Chapter 77 Let the mainland experience the way of death
Haotian Sect.
At this moment, the Haotian Sect is not as peaceful as in the past, with laughter and laughter. Instead, there are white stripes everywhere. All the disciples of the Haotian Sect are wearing white clothes. In the main hall of the Haotian Sect, there is a huge coffin, inside which lies a huge coffin. Looking at the dead Tang Zhen.
Tang Xiao, the Six Elders of Haotian, and the tearful Tang Yuehua were all around the coffin. Due to his disfigurement, Tang Yuehua wore a veil on his face, but there were still some hideous scars that could not be covered.
Because Tang Xiao didn't know that Tang Yuehua also came to watch the duel, Tang Yuehua's injury was not treated in time, and the result became like this.
After Tang Yuehua was disfigured, he couldn't even go to Yuexuan and closed the door directly. After all, how could those noble disciples endure a scarred woman who was nauseated after seeing them teaching them etiquette.
"Brother, Yuehua, several uncles."
Tang Hao limped into the hall with a cane and a pair of trousers dragged on the ground. After being beheaded, his cultivation level plummeted by twenty levels. He looked almost ten years older. In addition, due to the massive bleeding and the sequelae of the explosion of all nine rings, his body was now extremely weak and he could not even concentrate his hands and feet with murderous aura.
"What are you doing here, a broomstick? You made the sect master so angry that you lost two inheritance soul bones of the Haotian Sect, and you even ruined the reputation and face of our Haotian Sect! You Why do you have the nerve to come here? Get out quickly!"
Tang Lie pointed at the entrance of the hall and roared at Tang Hao.
In his opinion, if Tang Hao hadn't tried his best to challenge Qian Xunji, then the sect master would not have died. The sect's two inherited soul bones still have one precious one. The 100,000-year-old soul bones will not be taken away, and the reputation of Haotian Sect will not plummet without civilian soul masters joining.
Haotian Sect has become like this. It is all Tang Hao's fault! !
Tang Yuehua said loudly: "Uncle Qi, how can you blame all these things on Brother Hao? All of this is obviously the cause of Qian Xunji in Wuhun Palace, and it was he who humiliated Brother Hao first. !”
“You ugly loser! You have no business to speak here! If you weren’t the daughter of the sect leader, get out of here!”
Tang Lie was angry again! Damn it, he had always looked down on Tang Yuehua, whose innate soul power was at the ninth level and could not be cultivated. Later, Tang Yuehua was able to use that martial soul to earn a large amount of gold soul coins for the Haotian Sect, which made him look better.
But now, Tang Yuehua is useless, Tang Zhen is dead, and Tang Hao has become a disabled waste again, so Tang Lie doesn't care much and scolds whatever he wants. If he takes power, he will expel Tang Yuehua, this freeloading waste, as soon as possible. go out!
As for Tang Yuehua who once earned a large amount of gold soul coins for the Haotian Sect, as a disciple of the Haotian Sect and the daughter of the sect leader, she has been raised free of charge for so many years. Isn't this what she should do?
Faced with the angry scolding, Tang Hao lowered his head, his face full of self-blame.
Tang Yuehua was humiliated in this way, and tears remained in her beautiful eyes again. The veil, which was already soaked, could now drip with water.
"Uncle Qi, how can you say such things about Yuehua and Haodi!"
Tang Xiao was extremely angry, but the other party was an elder, and he could not take action in the face of the education he had received since childhood.
"Lao Qi, pay attention to your identity. Tang Hao and Yuehua are the son and daughter of the sect master after all."
When Tang Lie heard the second elder's words, he snorted coldly and restrained himself a little. temper.
After that, Tang Zhen was buried in the ancestral grave of the Tang family, and Tang Xiao succeeded to the throne of the Haotian Sect.
A month later, Qian Xunji fought with Tang Hao, and the storm basically calmed down.
On a balcony of the Pope's Palace, Qian Xunji was lying leisurely on a chair, eating fruit and basking in the sun. He really had nothing to do, and his cultivation level had improved after absorbing two soul bones of Tang Hao. , reaching the peak of level 96. If he has enough insights, he can break through level 97 at any time.
Qian Xunji really has no script to write. The work he has to do has basically been completed. He has no opponent in the soul master world. After a fight with Tang Hao, the soul master All the forces in the world are now acting obediently, and he can't find a chance to entertain them.
