Another world strategy career with male gods

Intentionally

He really didn't know what this crazy suzerain was trying to do!

Take him for a walk on the street every day, and don't talk to him, just look at him with a smile all the way, and wake up with a chill again, and throw him into the cell at night.

For this, Han Yuan—a lack of heart—is quite envious, because he feels that Su Xing can at least have time to relax, while he can only be shrunk in this dark cell, not even a grain of sand can be seen. not!

In other words, if he came to play in the desert but couldn't see the sand, wouldn't that be worse than not being able to see beautiful women?

Su Xing knows that the Western Desert Sect Master is not a good person, there must be a reason why he does this every day, but he can't figure out why the Western Desert Sect Master is doing this?

Su Xing guessed right, the Western Desert Sect Master did have a reason.

When Chen Chen heard the news, he almost vomited blood!

The Western Desert Sovereign wanted to hang his life, so he was locked in a huge house in the palace, and someone came to take care of him every day. Most of the news he heard were beautified and processed "shocking versions" from these people. "information!

What about you and me, what talking at night by candlelight, what talking in bed. . . . . .

When he heard the news for the first time, Chen almost lost his mind again, but luckily he did not have the Ancestral Sword in his hand, so he kept awake by biting the tip of his tongue.

He insisted on thinking about the past with Su Xing, bit by bit, passing through flowers and water.

Chen persuaded himself that Su Xing must not be such a person.

However, even though he firmly believed in Su Xing's personality, Su Xing's unknown past and confusing identity made him feel uneasy.

The images in his mind are constantly switching between sober and prodigal, and the whole person is going crazy.

Once again, Chen hated his own weakness.

If he can overturn the clouds, how can it be the turn of these people to bully him!

. . . . .

On this day, Su Xing was dragged away by the attendants as usual.

Han Yuan and Teng Snake, one squatting, the other tilting their heads, watched Su Xing leave.

Han Yuan said to Teng Snake with a bit of sourness: "Master, I was also the young master of the Demon Cult who was admired by thousands of people. How can I not compare to a thief?"

Little Teng Snake turned his head and spit out the snake letter, as if he didn't understand.

"Hey, I think the Ximo sect is either blind, or they are naturally fond of white hair, that's why they fell in love with Su Xing!"

Xiao Teng Snake seemed to understand a little bit. She took the letter back, looked at Han Yuan silently, turned her head and drilled into the mustard seeds next to her, and the snake disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"..." Han Yuan said, "Oh, you stupid snake, why are you hiding, am I wrong?"

. . . .

Su Xing originally thought that today would definitely be the same as before, dressing up, parading the streets, undressing and going back to prison.

Today, however, the rhythm seems to be a little different.

He was neatly tidied up by the maids, not even a single strand of hair was messed up, and he was put on a moon-white robe. Su Xing frowned slightly when he saw the robe.

The Western Desert Sect Master probably completely regarded himself as a white-clothed man in a secret realm.

The style of this robe, if he remembered correctly, was worn by the person in the secret realm!

For some reason, when Su Xing saw this dress, her heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was going to happen today.

As it turns out, his hunch was spot on.

He was brought to the gate of the main hall by the attendants. The line was very long, extending from the gate to the end of the long street.

The prodigal son was dressed in black, sitting on a walker, leaning on his back slantingly, with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

Su Xing was pushed into the step, and sat on both sides with him.

The attendant bowed to the prodigal son and said, "Sovereign, the man is here!"

He opened his eyes slightly, glanced to wake up, and said, "Let's go!"

If it was a parade in the past, there would not be such a big battle!

Su Xing asked in surprise, "Where are you taking me?"

The prodigal glanced at him expressionlessly, curled his mouth, and said, "Go get something!"

The team passed through rows of houses and khaki towers, and drove all the way out of the city.

It was noon at this time, and the scorching sun was scorching the whole land anxiously.

Su Xing was wearing a robe, and after a while, he was sweating profusely. He glanced sideways at the prodigal son, thinking angrily in his heart, I am sick if you let me wear such a thick robe on a hot day! ?

The team walked all the way to the west of Liang Ran, for an unknown amount of time, when Su Xing felt that he was about to pass out from the heat, he shook his step, only then did Su Xing realize that the step stopped, obviously he had reached the place.

The prodigal son went down, turned his head, and faked a genuine smile. He stretched out his hand to Su Xing, and said, "Here we are! Come down!"

Su Xing was so bored and dizzy, he raised his eyes to see the prodigal son's hand, fresh, this person will still help him?

However, Su Xing didn't want to accept this kind of VIP-level treatment even though he received it.

