Chapter 107: See the Demon King

The Demon King's Mansion is a real high-ranking family in Chang'an City, Zhang Qinghe has seen Zhang's Mansion, Xu's Mansion, and has also passed by all kinds of Dongcheng Mansions......

But I have never seen such a beautiful but unconventional decoration that shows the majesty of the royal family.

If it's grandiose......

Perhaps only the Qiantian Hall in the palace can be compared......

After all, the Demon King and the Immortal Tang Holy Emperor are the two most important hubs in the Li family's mortal world, one represents power, and the other represents strength.

It is the duty to reject demons outside, and it is a natural dividend to embrace mountains and rivers inside.

"Why, haven't you seen a big family?"

Li Shaobai smiled and Zhang Qinghe looked stunned.

"I've seen a big family, but I've never seen this kind of big family......"

Zhang Qinghe pointed to the two strange beasts with the blood of the unicorn at the door, which were very strange, completely different from the stone statues placed in front of ordinary people.

This thing is alive!

The dragon's horns and tiger eyes were dressed in green scales and armor, and the blood gushing out from the tip of his nose seemed to be scorching. The long beard fluttered, and an auspicious cloud-like sermon was born between the four hooves.

They stand still with their heads held high, not statues, but better than statues, bearing the clear air in the sky, stepping on the heavy loess, as if they do not move, quite a distant ancestral legacy.

Although the appearance in the spiritual vision is not seen, the handsomeness of the external image alone is still quite eye-catching.

"The Qinglin beasts in the 100,000 mountains, these two alone, have the cultivation of the only realm. But Uncle Wang took it over to see the door, and it was a noodle!" Li Shaobai explained.

What Li Huizhi lacks most is these "native products" in the 100,000 mountains.

However, these things he captured were all confirmed to have a stable bloodline and were very safe, so that they could appear in Chang'an.

If you push back thousands of years, the demon ...... In the realm of Xiantang, everyone shouts and kills, and in the eyes of the older generation, demons and demons, demons and demons are inseparable.

There's a lot of emphasis on this.

There were already servants waiting at the door.

The time on the prayer post has already been clearly stated.

Zhang Qinghe and Li Shaobai arrived neither early nor late.

In terms of business, the two of them are still cautious.

Li Huizhi was still sitting in the main hall, dressed in purple, not angry and arrogant, but in Zhang Qinghe's opinion, this man was the one he had seen so far......

The most dangerous "humans" are now.

I don't know if this man is deliberately or unintentionally escaping his momentum, as long as he faces him, he can feel a murderous aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

He had seen the strict washing of the Bloody Clothes Army, but that kind of ferocity was nothing compared to Li Huizhi.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Demon King. Zhang Qinghe made a long gesture.

Neither Xiantang nor Shenxia bowed, although there was often a difference between the courtiers and the monarch.

Zhang Qinghe likes this kind of regulation very much.

"Uncle Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Li Shaobai waved his hand casually.

Li Huizhi looked at the eldest nephew with an expressionless face, he was more than two hundred years old, and he was not in a proper shape.

He ignored Li Shaobai, and did not provoke the topic of Li Qingluo, but said directly to Zhang Qinghe:

"Before the end of the year, I had seen a few faces of Shou Zhenggong, his demeanor was graceful, his thinking was meticulous, he was a rare talent among the mortals, even if he was a monk who had practiced for hundreds of years, there were few who could compare with him with his mind. ”

can make Li Huizhi such a big person be called "Gong", which shows the importance of Zhang Buqi's classification in his heart, and I am afraid that he has left a deep impression.

"When I saw you today, your talent and skin are quite your father's legacy. You Zhang family...... There are successors......"

Is there something wrong with this old Li family? Before talking about business, I always like to pull calves, and my favorite thing is to greet my father......

Indeed, there is a successor, and there is only one.

However, speaking of the inheritance of the family, a trace of grief that Zhang Qinghe couldn't understand flashed in Li Huizhi's eyes.

"Zhang Shaolang came today, but he left the relics of the little girl...... Or bones?"

Zhang Qinghe hurriedly handed the jade altar in his hand to the servant, Li Huizhi felt that the altar made him look at it in his heart, and when he thought about it, there was no doubt that it was Li Qingluo's bones.

He handed over the Qiankun ring again, which contained some of Li Qingluo's belongings, and the jade pillow had already been stored in Zhang Qinghe's Xuan bag.

He couldn't take out this thing without explanation, so he said that Li Qingluo's death was related to it.

And listening to Li Ping'an's words that day, it seems that the deaths of Li Qingluo and his brother are related to the Demon King of Suppression.

Although this is Li Ping'an's one-sided words, when it comes to immortals and evil things, Zhang Qinghe can't help but be imprudent.

Zhang Shaolang...... He is kind to the little girl. The Demon King silently rubbed the jade altar that the servants handed over to him.

"Otherwise, the little girl is not cold at this moment. ”

Li Huizhi couldn't see his joy and anger, and determined the matter.

"Don't dare, Qinghe is ashamed......"

Zhang Qinghe bowed.

Li Shaobai breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he doesn't need to support the field today.

Come on, then take the benefits and leave quickly.

"But...... Lonely and reluctant to ask ......"

Li Huizhi glanced at the door of the middle hall and said loudly.

"I heard that Xiao'er has the intention to make friends with Zhang Shaolang, but he and Zhang Shaolang have a huge difference in talent, and it is inevitable that there will be disagreements after deep friendship, and because of the special identity of Xiao'er, the companionship is even more sensitive. ”

Li Huizhi said lightly.

"Lonely, Zhang Shaolang asked Zhang Shaolang to carefully consider his dealings with Xiao'er. ”

What kind of talent is disparity, and the contacts are sensitive, but it is just a reason for casual nonsense, and it is necessary to use these words that are illogical to study in detail to force Zhang Qinghe to express his position......

Li Huizhi is hiding a needle in the cotton, and finally shows a trace of domineering belonging to the prince.

"If Zhang Shaolang can agree, the magic weapon that the palace can give, the treasure of heaven and earth, you can take a piece of ...... at will"

Yes, here comes sweet dates again.

This is to take Li Ping'an's matter more seriously than Li Qingluo, Li Qingluo is just a passing pass, but Li Ping'an is so solemn.

Is it really like the rumors that Li Ping'an has a chronic illness and must not touch cultivation?

Li Huizhi's attention to Li Ping'an has made the rumor that the so-called "not his blood" is self-defeating, but this kind of attention is very strange and difficult to understand.

But Li Ping'an seems to vaguely know some inside information related to Li Qingluo now, he once said that the death of "brother" and "sister", since it can be linked, there must be something in common......

My brother died ten years ago......

Li Qingluo died in the current ......

Originally, if he hadn't seen the jade pillow, he would have accepted it without hesitation, just left with bad money, and didn't care about any moral friendship, but the appearance of the mastermind behind the scenes made him hesitate.

is involved in this game, and it is a Taoist fetus, and it will inevitably become the focus of those ghosts.

You can't let go of the clues that can dig up the black hand, if this vine is broken here in Li Ping'an......