxicating aroma is dizzying.

The smell on her body was very similar to that of the man. Although not identical, they are very close and similar.

Garan's eyes showed that look at food again.

Instinct and fangs confirmed Tang Luzhi's words at this moment.

A demon is a demon, no matter how hard you work and how much you want to become a human, you can't succeed.

He straightened up, his gaze looking into the distance, a mockery on his face that had not been disguised. Laugh at yourself, laugh at fate, laugh at this inevitable confrontation.

"Downing."

He said in a low voice: "Tell me, where Tang Luzhi's body is buried." ”

Tang Ning frowned when he heard this: "That ancestor is indeed called Lu Zhi, but it is recorded in the clan that he was a civil official during his lifetime. The so-called talent is nothing more than good poetry and beautiful writing. ”

"Is such a person really the one who sealed you?"

She looked up at him, but the young man's face was calm and determined.

Tang Ning had a number in his heart: "If it is really him, then it proves that the records in the Tang family are all fake." "What a weak scholar, who is not good at fists and feet, riding and shooting, is all an illusion.

She got up from the ground and faced him, "But if you want something like his corpse, you're going to be disappointed." ”

"The ancestral tomb of the Tang family, located in the southern suburbs, was flooded by a torrential rain a hundred years ago, whether it was rotten bones or fresh coffins, it was all washed clean by the flood."

"Today's ancestral cemetery is full of clothed mounds."

Tang Ning looked at his expression carefully: "Whether you want to dig up his bones and whip him, or suspect that there is something you want in his funeral goods, so you can get it back, you can't do it now." ”

Hundreds of years ago, if it weren't for her inconvenience in walking, she nested in the house day and night, except for reading or reading, she could read everything, and I am afraid that she would not have remembered the three words "Tang Luzhi".

But she didn't understand, why should the records of the clan be faked?

In the past few hundred years, no one in the Tang family has ever said anything about eliminating demons.

She turned her head to look at Tang Xin.

Tang Xin shook his head: "The ancestor of the Tang family, entering the office, doing business, everything, can seal the monster ......" Feng Mu shrank slightly, and his voice said lightly, "There is absolutely no record." ”

In this world, there shouldn't be any monsters in the first place, let alone eliminate demons.

Tang Xin looked at Jia Lan.

Jia Lan suddenly sneered: "It's strange to say, although you are sisters and brothers, you are not like each other at all. "Tang Luzhi's bloodline seems to have been left to Tang Ning alone.

His face returned to normal, his smile was faint, and his eyes turned back to their previous amber color.

Tang Xin looked into his eyes, and the hand hanging by his side clenched tightly.

Jia Lan caught a glimpse, but when he didn't see it, he only looked away and said, "Your great ancestor stole a very important thing from me. ”

"Something important, could it be ......" Before his words fell, Tang Ning had already picked it up, "Is it your demon power?" ”

Everyone present looked at her in surprise.

Especially Ah Yan, who became bulging and followed her firmly.

Ah Fu on the side touched his chin with his small fleshy hand and looked Tang Ning up and down. A mortal who doesn't know what the ten directions are in the daytime, can he guess the trick after listening to these few words?

Abuki couldn't believe it.

He had never seen anyone smarter than him......

This is something that even he hasn't thought of, how did she, a little girl who has only lived for more than ten years, come up with it?

However, if her guess is true, then how strong should this fox be? Pondering, Abuki quietly shifted his gaze to Garan.

Garan was laughing, laughing extremely happily.

"yes, my demonic powers."

"While he yells that the monsters deserve to die, he wants to take away my power, you say, such a person, is it still a human being?"

Seeing him admit it, Ah Blow's eyes widened.

Garan took a few steps back to the edge of the cliff.

The bitter mountain wind seemed to blow him down.

He spread his hands, sleeves spread out like wings.

Whirring - the wind is blowing -

His voice gradually became ethereal: "It's my thing, I'll get it back sooner or later." ”

From now on, he will never be delusional about becoming a human again. Learning to speak and act like a human being is indeed ridiculous. He is the monster of the ten directions and the master of Luofu Mountain......

Thinking of the word "master", my heart suddenly throbbed.

He withdrew his hand and covered his heart, his eyes gradually sad.

Yes.

If he could, he would rather be his young master for the rest of his life.

There was a flash of fire in the air.

Little master, little master.

Ah Yan flew over, landed on his shoulder, and whimpered softly.

It still stubbornly calls him only the little master.

Its Lord Garan should always be a carefree little fox.

Whimpering cries, no tears, but sounding sadder than anything else.

Standing here, looking at the withered ancient tree, Shifang seemed to be a stone's throw away, as long as they stretched out their hands, they could touch it. But the mountain wind is dignified, and every whistling tells them that their hometown is a distant place that they can't go back to.

This distance-like distance is a moat that cannot be crossed.

Ah Yan, who will not shed tears, shines with a gentle light.