Abandoned son to become god

Zong Heng grabbed Shen Qi with his backhand, and quickly tied Shen Qi with a dice rope, making him unable to move.

The severe pain was like a huge wave, completely submerging the sinking, he wanted to scream, his eyes gradually turned red, and the grievance and pain lingered on the tip of his tongue, pouring out, he said coldly: "You want to kill me?"

At this moment, Shen Qi's consciousness was completely immersed in the past on the Necromancer Island. On the edge of the cliff full of bones, Zong Heng held his sword and looked at him indifferently, without the slightest pity in his eyes.

Shen Qi's eyes were cloudy and indifferent, as if he was looking at Zong Heng, or looking at someone else through Zong Heng, only to hear him sneer: "One time is not enough, do you want to kill me a second time!"

But in reality, Zong Heng was helping Shen Qi to the side, and carved out an empty space to draw the formation, when he suddenly heard Shen Qi's words, he was dumbfounded and at the same time, his eyes became more obscure.

He looked sideways at Shen Qi who seemed to be abandoned by everyone in the corner, approached slowly, knelt down and stared at Shen Qi who had entered a nightmare, slowly raised his hand, and when he was about to meet Shen Qi, he turned his head sideways. escaped.

Zong Heng didn't care, and continued to explore, his fingertips pressed against the slightly cool skin, with a feeling of palpitation.

Zong Heng stroked Shen Qi's cheek gently, and said indifferently: "I will never hurt you as a teacher?"

Under the control of the Gu insects, Shen Qi's face was extremely distorted and ferocious, with blue veins on his forehead, he looked like an evil ghost, but was hugged tightly by Zong Heng.

The familiar body temperature instantly froze Shen Qi's movements, and when he was about to say something, the back of his neck was cut open suddenly, and the severe pain burst into his mind instantly, making him almost faint.

Sensing Shen Qi's violent resistance, Zong Heng hugged him tightly, stroked him slowly, and kept saying: "Abandoned child, it will be healed soon, don't be afraid."

However, Shen Qi's mind was occupied by the scene of Zong Heng attacking him, biting and beating Zong Heng frantically.

Just at this moment, noisy footsteps sounded outside the house.

Zong Heng looked coldly at the firelight reflected on the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and threw the Gu worm he picked out between two fingers into a porcelain vase, put it in a Qiankun bag, hugged the exhausted Shen Qi by the waist, stepped across the barrier and kicked Open the door and come before the crowd.

Each of those people held torches in their hands, wore masks that looked like demons but not humans, and their blood-red pupils stared at them ferociously.

On the top of the head is a thin layer of blood mist, filling the entire sky, enveloping this small village, Zong Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, watching coldly that the blood mist was actually gathered by blood-red Gu worms full of mouthparts As a result, the number is huge, even if they can wipe out all of them, it will consume too much energy. When the enemy hiding in the dark appears, they can only be beaten passively.

Zong Heng frowned slightly, put Shen Qi down behind his back, tied a fairy rope around his waist, looked at them coldly, and said: "One step forward, kill without mercy."

As soon as the words fell, a sword qi streaked across the middle, with a strong killing intent, dividing a natural moat, shocking the group of villagers who were about to move.

Although the blood redness in their eyes hadn't diminished by half, they all looked at each other hesitantly, and no one dared to take a step forward.

"Hahahaha, as expected of a pavilion master, you really surprised me!" Hearty laughter broke the tense silence.

The crowd, which was already crowded like a wall, split into a lane in the middle, a thin young man with a crown, walked forward slowly with a smile, followed by Xu Wei who had led them to the cabin.

It wasn't until he approached the ground cut by the sword energy that the young man in the crown stopped, bowed his hands, and said with a gentle smile: "I heard that the master of the pavilion has fallen into the devil's way in the past few years because of the death of his disciple. I don't know about it." Is it true or false?"

Zong Heng looked indifferent, and said, "What do you want?"

The corners of the young man's lips were raised, his eyes sparkled, and he said, "I just want to send a message to the Pavilion Master for free."

Zong Heng frowned slightly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

The young man didn't mind either, and said with a smile: "There is news from the Baixiao Pavilion that Shen Qi, the ghost ancestor from a hundred years ago, will reappear in the world, and all righteous people are terrified, the pavilion master must be careful!"

Zong Heng raised his two fingers, and the sword energy was shining brightly, and he shot away like a sharp blade.

The young man with the crown had the same smile, and his figure didn't even shake in the slightest. He watched the sword energy reach his eyes with a smile.

Suddenly, the group of blood-red-eyed villagers roared like beasts, and rushed forward to block the young man with the crown. One of them was directly cut by the sword energy, and when the blood was splashed, none of them retreated, but returned. Get closer, and firmly guard in front of the crowned boy, forming a natural human-shaped protective shield.

Zong Heng suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he withdrew his sword energy, the same sword energy was transformed from the fingertips of the young man with the crown. He swiped his finger with a smile on his face, and a beam of light flashed across the throats of all the villagers very quickly, flooding the sky with blood. The mist let out piercing chirps, rushing down one after another and enveloping the boy with the crown in an instant.

Zong Heng shot away with his sword, the red mist dispersed, and the boy had disappeared.

