Chapter 120 [You will be my son, Holy Lord]

Chapter 120 [You will be my son, Holy Lord]

As soon as she heard her father’s order, Xiaoyu didn’t need to be reminded and ran forward a few steps subconsciously.

When I turned around, I found that Yang An was still where he was.

Can't help but be anxious and turn around to pull him, but how can Xiaoyu pull Yang An.

“Why don’t you run.”

Yang An stood there, innocently spreading his hands, "Why should I run?"

Xiaoyu was a little stunned for a moment, what a good question, but she was speechless.

"I feel very comfortable staying here. I don't need to worry about food and drink. The people here speak nicely. They call me Lord Holy Son. Why should I run away?"

Yang An said of course. .

As smart as Xiaoyu, I didn’t know what to say for a while.

It seems like hey, if she was also regarded as a saint, she wouldn't run away.

"But these are all bad people." At this time, Jackie Chan grabbed Xiaoyu, picked up Yang An, put him under his arm, and ran outside.

"They might use your identity to do bad things."

"Oh? Is that so?" Yang An let Jackie Chan hold him and ran out.

We came to a dark hall.

Jackie Chan put Yang An down and breathed a sigh of relief. He held Yang An's shoulders and said gently, "You are still young and don't understand, but not everyone who is good to you is really good to you."< br>
The pale boy nodded thoughtfully. Jackie Chan was about to continue talking when he heard him asking in a low voice.

"What about you?"

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"Huh?" Jackie Chan was stunned for a moment.

I saw the young man in front of me raised his head, staring at Jackie Chan with a pair of enchanting scarlet eyes, and asked softly, "Then will you hurt me?"

"Lock me up as a monster?"

Jackie Chan looked at the young man's sad face, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly solemnly promised, "No, it won't happen, I promise."

"We will train you to be a good person."< br>
At this moment, dad’s voice came.

"Jackie Chan, hurry up and help dad."

Jackie Chan raised his head and found that he was surrounded by hooded magicians, surrounding them.

Although Dad is powerful, he can't beat four hands with two fists. He was almost attacked by a magician's electro-optical ball. He would dual-wield the staff and retreat step by step to Jackie Chan's side.

“Hand over the Holy Son!” Anthony stepped forward and said coldly.

Compared with other magicians who can only rub electric balls with their hands, he is obviously more powerful. He can shoot electric eyes. With Yang An's magic blessing, he can also use more magic.

Jackie Chan stood in front of Xiaoyu and Yang An, shaking his head firmly, "No."

"If you want this child, you must get through me first!"

"I don't know whether to live or die!" in Anthony's eyes There was a flash of cold light, but for the Lord Shengzi's order, he could not kill them, but let them 'rob' him away.

This group of old, weak, sick and disabled people have long been electrocuted into barbecue!

"Then kill this old guy first, and then deal with you!"

As Anthony pretended to start preparing magic, his father also glared, "Old guy! Let me see how good you are."

Just when the war is about to break out!

"Sand Transformation·Earth Escape"

Endless yellow sand suddenly poured out from the ground, forming a storm that enveloped Dad, Jackie Chan and the others.

Wait until the yellow sand disperses.

There was no sign of anyone in the center of the hall.

Anthony finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the magicians waiting for orders and waved his hand, "This place has been exposed. According to the order of the Holy Son, let's leave here!"

Waiting for the magicians. They quickly left through various hidden passages.

Behind Anthony, a hooded figure slowly stepped forward, "Well done."

"Lord Holy Son."

When Anthony turned around, it was Yang An who had completely parasitized a magician, and he quickly bowed down respectfully.

"Next, let's escape into the darkness and try to find all the extraordinary items I want."

Yang An said calmly, this will be the time when the Holy Lord is fighting with his father and the others. When I was young, I bet on myself to learn spells, but it was impossible to leave the treasures of this world without discovering them.

So, he left an avatar to lead these magicians.

“The first stop, go to Xiangjiang”

Anthony didn't ask why, and nodded in agreement, "It's the Holy Son."

Yang An didn't reply, just escaped and left, returning to the library.

He must be the first to discover the treasure of the Golden Rooster King and obtain the magic encyclopedia and the ghost mask!

A field in the suburbs.

A burst of yellow sand gushes out from the ground.

Then three figures were 'vomited out'. Dad, Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Dad coughed, his reading glasses were covered with sand, and Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu were also covered in mess.

Only Yang An emerged from the ground, clean and without any sand on his body.

