Silent in the underground mausoleum.

A huge ball of golden light hovers in the central space.

In the golden light, a figure rises and falls, looming.

"Childe!"

Seeing that his son-in-law was wrapped in a layer of golden light, he suddenly stopped moving.

Qiu Daoyu's face immediately changed, and he first reached out to probe, but he didn't expect that Jin Guang was tenacious, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't penetrate a single bit.

And he didn't dare to use too drastic means, so as not to hurt the son inside.

He turned around suddenly, grabbed the neck of the drill rat with his palm, and raised it high, along with his beard, like an angry old lion:

"What did you do to Childe?!"

The Drill Rat only felt that his neck was about to break, and even if he was agitated with all his strength, that hand was firmly imprisoned like iron tongs, and he had no power to resist at all.

He fluttered twice, and his face immediately turned red, his eyes rolled, and he felt the urge to stick out his tongue.

"I didn't ...... It's okay!"

The Drill Rat slapped Qiu Daoyu's wrist and said intermittently with all his strength:

"Yes...... It's a divine soldier...... Confess the Lord!"

"Let me go...... I...... Come down!"

Qiu Daoyu also slowly calmed down.

With Childe's ability, how can he be trapped by a small ball, there should be something inside.

With a flick of his hand, the drill rat fell to the ground like a broken sack.

"Whoop Woohoo ......"

The Rat took a big breath of fresh air, and finally felt like he was alive.

"Say, what the hell is going on?"

Qiu Daoyu's eyes began to be filled with murderous aura, and he no longer had the slightest look of watching a good show before.

But at this moment, the state of the Drill Rat for the rest of his life is very strange.

He did not respond to Qiu Daoyu's death threat immediately, but looked at Jiang Ping, who was wrapped in golden light, and a glittering light surged out of his eyes.

Shiny, just don't fall out.

is probably in an extreme contradiction that wants to cry but can't cry.

It wasn't a moment since he got this divine weapon.

But no matter how much he tossed and swore to flatter, the divine soldier's reaction to him was indifferent.

It's as if the goddess treats the licking dog who has licked her thousands of times, as always, as high as ever, and rightfully so.

In the end, he could only choose to be strong.

That is, the method of forcibly recognizing the Lord, although this does not allow the power of the divine weapon to be fully exerted, and the spirituality will also be sealed.

But if you can't get the heart, getting the body can be considered to comfort his licking dog's heart.

however

Just now.

The goddess he was thinking about, oh no, it was a divine soldier who ran away with the man who had just met less than a cup of tea, and made a monkey posture.

What about being reserved?

What about your pride as a divine soldier?

Don't you know that for men, the easier it is to get something, the less it is to be cherished?

I'm the one who loves you the most!

There were thousands of grievances and accusations in the heart of the drill rat, and all of them poured into his throat for a while, and finally turned into a voice:

"Wow......"

He finally burst into tears.

Wronged, so wronged!

Divine soldiers can't bully people like this!

Seeing this, even Qiu Daoyu was stunned.

What makes a man who has endured the vicissitudes of life so sad and has a resilient mind?

But

It's the's business.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

Qiu Daoyu's momentum pressed forward.

The tears of the drill rat were forcibly stopped, and he said with a crying voice:

"A good thing, a great thing!"

"Lord Jiang has been recognized by the divine soldier, and now he is undergoing the training of the soldiers.

This training has the effect of being reborn for ordinary martial artists, even if it is as strong as Master Jiang, it is also useful. ”

The eyes of the drill rat stared at the golden light, and the eyes of anticipation wanted to divide a little.

He has no merit, but he also has hard work.

However, he watched for a long time and waited for a long time, in exchange for only one sound:

"Nima!"

Naturally, it was not the divine soldier who opened his mouth to speak, but Jiang Ping inside was scolding his mother.

"Childe!"

Qiu Daoyu hurriedly asked:

"Childe, how do you feel?

"I'm fine, oh ......"

With a groan, under the ball of golden light, Qiu Daoyu's face turned green.

Although he is nearly sixty years old, he is still in the prime of life and has his own personal physiological needs.

Therefore, he occasionally takes care of the business needs of young ladies in certain special industries.

Of course, at that time, he did not use the image of the little old man now, but through the transformation of withering and glory, he became a mature uncle.

Sometimes when you meet a girl with a vision, you can also prostitute for free.

So for this moan, Qiu Daoyu is very familiar with it, and even empathizes.

It's so cool, it looks like it's really fine.

He looked at the Diamond Rat who was still looking up at the goddess.

This person can't stay.

In the golden light.

Jiang Ping's face was hideous and comfortable, but he forcibly gritted his teeth to prevent himself from moaning, and his mood was extremely fucked.

He wasn't in pain.

On the contrary, every cell in his body was transmitting a word to him:

Refreshing!

It's so cool that it makes people want to hum.

But today's Jiangping is no longer the Jiangping of the past.

In the past, a great master of Nangong could make him call grandpa with a shy face, but now who dares to let him call grandpa, he can beat him and call him dad.

Of course, his original intention has never changed.

It's just that with the rise of his strength and status, the price of his face is also appreciating.

If you want him not to be faceless, he used to be a great master of Nangong, but now he at least has a character like Tianzun.

Also with the appreciation is his chastity.

A divine soldier who came out of nowhere would dare to force him?!

Simply unforgivable!

Even if he wants to be on it, he has to be on it!

This is the last limit and dignity of being a man.

Jiang Ping's face turned grim again.

Talented, Unique!

Open!

Airplanes!

The air in the underground mausoleum was suddenly cold.

Qiu Daoyu was fine, but the Drill Sky Rat felt that the person on his head had changed all of a sudden, becoming like a black hole that swallowed all his breath, and he even had difficulty breathing, and he had a feeling of suffocation.

In the golden light.

Jiang Ping couldn't resist it, and the soldiers who made him hum so refreshed, in front of another Jiang Ping, he couldn't break through in front of him.

The two kinds of golden light are clearly distinguished, and no one will let anyone.

"Presumptuous!"

Jiang Ping's eyes were cold, and he spat out words like thunder.

Then I saw him grasp it with one hand, and a small turtle hidden in the golden light was caught in his hand.

It was a turtle with a long head, a large hard shell on its back, and a long tail like a snake's tail, but it looked like a turtle.

Some people also call this strange beast Xuanwu.

It is also the soul of the Amazing Shield.

The Xuanwu soldier's soul was grabbed by Jiang Ping's hand, and he hissed and looked very angry.

I saw another layer of golden light appear on Jiang Ping's body, which was the divine soldier soldier who had been trained by Bing Feng in his body just now.

These soldiers were trying to interfere with the operation of the exercises in Jiang Ping's body, and even continued to erode his spirit.

Once you can't stand it.

He will become a slave of the gods.

Therefore, there is no good thing in this world that is pie-dropping.

In seemingly beautiful affairs, there is often the poison of honey.

With the strength and pride of the divine soldiers, how can they easily recognize a person as the master?

It just coveted Jiang Ping's young and energetic body, and could be the host for it to regain its strength.

Of course, there are always dangers and opportunities.

Whoever completely subdues it will become the true master of the divine soldiers.

"How can this body allow you to be defiled by a brute!"

A divine light flashed in Jiang Ping's eyes.

Talent: God Refining!

Talent and refinement: The power is poor and the god is infinite, the spirit is empty, everything is in the void, everything is clear, return to the roots, and see the nature of the heart.