When he returned to the Sanyuan Pavilion, it happened that Lu Mo had initially suppressed his injuries and was waiting with Yamu; to Mai Shaofei's surprise, instead of shouting in shame and anger, the Bloody Killing Holy Son was seriously thanking Thirteen Lang; his demeanor was so sincere and his tone of humility that no one could find fault with it.

He didn't understand, and Yamu didn't understand, but Shisanlang took it for granted, and the big thorn was bowed by Lu Mo, and he didn't forget to ridicule it, saying that he valued the real thing more, and it was better to thank him for getting something cheap, maybe there would be a future and so on.

Lu Mo also took it seriously, hugged his fists again with a happy face, and said: "Treasure or something, Lu is really embarrassed to be ugly except for a knife; ”

Or was Lu Mo beaten up stupid and turned into a glorious fanatic?

They didn't know that after receiving Thirteen Lang's punch, Lu silently absorbed a lot of evil qi, as long as it was refined, the power of the blood knife was bound to increase greatly, how could they not be grateful?

It was a evil aura that contained the power of the true spirit, others didn't understand, could Lu Moyan, who specialized in killing, not understand its preciousness? If he didn't have this punch, he wouldn't have dreamed of asking for such a superb product; in other words, as long as his body could bear it, the Bloody Killing Holy Son would like Thirteen Lang to punch a few more punches.

It's true that this kind of thing is terrifying, but it depends on who you are dealing with, and whether you exceed the limit. Thirteen Lang didn't think it was annoying in nature, but there were too many in his body that it would affect his sanity, so he had to try his best to disassemble and seal it. Responding to the enemy is only one aspect, Thirteen Lang feels that these things should not be wasted, and sooner or later they will be refined and absorbed, or used for other purposes.

Give Lu Mo a spirit ball, demonstration is the main thing. It can also win people's hearts by the way. Because he is not afraid of waste, as long as he waits for his body to fully recover. After Thirteen Lang cultivates to be stable, he can refine the Golden Crow Claw again at any time, and he may never worry about running out of stock.

Never give up?

Jusan Lang smiled. said: "When you heal your injuries, how about helping me kill the three kings?"

Lu Mo was speechless. Yamu originally wanted to ask something, but when he heard this, he suddenly retracted his neck, and simply hid behind Mai Shaofei and refused to show his head.

Mai Shaofei said: "Actually, let's do this"

Thirteen Lang looked at him, with a smile on his face, not necessarily disappointed, but a little sarcastic.

Lu Mo stepped forward and said, "I'll talk about it." ”

Thirteen Lang turned around.

Lu Mo said: "This time. We waited for four things to discuss with Brother Xiao, one question, one request and two complaints. Now that the question should have been asked, Brother Xiao must have learned about Mr. Big from Shaofei's mouth. ”

Thirteen Lang nodded lightly and didn't say anything.

Lu Mo said: "That invitation, Brother Xiao actually knows it in his heart, the head of the Demon Palace personally passed the decree, if Brother Xiao can enter the palace and take the oath, he will be the first holy son of the Demon Palace from now on, including Lu." All of them are pressed by Brother Xiao's horse. ”

Thirteen Lang said lightly: "Is it because of this that you made that knife?"

Lu Mo replied solemnly: "If there is an opportunity in the future, Lu will still challenge Brother Xiao." ”

Thirteen Lang's expression was faint and said, "It doesn't matter. And what about the lawsuit?"

Lu Mo replied: "Brother Xiao needs to give an answer first, and Lu can say it." ”

Thirteen Lang said: "You already know the answer, so why bother asking." ”

Lu Mo said sincerely: "Lu hopes that Brother Xiao will think about it again. Don't be in such a hurry. ”

Jusan Lang smiled and was about to speak. Mai Shaofei suddenly interjected and said, "Wait a minute!"

Meet the eyes of several people. Mai Shaofei coughed lightly, carefully sorted out his thoughts, and said: "In terms of wisdom and force, Shaofei is far behind, but I am a few years older, and it is not an exaggeration to call you a brother." ”

Thirteen Lang was inexplicable, looking at Mai Shaofei's gaze a little strange, as if flowers had grown on his face.

