my universal tinder

Chapter 353 I can't deceive my master and destroy my ancestors?

In the shadows, a man in a black robe walked out slowly. He was wearing a hat, but he could vaguely see that his face seemed to have been burned by flames, and the hideous scars were attached to the flesh like spider webs, pale red. The color shows the age of the scar.

His voice was hoarse, and there were traces of flames on his neck.

The man in black robe walked over, followed by a young man with a calm expression and cold eyes, born with an air of arrogance and nobility.

"Master!?"

Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

The aura emanating from the black-robed man is definitely not what Buyuanjing should have. This feeling is like facing Ling Xufeng that day, even stronger.

In other words, the man in black robe in front of him is at least a controller.

"It's really unlucky to be targeted." Wang Qiong cursed inwardly.

Although he didn't know the background of the other party, it would not be a good thing to be targeted by such a master. He didn't need to think about it to know that the other party also came for the evil god of the wilderness.

"Young man... this place has nothing to do with you." The black-robed man said in a deep voice.

Wang Qiong's thoughts turned sharply, and suddenly, his eyes trembled suddenly, and fell on the emblem pattern on the waistband of the man in black robe.

Above the mountains and rivers, the sun is rising!
"The Qin royal family!?"

Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

"Senior is right, this junior will leave now." Wang Qiong said with a smile on his face.

"You are members of the royal family!?"

At this moment, Liu Yue'er said suddenly.

Wang Qiong's complexion changed suddenly, he turned his head abruptly, and gave her a hard look.

"Oh? Girl doll is very knowledgeable, she actually knows our origins." The man in black robe said indifferently with a deep tone.

"Since you recognize it, you don't have to leave for the time being."

"Idiot!" Wang Qiong cursed inwardly with an ugly expression on his face.

The other party is obviously related to Qin Huangting, but if he is really a member of the royal family, why should he hide his body and plot against the younger generation if he wants to retrieve the divine form that originally belonged to the imperial court?It could have been upright and upright, justifiably showing its banner, even the Guangming Palace would not come to fight.

Obviously, there's something tricky about it, if you pretend you don't know, you might have a chance to leave, but Liu Yue'er, a stupid girl, actually exposed it to her face, how can she tolerate you?
"Young man, you are very smart." The man in black robe looked at Wang Qiong and said suddenly.

"Can you guess our origin?"

Wang Qiong frowned slightly, pondered for a while, and finally said with some doubts: "You are...survivors from the previous dynasty!?"

"What?" Liu Yue'er's expression changed suddenly, she opened her small mouth, showing a look of shock.

When the old Emperor Qin Huang was still alive, His Majesty was just an unsuccessful Ninth Prince, but no one would have thought that this seemingly ordinary Ninth Prince would have a beautiful chest, a restrained edge, and an unimaginable chance.

At that time, before he had achieved supernatural powers, he single-handedly entered the palace to kill his brother, killed one of the princes, took 360 bites, and no one survived.

Because of this bloody case, the Ninth Prince was exiled to the snowy desert in the north. Everything seemed to be destined, and the legend of the Twelve Thrones began from there.

Later, the old Emperor Qin died, and the nine princes returned to the imperial capital, killing more than 800 people of the same family, and implicating more than 10 exiles. He bathed in blood and ascended to the throne.

So far, the blood of the Qin royal family has withered, and the brothers of the same clan have almost been slaughtered by him.

However, there have always been rumors in the market that some people escaped from the old case back then, and the blood of the Qin royal family also flowed in their bodies.

They are burdened with sins and curses, and they are the remnants of the old dynasty that the supreme existence cannot tolerate.

But in a sense, they are also blood relatives of His Majesty Qin Huang.

"It turned out to be these people..." Liu Yue'er's pretty face turned pale, she finally understood what Wang Qiong's eyes meant, and she also knew how stupid she was.

In fact, the identity of the remnants of the former dynasty is much more sensitive than Wang Qiong's. Once exposed, killing people to silence them is a must.

"Young man, do you know that if you know our identity, you will die." The black-robed man said in a deep voice.

"Senior, if he wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago." Wang Qiong pretended to be calm, but his heart was already in a panic.

These people are the real vicious, desperate people. They bear the shame of losing the country. The high throne in the temple should belong to these people. They are like wandering souls. They only want to restore the country, and everything else give up.

This kind of talent is the most dangerous.

"Back then, at Jiugetai, the imperial capital, Qin Laojiu was so drunk that he pointed out the country, laughed and scolded madmen, and left two poems..."

