Songshu is a pure demon clan that has lived for countless years, but it is not easy to fool. He was also a Qi practitioner of the Nine Realms, if it weren't for the Fu Long Seal in his hand, it would not be easy for Qin Liang to restrain him. The three god soul clones are on the same together, and the odds are not good.

So have to be cautious.

"Want to live?"

Qin Liang pondered for a long time, and Song Shu lay on the ground, grabbing the ground with his head, not daring to move. Except that you don't dare, you can't move. It is naturally more than enough to be able to defeat the treasure seal of the dragon clan and deal with a squirrel.

"Yes!"

Song Shu trembled, but he was extremely smart, and he knew very well that if he just wanted to live, he might not be able to survive. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly said, "I want the master to be kind and accept my knees...... Ah, it's my loyalty, so that I can saddle the horse for the master, get some light from the master, so that I can break through the bottleneck as soon as possible and become a useful demon clan......"

Song Shu's words, although they are for survival, are just as sincere.

As soon as the demon clan was born, it almost determined the height of the future.

Because this is a bloodline-only race, the more advanced the bloodline, the stronger the descendants will be.

Such as Qilin, the genus of Kunpeng, they almost do not need to cultivate, and they are born with a level of power that other demon clans cannot even reach in a lifetime.

And like Songshu...... The little demon who was born in the squirrel group, far away from the best flood era of the demon clan, can give birth to spirituality is really rare, in a lifetime, can cultivate the human form, learn human language, and achieve a three-five realm of qi practitioners, it is quite rare.

Song Shu was able to become a Qi Cultivator in the Nine Realms, which was a miracle in itself, but he also knew that if there was no greater opportunity, his cultivation in this life would come to an end.

But now a big thief suddenly appeared in front of him...... Well, it's the lord of the Qilin clan, if he can get a little chance from this lord, then it will be much easier for him to break through the bottleneck.

As for making cattle and horses for the unicorn in front of him, Songshu is naturally not sincere. He has been the city lord of Songlan City in Western Xinjiang for many years, and he doesn't know how chic he has been living this day, how can he be willing to make cattle and horses for others, even if he takes the opportunity of the Ten Realms in exchange, he won't do it.

What if you are among the Ten Realms?

is not just a servant of the Holy Clan, how can he be at ease in Songlan City, and put his body so low, it is just to survive.

Although the Qilin Holy Clan has declined, the demon clan that wants to hold its stinky feet is still like a carp crossing the river, after all, no matter how broken the Holy Clan is, it is also a Holy Clan, and the Holy Clan is strong, even if a little avenue opportunity leaks out of his fingers, it can make countless demon clans who can't break the bottleneck in their lives have a smooth road.

Of course, he Songshu is not this kind of demon. What he wants is freedom, treasures, and an inexhaustible treasure trove! If you want to have some fun on top of these two hobbies, it is to dig tunnels! The cunning rabbit still has three holes, and as an incomparably wise Songshu, he naturally dug countless retreats.

If it weren't for the fact that the Zhenxi General's Mansion occupied most of Songlan City, and filled in half of his tunnels, otherwise in the past thousands of years, he would have dug out a complete labyrinth under the entire Songlan City!

Do you really think that the city lord of Songlan City has changed more than ten generations?

From the first generation of ancestors to Songshu, he is playing the role alone, in order to cover up his identity as a demon clan.

"In that case, then open your soul. ”

Just when Song Shu's mind was flying and he didn't know where to think of it, Qin Liang opened his mouth to speak.

"Huh?!"

Songshu hit a spirit.

What does it mean to open your soul?

Of course, it's the Holy Lord's way to control the puppets!

"How is this good?!"

Songshu immediately realized that his performance was a little too much.

What are you doing to show loyalty, why are the requirements of this Holy Clan Lord so low, he is just a squirrel, in the ancient flood era, his little ability, even the qualifications to be on the table of the Holy Clan Lord, are just poor little demons!

"Huh...... The lord is gentle, my cultivation is low, my blood is low, and if I follow the lord, I am afraid that I will be ridiculed and affect the reputation of the lord...... The majesty of the Holy Family is not allowed to be desecrated......"

At this time, Song Shu just wanted the big man in front of him to collect his magical powers and let him go.

"Oh......"

Qin Liang sank his tone: "So you're unwilling?"

“...... Yes, 10,000 willing...... Just ......"

Song Shu trembled, thinking about what to say, and this Holy Clan Master was willing to let him go.

However, the pit was dug by himself, and he also jumped down by himself, and now that the Holy Clan Master is about to bury the soil, he only wants to struggle at this time, is it too late?

"Huh?!"

At this time, Qin Liang snorted coldly.

Under this cruel and dissatisfied voice, Song Shu was almost frightened, and without saying a word, he quickly opened his soul.

A piece of rune paper floated in front of Song Shu, with a spell written on it.

"Read!"

Qin Liang didn't give him time to think.

"The way of heaven is above, and the luck of the demon clan is on ......"

Song Shu hurriedly picked up the spell and began to chant the spell, this spell is based on his demon clan's real name, once violated, the real name will burn, and finally fall to the original state, turning back into a squirrel!

Song Shu's two lines of turbid tears flowed out like this, he worked hard to practice, he didn't recruit anyone or provoke anyone, his own treasure house was looted, and this holy clan master who robbed him is now even unwilling to let him go!

Song Shu wanted to resist, but he knew that with such a little cultivation, he couldn't even open the Fulong seal on his head, let alone the means of opposing the Holy Clan Master, so he didn't dare to do it at all.

A mantra was quickly recited, forming a faint imprint on Song Shu's divine soul.

As soon as Qin Liang's mind moved, the Fulong seal was fiercely covered, and it was imprinted on the soul of Songshu, but after the imprint, the luster on the Fulong seal also dimmed a little.

"Done ......"

Qin Liangxin also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and put away the Fu Long Seal.

"Eh......"

Songshu lay on the ground, motionless. Having lost his most precious freedom, he ...... at this time Even if he was given ten of these treasures, he would not be happy.

"The things in the ancient city were moved here by you?"

Qin Liang asked quietly.

Although Songshu's divine soul has been branded, he has not identified himself. He felt that it was better to let Song Shu mistakenly think that he was a Qilin clan, otherwise Song Shu might not be able to withstand this blow, and the possibility of fighting with him would not, after all, there was a spell constraint, and he couldn't move any evil thoughts at all, so he was afraid that Song Shu would commit suicide under shame and anger, which would not be easy to do.

"Yes, yes!"

Hearing this, Song Shu was shocked again: "It turns out that the master already knows about the ancient city?"

Song Shu asked tentatively.

"Hehe......"

Qin Liang smiled coldly: "You dare to move the things of the Holy City?!"

"The little one knows it's wrong!"

Songshu was soft. When he discovered the ancient city, the ancient city was still ownerless, but this did not mean that he was qualified to touch the things in the ancient city, as a low-level bloodline demon clan, he naturally had to have such an awareness.