After driving the corpse 9 years ago, it was suddenly discovered that it was a fairy

Chapter 174 News about Xingtian's head

Ao Lan has no intention of fighting, she just wants to escape for her life.

With a body of cultivation, it turned into a dragon body and shot forward like a torpedo in the water.

But side waves are faster.

When Ao Lan found out, Bian Lang was behind him, and Pangu's ax swung down.

Ao Lan's tail was cut off immediately, and the blood flowed like a fountain, which made Ao Lan lose the ability to control the direction in an instant.

Ao Lan wanted to turn into a human form and begged for mercy again.

Now he is 100% sure that Bian Lang is really a lunatic, he is not afraid of the sky, he is not afraid of the earth, he doesn't care about anything, and he will undoubtedly kill him.

However, Bian Lang's speed was too fast, so fast that before Ao Lan could speak, his head was chopped off by Bian Lang.

Bian Lang then returned to the South Sea Dragon Palace, only to find that the entire Dragon Palace was already empty, and even the city on the bottom of the sea was devoid of any living beings, only swimming fish wandering around.

When Ao Lan was fleeing, the South Sea tribes obviously sensed danger and fled one after another.

Bian Lang returned to the fishing village. Although the villagers were very sleepy, they insisted on not sleeping.

Many children lay in the arms of their parents, but they slept soundly.

But there are also children who try to open their eyes wide and want to see the gods and dragon kings again.

Bian Langren was at a high altitude, just looking at the villagers, and when he was about to leave, he reminded the villagers loudly to leave this place and find another place to take root.

This fishing village is too close to the sea, even if there is no aquarium, it is easy to be swallowed by huge waves.

The villagers all knelt on the ground and prayed for the gods to bless them.

Hearing those words, Bian Lang just wanted to laugh. He is not a fairy who is always on call, how could he stay here to protect them?
I believe that in this world, there are still many people whose situation is far worse than theirs.

On the way home, Bian Lang didn't walk fast. Every time he came to a city, he would stop to taste the local food and listen to the local stories.

It's not that he likes those stories, but he wants to find a clue about Xing Tian's head from the folk tales.

If the headless people want to get rid of the fate of being headless, the most important thing is to find the head of their ancestors.

When he was approaching the imperial capital, Bian Lang was drinking in a tavern, and happened to hear a group of people talking about Xing Tian's story.

Those people's faces were flushed from drinking, and their mouths were fragrant. The Xing Tian story they told was completely different from what Bian Lang knew.

In their story, Xing Tian became an extremely lustful hooligan who would jump up whenever he saw a female.

In ancient times, there were very few beauties, but Xing Tian didn't know how to look at faces at all, as long as there was a hole in his body.

No matter whose daughter-in-law or daughter-in-law is targeted by Xing Tian, ​​they will inevitably end up being ruined.

Because of this, Xing Tian ended up decapitated in the end.

For these alcoholics, such eclectic stories are undoubtedly the most attractive.

Then those drunkards talked about Xing Tian's corpse.

Among them was an alcoholic who had been silent just now, just drinking and listening to stories. Now hearing the others arguing about the whereabouts of Xing Tian's body, the alcoholic smiled and said, "Xing Tian's body is now in the dark area."

Hearing this, Bian Lang was taken aback.

After all, Xing Tian's body was rushed to the dark area by himself.

Today, Xingtian's body is still absorbing lightning on the ancestral mountain in the dark area, benefiting the headless people.

There are quite a few people in prison who know about this matter, but in the outside world, there are very few people who know about it.

The drunkard knew about this, which was beyond Bian Lang's expectation.

"Where is the dark field?"

"Anyway, I've never heard of that kind of place."

The rest of the drunkards were very disdainful, apparently not believing what the black-faced drunkard said.

But the black-faced alcoholic didn't argue, and continued to bury his head in drinking, feeling that no matter how much this guy drank, his face would never turn red.

"Old Hei, do you know where Xing Tian's head is?" a drunkard asked loudly.

These alcoholics didn't know the real name of the black-faced alcoholic, but because of his dark face, they all called him "Old Black".

Old Hei drank a bowl of wine, laughed and said: "There are countless people in this world who want to know the whereabouts of Xing Tian's head, but they spent their entire lives and couldn't find it. Do you know why?"

Although the old black's face wasn't red, his tongue sounded a bit big, and he probably was almost drunk.

Only when people are drunk or in front of someone they like can they lose control of their mouths and say something, but most of them are bragging.

Only in rare cases will the truth be revealed.

"Why?" Alcoholic is still very cooperative.

Old Hei smiled and said, "Although I know, I won't tell you."

