Urban Hidden Dragon

"Master, I was wrong!"

The long-haired Wang Han suddenly knelt on the ground, kneeling very simply, his body trembling uncontrollably.

This time the fear radiated from the inside out.

Wang Han turned around and sat on the crystal throne, holding his chin with one hand and looking at the long-haired Wang Han teasingly.

Not far away, the father and son Gesang and Duoji looked at the current Wang Han, and they could clearly feel that they were two people.

Compared to the aura of the long-haired Wang Han just now.

Now Wang Han's aura is the most authentic. In front of the real Wang Han, the long-haired Wang Han is like Li Gui meeting Li Kui.

Both father and son wanted to come over and kneel in front of Wang Han.

Wang Han raised his foot and stepped on the long-haired Wang Han's shoulder.

The long-haired Wang Han's body was swaying, and his hands were raised to support Wang Han's feet.

Being pious is like a true believer who kneels before the God of Faith.

"Master, I know I was wrong! Please don't be angry!"

The long-haired Wang Han couldn't stop trembling.

Wang Han shook his head vigorously, and his vertical pupils gradually returned to their original shape. Wang Han panted, holding the Nine Dragons Seal in his hand. He was squeezed out of the line without paying attention. After changing to a larger size this time, the four Nine Dragons Seal were clearly visible. It can't be suppressed anymore.

The thief Hu Xueshou took away a Nine Dragon Seal.

But it's also a good thing. As long as Hu Xue holds the Nine Dragon Seal in his hand, Wang Han can find him by changing his size!

He thought he had made a profit, but in fact he had lost from the beginning.

Returning to his thoughts, Wang Han looked at the fake Wang Han kneeling at his feet.

Seeing the other party's fearful look, Wang Han probably understood something.

Push your feet a little harder.

"Do you need to ask the question I asked you again?"

The long-haired Wang Han shook his body, glanced at Wang Han secretly, and forced a smile, "Master, you really can't remember who I am?"

Wang Han pushed hard with his feet.

The long-haired Wang Han immediately said, "Master! I am a devil!"

Wang Han was stunned for a long time.

"Golem?"

The long-haired Wang Han secretly raised his head to observe his words. It could be seen from Wang Han's expression that Wang Han really couldn't remember who he was.

"Master, I am the demon doll of the thirteen treasures of the Vampire Clan."

Wang Han was confused.

Going around in circles together.

This place really has one of the most precious treasures of the Vampire Clan.

The people outside were fighting furiously, robbing each other, and countless people died for a fake thing.

Wang Han had probably figured out Hu Xueshou's plan before. It was actually very simple. The antiques in the tomb that Hu Xueshou had snatched from the thieves before were taken and placed in this place. The thing that those people were fighting for It's just an antique, but it's not the treasure of the Laoshizi blood clan.

The real vampire treasure is here.

but...

Why does this vampire treasure look exactly like Wang Han?

Moreover, with the flattering look of the other party, Wang Han really wanted to kick him hard in the face with his big feet. It was simply an insult to my handsome and handsome face.

Thoughts return.

Wang Han looked at the long-haired Wang Han in front of him.

"Why are you like me?"

The demon peeped at Wang Han suspiciously. Although he maintained a skeptical attitude, he still smiled flatteringly and said, "Master, have you forgotten? It was you who asked me to drink your blood."

Wang Han looked at the puppet, "You can turn into me by drinking my blood?"

"Yes, Master, if I drink anyone's blood, I can become like them and gain their abilities."

Wang Han stared.

I rub!

This is a personal cheating device.

As long as you drink blood, you can become the same person and have the same fighting power. Isn't this double the fighting power?

Wang Han suddenly realized something.

"If you drank my blood, wouldn't that mean you could have my skills?"

The demon immediately shook his head, "My master's skills are so great that he makes the world cry. Once the master comes out, no one can compete with me! Although I drank the master's blood, there is an upper limit. I can only gain... ten thousandths of the master's blood." With only one ability, in front of my master, I will always be your loyal slave who will charge forward and charge into battle!"

Wang Han stepped on the rebellious guy under his feet.

You are so fucking loyal!

According to what the devil meant, he drank Wang Han's blood and became like Wang Han.