"There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the coquettish for hundreds of years... His ambition and wild waves are hidden in these two poems... Maybe he is right..." The man in black whispered softly, with a hint of love in his words. Thanksgiving.

"Teacher..." the proud young man shouted behind him.

"The new era has come. If you want to regain the position, you will naturally need fresh blood. This son is not weak enough to be your attendant." The black-robed man whispered.

"Him!?" Qin Wanxiang glanced at him, not paying attention.

As the direct bloodline of Emperor Taizu, his status is supreme and noble, and his talent is also unsurpassed. Among his peers, there is really no one who can see him well.

Therefore, from the very beginning, he never looked at Wang Qiong squarely.

"If you want to regain your position, it is impossible to rely on the strength of only one person. Your spirit is too high, and you need to have the mind to accept the wise men of the world."

The man in black robe was talking, and looked at Wang Qiong: "Are you willing?"

"Yes, of course I am willing. Where can I find such a pie in the sky?"

Before the other party finished speaking, Wang Qiong agreed impatiently. The speed was so fast that he didn't have the pride and reserve that a peerless genius should have.

Such a speed of face-changing caught Liu Yue'er by surprise. This is acting as a servant for the other party. Even if the situation is stronger than others, even if it is pretending, she should pretend to think about it.

"You're refreshing." The black-robed man said noncommittally.

"To tell you the truth, senior, I killed the disciple of the Guangming Palace, and I wanted to find a backer for a long time. Senior is the orthodox Qin family, and the name is justified. This time, I have taken refuge in the blessing of my ancestors, and I have earned good fortune through my daily accumulation of virtue."

Wang Qiong's every word was resounding.

Liu Yue'er was completely dumbfounded, this face formed a sharp contrast with the tall image of being invincible and beheading the disciples of the Guangming Palace just now.

She even wondered if it was the same person.

"Weak bones!" Qin Wanxiang glanced at him, revealing a sneer and a face full of disdain.

"Okay, it's rare for you to be so enlightened." The man in black robe nodded. He was very satisfied with Wang Qiong's reaction.

"If you can be loyal and serve the young master well, maybe I will accept you as a disciple."

"Thank you for the cultivation of seniors. It is my lifelong ambition to worship under the seniors. I will definitely live up to the trust of the seniors." Wang Qiong clasped his fists.

At this moment, Liu Yue'er's eyes were already a bit disgusted.

Qin Wanxiang was even more disdainful. He didn't like this soft bone at all.

"You guys wait here, I'm going to fetch the Great Desolate Fierce God."

The black-robed man jumped into the bottomless pit of fire.

Not long after, a terrible aura came from the pit, revealing ferocity and violence, and also mixed with roaring.

"The demon beasts that were banned back then still have some remaining power!?" Qin Wanxiang leaned forward and looked towards the fire pit.

"It seems so." Wang Qiong leaned aside and looked at him.

"Huh?" Qin Wanxiang looked at Wang Qiong standing beside him, showing displeasure, and immediately shouted: "Give me back..."

Snapped……

"Remove your paralysis!"

Before the words fell, Wang Qiong raised his hand and slapped Qin Wanxiang's cheek in a round circle. The latter groaned and flew out directly.

The accident happened suddenly, Liu Yue'er was stunned.

Qin Wanxiang flew high and landed heavily on the ground. He looked at Wang Qiong with a dazed expression, but he didn't respond for a while.

Just a moment ago, Wang Qiong wanted to swear and swear, to follow him to the death, but in the blink of an eye, it was as if he had changed. The arrogant eyes and the hot slap on the face made this Qin's blood stunned.

He has grown up so much, he has never met such a person, such a thing.

Not to mention him, even Liu Yue'er was dumbfounded.

"The old bastard has already stepped down, how dare you show off in front of me?"

Wang Qiong looked cold, like an inflated puppet doll, suddenly full of confidence, and at the same time looked at Qin Wanxiang with the eyes of a fool.

"..."

Qin Wanxiang's eyes widened, as if seeing a ghost, as if he didn't recognize Wang Qiong.

The arrogant and domineering appearance in front of him was in stark contrast to just now. This person's face changed as fast as thunder.

"You... Didn't you just... still want to be a teacher..." Qin Wanxiang subconsciously said.

"Idiot...can't I deceive my master and destroy my ancestors?" Wang Qiong sneered.

(End of this chapter)