Zuo Protector's pupils instantly turned red, "It seems that you are really impatient!" ”

"yes." The red dragon clutched the clothes on his chest, but said in a calm voice: "I don't want to live anymore...... Instead of being tortured to death, you might as well slap me to death with one palm! Wouldn't it be better if you gave birth to me and kill me now?! Come on! You killed me! ”

The right hand that had been stretched out by the left protector was retracted again, "No." I'm not going to kill you. You need to accept the punishment of the true God. Accept the painful purification, wash away your sins, and die a humble death in this filthy place. ”

After Zuo Protector finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out of the courtyard of the secret prostitute.

The red dragon sat down in despair, leaning against the wall, panting in pain. He pulled a dagger from the strap on his leg, contemplating whether to kill himself altogether, when a pair of beautifully embroidered shoes appeared in his sight.

The red dragon raised his eyes, and it was the young woman who had returned alone.

"What? You want to kill me too? The red dragon sneered, and simply handed the dagger in his hand over, "Okay." You're here to help me break it, lest I can't do it myself......"

The young woman squatted down in front of the red dragon, pinched the red dragon's chin with her fingertips, raised it and twisted it left and right, "It's ugly." It's so ugly that you actually begged her. ”

"Did you hear that?" The red dragon was not surprised.

"I hear you." The young woman's voice was brisk, "A mother who uses her own daughter's body in exchange for information and money, do you think she will care about you?" ”

The red dragon chuckled, "Sure enough, you know ...... too" and then let out a low roar at the sharp pain.

The young woman let go of her hand and stood up, took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped her fingertips, then casually threw the handkerchief aside, "You have devoured the internal power of the infidels, and you will never be able to free yourself." You can choose to die, or find a way to keep your evil energy intensifying. Only if you are strong enough can you suppress the true qi of the infidels, and you can feel a little less pain. ”

The red dragon, who was already desperate, seemed to see a glimmer of light, "Really?!" Then he wondered, "Why did you help me?" ”

The young woman turned to leave, and replied in a brisk and bright voice, "Because I'm a madman...... too."

After the young woman left, the red dragon once again mobilized his evil qi to suppress Zimo's true qi. He doesn't want to die yet!

The Red Dragon is different from the Ice Flame. He lived in the holy land of Zoroastrianism from birth. The other brothers were brought back one by one when they were about ten years old.

The red dragon knew that these brothers were father's children. but their mother was not their father's concubine. The mother of the red dragon, the Zoroastrian Left Protector, has a secret method that allows a woman to conceive her father's child.

Under the guise of ancestral medical skills, the Left Protector specializes in helping women who have not had children for a long time or who are anxious to give birth to a baby boy. Although that method is easy to arouse suspicion, because Zuo Protector is a woman, and there are many people who have given birth to children after she has seen it, many women feel ashamed, but they are still willing to accept Zuo Protector's "treatment".

Relying on the reputation of "sending children", Zuo Protector deceived countless women and made them pregnant with the children of the Zoroastrian leader.

In order to devour more power, the sect leader needs a lot of boys who can cultivate evil qi. The more the merrier. Zoroastrianism couldn't raise so many children, so it used this crazy method of doves occupying magpies' nests.

The consequence is that the red dragon has countless more brothers...... So much so that he wondered if there was an end to that number.

When these children reach the age of ten in their original families, they are stolen back and taught martial arts and evil qi by the Zuo Protector. Therefore, Bingyan and their brothers who came back from outside used the same weapons as the left protectors, which were iron hands.

Red Dragon once proudly felt that he was different from those brothers who had the same effect as "pills". The looks are different, the encounters are different, and the martial arts are also different. But in the end, it was just wishful thinking on his part......

But so what? Even if he has no expectations for his mother, no illusions of pretentiousness, and no identity as the son of his sect leader, he still doesn't want to die!

"It's too slow!" The red dragon slammed his fist into the wall. Only relying on his current internal strength to cultivate to the point where he can suppress Zimo's true qi, I don't know when it will take!

Go and devour a "brother" again......

The idea took shape in the red dragon's mind in an instant. He did not live in the Holy Land for ten years in vain. After he secretly learned the sect master's Heaven Swallowing Skill, he began to secretly collect the location of his "brothers".

In order to allow the children who were stolen back in the middle of the way to grow up as soon as possible, after they learned the cultivation method of evil qi, they would be arranged to "practice" everywhere. Forcing these children to grow up quickly.

Many of them die for a variety of reasons. Even if they survive, not all of them have the talent to practice evil qi.

Only a small number of children, after desperately surviving, formed a bad spirit, and were finally selected by the sect leader to be recalled to the Holy Land. They think they will be reused, but they don't know that they will all end up being consecrated to the true God and sucked dry by their own fathers......

The red dragon needed to quickly improve his evil qi, and he quickly had several candidates in mind. It won't be so strong that he can't beat it, and it can provide a certain amount of evil energy to help him suppress the pain. The red dragon struggled to his feet, found a rope, tied the half-human-tall statue of Inviting Rain to his back, and staggered out of Rouge Alley.

-- The Dividing Line --

When the red dragon sneaked out of Jiankang City at night like a rat in a mud ditch, Wang Wulang and Xie Huilian were staring at each other with wide eyes.

The two of them never imagined in their lives that they would share a bed one day. Especially Wang Wulang, who grew up with gold and dignity since he was a child, not to mention sharing a bed with others, and even using a yard has never appeared!

Hiding in the small courtyard where Ying Yu was in Jiankang City before had already made him very painful. Now that I have gone to Jilong Mountain, I am so depressed that I want to "share the same bed" with others!

Although Ying Fang, the steward of the Ying clan, smiled, he did not have a trace of humility and flattery, he patiently explained: "The landlord does not allow the students to stay in the Five Schools, but those Confucians are different, they insist on staying, and we can't just drive them away." I had to make room for them to live in. There is really no way, so I can only wronged the two Lang Jun in the same room. ”

Wang Wulang couldn't help himself from getting angry, "What kind of face do those big Confucians have left?" Could it be that you can win over a few masters with a good night's sleep?! ”

Ying Fang smiled and did not answer. His son-in-law said that he would let them stay, but he naturally didn't ask why.

Wang Wulang still didn't give up, and struggled to ask, "Why don't you get more beds?" I'm really not used to sharing a bed with other people. ”

And he's a big man......

Ying Fang said: "There is nothing superfluous on the mountain. If Wang Xiaolangjun really wants to sleep alone, he can only put together the two desks that the Seven Princes brought up for you to sleep. ”