Abandoned son to become god

Zong Heng said indifferently: "Brother, I have made a decision."

"Good! Good! Good!" Immortal Venerable was furious, pacing back and forth, with heavy steps, full of anger, only felt that Zong Heng's mind had been smashed, and said: "Since your lord is determined to go your own way, from today onwards, Shen Abandoning the fate track will become one with your fate track! If he committed a heinous crime, you must pay for it!"

Zong Heng nodded and said: "Since I am his master, I should pay back the karma for him."

Xianzun felt that he was obsessed with obsession, so he shook his sleeves and left, but Ruzun stepped forward and said: "If you think about it, I will not persuade you again, I just hope that if something happens, don't be too impulsive. "

Zong Heng didn't speak, but looked at Shen Qi who was still struggling in the pool.

Samsara Realm couldn't tell what his mood was at that time, and he didn't know whether Shen Qi could repay this accumulated expectation.

But since His Majesty has made a decision, he will definitely risk his life to protect Shen Qiquan.

At this time, perhaps the morning light was too warm, and the pain that spread all over the body seemed to have eased a little.

Shen Qi took a few deep breaths slowly, propping his knees to get up, when suddenly a pair of slender white fingers stretched out in front of him, and looking over, it turned out to be that icy Zong Heng.

He looked extremely serious, as if he was making a very careful decision, and said: "I heard that children in the world need to hold hands so as not to fall."

Shen Qi immediately wanted to sneer back, but for some reason, he felt the tip of his nose sore, couldn't help rubbing it, and then smiled: "I didn't expect Master to know a lot?"

After finishing speaking, he slowly put his hand up, and at the same time stared closely at Zong Heng's expression. As soon as he showed a little reluctance, he immediately retracted his hand, but until the palms overlapped, Zong Heng's expression never changed.

Calm and cautious, his figure seemed to be reflected in his dark eyes like ancient Tan.

In an instant, the coldness in the palm prints dissipated and became warm and heart-warming, making Shen Qi's eyes red easily.

He laughed at himself for making such a fuss, but unconsciously held his hands tighter, and said in a disguised way: "Master, I'm afraid that it's your first time as a mortal master and you don't know the strength of holding hands, so I will teach you."

Zong Heng nodded and said: "Then it will be tight."

Shen Qi covered his mouth and smiled furtively, and held that hand even tighter, vowing that as long as Zong Heng didn't let go of his hand casually, he would hold it for a long time, until he could no longer hold it tightly.

Seeing him lower his head, Zong Heng smiled secretly, a little inexplicably, and at the same time felt that the child was really strange, crying and laughing at the same time, it was unpredictable.

He said: "Since you have no doubts, let's leave here together."

Shen Qi nodded, and as soon as he agreed, his body suddenly hung in the air, and he was directly hugged by Zong Heng in his arms. The weird feeling made him reflexively hug Zong Heng's neck. The strength was so great that Zong Heng coughed , and slightly pulled his arm away, before pointing up and reciting the mantra.

A purple soul ring appeared around his feet, getting bigger and bigger, white light powder burst out from it, suspended in mid-air and gradually formed a white jade sword body, the coldness was awe-inspiring, the cold air was wanton, even if it was five steps away, Shen Qi felt Coolness invades.

Later, Zong Heng turned his cuffs, and the purple soul ring disappeared, turning into a white jade sword body.

He said, "This time, hold on tighter."

As soon as the words fell, he rose up with Shen Qi Yujian, and the scene of retreating quickly became Zong Heng in Shen Qi's eyes.

After arriving at the place, Shen Qi was still a little dazed.