The best waste god

No one has confirmed it, and no one knows it. All this is a mystery. Perhaps only the old couple and the strong man living there know the truth.

The night is not too dark, and the stars are scattered, lighting up the surroundings with brilliant light. Some martial arts masters can use this light to see the surrounding environment and movements clearly.

The vermilion lacquer gate is closed, and the downstairs of the gate is not as cobwebs and bird droppings as imagined, and the steps are covered with moss, obviously someone often cleans it.

Inside the door is a screen porch, and the large courtyard inside the screen door is a majestic hall with five steps.

The hall was dark and there was no movement, but through the starlight in the night sky, one could vaguely see the luxurious furnishings and arrangements in the hall.

In that atmosphere, there was definitely someone ambushing in the hall or in the hatchback, and there were more than one, but definitely not the old couple and their son.

Behind the hall is a tall screen wall, separated by a round rockery, and not far away is the magnificent central gate.

As soon as you enter the middle gate, you can see that there are lights in the hall of the middle courtyard, and there are several pretty maids inside, and there are more than ten female guards in strong clothes with swords on their backs outside.

Those tall buildings and pavilions that were dark and without lights stood silently in the garden of the backyard.

On the long red velvet table in front of the Jinping in the hall, there is a half-remnant banquet table, gold cups and silver dishes, exquisitely carved, and the high-waisted silver pot is inlaid with pearls and gemstones, the more gorgeous it is.

A man and a woman sat in the middle, accompanied by four pretty maids on the left and right holding pots.

Although there were a man and a woman sitting at the banquet table, the man was not a crooked old man, and the woman was not the old woman with piercing eyes.

Since there is only one man in the hall, the son, who is strong and needs a middle-aged man, is not in the hall.

Strange to say, as far as the outside world knows, there is only one woman in this vast and magnificent mansion, why did another woman appear at this time?

I saw this woman, all in bright red and green, with rouge and pollen all over her face, willow eyebrows and big eyes, and bright red lips. Judging by her age, she was at most 26 or seven years old. Compared with the mother-in-law seen outside, she was really poor. One hundred and eight thousand miles.

This glamorous woman was wearing a rose-red tight-fitting death dress, showing her pair of towering jade breasts, which trembled slightly from time to time, causing the man to swallow.

The lower body is a pair of emerald green leggings, which set off her, with rounded thighs and toned legs, exuding an incomparably alluring charm. She is truly a peerless beautiful woman.

At this time, the beautiful woman seemed to be a little bit drunk, she squinted her eyes, and put her jade arm like a lotus root lightly on the shoulder of the man beside her, and said softly, "Hello, old friend!" ah……"

The man sitting next to the charming woman is an old friend, he can indeed be called old, because his forehead is full of wrinkles and his temples are a little mottled.

"Old friend Hao" was sallow and thin, with a gloomy expression, wearing a half-worn moon-white gown with a large iron-frame folding fan stuck in the back of the collar, and he kept moaning and sighing.

If Nangong Haotian was here, he would definitely rush up and slash this person to death, because this person is none other than Shangguan Mie, the ghost-faced scholar of the Northwest Sub-Duoji of the Demon Tulongbao who abandoned the Heavenly Demon Cult!

The ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie is one of the four most powerful helmsmen under the Devil Slaughter Dragon King, but now he has become a homeless dog with no home, so why not make him dejected.

The ghost-faced scholar, Shangguan Mie, felt a little better when he heard the beauty around him call him such a name. He hummed, forced a smile on his face, and asked, "Little boy, what's the matter?"

Although the words sound nice, there is still some impatience in the eyes and eyebrows.

The beautiful woman didn't seem to mind, and continued to say in a coquettish voice: "It's not that I, Liu Qingqing, was talking big, that kid named Nangong, even if he had been looking for three or five years, he couldn't find me, the mysterious chief executive."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Mie, a ghost-faced scholar, frowned and said impatiently: "Oh, my aunt, why don't you understand until now that he is now an apprentice trained by the Dragon Slayer King!"

"What about the apprentice of the Dragon Slayer King? Didn't my plain face fairy Liu Qingqing give her life to him?" The beautiful woman Liu Qingqing immediately refused when she heard this, and said angrily.

"You can't say that." The ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie said helplessly: "We didn't do anything that the Dragon Slayer King asked us to do for him..."

"Who said that?" Sumian Fairy Liu Qingqing stared at her almond-shaped eyes, and said angrily: "Take me as the leader of the southeast general branch, how many decent people in the martial arts world have been solved, and besides, the battle for the southeast hegemony that I am now manipulating and launching, will come to an end. At least it can make decent people like them fight for a while."

"But these are not what the Dragon Slayer King wanted." Shangguan Mie, a ghost-faced scholar, sneered, and said, "But we didn't achieve any of what he really wanted."

When Sumian Fairy Liu Qingqing heard this, she sat up straight and said anxiously, "Are you referring to Master Fajue, Taoist Master Wuchen, and the Silver Shirt Swordsman?"

"Who else would it be if they weren't!"

"How can you blame us?" Sumian Fairy Liu Qingqing said angrily, "There is such a disparity in skill, we will die if we go!"

"However, what the Dragon Slayer King wants is for us to start a conspiracy." The ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie smiled helplessly, and said lightly: "It doesn't have to be done."

"However, even if there is a conspiracy, once it fails, you still have to do it!" Sumian Fairy Liu Qingqing was a little sullen, and looked very displeased with the request of the Demon Dragon Slayer King.

But such an expression, in the eyes of others, is three points shy and seven points charming. Although Liu Qingqing is 27 or [-], her face is still not bad, with a special charm.

The ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie didn't have the heart to admire Liu Qingqing's beauty, and said coldly: "But, we haven't even thought about conspiracy, how can he not hate us?"

Having said that, Shangguan Mie paused, and said in infinite frustration: "It's good now, he trained Nangong Haotian hard by himself, and killed Du Mengsan as soon as he got off the mountain."

"I think it was careless to kill God vigorously." Sumian Fairy Liu Qingqing sneered coldly, and said disapprovingly: "That's why I fell into that kid's way."