Really fake!?

The weak scholar looked at the faintly black air of the city lord seal of Luohai City, and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about an extremely serious question, is what this thing in front of him true or false?

This weak scholar has a strong combat power, but his wisdom is even stronger!

Although the little beggar has already taken out all the acting skills at the bottom of the box, the weak scholar still seems to have seen some clues, and then it is the moment for them to fight wits and courage.

The little beggar continued to cry out to the sky and the ground, beating his chest and crying bitterly: "Big brother heroes, give me a way out, let go of my poor parents who died early, and give the young man a chance to fulfill his filial piety." ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

Leng Mo deliberately threw the tears and snot that he had endured onto the splendid robe of the weak scholar, but what he didn't expect was that the weak scholar was disdainful of this, and his eyes never left the city lord seal of Luohai City.

Then he said slowly: "Coincidentally, I have always liked to study such things as urns, and it is the first time I have seen someone seal the ashes in the seal, forgive me for not being able to control my curiosity, you bring the seal to me to see." ”

"No, I didn't expect this girl to have a habit of studying urns. Leng Mo reluctantly handed the seal of the city lord of Luohai City to the weak scholar.

When this weak scholar was about to take over, Leng Mo cried loudly: "Father, mother, if your grievances can't be suppressed later, don't rain thunder and lightning, don't split the scholar in front of you, may you have a spirit in the sky." ”

The subordinates of the weak scholar were really unable to stand it when they were driven by Leng Mo, but they were afraid that the weak scholar had never dared to speak, but he saw hope in Leng Mo's eyes.

The weak scholar took the city lord seal of Luohai City and looked at it carefully, and suddenly took out his city lord seal from his arms and compared it with it, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

When Leng Mo saw this move, he thought to himself that this was a bad thing.

Just when the weak scholar was not sure that he was going to compare their city lord seal with the people next to him, an unprecedented thunderbolt suddenly crossed the chaotic sky of the ancient battlefield.

That's right, it's thunder!

Leng Mo hurriedly seized this opportunity and shouted: "Daddy, you dissipate your anger, don't be angry." ”

As soon as the thunder and lightning fell, the subordinates of the weak scholar were completely blindfolded, and they believed in what Leng Mo said before even more, and silently alienated the weak scholar, for fear that Leng Mo's father and mother would affect him when he split him.

However, this thunder and lightning has alarmed some unknown spirits who are still sleeping on this ancient battlefield, and they seem to know the true meaning of this thunder and lightning even more.

"Could it be that what this kid said is true?" The weak scholar cautiously continued to look at the city lord seal of Luohai City in his hand.

However, before the weak scholar could explore and understand, the thunder and lightning in the sky began to surge, one after another, like the roar of the heavens, and then the thunder and lightning that originally belonged to the sky began to come to the earth one after another, blasting out one big pit after another, sand and stones raging, and the ancient battlefield seemed to be caught in a certain curse at this time, and everything seemed extremely weird.

Thunder and lightning kissed the land, bringing a doomsday breath to this ancient battlefield that was already riddled with holes, and those originally sleeping holy spirits were completely awake at this time, peeking into the land, oozing a tense breath.

Now it's Leng Mo's turn to be blindfolded, "What are you doing, Lao Tzu is just talking nonsense, God, do you want to help me like this." ”

At this time, a big man under the weak scholar said tremblingly: "Don't forget the son, the dead are the greatest, let's let this little beggar finish this persistent filial piety." ”

The weak scholar was also shocked by these endless thunderbolts, and returned the seal of the city lord of Luohai City to Leng Mo, and said, "You can go." ”

Leng Mo didn't say a word, took over the city lord seal and ran away, completely ignoring the limp performance of his essence, feeling that if he didn't leave here, the next second the thunderbolt was lucky.

The weak scholar also couldn't understand this sudden thunder and lightning vision, and planned to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible with his subordinates.

But coincidentally, after Leng Mo took the seal of the city lord of Luohai City, those thunderbolts seemed to recognize him, and they slashed towards him one after another.

The cold ink, which was already sloppy and couldn't be sloppy, was like crawling out of the stove after a few baptisms of thunder and lightning, and the black couldn't be darker anymore.

Fortunately, most of the thunder and lightning energy was absorbed by the Falling Sea City City Lord Seal, and Leng Mo could barely catch a few breaths after being struck by lightning.

The weak boy looked at Leng Mo not far away, and said coldly: "Keep up!"

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and thunder and lightning seemed to be slashing in the direction of the queue of Forgotten Ink ink.

At this moment, Leng Mo couldn't cry, and whimpered and muttered to himself: "Oh my God, shouldn't it be that lying will really be struck by lightning, if God can give me another chance, I swear to be an honest and good boy." ”

The thunder and lightning in the sky are gathering more and more, and it seems to be condensing a flashpoint, Leng Mo has seen through life at this time, and he has protected the city lord of Luohai City into his arms, even if he dies, he still insists on protecting Ye Shaoxuan.