“Hey, why don’t you have any sand on your body!”

Dad was furious, you evil kid! It's hard to tell that he didn't do it on purpose!

"I'm sorry, I can't control this power yet." Yang An said sincerely with a faint smile on his face.

Dad wanted to lose his temper, but he didn’t know where to start, so he had to give Jackie Chan a violent shock.

"Why are you still hanging around? Send a message to Chief Black and ask them to pick us up quickly and catch those bad wizards."

"Oh." Jackie Chan dusted it off. Most of Shasha glanced at Yang An in surprise, obviously surprised by this hand.

“So, it’s time to say goodbye.”

Suddenly, the young man who was far away from the three people spoke to these lonely people.

“Huh?!”

Dad and Jackie Chan looked at each other. They had gone all the way to London to rescue this son of darkness. Well, being rescued was not Watch him just walk away.

Xiaoyu quickly got up and ran to Yang An quickly, "What do you mean, won't you go back with us?"

"What if I go back and get killed?" What to do if they are imprisoned or used as experimental subjects?”

Yang An's pale little face looked a little more innocent, and he took a step back slightly, signaling Xiaoyu not to come any closer.

Just looking at this face, as long as you don't stare into the eyes, is enough to make people feel pity.

Oh, what has this child experienced?

"No, dad and Uncle Long will not let this happen, right dad?" Xiaoyu quickly denied it and turned back to seek confirmation from dad and Uncle Long.

"Yes, come with us, we can help you use this power properly." Jackie Chan nodded and invited.

The father also said seriously and without hesitation, "Yes, we will protect your safety."

Even the Son of Darkness is only a child, and he cannot do anything poisonous.

“Really?”

Yang An shook his head slightly, just a verbal guarantee was not enough.

Of course, apart from hell, there is probably nowhere in this world that can imprison him.

"If Dad says yes, it's OK!"

At this time, Dad showed his domineering power as an archmage.

Even though he is usually just a little old man who lives in seclusion and opens an antique shop, as a disciple of the Archmage, he is an extraordinary person who is above ordinary people.

Besides, no one knows Yang An’s true identity except him.

"Then I have a request. If you can agree to it, I will go back with you."

Yang An smiled shyly, showing his fox tail. "What request?"

Dad was actually feeling emotional in his heart. He had never seen a genius with such a good talent.

The magic power that Yang An just burst out is stronger than many official mages.

As long as you are taught systematically, you will definitely become a great mage!

It's a pity that he is the son of darkness. Dad is a little sorry.

"I would like to ask you to be my teacher and teach me the knowledge of magic."

"." A bit of astonishment flashed across the father's face. His eyes widened and he looked like He bowed to Yang An.

I subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Are you kidding? Dad is a righteous mage. If he accepts a guy covered in black water as his apprentice, wouldn't it be against Tiangang?

But then Dad fell silent again.

From the current point of view, this child is not bad in nature, has good talents, and has a rough life experience.

If you accept him as a disciple, it might change his destiny, and it might not even make him a good person.

Xiaoyu exclaimed in shock, "I want you to be your teacher. Why do you think so? Why don't you become my teacher to Uncle Long? He is very powerful and knows kung fu!"
< br>"Xiaoyu!"

Upon hearing this, the father frowned unhappily and glanced at Xiaoyu. It doesn't matter if he knows a little bit of boxing and kicking skills. To deal with magic, you can only defeat magic with magic!

Xiaoyu also realized that she had said the wrong thing and was embarrassed to stick out her tongue.

Jackie Chan asked in surprise, "Why do you think so?"

Yang An smiled and said, "I think if the teacher is willing to accept me as a student, it won't hurt me in any way. My own student."

The father looked at the young man with a forced smile, and was very touched. He thought that he was so precocious and wary of others when he left home to study since he was a child.

The vigilance in Dad's eyes gradually dropped and he became gentler and kinder.

It’s just a child as expected.

Looking at the thin figure of the young man, and then thinking that this child is still an orphan, but is being spied on by dark forces because of his talent.

It’s better to accept him.

My father became shaken, even though he, an upright wizard, accepted a son of darkness as his student, which was a bit unorthodox.

But if he could lead this child to the right path, wouldn't it be a meritorious deed?

"Dad can promise you to accept you as a student, but it will take a while to determine whether to teach you magic." This is what dad finally said.

At this time, the roar of helicopter propellers came from the sky.

Chief Black finally came belatedly and applied for the old saying.

