Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 47 Bloodthirsty Black Hawk, My Baby, I'm Going to Infuse Again
"what--!"

Su Xiaolu screamed, her face turned pale, frightened and angry.

She didn't understand why the senior brother suddenly attacked the killer with a smile on his face just now.

But Li Daqiu ignored her. Instead, he walked towards Yang Heng, bowed and said: "Master, please forgive me for being too murderous, but these three young people cannot stay!"

Yang Heng had no intention of staying alive, let alone the hatred hidden in the eyes of these three teenagers.

All wolf cubs.

But I didn't expect that this eldest disciple was very decisive when he made a move. He was obviously soft-hearted just now.

then.

Yang Heng asked with a smile: "My boy, tell me why you killed them!"

A mysterious smile rose on Li Daqiu's face, and he cupped his hands and said, "Master, do you believe in luck?"

Without waiting for Yang Heng to answer, he continued:
"These three teenagers are called Xiao Fan, Lu Han, and Ye Wenwen respectively. When I heard these names, my hair shuddered, and I felt like a lucky name."

"Tu'er dare to conclude that if they don't die today, they will become influential figures in the future!"

"So, disciple can only cut the weeds and get rid of the roots!"

"If the master thinks that the disciple has done something wrong, the disciple is willing to accept the punishment."

Yang Heng laughed out loud and patted Li Daqiu on the shoulder.

At this moment, he suddenly recognized himself as a big villain.

"With just one name, you will kill people and shoot your head."

"This son has the potential to be a devil!"

"Staying in the Holy Land of Mingyue is really a shame!"

"In the future, as long as the old man trains and trains a little bit, this son will definitely be a cruel and cunning big devil!"

Yang Heng pondered in his heart, and his gaze towards Li Daqiu also became kind.

Li Daqiu was keenly aware of the change in Yang Heng's expression, and couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

"What is this old devil thinking?!"

"I, Li Daqiu, am the No. 13 secret disciple of Mingyue Holy Land. I am full of righteousness and luck. What does he want to do?!"

Yang Heng smiled and said: "My dear disciple, in fact, the son of luck, even a teacher believes in it."

"Oh?! Master really believes it?" Li Daqiu said in surprise.

Yang Heng twisted his beard and said: "Actually, apart from the name, some children of luck, their experiences and experiences can also tell that the future will be extraordinary."

"For example, both parents died, and there is a younger sister, or when he was born as an arrogance, and then suddenly became a waste, or when he had a peerless physique at the beginning, but was framed and hunted down later.
"People with similar experiences are likely to be the children of luck. As long as they survive the difficulties, they will soar into the sky in the future and no one can stop them."

"That's why, as a teacher, I usually meet one, shoot the other to death, and kill the other in the cradle in advance."

Listening to Yang Heng's description, Li Daqiu's back was covered with cold sweat.

It's shocking, and it's also frightening.

He didn't expect Yang Heng, an old devil, to have such a clear understanding of the son of luck.

and.

The second situation that Yang Heng just exemplified was that he was born as an arrogance, and then suddenly became a waste. This is too similar to his experience.

At the beginning, he was the son of luck.

With every step, treasures will be thrown on the forehead, and the talent is extremely high, and the cultivation base sings all the way.

Later, after being taken away by Zhan Fei, the fragments of the Chaos God Soldier disappeared, and everyone was wiped out. Even if he worked hard afterwards, he could no longer feel the mysterious and mysterious luck.

Until Zhanfei was killed by Yang Heng this time, his luck returned, and he also got the "little ancestor" in the dantian, and he also entered the ancient body cultivation method of pull-ups and push-ups.

"Isn't this a sign of what the old devil just said about overcoming difficulties and flying into the sky?!"

"Hiss! It seems that I, Li Daqiu, will prove to be the Great Emperor in the future and overthrow all enemies!"

"Hahaha, when the time comes, I will be the first to suppress the old devil."

Li Daqiu was heartbroken, his face flushed brightly.

Yang Heng looked at Li Daqiu in surprise, wondering why this villain was so excited all of a sudden.

At this moment.

Wei Chungui hastily stepped forward, admitted his mistake, and said, "I didn't cut the weeds and root out the roots, please master to punish me."

Yang Heng smiled kindly, and said, "My dear disciple, you are very good."

"But the belief is not firm enough. Here, I will give you a piece of advice as a teacher."

Wei Chungui was surprised.

My surname Wei is ruthless, do you still need your advice? !

But on the surface, he bowed ninety degrees and said respectfully: "I would like to hear the teaching of Master."

Yang Heng twisted his beard and said quietly: "People are not ruthless, they can't stand firmly, the wilderness is dangerous, but the human heart is even more terrifying."

Wei Chungui couldn't help shaking when he heard this.

"The old devil's words touched the heart of my surname Wei!"