Mai Shaofei had a little fever and said: "There are some things that my brother wanted to say back then, but"

Shisanlang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Ink, hurry up." ”

Mai Shaofei restrained his expression and said solemnly: "Don't talk about any bloodline identity, just talk about the attitude of the spirit and demon clans for the sake of brothers." Speaking objectively, how does the Demon Palace treat you?"

Thirteen Lang said lightly: "It's not bad." ”

After thinking about it seriously, Thirteen Lang suddenly found a fact that he had never noticed, to be honest, the Demon Palace was really good to him, and there was never anything worth holding grudges and resentments.

Isn't it? When I was hunting in the autumn, I suspected that Thirteen Lang was born more than one, and as a result, he was not a good haode. As for the Horned Son, it is a personal grudge, and it is nothing to put it on the big side. Later, Elder Mu came to the Taoist Academy in person, and it was true that he had said some threatening words, but if you think about it the other way, what people said is the truth, and the purpose is also to let Thirteen Lang return to his ancestors.

With the status of the Shaping Spirit Clan in the Demon Domain, there is no shame in respecting the mother, and the monks have no concept of male and female superiority and inferiority, and they have no excuses.

On the trip to the outer lands, Thirteen Lang saved the Demon Cultivation Army, on the contrary, how bad did people treat him? That's a forbidden pill! a poisonless medicine that even the Miaoyin Sect can't refine. Without it, I don't know how much trouble Thirteen Lang would have added, and it's hard to say whether he would die or not.

After the change of the Wild Dance, the identity of Thirteen Lang was difficult to hide, and it was gradually known to the Demon Palace. It is true that he has a place to fight, but there are two sides to the story, the Demon Palace does not move, kills, or arrests, and allows him to show off his power in the Flurry City, isn't it a kind of favor? Things have developed to the present, the Demon Palace has sent the three holy sons who have the old with him, and the big one invited Thirteen Lang to enter the palace, no matter how you look at it, it is all well-intentioned.

The position of the First Holy Son is not enough? Compared to this, what treasure exercises are simply weak, and they are not worth mentioning.

It was the Demon Palace, the only position of unification recognized by the Demon Cultivators of the Hundred Clans, and it was the supreme place that would not fall behind in the fight against the Spirit Domain for ten thousand years. For a young monk who has just married a baby, no matter how talented he is, no matter how kind he is, how do he still think about others? If it were someone else, he would have been grateful and kowtowed to the west, and Thirteen Lang still had to engage in three and four, and he clearly did not know how to lift.

Noticing that his expression had changed, Mai Shaofei said sincerely: "Brother, think about it seriously, how does the spiritual cultivator treat you? That's right, the Taoist Academy is kind to you, and the old dean has a great reputation. Mr. Big smiled at Yuntian, even the demon cultivator couldn't help but praise it. But what about the others? What about the other branches? What about the War Alliance and the Dao Alliance? What do they do to you?"

So many years down. Thirteen Lang's past is clear, except for the time when he has never been in contact with anyone. Everything is naked before the eyes of the world.

Mai Shaofei said: "Brother Tashan was unjustly killed, and the tiger sister-in-law died in vain, think about the helplessness of the ghost guy's predecessors, the old dean was forced to the palace, as well as Yelian, Jiuzun, and Mr. Big, and even your father, I don't know the specific situation for my brother." But I think he will not be blamed on his old man, I will tell you the truth. ”

Yamu came up and said, "The young master's wife is also a demon cultivator, by the way, what's wrong with her?"

Thirteen Lang's face was gloomy and he did not answer his words.

The three of them exchanged a glance with each other and did not continue on the topic. When I came, I had a lot of inquiries, but because Leng Yu had never appeared in front of people. No one knows whether it is life or death, and when asked at the moment, it is actually hoping that it can add a layer of bargaining chips.