"You are..."

"Don't talk if you don't talk, come, come, let's have wine, drink..."

Compared to listening to stories, what alcoholics prefer to do is naturally eating wine.

This wine can never get tired of eating, but if you listen to too many stories, your ears will get calluses, and there is no meaning at all.

At this moment, Lao Hei got up and went to the counter, paid the bill, and then walked away.

He was still holding a jar of wine in his hand, and he staggered as he walked, as if he might fall down at any moment.

Bian Lang also settled the bill and quietly followed him out.

The streets in this city are not very wide, and garbage can be seen on the streets at any time, and the environment is extremely bad.

Old Hei drank while walking, probably before he got home, the jar of wine in his hand would be completely drunk.

Old Hei didn't seem to know that someone was following him.

Even if Old Hei was bragging, Bian Lang wanted to hear what Old Hei knew.

There are indeed many people who are looking for Xing Tian's head, and those people have different news, and many of the news turned out to be false.

Even if it is fake news, it is of great reference value to those who want to find Xing Tian's head.

"Don't follow, come out." Lao Hei suddenly stopped and turned around slowly.

There was a different kind of light shining in those bright eyes.

Bian Lang didn't hide, walked up to Lao Hei a few steps, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Bottom Lang..."

"Corpse chaser?" Old Hei was astonished.

The name of Bian Lang, the corpse chaser, has now spread throughout the entire empire, and is even more famous in the rivers and lakes.

Ordinary people think Bian Lang is great because Bian Lang somehow became the Empress's man.

People in the rivers and lakes think that Bian Lang is very powerful, because Bian Lang overturned the West Sea Dragon Palace.

You must know what the Four Seas Dragon Palace has done in these years, no matter how temperless a person is, they can't stand it.

The empress, who always loves the people like her son, seems to turn a blind eye to this.

There should be a lot of Wanmin books sent to the imperial capital, but it is not known whether the empress has seen it or not.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, Your Excellency knows me."

Bianlang was really surprised by this.

"The name of Bian Lang, the corpse chaser, is now in the entire empire, and it is very famous. Who doesn't know it, who doesn't know it?" Old Hei praised with a thumbs up.

Bian Lang said: "Since that's the case, then I'll get straight to the point. I want to know where Xing Tian's head is."

"Master Bian can drive Xing Tian's body to the dark area, but can't find Xing Tian's head?" Old Hei laughed.

Bian Lang sighed: "I'm just a mortal, not a fairy."

"The truth is, even the gods don't know the whereabouts of Xing Tian's head." What Old Hei said was true.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "So Your Excellency knows?"

"Of course I know." The old gangster said.

Bian Lang asked, "Where is it?"

"Why is Master Bian looking for Xing Tian's head?" Old Hei asked with a smile.

Bian Lang said: "Of course it is returned to the headless people, so that they can get rid of the fate of being headless."

"Master Bian must be so naive as to think that if he got Xingtian's head, the descendants of the headless people would grow their heads back?" Lao Hei's eyes widened, with an extremely strange expression on his face.

For a moment, Bian Lang even felt that Lao Hei's black face turned red.

Bian Lang chuckled and said, "You have to try to know if it's true or not."

"The headless people are evil, very evil, and they are very good at lying." The old gangster said.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "I would like to hear the details."

At least Hollow and others gave Bian Lang a good feeling.

Bian Lang doesn't insist on defending the headless people, but he is also very interested in Xing Tian's head.

I also want to know what will happen once Xing Tian's head is sewn onto his corpse?
But Lao Hei obviously didn't intend to continue the chat.

Bian Lang said: "I don't think you know where Xing Tian's head is at all."

"It's useless to use aggressive methods." Old Hei was not fooled.

At this moment, Bian Lang is sure that this guy, Lao Hei, is by no means simple, and he is definitely not an ordinary drunkard.

Bian Lang sighed, and said helplessly: "Then why don't you make a condition?"

"The secret must not be leaked, Master Bian should not force others to make things difficult for him." The old underworld said.

Bian Lang thought for a while, and asked with a smile: "How about this, I don't know if I will trade your life for it, okay?"

Lao Hei frowned slightly, he didn't expect Bian Lang to say such words.

But Bian Lang dared to make a big fuss in Xihai, and killing him, an unknown person, was nothing.

"Master Bian, if you kill innocent people indiscriminately like this, it will cause a lot of trouble for Her Majesty the Empress." Old Hei smiled lightly and reminded him kindly.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "We are not afraid of trouble."

"My life is worthless, if Master Bian wants it, just take it." Old Hei laughed.