——Police, came out to clean the floor.

At the same time, a large number of British special police officers raided the castle.

Unfortunately, they found nothing, only a few little Karami.

In addition, the Magic Brotherhood is also considered to have great hands and eyes, and many big shots have connections with them.

Not long after the operation started, the commander of this mission received calls from three cabinet ministers and even the assistant secretary to the prime minister.

He knew that this operation was destined to end in vain.

The commander was embarrassed and ordered his men to evacuate the castle.

A large-scale operation against the Magic Brotherhood also came to an end.

As for Tru and his group, they had already been transferred away by Yang An and boarded a plane back to San Francisco.

With this assault, the power of the Magic Brotherhood also began to gradually spread outward.

It seems that Yang An's appearance can only be a small episode, but who knows what kind of great changes he, a little butterfly, will cause if he flaps his wings!

San Francisco.

The top floor of the Mafia Building.

"Are you the Son of Darkness?"

The Holy Lord's voice was full of surprise and disbelief. Who could tell that there was an 'old man' standing in front of him? To describe him as the Son of Darkness is too much. .

Unlike his father, Zhengqi did not show any shame and directly revealed Yang An's appearance in order to suppress the black energy.

However, Heiqi just informed the Holy Lord, 'Good son, Mom gave you a good brother, you have to help Mom take care of him and love him'

The result is that when he transforms into a white beard, When Yang An appeared in the Mafia Building, the Holy Lord was shocked.

With a huge height of nearly five meters, even the elevator could not bring him up.

"What? Isn't it possible?"

Listening to this rough questioning voice, and then looking at the unceremonious movement on the desk, the Holy Master's eyes flashed red, and then he was He pressed.

"Sons, go and pour a cup of cappuccino for daddy."

Before the Holy Master could speak, White Beard turned his head and said like the four Afen who were trembling at the side.

After being oppressed by Whitebeard for two full days, Ah Fen subconsciously nodded and planned to pour coffee.

But he was stopped by Wa Long, whose eyelids were twitching wildly.

"Wait a minute, it seems like I am paying the salary! He is not your boss!"

Ah Fen paused for a moment, with fear and hesitation on his face, and a sad face, "But...but if you don't obey, you will be beaten."

As soon as these words came out, the other three nodded in unison, It can be seen how much torture they suffered during the two days with Whitebeard.

Da Ma Jin Dao, the white bearded man sitting at the boss's desk, turned his attention to Wallon.

There was a bit of disgust in his eyes, "You smell too much of money and you are not worthy of being my son."

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Walon almost laughed angrily, "Asshole, who wants to be your son! Holy Lord, you don't care about him!"

But before Walon could finish speaking.

"Shua——"

A 30-meter-long knife composed of thunder and lightning struck directly at the side of Wallon's neck.

He could even feel the sore and numb feeling of the electric current on his skin. Valon was stunned and did not dare to walk.

"Hmph, are you challenging me? I allow you to run twenty-nine meters first!"

Crazy!

This is a madman! Valon looked at the white beard sitting there in horror. In an instant, the infinite killing intent was focused on him, letting him know that the other party was not joking.

At this time, the Holy Lord finally spoke with a gloomy face.

“You are definitely not the Son of Darkness!”

"Who says I'm not?"

"I didn't feel the presence of black energy in you!" the Holy Lord said coldly. He had been silent just now and was just exploring Whitebeard's body. It turned out that there was no black energy. Air entanglement.

Of course it is impossible. After all, this is just a sentence of Yang An seizing the body.

"Okay, I admit that I am not that kind of Holy Son."

What the Holy Master didn't expect was that Whitebeard actually denied himself, and he only saw two wild laughs. , took a sip.

"I will not be someone else's son!"

Speaking of this, Whitebeard suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the coiled dragon sculpture in front of him.

“What do you want to do?”

Although the Holy Lord was disappointed that this man was not the Son of Darkness, he could feel his power.

Able to control lightning and water, effortlessly penetrate the entire Black Hand Building, and defeat hundreds of shadow ninja soldiers.

The Holy Master wanted to take this strong man under his command. Look at him. Although he is a bit old, he is very strong. With him here, he might be able to resurrect himself.

Just when the Holy Lord was thinking about what to use to seduce and regain this powerful man.

Whitebeard's next words made the Holy Lord furious, his face changed, and many pillars of fire spewed out around him.

"I think you are pretty good, why don't you become my son too!"

(End of this chapter)