Zong Heng frowned slightly as he looked at the remaining sword energy on the corpses here. He didn't realize that Shen Qi was slowly waking up behind him. The severe pain made Shen Qi frowned. In the scene, he asked uncomfortably: "Immortal, are we coming out of the house? These people?"

Zong Heng said coldly: "Dead."

He carried Shen Qi on his back and straddled the corpses all over the ground, and walked towards the forest not far from the village. Only when he got closer to the corpse, did Shen Qi feel the familiar sword aura. He even forgot the pain in an instant, his eyes widened and he said: " Does this feel a little familiar?"

"It's the sword energy of the deity." Zong Heng didn't hide anything from Shen Qi, but he was afraid that he would worry too much, so he briefly told him what happened later.

Shen Qidao: "Then what should these people do? If someone finds out, wouldn't the crime of beheading the villagers be blamed on the immortal?"

"It's nothing." Zong Heng interrupted him indifferently at the right time, "These people were killed by the sword energy of the deity, and it can be regarded as the hand of the deity."

Shen Qi was speechless, he said: "Immortal, sometimes unnecessary stubbornness will cause some troubles that can be avoided."

Zong Heng heard the displeasure in his tone, and sighed: "Do you know what other cultivators need to condense the sword energy of a sword cultivator?"

"I don't understand." He had never been interested in swordsmanship.

Zong Heng said: "The initial sword energy of that sword cultivator is needed, and the sword energy condensed for the first time by this deity should, logically, be stored in a pavilion for use when the sword cultivator advances in cultivation, but now it appears in the hands of a stranger .”

Shen Qi didn't speak anymore, because this matter was obvious, if it wasn't for the people in the cabinet who wanted to clean up the house, then there were traitors in the cabinet.

But what does it have to do with him.

"I'm tired, Immortal!" Shen Qi pointed to the still-lit sky and said, "How about we take a rest here?"

Zong Heng stopped, turned his head and said, "After passing through this forest, there will be towns."

"No, no, I like the feeling of being surrounded by heaven and earth." Shen Qi struggled to get off Zong Heng's back.

After Shen Qi fell sideways, Zong Heng supported his crumbling body with one hand, took him to the tree trunk and sat down, and took out an oiled paper bag from his arms and handed it to Shen Qi, saying: "So the deity saw some sugar fried rice. Chestnuts, I bought them for you to taste."

Shen Qi took the sugar-fried chestnuts with Zong Heng's body temperature in a daze, his mood couldn't be expressed for a while, as if he was thrown into the hot magma, and then fished out and put into the icy snow mountain.

He couldn't forget Zong Heng's heartlessness, but he couldn't ignore Zong Heng's kindness either.

On the other hand, Zong Heng saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, so he picked up the chestnuts and began to peel them, even removing the coating from the chestnuts, and brought them to Shen Qi's lips.

Shen Qi looked at the chestnut, did not open his mouth but smiled and said: "I don't really like fried chestnuts with sugar, let the immortal eat it by himself."

Zong Heng paused slightly, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly.

Shen Qiquan pretended not to see it, and continued: "After passing this forest, let's share things among the immortals, shall we?"

Zong Heng withdrew his hand and looked at him silently. There seemed to be a bit of grievance in his eyes, which made people extremely irritated.

Shen Qi frowned and picked up a wooden stick to poke firewood, "I am the sludge in the ground, and you are the white clouds in the sky. They are not in the same line at all. It's meaningless to force them to go together. It's better to go our separate ways from now on."

Zong Heng said: "Is this what you mean?"

Nervousness, irritability, and uneasiness seemed to dissipate in this question, Shen Qi stopped poking the firewood pile, and said indifferently and seriously: "Yes."

Once again, he wants a life that is not involved in anything.

Without saying a word, Zong Heng spread his hands to Shen Qi, and handed him the hot chestnuts fried in sugar.

Shen Qi tilted his head to meet those cold eyes that were as cold as snow and frost, but at this moment, perhaps because of the moonlight, it seemed that the ripples in his eyes were gradually deepening, glistening like melting glaciers, making people unconsciously attracted Blinking, he took what he handed over.

However, as soon as he got it, Shen Qi regretted it and wanted to throw it back, but Zong Heng had already stood up, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the river.

Missing the best opportunity, he could only watch Zong Heng insert a few fish over, deftly remove the fish scales and bones with sword energy, hang them over the fire and roast them, and hand them to Shen Qi after they were roughly cooked.

Shen Qi took it in a daze, staring at the grilled fish, a bit unacceptable that the master, who was like a banished fairy, was tainted with fireworks for him.

I endured it and endured it, and finally I couldn't help but said, "Immortals don't look like people who like to eat mortal food."

Zong Heng grilled the fish and said, "Mortal food is like charcoal, ashes, and tree trunks. It's bitter and hard to swallow."

What I said is almost like saying that it is not for people to eat.

Shen Qi couldn't help but rolled his eyelids upwards.

"But there is someone who likes it." Zong Heng's eyes fell on the matches, his eyes seemed to become gentle at this moment, he said: "Although that person is stupid and stupid, he can't control the heat well, and he always burns the food, but for some reason, What I serve to this deity is the most delicious mortal food, and this deity didn't understand it before, but after he left, this deity only understood."

Shen Qi seemed to be reminded of the days when he tried his own dark dishes over and over again in order to prepare meals for Zong Heng.

But soon, he also remembered Zong Heng's merciless sword against him.

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