He was very hot, so he was very annoyed, so he pushed the libertine's hand away without thinking much about it.

The prodigal son didn't mind, and even let out a doting laugh after being pushed away by him.

Su Xing didn't know if he was frightened by his laughter, or because he was too hot, dizzy, and his hands and feet were weak. When he got off the sedan chair, he staggered and almost fell.

The prodigal son pulled him into his arms at the right time, and laughed heartily, "Asu, why are you so active today?"

wake:"...."

He was so frightened by the sound of Asu, his legs were no longer weak, and he jumped out suddenly.

The libertine: "Haha, you're still so lively."

If the two nasty words before and after were normal, Su Xing would have vomited long ago.

However, he has neither the time nor the mood to vomit right now. The moment he jumped out of the prodigal son's arms, he saw the situation around him clearly, as if a pot of cold water had been poured on his head, and he completely woke up.

This step stopped at the top of a huge sand dune, which seemed to be the highest point of the entire desert, standing here overlooking the entire Western Desert.

Su Xing stood where he was, staring at the scene in front of him, stunned into a pillar.

The wind was blowing the sand, slapping his face continuously, with a desolate smell.

It's also very suitable for the occasion, Su Xing feels infinitely desolate in his heart!

Chen stood ten steps away from him, his face was pale, and he looked at him with cold eyes.

Su Yi, Hong Nian and Gu Ying lined up behind him one by one, all dumbfounded.

Su Xing felt that there might be some misunderstanding here, and he needed to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't get them out, as if the illness he committed this time was not stuttering, but dumbness!

The prodigal son laughed haha, stretched out his hand and pulled Su Xing into his arms.

If you wake up and don't struggle at this time, you will be asking for death.

Knowing his intentions, the libertine threatened in his ear: "Be honest, otherwise..."

wake:"...."

Chen's pale face flashed in front of his eyes, thinking that this person must have not fully recovered, he felt a little distressed.

If he doesn't listen to the prodigal son at this time, he doesn't know if the prodigal son will hurt him again.

Thinking of this, Su Xing didn't dare to move anymore, even if he was trying to endure the nausea and pain, he would definitely accompany the prodigal son to finish the play.

Su Xing said softly: "It's better to stay away from me, if you're not afraid that I'll vomit all over you."

There was a crack in the smile on the prodigal son's face, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

However, this was only for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, his expression quickly recovered.

"Okay, but I want you to laugh!"

129 Goodbye After Years

He didn't know if it was true or not, he thought it was fake from the bottom of his heart, but if it was fake, why didn't Su Xing struggle?

Why not struggle!

Su Xing doesn't know how to laugh, perhaps the heavy childhood experience has paralyzed his facial expression, he has forgotten the feeling of laughing, but in this situation, Su Xing dare not defy, he can only try his best to go The corners of his mouth turned up.

He was originally handsome, even if he cocked the corner of his mouth, his expression immediately became vivid.

Chen's heart sank, and his anger began to ignite.

He wanted to break free from the rope in his hand, but the soul lock rope became tighter and tighter, and the flesh and blood on his wrist were pulled out.

But he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

The prodigal son let go of Su Xing, but still put one arm on Su Xing's shoulder, in a half-hugging position.

Su Xing bravely walked past them, Chen's gaze was like a knife.

For some reason, Su Xing felt a little flustered.

It should have been prepared a long time ago, and a table was set up a few feet away from Yu Chen and the others. The table was decorated quite luxuriously, and guards stood around it.

There is a golden dragon bench in the middle of the table, judging from its size, it can accommodate two people to sit together.

The prodigal son walked over with Su Xing in his arms, and sat with him on the chair.

The hand also held Su Xing dishonestly.

In front of him is Chen who wants to kill someone, and next to him is a prodigal who wants to kill someone, it's really a double day of ice and fire when he wakes up!

"Asu, don't you want to ask why I brought you here today?"

You are trying to kill me!Rejuvenate the lungs.

But he didn't dare to say that, he just said: "For what?"

The prodigal son tilted his head, looked at Su Xing affectionately, and said, "There is a secret place in Western Desert, do you know?"

"Secret Realm?" His words successfully caught Su Xing's attention.

Of course he knew that there was a secret realm in the Western Desert, and he also knew that there was a volume three hidden in this secret realm.

In the original book, Chen first became the leader of the Demon Sect and got the fourth volume of the Eight Desolation Liuhe. Finally, with the help of the Demon Sect, he helped Su Yi successfully level the West Desert. Then he entered the Western Desert Secret Realm and got the third volume roll.

How come this Western Desert Secret Realm has come out so early?

This is not scientific!

The prodigal son continued to smile and said: "