Abandoned son to become god

Shen Qi was silent and pursed his lips, seeing from the corner of his eyes that Samsara seemed to want to say something more, he tilted his head and said, "Do you need me to remind you, this is a deal, if she gets what she wants, I will get what I want Yes, that's fair, isn't it?"

"Even at the cost of other people's lives?" Samsara Realm frowned and said, "Your heart shouldn't be so cold."

"Why?" Shen Qi asked strangely: "Because I saved Chen Huan from the giant spider's mouth?"

Samsara Jing didn't want to admit that he misjudged the person.

"Thank you so much for your love." Shen Qi smiled half a smile, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Samsara Jing frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zong Heng.

Zong Heng stepped forward and rubbed the melon seeds on Shen Qi's head a few times, and said, "Since you have got it, let's start practicing today."

Shen Qi clasped his hands in a bow, and said, "I would like to obey the master's order, and my apprentice will leave."

He turned around and left first, and almost bumped into a boulder on the way. Fortunately, Zong Heng paid attention to him, and pulled Shen Qi away with a trace of vitality, but he still staggered and fell to the ground. After a long time, he slowly got up and left the place through the magic circle. A rocky place.

The Samsara Realm sighed heavily and slowly: "If he acts like this, one day he will cause a catastrophe. When that happens, how will you deal with yourself, Pavilion Master?"

Zong Heng didn't speak, but quietly looked at the figure who seemed to be running away, and was slowly shrouded in the cold moonlight, and hid himself.

Endless darkness surged continuously from all directions.

Shen Qi felt that he had been running for a long time, the broken tree trunk scratched his face, and the thorns blocking the way caused many wounds on his body.

As time went by, dense pain gathered like a monstrous sea wave and submerged him, forcing him to stop, panting heavily with his palms on his knees, trying to relieve the pain like suffocation.

But his chest seemed to be stuffed with cotton, unable to swallow, unable to disperse, he could only choke there, and the uncomfortable tears rushed down.

"Abandoned."

Shen Qi was taken aback by the sudden voice, tensed his body and quickly wiped away his tears, then turned his head and said: "Master, it's late at night, why don't you rest?"

Zong Heng wore a thin white shirt with bamboo patterns, and the jade hairpin was tied up in a high bun. The black hair on his temples swayed slowly as he walked, and accompanied by the moonlight, there were circles of cold ripples.

His eyes were indifferent, and he said as usual: "I saw that you didn't return for a long time, so I came to look for you."

Shen Qi clenched his fists tightly, and said with a stubborn face: "Master is worried, everything is fine, master, let's go back to rest earlier."

A trace of surprise flashed across Zong Heng's eyes, this was the first time Shen Qi resisted his appearance so much.

For a moment, Zong Heng was a little at a loss.

The silence, as if frozen by ice and snow, spread silently between the two of them.

At the same time, a strange bloody smell also began to mix in it.

Zong Heng looked at the child who was only around his waist, and suddenly felt that he had been treating this child too harshly all this time, so he raised him.

Zong Heng sighed slowly, just about to say something.

Then Shen Qi said: "Master, it's my disciple's fault, and my disciple made you difficult again."

Zong Heng was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, the smell of blood became stronger, and he frowned slightly.

Shen Qi continued: "But master, I can't hide behind you all the time, I also want to protect the people I cherish, so no matter who's bones are stepped on, no matter how much blood is on my hands, I will go forward. "

He raised his head suddenly, and Zong Heng suddenly met those bloody eyes that were full of blood.