God level funny comparison system

Seeing his father showing off his power, Zhang Long turned around and ran away like a gust of wind.

"Aha, dad, don't be angry, are you playing tricks!" Zhang Long's unbeatable laughter came from the wind.

"Still running? Stop for me!" Zhang Tiande ran after him.

"Dad, stop chasing me, I, I'm going to find grandpa!"

"Wow!" Zhang Tiande stopped, turning over the words "grandpa" and "father-in-law" in his mind, smacking his lips a few times, feeling guilty in his heart, then turned around and laughed dryly at the people who were staring blankly, then bowed his head and went to the corner up.

"Tsk tsk, probably only Brother Long's father dares to scold him like that." Shen Qian said with a crumpled cigarette butt dangling from the corner of Zhang Long's mouth as he watched Zhang Long go away in a gust of wind.

"Senior Brother Long also has a father? Isn't he a god? Then his father..."

"You idiot!" Shen Qian turned around and slapped that scumbag on the back of the head, cursing: "Isn't God without a father? Isn't God raised by his parents? You two hundred and five, have you heard of Li Jing's son?" Nezha?"

"Oh... Brother Long is Nezha?" the buddy rubbed the back of his head and said.

"Damn it," Shen Qian was dazed, looking into the distance sadly, and sighed: "No wonder I'm not very talented. I was infected by these idiots. In the future, I must resolutely stay away from idiots and be like Brother Long." Together, forever and ever."

On the way to the cave, Zhang Long tightened his chrysanthemum and sneezed, feeling that someone was playing tricks on him behind his back.

Shaking his head and throwing out these inexplicable thoughts, Zhang Long was immersed in the incident of the man in black at the Anshenmen again.

The man in black was obviously here to kill and silence, maybe the battle of the Demon Sect caught the attention of the man in black, so he came to check, and then silenced Zhang Long's mother when Meng Que was about to reveal the whereabouts of Zhang Long's mother.

From this point of view, this Dark God Sect must have very frequent contacts with the Heavenly Demon Sect, otherwise Zhang Long would not have come here by such a coincidence, and Zhang Long can basically conclude that his mother should have been hidden in the Dark God Sect by Meng Que , otherwise the other party would not have killed Mengque's mouth.

With a supernormally developed brain, you can hide and control the breath of life at will. Your sister, this seems to be a computer that can automatically switch on and off. Just thinking about it makes people feel chills.

Liu Yueqing is probably still at the Dark God Sect, and her mother is also there, so I don't know how they are doing now.

Death to Chi once said that this dark god sect is spread all over the world, and its power is so huge that even the Science and Wushu Federation is afraid of it. Now what kind of supernormal brain development has emerged, what do these guys want to do?
Although Zhang Long is not very good at studying, but the development of the brain, idiots know how terrible it is. The natural development of the human brain may develop people into neuropathy, let alone compulsory self-development. What monster is coming.

"In order to pursue strength, I really worked hard. They say that I am a pervert, and there are many people who are even more perverted." Grinning, Zhang Long murmured, and then moved his body, the red robe unfolded, and from the cliff The rope bridge on it flew over.

Everyone wants to have invincible strength, but a gentleman loves money in a proper way. For strength, it is better to follow the right path step by step.

At the beginning, Zhang Long was a waste of virtue, and he never thought of relying on magical drugs or crooked ways to enhance his strength. This thing, if not handled, will really become a fool or a pervert, which is not worthwhile.

A good life, if you screw up your heart, then you will turn a blind eye to the beautiful scenery of green mountains and green waters, and there is still meaning in living.

A long passage unconsciously passed by, and Zhang Long entered the cave.

The icy cold breath came, and Zhang Long became sober now. He raised his head and looked at the ragged old man in the distance.

"Xiaolong, Xiaolong, are you alright? Meng, where is Mengque?" Looking at Zhang Long in red robe, Mo Yuncang's eyes widened and he shouted excitedly.

Before, listening to the rumbling sound like a storm outside, Mo Yuncang knew that Zhang Long and Meng Que were fighting. Thinking of his young grandson fighting with the sinister and powerful Meng Que, Mo Yuncang I have always been worried, but seeing Zhang Long now, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Meng Que is dead, Grandpa, I'll let you down now." Zhang Long smiled gently, then stretched out a hand, and a blue brilliance exploded on the palm of his hand, condensing into the shape of a sword's edge, following him walked over.

Mo Yuncang was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at his grandson with a gentle smile on his face, he still couldn't believe it, Meng Que was really dead?

"Crack, click..."

Zhang Long decisively waved his hand and chopped the silver-white shackles that bound his grandfather. The old man's weak body fell into his arms automatically, and the shocking scars on his shoulders and back appeared in front of Zhang Long again.

