I was straight from the start

"Fate, the only thing you have that resembles the White King is fate. Sirius is greedy for the moon, Ziwei star is dim, and he forced his mother to death as soon as he was born..." After saying this, Wan Fengge paused and looked up secretly. Glancing at Jiang Li, he saw that although his head was slightly lowered, his expression remained the same as before, as if he was listening to someone else's story.

Then he continued: "King Bai also has this fate. It is rumored that this fate is protected by the king of the underworld, and the ghost will help him become the king. He is the only body for cultivating demons."

"That's just talk, if it's really that powerful, I can't rule the world now, and the white king is even more detached, how can he need the help of monsters, and his defeat is so ugly, hiding in this remote mountain." Jiang Li Shrugging his shoulders, his face was indifferent, and there was a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Wan Fengge lowered her eyes: "Although it is so, it is true that fates are the same. Mrs. Bone may have recognized this and regarded you as the White King. After all, people with this fate are really one in a million. Yes, There are very few survivors, and only one king is ever needed."

Wan Fengge can't make an expression. Although Jiang Li likes to mess around and often looks heartless, but they have been together since the beginning of memory. Does he not know where Jiang Li's emotions lie?

This kind of sensitive topic should not be spoken out, why bother to tear open the wound over and over again, the pain is numb, can you still feel it?

Wan Fengge was about to say something to change the topic, but Mrs. Bone slowly said: "King Bai...you are not Su Lang, it seems...are you his descendant?"

Jiang Li staggered, Wan Fengge was also stunned.

"Pfft...haha, no, if I were Prince Bai's son, wouldn't I be going to rule the world?" Jiang Li returned to his indecent look, uttering bad words, laughing so hard that he could hardly straighten his back.

Wan Fengge slapped him on the head, then gave a slight salute to Madam Bone, and said, "This...uh... madam, we are not the ones you are looking for, it seems that madam is also educated by the immortal collection, we don't offend River water, can I beg Madam to let us go."

Jiang Li finally stopped laughing, stood up, bent over slightly, and clasped his fists, which was a proper courtesy.

Generally, when people come to cultivate demons, they always bring human emotions and thinking, and they are not the target of revenge, and they are never too embarrassing.

Mrs. Bone tilted her head, thinking that she has not been a demon for a long time, like a human child, there are some questions and some words need to be considered for a long time before she can react.

"Okay." Mrs. Bone followed Jiang Li's example and bent slightly, probably wanting to return the gift.

Jiang Li spread out his usual smile and said, "Thank you."

Mrs. Bone unexpectedly had a slightly unnatural expression on her face, as if she was embarrassed, she lowered her head gently like a lady: "No...you're welcome."

The etiquette was well answered, maybe she was a lady, Jiang Li smiled and took a second look, and then followed Wan Fengge out of the cave full of treasures after nodding.

The road behind was led by two skeletons, and Mrs. Bone did not follow.

After walking for more than half an hour, after twists and turns, he finally walked out of the cave of Mrs. Bone. In front of him was a river, shimmering with sunlight. Looking at the position of the sun, it looked like the side of Kuke Mountain.

Jiang Li yelled: "Ah! Come out! Let's go back to Heishan Town to eat something, I'm starving to death."

It was night when they were arrested, and now it was mid-afternoon, Jiang Li stretched his waist and was about to leave, but suddenly felt that someone was pulling the hem of his clothes, and when he turned around, he saw a petite skeleton.

The little skull tilted his head, raised a slender sword and handed it to Jiang Li. It was the one that Jiang Li had brought casually for self-defense before. With a flash of his eyes, he pointed to himself: "Give it to me?"

The little skull couldn't speak, so he raised his sword vigorously, Jiang Li reached out to take the sword, and the little skull immediately ran into the cave with creaking creaks, but then lay down at the entrance of the cave and looked around.

Jiang Li was a little funny, hooked the corners of his lips, showing a wicked smile, Wan Fengge watched him draw his sword out of its sheath, and danced a sword flower at will, the little skeleton clapped his hands, turned and hid in the cave deep.

"It's not bad, 'Zhu Ting'? It's a strange name, but I like it." Jiang Li stroked the blade with his slender fingers, touching the engraved name again and again, as if he liked it very much.