He bowed sincerely, and said earnestly: "I will always remember Master's teaching."

Yang Heng nodded, turned around and walked towards the main hall of the Black Eagle Sect.

Behind.

Su Xiaolu's face turned pale, he looked terrified, dazed, and helpless.

The old devil praised the senior brother and encouraged the second senior brother, but he just ignored me and turned a blind eye to me.

He didn't even curse at me.

Are you too disappointed in me.

Do you want me? !

"Master."

Su Xiaolu choked up and shouted.

Without turning his head, Yang Heng said: "Let's write a [-]-word self-criticism, hey"

The sigh echoed in the wind.

Su Xiaolu bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, and looked at Li Daqiu.

"Brother, am I wrong?"

Li Daqiu sighed, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and listened to the roar of beasts rising and falling among the mountains and ravines in the wilderness, and said: "You are right, it is this world that is wrong, it is this wilderness that does not allow people to live."

He didn't know what to think, turned and left.

Wei Chungui patted Su Xiaolu's head, wiped away her tears, and said, "Junior Sister, go and write the self-criticism, everything will be fine."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother is here for everything, Senior Brother's Black Dragon Saber is fast and ruthless."

He swung the black dragon knife like a blood-stained kitchen knife.

Su Xiaolu smiled through tears.

far away.

Zhu Youzhi took the initiative to do what a senior brother should do, directing a group of disciples of the Xisui Sect to touch the corpse and wash away the blood, and at the same time let the cooking disciples hurry to cook.

"Make it richer, and then look for good wine, today is a big day for our Xisui Sect, a good day, a day that needs to be celebrated!"

"In the evening, maybe we will have a drink with Taishang Patriarch!"

Zhu Youzhi ordered.

"Yes!"

The disciple who was cooking left excitedly.

next to.

Wangcai was bouncing around in the pile of corpses, his mouth was covered with blood, and sometimes he grinned, with someone's intestines still hanging from his teeth.

White, like a noodle.

This is a dog, but it is eating human corpses.

Zhu Youzhi glanced at Wangcai's calf-sized body, and murmured to himself with some fear: "This dog, if kept in this way, will be no different from the ferocious beast in the wilderness."

He cleaned up the corpses, walked to the corpse of the three teenagers whose heads had been blown off by Li Daqiu, who claimed to be Xiao Fan, and bent down to feel around the corpse.

"what?!"

"what is this?"

He touched something, hard and cold, and his tentacles shuddered.

When I took it out, it turned out to be a small bronze tripod, the size of a baby's fist, with three legs and two ears. It was covered with mottled patina, and under the patina, there were vague patterns that could not be seen clearly.

Zhu Youzhi was curious, so he wiped the patina on the small bronze tripod with his finger, but suddenly his finger hurt, and blood flowed out, seeping into the small bronze tripod.

"Shu~"

The small bronze tripod turned into a ray of blue light and sank into Zhu Youzhi's body.

Zhu Youzhi was startled, but an old voice rang out in his mind
"Child, don't be afraid, and don't panic."

"If you can meet me, it is because of the smoke from your ancestral grave, the virtues you have accumulated in eight lifetimes. I will teach you ancient magic skills and help you prove the way to the Great Emperor and overwhelm the wilderness."

The old voice slowly echoed in Zhu Youzhi's mind.

gradually.

Zhu Youzhi's eyes burst out with inconceivable shock and infinite excitement, his lips trembled.

"Slippery"

Next to him, Wangcai swallowed Xiao Fan's white brains in one gulp, licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, and then ate the brains of the boy named "Lu Han" next to him.

suddenly.

It froze.

When he looked up again, his eyes had become like wolf eyes, green and frightening, with a deep and fierce glow shining.
at the same time.

The back mountain of the Black Eagle Sect, in the Black Eagle Temple.

Yang Heng broke through the restrictive formation, walked in, and saw a black altar.

on the altar.

A five-foot-high black eagle statue stands in the middle of the altar, flying high.

It exudes an ancient and majestic aura throughout, and a fierce aura rushes toward its face. The jet-black feathers are made of glass black gold, exuding a metallic luster.

The eagle's beak is curved and hooked, shining with traces of blood, and the sharp claws are as terrifying as magic weapons.

It is the auspiciousness of the Black Eagle Sect—the bloodthirsty Black Eagle!

But right now, it's sleeping.

A few days ago it happened to be the night of the full moon, and the disciples of the Black Eagle Sect fed a large amount of blood food. It ate and drank enough, and slept soundly.

Yang Heng stared at the bloodthirsty black eagle with fiery eyes, and approached step by step, as if seeing a peerless beauty, his expression was excited.

He licked his lips and murmured:
"Bloodthirsty Black Eagle, my Bao'er, I'm on another infusion, don't ask me what infusion, of course I miss you every night."

"The Immortal Hand, suck it for me—!"

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