Chapter Seventy-Two: The Descendants of the Wang Family
Qian Sha retracted his gaze, looked at the frightened and panicked children, and whispered, "Go home, all of you!" After saying this, the children ran desperately towards the city as if they had been granted amnesty.
Qiansha smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "Am I really that scary?"
"Wait a minute!" cried out an immature boy's voice.
Qiansha stopped, looked back suspiciously, and saw a boy running back again, looking at him curiously, and timidly asked, "Are you an immortal?"
Qiansha looked at the boy with interest, but there was a blood-red birthmark on the originally handsome little face, Qiansha smiled slightly, and asked: "I am the son of Qiansha, didn't your father tell you?"
The little boy blinked his eyes and replied calmly: "Daddy told me that you specialize in cannibalism, especially children like me." ”
"Then you don't hurry up, I'll regret it in a while, maybe I'll really eat you. Qiansha pretended to be yin and yang and said.
"I'm not afraid! You won't eat me. The boy stared at the little eyes and said firmly: "I think you are an immortal, and those you just ran away are the man-eating monsters." ”
Qianxu sighed thoughtfully and said: "Alas, there are too many loyalty, treachery, good and evil in this world, and there is no distinction between right and wrong, if everyone can experience it with an innocent childlike innocence like you, maybe there will not be so many grievances and hatreds." ”
The child scratched his head and replied in a daze, "I don't understand what you're saying!
Qiansha smiled helplessly, this child's courage and determination made him admire, looking at the child's immature face, Qiansha was in a trance in front of him, and asked: "Is there a birthmark on your face?"
Xiao Tong thought for a while and said, "No, my mother said that I didn't have it when I was young, and then I came out, and then I often had a fever, and when I had a fever, I still dreamed of a lot of dead people." ”
Qiansha couldn't help but think of the nightmare of his youth, when he was in pain, not to mention a five or six-year-old child, he looked carefully at the child in front of him again, and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Wang Xianci, my mother said that I was sent by an immortal, so I was called Xianci, when I sent the immortal, I said that my surname was Wang, and then I didn't have my father's surname, do you want to accept me as an apprentice?" ”
Memories of the scenes came to my heart, the ghost house of the Wang family, the attic, the baby, the blood splashed, the red face, the eyes of Qiansha narrowed slightly, and he carefully looked at the little boy in front of him again, his immature little face still vaguely retained a trace of the outline of many years ago.
Qiansha grabbed Wang Xianci and a soft Xuanqing qi poured into his body, and Qiansha said to himself: "Yes, it's you!"
"Do you know me?" asked the boy with wide eyes.
Qiansha nodded and asked, "Do you want to learn the Immortal Law?"
"Of course I do!" said the little boy excitedly.
It was already completely dark, and there was a shout in the distance: "Immortal Ci!"
"It's my mother and my neighbors!" said Xiao Xianci.
"Well, can you remember the mental method you taught?" asked Qiansha solemnly.
Xiao Xianci nodded and asked, "Where should I go to find the master in the future?"
Qiansha didn't answer him, turned around and strode away, and his voice floated from afar: "When you have a little success, you can come to the Ten Holy Mountains to find me." ”
Demon King Palace
In a dark and damp stone room with a choking smell of blood, the Blood Slave casually threw a dried corpse aside, and then a pair of red eyes lit up in the dark corner, and more than a dozen blue-faced and fanged monsters crawled out, fiercely coaxing the corpse of the young child thrown out by the Blood Slave.
"You said you saw the Thousand Evil Princes?" came the eerie voice of the Blood Slave.
The water demon commander nodded like pounding garlic, and replied in a panic: "Lord Blood Slave, that Thousand Evil Sons just cut the throats of dozens of my brothers to death in the blink of an eye!"
The blood slave's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to himself, "Yin Qiansha! Who is he?"
The water demon leader stammered, "My lord, he ...... He has one more word for me to bring to you. ”
"What words?" the blood slave's eyes flashed cold.
He said...... He...... Sooner or later, he'll come to you to settle an old score. ”
Click, the sound of bones breaking came, and I saw the water demon leader's eyes spitting out, covered with bloodshots, and the blood basin opened widely, looking at the blood slave in front of him in horror.
The Blood Slave let go of the Water Demon Leader's neck and threw it away, leaving its limp body aside in deep thought.
In the Demon King Palace, the Demon King stood on the high platform, and there were several people standing under the stage, a masked woman, dressed in a bright red palace dress, with a delicate figure, it was the blood Qianxun, who looked a little less green and a little more mature.
There is also a blood slave, a ghost, and a man who has never seen before, this person is dressed in a dark green robe, his face is handsome, but his lips are black and purple, and the most conspicuous thing is the pitch-black nails, this person is the proud disciple of Chi Lianyu, known as the ruthless son, and he is full of poison.
"I don't know what the Ghost Venerable ordered us to come by?" Baili asked ruthlessly.
Ghost Su looked at the four of them, and said lightly: "Now that everyone in the four factions of the righteous path is in danger, we will destroy them one by one and seize their Zhen faction artifacts." ”
Hearing this, Xueqianhiro's eyes flashed and he asked, "But do you want to take the Baiyun Gate directly?"
Ghost Su waved his hand and said, "As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and there is another character in the Baiyun Gate that we don't want to meet for the time being, so let's start with the easiest opponent to deal with." ”
"Where?" the Blood Slave asked.
The ghost looked up at the east and said word by word: "Valley of Hundred Flowers!"
In the Valley of Hundred Flowers, in an ice room, a young female disciple fell asleep in front of an ice bed.
The sound of brisk footsteps came, and a gentle voice sounded at the door of the ice room: "Senior Sister Lan Ying, how is Ling'er doing today?"
When Lan Ying heard this voice, she hurriedly stood up, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth vigorously, and replied in a panic: "Senior Sister Butterfly Dance, Senior Sister Ling'er still has no signs of waking up." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Bai Ling'er lying on the ice couch, Bai Ling'er's face was ruddy at this moment, her eyes were closed, and she was lying motionless on the bed, compared with a few years ago, there was almost no change.
"Alas!" Hundred Butterfly Dance sighed, and said quietly: "I think that my Hundred Flowers Valley is famous for its superb medical skills, but I still have nothing to do. ”
Lan Ying said comfortingly: "I believe that with our Gu Master's ability, we will be able to make Senior Sister Ling'er wake up sooner or later." ”
Bai Butterfly Wu smiled indifferently, let go of the fingers on Bai Ling'er's wrist, and said softly: "Look at this pulse, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up for a while, you have been guarding for seven or eight days, go back to rest tonight, and I will send other junior sisters to take care of it tomorrow." ”
Lan Ying resisted the urge to yawn, nodded, bowed down, and said, "Then Lan Ying has retired." ”
Bai Diewu smiled and nodded, and after Lan Ying left, she sat down lightly on the side of the bed, stroked Bai Ling'er's soft cheeks, shook her head and sighed, got up, and reluctantly left, and the ice room returned to silence again.
Suddenly, the sleeping Bai Ling'er's eyes suddenly opened.