Father, that guy, really don't kill you?" the one-armed man's face was gloomy and quite unwilling.

The old man in front glanced at his son's one-armed, but didn't say anything reprimanding. He was holding a ghost-headed staff in his hand, and the looming black smoke entangled around the staff, making the already hideous staff even more eerie.

The old man spoke, his voice hoarse and gloomy:

"If you don't kill it once, you don't have a chance anymore. ”

"But ......" Situ Fang frowned, always feeling that if he had another chance, he would definitely be able to kill the kid who had already fallen behind.

The old man saw through what Situ Fang was thinking at a glance, glanced at it, and still didn't have any extra expression:

"Want to use the realm to say things?"

Situ Fang was immediately silent and didn't say much.

The figure of the old man walked to a higher position in the darkness, and at the highest point of the dark room of the entire dungeon was a large black wooden chair engraved with a dragon.

"When the Shenqi Realm is everywhere, there are few such chess pieces in the northern jurisdiction of Zhenbei. ”

Situ Fang was still a little unconvinced:

"But that Feng Qianmo can only enter the product realm......"

The old man waved his hand and did not let Situ Fang continue, and the one-armed man who had been bending slightly immediately silenced and did not say a word more.

"It's not easy for you to survive. I didn't complete the task last time, and I don't blame you, variables are variables, and it's still reasonable to be a father. ”

The Devil's Staff slammed on the steps, and it seemed that with each sound, the dungeon would be a little darker.

At last the old man reached the highest point and sat down in that seat.

He looked at the two men standing below, and continued to speak to the one-armed man:

"Fang'er, don't be unconvinced, go to the person on your arm, I can't count a lot, I'm a chewy person. He dares to keep that little guy free-range, do you think he will not even have a back hand to guard against the little grandmaster of the Dragon Leap Realm? As for stabbing that girl......

"The Assassin has no right to refuse orders, and this pawn is no longer in his hands. ”

The old man closed his eyes slightly: "Since ancient times, people's hearts have fluctuated the most unpredictable......"

Then, the old man's cloudy eyes looked at the man standing on the other side, he was already much taller than Situ Fang, plus Situ Fang had been bowing slightly, and he was one-armed, which made the man extremely burly.

"Lang Yan, what do you think?"

Situ Langyan's face was grim, even in front of this national teacher who frightened everyone in the court, he still had no extra look:

"I don't get involved in intrigue. ”

The old man didn't care about the eldest son's attitude, and even smiled a little, Situ Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was not good.

"You, your temper really should be changed...... the old national teacher muttered softly, like an old father who is helpless to his children, but the two people below know that if they really regard the father sitting above him as a weak old man, they will not be far from death.

The old man gently tapped the dragon head carved on the handle of the black wooden chair, and looked at Situ Langyan: "You don't care about these little things, that kid from the Lei family, you always keep an eye on it, right?"

"Secretly broke the bottleneck, at the age of thirty, he rose up in the Three Realms, and he is a character. But he didn't have any extra thoughts, and he was still tinkering with his sword conference. ”

The old man shook his head, with a look of pity, but Situ Fang felt a little cold in his back.

"If you have a body of force, you won't be able to do anything......" The old man lightly struck the ground with his staff, and several black shadows rushed into the ground, and soon, a heart-rending roar came from the depths of the ground.

Situ Fang's face was cold, it was none of his business, not to mention that the kid really didn't know the height of the sky. If you take the Ghost Scepter, you will be considered the number one in the world? Are the four great masters of the Dongcang Dynasty called for nothing?

Situ Langyan's brows furrowed:

"Do you really want to lock up the little brother like this for a whole year?"

"Let's discuss and help him cultivate well, and find Liu Shan Ling Xue as soon as possible, what a good thing, isn't it?" When Situ Qiu, the national master of the dynasty, gently tapped the ground with the ghost scepter again, several black shadows broke away from the scepter again and burrowed into the ground.

The underground screams were even more terrible, but they quickly became weaker again, and I don't know if they were hoarse or couldn't shout......

Situ Langyan stopped talking-

This is the practice of the Situ family, and if you do something wrong, you will be bound to the underground soul pool and attacked by a hundred ghosts. The feeling of not being able to rest for a moment, and suffering the pain of tearing his soul day and night, he also ate a lot in his early years. The pain is indeed worse than death, so much so that until now, Situ Langyan will wake up with a headache in the middle of the night, and see the Korean doctor, it seems that his soul is damaged.

The soul is damaged, and I am afraid that only the National Teacher's Mansion has such ability.

Situ Fang didn't dare to disobey his father's order at all, also because he suffered this kind of hardship once in his early years. At that time, Situ Fang only endured it for half a year, unforgettable for life, and then went out to perform tasks, which seemed to be easy and freehand, but in fact, he tried to calculate every time. Over the years, there has not been a single miscalculation - only this time, I lost an arm in the northern jurisdiction of the town.

But let Situ Fang choose it personally, he would rather lose his two arms than have the next soul pool.

Listening to the screams coming from the depths of the ground gradually became hoarse, Situ Fang actually felt a little pleasant: after all, he is a capable person, the soul pool was imprisoned by iron chains at the beginning, and he still turned the soul pool upside down, and even had the strength to bump into his father a few words. Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, and the ancients have not deceived me, but - can you still laugh now?

"Fang'er. ”

Situ Fang shuddered, hurriedly stepped forward, and bent his waist lower.

"You two elder brothers must also remember the lesson. If you don't do what I say, there's nothing wrong with that. If Bai Lingjun is indeed dead, he doesn't have to suffer for a long time, but unfortunately, the evil spirits in the ghost scepter have died a lot, and Bai Lingjun is still alive and well, which is a bit of a problem. ”

Situ Qiu's tone was very slow, and what he said did not have any momentum, but Situ Fang was still there

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