Does Wang Ce have a discipline? Haha. 【Full text reading】Let's vote for an undisciplined demon.

The night sè deep.

Wang Ce's voice was in the night.

Ji Qianyu sat cross-legged, motionless like a mountain, the emperor was shallow, and all kinds of emotions surged in an instant, a hundred times more complicated. Lowering his head slightly, he raised his head again and looked directly into the night, as if he wanted to see something from the black sè.

The king of people is sassy, and a light blue sè robe is windless and automatic, adding to the elegant temperament of the old handsome guy, and faintly adding a bit of violence in the brewing.

The majestic Makino was unrestrained in an instant, holding the handle of the knife with his hand heavily, without saying a word, but it was to the point where his spiritual will had been pushed to the point of strength.

Wu Qilin Fu looked at each other and smiled, each showing tenderness, this old couple held each other's hands, a trace of enviable affection, mixed with a touch of coldness.

The thorns quietly became ghostly, silently taking a step back, leaning against the wall. In the absence of any notice, the bonfire jumped slightly, and the light and shadow in the corner became bright and dark, and the thorns disappeared.

The sword master was half-lying and half-lying, dressed in white, holding down the sword, supporting his head with one hand, and gently stretching his five fingers with the other hand, his fingers were like swords.

The Eight Great Martial Emperors did not say a word, each laughing, or dignified, or slaughtering, or sitting or lying. But in a short moment, they made seemingly ordinary, but not necessarily simple actions, or reactions.

Silence is better than sound at this time!

"You didn't answer me, why did you kill the Human Emperor and the Martial God?"

Wang Ce's honest head: "I heard a story. Once upon a time. There is a man named Huang Shang, he is a very talented martial arts practitioner, in short, he is very powerful, but he has also offended a lot of enemies. It's nothing more than a sect, a family. ”

Then, one day, when Huang Sheng was traveling, the enemies suddenly gathered. Killed all his relatives and friends. When Huang Shang returned home, he saw countless ruins and corpses. ”

He wanted revenge, but his cultivation couldn't defeat the enemy, and he was not as powerful as the enemy. So, he decided to bury his head in hard practice! Practice, practice, and finally one day, he found that he could defeat the enemy. ”

Wang Ce said with a smile. The voice in the night said, "So, did he succeed or failed?"

Wang Ce smiled: "Huang Shang went out of the customs and went to the enemy to take revenge." However, he found that all his enemies had become a cup of loess. ”

Ji Qianfu and the others were gradually attracted by this story, and the voice was suddenly a little surprised: "Dead?"

"Dead. Dead. Wang Ce said honestly: "All of them are old and dead." Huang Shang is younger than them!"

"Makes sense. The old man, after all, can't survive the young man, and time is a weapon for killing. However, the Martial God is the longest-lived person, who has the confidence to live to win the Martial God?"

Wang Ce was not in a hurry: "Don't worry, the story is still later." ”

"It's an interesting story, you say. ”

Wang Ce shook his head: "Is it interesting? Not necessarily." Huang Shang found that the Qiu family was old and dead, but the Qiu family had descendants and inheritance brothers, so. He decided to kill all the brothers and descendants of his enemies. ”

"He succeeded. But among the descendants of the enemy family, there happened to be such a person who traveled outside and happened to survive, and that person was called Bai Shang. Bai Shang was in pain, he decided to take revenge, but he couldn't beat Huang Shang, so. He decided to retreat and cultivate!"

Many years later, Bai Shang went out to take revenge. But he found that Huang Shang was dead. Wang Ce sighed.

The voice said, "Dead of old age?"

Wang Ce nodded: "Yes, Huang Shang is dead." But Bai Sheng found out that Huang Sheng still had descendants and friends, and he also decided to kill them all!"

And then. Among Huang Shang's descendants, some of them survived? What's the point of revenge?" said the voice in the night.

"That's right. Wang Ce nodded again: "As for the meaning or something, we mortals don't want to pursue it." In short, after three or five generations, some people finally feel that something is wrong, and it will not work if it goes on like this, and it will not be good for everyone. ”

So, the one surnamed Huang and the one surnamed Bai decided to negotiate. Otherwise, let go of the hatred, or else, let's have some rules, and don't keep making everyone die together. ”

The voice asked curiously, "Talking?"

"Naturally, I can't talk about it. Who would dare to let go of such a generation of blood debt?" Wang Ce let out a sigh for no reason: "So, the surnamed Huang decided to kill anyone he saw." ”

"Oh, what's that reasoning?" the voice was surprised.

Wang Ce shrugged: "It's very simple, the surname Bai has relatives and friends, and relatives and friends have relatives and friends." There will always be people who will survive, and there will always be people who will come for revenge. Then it's better to kill all the people in the world, then no one will come to take revenge. ”

"And then?"

And then. Wang Ce sighed softly, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "No then." When humanity is killed, there is no follow-up. ”

Ji Qian's defeat of the eight gods is different, and he silently chewed on the story told by Wang Ce. For some reason, there is always a special feeling in the bottom of my heart.

The voice was silent.

After a long time, the voice said slowly: "Since you are here, you might as well come down and sit down." ”

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The voice did not fall.