Yamu regretted it at this time, and said, "The two realms of spirit and demon. The biggest difference is in the upper layer. There is only a demon palace in the Demon Domain, and no one dares to disobey every word. There are too many shili in the spiritual realm. War Path Alliance, a land out of the world. In the ancient family, even the Taoist Academy can be regarded as a shili. So many families can't reconcile with each other. It is destined to fall into each other, sooner or later there will be a big mess, young master, don't be angry, I'll tell you the truth. ”

Thirteen Lang couldn't respond.

Lu Mo stood up and said: "On this trip to the Random Dance, Elder Mu couldn't come in person because he was sitting in the pass to heal his injuries, but he once said to Lu that as long as Brother Xiao is willing to enter the palace, the matter of the Random Dance can be decided in a single palm, and everything will be carried out according to Brother Xiao's wishes. The Lin family is willing or unwilling, even if they give up this blood tripod. As for the two realms of spirit and demons, no matter what happens with spiritual cultivation, Brother Xiao can stay out of the matter, he really can't get out, and the Demon Palace won't make it difficult for you. ”

Mai Shaofei interjected and said, "In other words, this is a name, and it doesn't mean anything." ”

Lu Mo frowned slightly, but did not refute Mai Shaofei's words, and continued: "In the future, if Brother Xiao needs it, the Demon Palace should fully support him, and it is okay to accompany the elders." ”

Hearing this, Thirteen Lang slowly raised his head, looked at Lu Mo and said, "Does this mean to help me get revenge?"

Lu Mo refused to respond positively, and said: "Lu just brought the elder's words to him, and how to understand it depends on Brother Xiao himself." ”

Mai Shaofei interjected again and said: "Shaofei's skills are low, but if he has a useful place, no matter where he goes, what he does, he will sacrifice his life for his brother." ”

Yamu followed and said, "Ahem, so do I." ”

The tone was not firm enough, and Thirteen Lang immediately teased him and said to him: "Draw a circle with me on the gate of the Demon Palace, do you dare?"

Yamu was dumbfounded for a moment, and thought to himself that drawing circles is not artistic, since it is destined to be unlucky, it is better to simply draw a turtle.

Mai Shaofei's eyes lit up and said, "Brother agreed?"

Thirteen Lang shook his head, and still said to Lu Mo, "What if I don't agree?"

Lu Mo was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Brother Xiao is arrogant, but in Lu's shallow opinion, there is really no reason to refuse this matter. ”

Needless to ask, Yamu and Mai Shaofei have the same attitude, and they both think that the Demon Palace is so favorable, and no one can say anything critical. Judging from their expressions, the two felt that he was not stubborn, but paranoid to the point of being unreasonable, and the wise and decisive Mr. Eight Fingers in the past was two people, or with Lin Ruhai, who only heard about him and did not see his face.

Jusan Lang said, "I still want to know what will happen if I don't agree." ”

Lu Mo said regretfully: "If Brother Xiao doesn't agree, the Demon Palace will still not do anything to you, but the chaotic dance situation is Brother Xiao's personal grudge, and according to convention, the Demon Palace will not interfere." ”

You're welcome, it's really polite. The Demon Palace's treatment of this is undoubtedly to regard Thirteen Lang as an ordinary demon cultivator, rather than a traitor who refuses to admit his identity.

The eyes of the three holy sons were focused on one person, their expressions were either expectant or nervous, anxiously waiting for the result.

Thirteen Lang understood this, and returned the salute and said sincerely: "Tell Elder Mu for me, thank you!"

When this sentence was spoken, Yamu gritted his teeth hard, Mai Shaofei sighed dejectedly, Lu Mo looked at a strange light, and said: "If Lu understands correctly, Brother Xiao is refusing." ”

Shisanlang nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I refuse." ”

"Weishenme?" Mai Shaofei was deeply disappointed.

"Weishenme?" Yamu was more puzzled.

"Weishenme?" Lu Mo just wanted to know why.

"Weishenme? weishenme must have weishenme?"

Thirteen Lang's expression was gloomy, and he lowered his head and muttered like a dream in a voice that he could only hear, and his body was a little gloomy.

"My father and mother haven't handed it over, and the teacher is gone, who can I ask?"

(To be continued......)