Abandoned son to become god

Zong Heng turned his back to him indifferently, and said, "Leave here."

Samsara Jing wiped the corners of his lips with his sleeve, said nothing more, made a bow with both hands, and quietly retreated.

And Shen Qi didn't know about all this.

He just felt like his whole body was being burned by fire, and the bursting pain rushed towards his face like a turbulent wave, stimulating his weak sea of ​​consciousness, causing it to gradually break up and reorganize.

The unbearable piercing pain made Shen Qi scream unbearably, his fingers clasped the bedding tightly, his fingernails were broken by external force, blood stained the bedding.

He thought he was going to die, but he felt a chill, which made him sober for a short time. Through his eyes blurred by sweat, he saw the indifferent figure beside the bed. live.

At that moment, the pain seemed to be relieved.

Then, he lost consciousness.

The next day, the larks were chattering and chattering by the window.

Shen Qi was so quarreled that he pulled the quilt over his head and turned over to continue sleeping, but his body suddenly hung in the air and fell off the bed.

With a loud "bang", the door was pushed open with a "snap". Facing the glare of the sun, Shen Qi dazedly saw a golden figure appearing at the door.

"Hey! Are you okay!" Chen Huan rushed forward without saying a word, looked at Shen Qi, and said worriedly: "You can fall out of bed after sleeping, isn't it too weak?"

Shen Qi's chaotic head finally came to his senses, he struggled to tear off the quilt that wrapped him, let out a breath, but Chen Huan suddenly covered his mouth.

Chen Huan said with a look of horror: "You actually used your unwashed mouth to face this young master's incomparably noble face!"

Shen Qi sneered, opened Chen Huan's hand, breathed heavily on Chen Huan's noble face, only left the grief and indignation, and then tidied up slowly, holding the three-headed snake on the bedside Dan, go to the main hall of Wuliang Temple.

Many servants on the road put away their previous disdain, bowed their heads respectfully and saluted Shen Qi.

Shen Qi waved his hands indifferently, and accompanied by the cool breeze, he stepped into the boundless hall filled with fragrant sandalwood.

Zong Heng was already sitting in front of the table with pineapple wood pattern, his white clothes were as white as snow, spotless, even the sunlight missing from the window was ashamed to leave mottled marks on it, he sat on the floor with black sleeves and straight back, Standing alone like a high mountain, with a pair of eyes shining cold stars, indifferent and peerless.

Chen Huan, who was beside him, was forced to be like a quail by the strong pressure. He didn't dare to lift his head.

Shen Qi frowned, walked quickly to Zong Heng, put the three-headed snake egg aside, picked up Zong Heng's hand on his lap, and said: "Master, today this disciple is going to the martial arts school. You have to eat well and don't be picky about food."

Zong Heng's motionless recipient, Shen Qi's broken thoughts, while Chen Huan on one side showed a gasping expression. Shen Qi lowered his head, thinking that he was regretting his wild words, but he didn't realize that it was to cover up the crazy beating heartbeat.

he!He actually held Master's slender hand like white jade!

Shen Qi felt satisfied, and continued to chatter in order to prolong the time of shaking hands: "But the people in Wuliang Palace can't cook, so I will tell the elders of the martial arts school to come back for dinner to cook for the master. The master thinks how?"

Chen Huan sneered and said, "I'm afraid you forgot that the pavilion master, as a great power in Yuanyu, has already bigued."

Shen Qi pretended not to hear, but stared at Zong Heng with admiration.