So the script I can write now is for my daughter Qian Renxue, but Qian Renxue is only about to turn nine years old, and she is still too young. No matter how talented she is, soul ring hormones cannot Stimulates brain development, so it will be several years before the script is written.
"Ji'er."
In a flash of golden light, Qian Daoliu suddenly appeared next to Qian Xunji. "What's wrong? Father." Qian Xunji was still lying on the chair, and there was something casual between father and son.
"Why don't you discipline Xue'er properly!"
Qianxunji asked: "What's wrong with Xue'er? Is her soul power improving very quickly?"
< br>"Look at you, you still said that I don't pay attention to Xue'er. Xue'er is not doing her job right now. Instead of practicing her sword, she is actually practicing her whip!"
Qian Xunji was slightly startled, could it be Qian Ren? Xue saw how he played with Tang Hao and became interested in whips? This is indeed a bit unprofessional, because the angel's weapon is a sword, the sacred angel holy sword.
The main reason why Qian Xunji used the whip was because he was lazy. Given his identity and strength, he couldn't rush over and slap them to death when facing some clowns who didn't know how to live or die, so he thought of using his soul power to condense the whip. This is not only handsome, but also elegant and relaxed.
At this moment, Qian Renxue ran over happily, her face full of surprise, and A Yin was behind.
When Qian Daoliu saw Qian Renxue, all the unhappiness on his face disappeared, and his face was filled with smiles, "What's wrong, Xue'er? Why are you so happy?"
Qian Renxue was extremely excited and said: "Dad, grandpa, mom is pregnant again, mom is pregnant again!"
"Tell me slowly, why Ah Yin is pregnant again?"
Because A Yin gave birth to a precious granddaughter with a seraph innate soul power of level 20, Qian Daoliu's grudge against A Yin has been completely eliminated.
Qian Daoliu: What, Ah Yin is a soul beast? If I say no, it’s not! People are human when they mature, who objects?
"Dad, grandpa, mom has younger brothers and sisters, I want to be a sister!"
A Yin came over, caressed her belly, and clicked nod.
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly. The Qian family is prosperous. This is naturally what he wants to see. He will have another seraph, a grandson or granddaughter with an innate soul power of level 20!
Qianxun Ji looked thoughtful. At this time, and such a coincidence, A Yin could not be pregnant with Tang San. After all, there are a lot of conspiracy theories all day long. What about Tang San being brought about by God Shura? What about God Shura defeating God Shura on behalf of Shura? Control everything.
If it is really Tang San, then Qian Xunji will only do one thing, let Tang San change from an angel to a fallen angel, and let all the forces in the mainland feel the shock of the way to death.
Teach normal? Clean up? Vomit!
Don’t you think the Qian family is soft-hearted? Especially since Qian Daoliu, a pedantic old guy, forced Qian Xunji to secretly write the script. If it was really Tang San, then all major forces in the entire continent, especially the Haotian Sect, must not be allowed to feel the double standard. The joy of taking death.
Qian Xunji is extremely dissatisfied with Wuhun Hall’s current policy of free awakening of Wuhun and suppressing trouble-making soul masters for free, but he is unable to change it.
If you really do this, there is no problem, but the people have to contribute their faith. As a result, there are only a few people in the mainland who know who the angel god is. Even Ning Fengzhi doesn’t know, and they have to get popular science from Yu Xiaoan.
Belonging is faith. Without us, why should Wuhun Palace share the responsibility equally?
Dragon Babu puts it very well: In this world, there are no demons, no bad luck, no disasters, so how can people burn incense.
Jiupin Zhimaguan said it better: Corrupt officials want to be raped, and honest officials want to be raped even more!
The cold light in Qian Xunji's eyes flashed, and he smiled again, "In this case, let's take a trip outside as a family of four. Our family has never been outside since Xue'er was born."
Qian Renxue jumped up excitedly, "Okay, okay, let's go play outside!"
Qian Daoliu put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I'm not interested. I want to guard the Wuhun Palace. You can go on your own. Come on, don't delay Xue'er's practice."
Qianxunji waved his hand, "Father, don't think too highly of yourself. I didn't want to take you there in the first place. Why would we take an old antique like you outside when we have nothing to do? ? The family of four I am referring to is me, Ah Yin, Xue'er, and the child in Ah Yin's belly. Don't be so sentimental."
(End of this chapter)