In the eyes of the weak scholars' subordinates, these pictures are full of positive energy.

"Being struck like this by lightning, and protecting my father's urn, this scene can move the heavens. ”

"Damn, this kind of filial piety has been struck by lightning, how many immoral things this kid has done before. ”

"Why don't we save him, it's pitiful enough, it's not easy for the prodigal son to turn back, give him a chance." ”

At this time, a man dressed as a general sighed: "It's not that we don't give him a chance, it's that God won't let him go, to be precise, his dead father and mother won't let him go." ”

After a group of people sighed three times, they all looked at the weak scholar.

"Why are you looking at me? It's thunder and lightning that kills him, and even if all of us go up to him, we will only be reduced to cannon fodder. The weak scholar said helplessly, seeing Leng Mo like this, he also had some sympathy, but he was helpless.

"Are we going to watch him die like that?" said one of them anxiously.

"No, we can't just watch it, it's cruel. One person sympathized.

The people looked at him, thinking that he had come up with a good solution.

The man was also quite embarrassed to look at, and said in a low voice: "I choose to close my eyes." ”

......

Leng Mo had completely fallen to the ground at this time, but the thunder and lightning never stopped, rushing at him, and even more so at the city lord seal of Luohai City.

"Why don't we pray together to help him get his father's forgiveness. Someone suggested.

The weak scholar nodded slightly, "Although this is a battlefield, the battlefield is also moral, we can't just watch a person who is aspiring to be a filial son fall in front of us like this." ”

The weak scholar led a group of people under his command to start clasping their hands together, and prayed with words in their mouths, among them some city lords with a low level of education, and the prayers they read could make Leng Mo's father and mother vomit blood when they heard it, but it was also a heart.

The power of thunder and lightning is already infinite in the eyes of the weak scholars, and they can't get close to Leng Mo, so they can only pray for him from afar, hoping that he can get the forgiveness of his dead father.

Of course, these are just their thoughts.

What I didn't know was that the sky of this ancient battlefield and even this entire small world was about to change.

"Boom!"

Those who had been praying wholeheartedly were awakened by a loud noise, and the source of the sound was cold ink.

"Damn, it's a corpse!"

At this time, there were two people standing next to Leng Mo, a man and a woman, one with white hair like snow, and the other with black hair.

"I didn't expect that little beggar to be so blessed to have such a young and beautiful mother. A man said stupidly.

"No, it's really a cheat, I didn't expect his father to be so young when he died. ”

"Well, I'd love to see that kid's dad somewhere. ”

Just when everyone thought that the man and woman who appeared next to Leng Mo were Leng Mo's dead father, only the weak scholar had frost in his eyes and looked at the two coldly.

"Ye Shaoxuan!"

The weak scholar's cold cry shocked all his subordinates.

"What, that white-haired boy is Ye Shaoxuan?"

"I'll go, Ye Shaoxuan's son turned out to be a beggar. ”

"The one who was split into carbon must be Ye Shaoxuan's illegitimate son. ”

"Isn't it, such a beautiful woman was ruined by Ye Shaoxuan like this? ”

......

And when everyone was not fully interested in discussing the relationship between Ye Shaoxuan, Leng Mo, and Qiu Li'er, another person came in the distance and floated beside Leng Mo.

After Ye Shaoxuan came out of the city lord of Luohai City, he sacrificed the emperor's sword to resist the thunder and lightning for the cold ink with all his might, and sparks came out, so that the weak scholars couldn't see who the person who floated down at all, and they could vaguely see an old figure.

"Why is there an old man? Could it be Ye Shaoxuan's rival in love?"

"At such an old age, you still want to compete with Ye Shaoxuan for the title of Flower Picker?"

"I don't think so, maybe the older generation of flower pickers have reappeared in the rivers and lakes, intending to eliminate Ye Shaoxuan's sharpness. ”

"Well, I haven't heard that any of the city lords who participated in the Battle of a Thousand Cities this time are the older generation of flower pickers. ”

“......”

At this time, only the weak scholar had a solemn face, for which old figure, he smelled an aura that was even more terrifying than Ye Shaoxuan, and the power of thunder and lightning shocked him from moving forward, but the strangeness at this time gave him an unprecedented threat.

Now all speculation is simple, only when the thunder and lightning dissipate and see who the old figure is, then can we know the various ethical relationships that spread out with Ye Shaoxuan as the center.

The weak scholar made his subordinates on high alert, and at this time, the entire ancient battlefield was filled with a strange atmosphere, and the city lords who participated in the Battle of a Thousand Cities rushed to this side, and they were all worried about the re-enactment of an old story.

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