The mirror-like lake, suddenly windless, automatic, slowly squeezed to both sides, the waves surging, the momentum is huge. A path winds down to the bottom of the lake!

Dozens and hundreds of tons of lake water, crowded on both sides of this road, stacked into two water walls tens of meters high, boiling while as if about to pour down, daunting.

Ji Qianfu and the emperor exchanged a glance, and the afterglow glanced at Wang Ce. The emperor was calm and took the lead in stepping down.

The Juggernaut followed, and each of them went down. Ji Qianfu was the last to step on, his eyes swept over his apprentice, and he nodded slightly.

Wang Ce was silent, and the moment Ji Qianyu and the others stepped into it, thorns and ghosts appeared from Wang Ce's shadow, and the moment he grabbed Wang Ce and was about to turn into lightning and escape.

"Please!" said the golden stone.

This sound penetrated through the thorn's heart, and he was shocked for a moment. I found that my spiritual will was shaken by this sound.

Can't leave. Wang Ce smiled bitterly in his heart, gave Thorn a comforting hint with his backhand, and took the initiative to step into the passage. Ji Qianyu and the others changed in an instant, should the only spark be finished together?

Ji Qianfu and the others were about to make a move, but Wang Ce strode down with a bright smile: "Master, this rabbit hole is very big." Let's take a look. ”

Ji Qianfu understood the meaning of the words, hesitated slightly, and sighed slightly. For the time being, he put aside the thought of a decisive battle in advance, and walked to the bottom of the lake in silence.

Wang Ce and his entourage of nine people, all the way down, the lake kept lining up a road. At the bottom of the lake, the silt gently separates and comes out through a road to the bottom.

Walking through the silt at the bottom of the lake, the eyes are striking. I came to a spacious underground cavern.

This is a very wide underground cavity, and there are many traces of artificial expansion on all sides. Moss grows all around the cave, but when I come to the middle area, the humid air is swept away, and it gradually becomes dry and comfortable.

In the very center of the underground cavern, a man sits cross-legged on a stone with his back to the crowd. Thorn silently gave Ji Qian a defeat. Pick your eyes. Aim at the rock.

Ji Qianfu and the others almost quickly discovered that the stone under the man's buttocks was actually half a foot above the ground, like a miniature upside-down mountain peak.

The sharp peak is downward, and where the sharp point is, there is a faint black light the size of a broad bean. With the cultivation of Ji Qian's defeated eight people, and even Wang Ce, they all felt it very clearly that this mass of black light the size of a broad bean. There is an extraordinary, extremely powerful energy in it.

Everyone was secretly shocked, not knowing what kind of energy that black light was, and it could be reduced into such a mass, which was terrifying.

This man's long hair reaches the ground, and although he is cross-kneeled, it also makes people feel that this person has a slender posture. Don't have a convincing bearing.

The light of the candle shines on the illuminated orb, and it shines with extraordinary brilliance. The Illumination Orb is a thing that emits a soft illumination whenever there is light, and the name is a bit vulgar. Practical XN is extremely strong, but it is a treasure.

Here, however, there are no less than 100 illuminated orbs. It's really extravagant.

The man with long hair and gray clothes said slowly, "Everyone, please take a seat." Raising his hand, there were some clean and large white jade stones around, just enough to sit on.

Wang Ce's eyes quickly scanned around, and coughed heavily: "Cough!" Liulu's curious and interesting god sè took the initiative to take the first step, looked at the white sè jade for a while, and sat on the spot casually without care!

Wang Ce is a cunning little one, which is recognized by eight people. Ji Qianfu and the others moved in their hearts, vaguely captured Wang Ce's meaning, glanced at each other, and sat cross-legged on the spot around the man.

A group of nine people sat down cross-legged, forming a half-arc, but none of them sat on the white jade.

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The stones under the seat slowly turned, and the man turned around, his long hair hanging down, faintly obscuring half of his face.

The man's face was pale, almost glowing, and there was a feeling of whiteness, as if he hadn't seen sunlight for thousands of years: "Your story is interesting. ”

Wang Cehan smiled: "It's not my story, it's the story I told." Your Excellency must not be confused. ”

"It's you, it's not you, but it doesn't matter. The story is interesting, and that's enough. This person raised his eyelids and took a look, Wang Ce had the illusion that all his skin, flesh and bones had been torn apart and seen through.

Today I am a substitute, and Master they are the main starters. Wang Ce smiled, never squeaked, looked at the man with a smile, looked here and there, and observed carefully, as if he wanted to completely engrave this hole into his mind.

The man's eyelids moved, and he slowly glanced at the other eight people: "Why are you here?" ”

The emperor said calmly: "Your Excellency is the Martial God!"

The man smiled when he heard this: "The old man's surname is Song, and the martial god is just the cultivation realm of martial arts." ”

Wang Ce almost couldn't help but interject and held back. The emperor couldn't laugh, and condensed: "The three great martial gods of the divine war." One surnamed Gu, one surnamed Lian, one surnamed Song, Your Majesty ......"

The emperor was indifferent, and his voice became cold: "I just want to ask for a word or two when I come here, so as to relieve my heart." ”

Song Wushen was silent and did not answer this question. The stone under the buttocks turned, facing Wang Ce: "Your story is really interesting!"

Wang Ce bloomed brightly: "It's over!"!.