That is to say, there is indeed an amazing person who looks exactly like Wang Han, and the devil in front of him was once conquered by that person who looks exactly like Wang Han.

"When was the last time you saw me?"

The devil secretly looked at Wang Han, "A long time ago, you suddenly came here and suppressed a vampire prince here!"

Wang Han was stunned again and glanced at the nails on the front feet of the demon. From the looks of it, this demon was also suppressed here.

"How long have you been here?"

When the demon heard this, his nose burst into tears, "Master, have you forgotten? This is an endless hell, with no time or space. I really don't know how long it will be. Master, please take me out. I don't want to be here." I’m done staying here. I’ve really had enough of this place. Please, please take me out, okay? I promise, I’ll do whatever you want, whether it’s on mountains of swords or seas of fire. I’ll be your most loyal slave!”

Wang Han felt an indescribable feeling when he looked at a man who looked the same as himself but was full of flattery.

This feeling is very strange.

Wang Han didn't even want to look in the mirror anymore.

After waiting for a long time, I still didn't find out who the person was. I just knew that the person was very cool.

"Master, please, my admiration for you is like an endless river. You are the only bright light on my way forward! Master, you can let me go up to the mountain of swords or the sea of ​​​​fire, but can you take me out? ! I really have had enough of the suffering of this endless hell! Staying here is more uncomfortable than killing me, Master!

My respected master, you promised me when you came here last time that if you come in again, you will take me out. "

Wang Han also thought a little bit, but the specific strength of the devil in front of him was hard to say.

What this demon is afraid of is not Wang Han, but the big boss who looks like Wang Han.

"Where were you when you first met me?"

The demon was stunned for a moment, "In...in Qilian Mountain, what's wrong, Master?"

"Tell me everything that happened from the time you met me until now, and let me see how much you remember. If you remember everything, I will consider whether to take you out!"

The demon doll looked happy and banged its head hard, "The first time I met my master was in the Qilian Mountains. There seemed to be some women chasing me. Then I met my master. His master was so powerful that he could snap his fingers. The color of heaven and earth changes..."

The flattery was interrupted by Wang Han, "I don't like hearing your flattery."

The devil immediately continued, "The master helped me solve those troubles, and then I followed the master. Later, when I came to Tibet, I made a little mistake, and the master suppressed me here."

"What is wrong?"

"Killed a few people." The demon said with a frown.

"several?"

"tens of."

Wang Han stared at the puppet, and the puppet said, "Hundreds! Master, there are really only a few hundred. Later, you asked Zao King to build this place here, and then you suppressed me here. Master , I really know that I was wrong. I have been reflecting on my mistakes day and night in this place. Please give me another chance. You promised me last time that you would take me out!"

After hearing this, Wang Han was stunned again.

Suddenly I thought of the murals I saw in the passage before. When this place was built, there was a man dressed as Han Chinese who was directing it together with the Zao King.

According to the puppet, that person is someone who looks very similar to Wang Han.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be enough to find out who the Han Chinese who built this place is?

The devil raised his head and stared at Wang Han eagerly.

"Master...can you take me out?"

Seeing Wang Han in a daze, the demon slowly stood up, his back bent, like a spring ready to go.

His pupils were scarlet, and he was about to take action.

Wang Han lowered his head, and his eyes once again turned into cold and ruthless vertical ones.

One kick!

The golem leaned back.

But his feet were nailed, and he fell crookedly backwards.

After landing in an exaggerated manner, he quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Master, I was wrong!"

After such a toss, the collar opened, and half of something was exposed from it, and the devil quickly stuffed it into his arms.

Wang Han shook his head vigorously and changed his number.

In the blink of an eye, he saw that the golem was secretly hiding something.

"Take it out!" Wang Han stretched out his hand.

The demon puppet cried sadly, "Master, what did you bring out?"

Wang Han scolded him.

The devil immediately took out an ancient scroll from his arms.

"This is a gift I specially prepared for the master. This is the treasure of the tantric sect, the Purana Sutra! After practicing it, you can control your body at will!"

Wang Han took a closer look.

The whole person was stunned.

It turned out to be another golden juice scripture!