Bian Lang doesn't know Lao Hei well, and he doesn't know what Lao Hei's weakness is. If Lao Hei is really not afraid of death, then it may not help to be tough.

Bian Lang thought about taking out the pair of dragon horns from the storage bag, and asked with a smile, "How about exchanging this for news?"

"The horn of the Dragon King?" Old Hei was shocked.

Bian Lang said in shock: "You have really good eyesight, you can recognize this is the Dragon King's dragon horn at a glance."

"This dragon horn belongs to the Dragon King of the South China Sea?" Lao Hei asked again immediately.

Shocked, Bian Lang said calmly, "Exactly."

Lao Hei weighed it in his heart, Bian Lang's ability to get Ao Lan's dragon horn showed his skill.

Just this alone is not enough to prove that Bian Lang has the strength to get Xing Tian's head.

In order to prevent Xing Tian from getting his head back, those ancient gods did not spend less time thinking.

Now even if you know where Xing Tian's head is hidden, it is impossible to get it.

Compared with the strength of the ancient great gods, today's monks or gods are too weak.

The enchantment handed down from ancient times is enough to block all treasure hunters.

"Where's Ao Lan?" Old Hei asked again.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "I don't seem to need to answer you everything."

Old Hei nodded with a smile, Bian Lang was right about this point, he just asked out of curiosity, Bian Lang didn't have to answer at all.

Just as Bian Lang asked him about the whereabouts of Xing Tian's head, he didn't have to answer.

However, just as he always thought, even if he knew where Xing Tian's head was, he couldn't get it, but the pair of dragon horns in Bian Lang's hand were treasures that could be seen and touched, a temptation for anyone It's all scary.

Bian Lang felt that Lao Hei was a little shaken, but he also calmed down and stopped talking nonsense.

Whether or not to make this deal is entirely in the mind of Lao Hei.

Bian Lang believes that Lao Hei will make an extremely reasonable decision in the end.

"Give me the dragon horn, and I'll give you the news." Lao Hei thought for a while, and decided to take the advantage of what he could get in front of him first.

As for Xing Tian's head, he himself has been looking for it for so many years, and now he just thinks about it in his dreams, and there is no need to be too persistent.

Bian Lang smiled and threw the dragon horn over.

Lao Hei caught the dragon horn and said: "This dragon horn is a treasure, and the news I know may be useless to you. Are you sure you want to exchange it?"

Bian Lang nodded and said, "If you hesitate, will I give you the dragon horn?"

No matter how precious this dragon horn is, it is not the only one in the world. As for the other dragon kings of the three seas, they all have a pair of horns on their heads.

But there is only one head of Xing Tian in the world.

The most precious things in this world are always the only ones that exist.

Ao Lan's dragon horn may also be considered the only one, but it is by no means the only one in the strict sense.

"Actually, the news is very simple, that is, Xing Tian's head is in the heaven realm." Lao Hei said.

Bian Lang said speechlessly: "Is this considered news?"

"This is indeed news. Even if you want to repent now, it's too late." Old Hei laughed.

Bian Lang said: "Only this sentence?"

"Although the heaven is big, as long as you bring a headless person, you can easily find Xingtian's head when you arrive at the heaven." The old gangster said.

Having said that, thinking about going to the heavens is also very difficult and almost impossible.

If it was easy to go to the heaven, Lao Hei would have thought of a way to tie a headless man to the heaven.

The fact is that Lao Hei still stays in the world, getting drunk all day long, which is very ironic.

Bian Lang said: "If what you said is true, then this news is very important. It's a great value for a pair of dragon horns."

"So what happened to Ao Lan?" Old Hei was still very curious about this.

You must know that for a dragon, losing the dragon horn is a great shame, let alone a dragon king.

Ao Lan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, is aloof by nature, and is especially proud of his giant horns.

From Lao Hei's point of view, if he loses the dragon horn, Ao Lan will probably be killed head-on, and he never wants to live in this world again.

Bian Lang said lightly: "Of course he is dead."

"I knew it." Old Hei smiled.

Bian Lang first made a big disturbance in the West Sea, causing the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas to jointly write a letter to the Empress to sue Bian Lang, and then Bian Lang didn't know how to repent, and went directly to the South China Sea to kill Ao Lan, the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

Because of the existence of Bian Lang, the world became lively instead.

Bian Lang cupped his fists and said, "Farewell."

Old Hei watched Bian Lang leave, with a wider smile on his face, and muttered: "Master Bian, I believe we will meet again in the end."

Being able to meet Bian Lang here, and exchange that news for a pair of dragon horns of the Dragon King, Lao Hei only felt that this trip was a great deal of money.

(End of this chapter)