The wounds caused by mental power are like the skin is naturally broken. For some wounds that have grown long, the newly grown epidermis obviously forms a white triangle, which is very smooth, but the two broken epidermis are still glued together. On the two sides of the triangle, obviously, this kind of wound will not heal itself, and can only be filled with new flesh. If it weren't for the tyrannical cultivation of the grandfather's body, I am afraid that the bleeding alone would have killed him.

Frowning slightly, Zhang Longyi's eyes became deeper and deeper, he paused, and then helped his grandfather to go out.

The old man's staggering footsteps stepped on the cave floor, forming a rumbling echo in the empty cave. The blue light and mist filled the air, and the icy cold was still biting, but it seemed a little unreal.

"Mom, bear with it no matter how powerful the Dark God Sect is, I will find you. At that time, all the pain they have inflicted on you, my son will repay them thousands of times."

With the support of the old and the young, they both left the cave with their own concerns.

There were no guards outside the cave, it was empty, and they didn't encounter any obstacles along the way, and the two came to the valley of Tianmozong unimpeded.

Mo Yuncang felt dazed all the way, is Meng Que really dead?Killed by his young grandson?
And when he entered the valley, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Mengque's corpse, and the crowd waiting in place, the old man's eyes were involuntarily moistened.

How many years, love and hatred, vicissitudes of life, what a price has been paid!
Looking at everything in front of him, the old man suddenly felt sad, and when he was powerless, he realized that the rights he had pursued at all costs at the beginning were suffocating when he saw the vicissitudes of life.

"Heaven's evil is still forgiven, but self-inflicted evil cannot live." He looked down at his hands that were once stained with blood, shook his head and smiled wryly.

Immediately, he took another deep breath, raised his eyes to look at the crowd, and said with a wry smile: "Thank you for saving me, I, Mo Yuncang, have done a lot of evil, and now that I can see the light of day again, it can be considered that God has treated me well. "

"The suzerain is serious!" Lin Shimin, the master of the red hall, clasped his fists and knelt down, shouting in fear.

Afterwards, all the other disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect also knelt down and shouted in unison: "The suzerain is serious! We are the ones who deserve to die, because of the power of the sparrow, the old suzerain suffered."

"Haha, that's right, father-in-law, what you said, how can you say that you have done a lot of evil, look at your face, how kind." Zhang Tiande walked over, and said haha, with a charming smile on his face, Zhang Longyi looked at it I was taken aback for a moment, I always thought that my father was serious, but I didn't expect that he would show this kind of virtue when he met someone who couldn't stop shouting.

"Are you Tiande?" Mo Yuncang raised his eyes, looked at Zhang Tiande with cloudy eyes, and smiled kindly.

"Yes, yes, it's me, ha ha." Zhang Tiande rubbed his hands nervously, and smiled foolishly.

"Okay, okay." Mo Yuncang nodded with a smile, then scanned the crowd, and finally looked at Zhang Lei not far away, both of them nodded with a smile, and didn't say much.

Then, Mo Yuncang took another breath, and his eyes fell on the people who were kneeling on the ground. From their clothes, they could be seen as disciples of his Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Among you, has anyone eaten Xuerongsan?" After a pause, Mo Yun asked indifferently.

At this point, the kneeling crowd trembled involuntarily, and immediately Lin Shimin raised his head, still maintaining the posture of clasping his fists, and said with some fear: "Back, back to the suzerain, I, I have eaten the second one."

"Back to the suzerain, I ate the first one two months ago." Yu Wenqin followed, and when he raised his head, he glanced at Zhang Long involuntarily.

Looking at the trace of fear in Yu Wenqin's eyes, Zhang Long grinned, looked back at Mo Yuncang and said, "Grandpa, what is this melting snow?"

"Chronic poison." Mo Yuncang said sadly, "Everyone in the Tianmo sect who can practice the piano art to the point of concentrating their voices must take this medicine."

"Damn it!" Zhang Long trembled in his heart. If he remembered correctly, Le Ying's piano skills were already at the level of condensed sound formation, or even higher, then she would have taken this medicine, but...

"Amitabha, I hope that woman Le Ying will not be so stupid as to seek death, and I also hope that Brother Chaoyang will find out that she is poisoned soon." Zhang Long said silently in his heart, then looked back at Mo Yuncang and said, "Grandpa, no I am not old or young, the rules of your sect are too vicious, you are all great geniuses, why treat them like this, let them completely detoxify them, if you don’t understand, I won’t heal your wounds.”

"Xiaolong, what are you talking about! Not big or small!" Zhang Tiande immediately scolded.

"Hehe, I'm just kidding!" Zhang Long laughed dryly. He wasn't pretending, but he was really threatening the grandfather. Anyway, he had no friendship, and Zhang Long always sneered at this kind of method of using poison to control people, although he had done it himself. , but that is not a threat, but purely to make the other party suffer, two natures.