Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

Although he said he was Feng Ling's biological father, Feng Ling was indeed much older than Lang Xuesheng.

Feng Ling's eyes were filled with disappointment, and she looked at Lang Xuesheng, as if he was the father.

It was not born by herself, nor raised by herself, Feng Ling did have her own responsibility for growing up like this.

Lang Xuesheng didn't want to worry about how Meng Duckweed got Feng Ling out. Right now, he really wanted to set rules for his son.

After all, Lang Xuesheng died once before, and he is not afraid of dying again, only afraid that another change in the plan will affect his plan.

He couldn't bear to kill Meng Duckweed, nor could he have the heart to kill Feng Ling, after all, the relationship was not fake, nor was the blood.

The blade formed by the condensed magic energy flew out of his hand and hit Feng Ling directly.

Feng Ling drew the sky thunder in his hand, wrapped it around the blade, and threw it back at Lang Xuesheng, with such force that it even penetrated through the three houses in front and back, not to mention the dead flesh and blood, even the steel would be hard for the knife.

But Lang Xuesheng must be someone who is not good at martial arts, he tilted his head slightly, and dodged Feng Ling's blade, but the wind brought by the blade still slashed across his cheek.

The father and son looked at each other for an instant, and the relationship and the past seemed to disappear in an instant, and now it seemed that there was only mutual killing.

Lang Xue didn't move, and he used magic power in his hands, shaking the world.

The Lord of the Demon World, who had been annihilated in history a long time ago, slowly opened his eyes, and hit Feng Ling without stopping his palm. Feng Ling escaped by the wind and landed on one side.

Unable to hold back the palm strength, it actually broke through the range of Jian Xin Xin Continent, and hit the peaks of the snow-capped mountains with one palm.

Feng Ling smiled and looked up at Lang Xuesheng.

He can't beat Lang Xuesheng, even if he is only [-]% strong, he can't beat him, but he can provoke his father, make him use a unique move, and disturb the people on the Arctic Peak at this moment.

There is a willow slip on the Arctic Peak. Even if he eats again, he can realize that something is wrong, so he goes down the mountain to investigate and finds the trace of Jian Xin Continent.

As long as the people from the Arctic Peak are willing to come, they will be able to discover the unusual demonic energy on Jian Xin Continent.

In this way, Yue Qianqiu can be rescued.

Feng Ling's body is still growing, and her appearance has become more mature.

If he grows up, he'll burn out and die—

It cannot be so.

Feng Ling made a decisive decision, blocked the power in her body, and calmed the air around her. Then she grinned and said to Lang Xuesheng, "Father, you have been deceived."

His tone of voice was a perfect prelude, but Lang Xuesheng didn't express anything, he just looked at him indifferently.

"Yes, you are smart, as smart as your mother." Lang Xuesheng praised him a few words, and closed his eyes again.

Feng Ling didn't know why he was acting so tired.

Lang Xuesheng in his mother's mouth is a witty, brave, and righteous demon lord who has justice and common people in the world.

But why, when he saw his father, his father was decadent and withered?

Lang Xuesheng didn't take the next step, and tapped his fingers on the table, as if he was waiting for someone to come.

Feng Ling suddenly raised her head to look at his father, and asked speculatively, "You—— did it on purpose?"

Lang Xuesheng laughed and didn't answer.

Of course he did it on purpose, waiting for someone to rescue Yue Qianqiu.

He hates dream duckweed, but——

He also loves Meng Duckweed.

All creatures have selfish intentions, and he didn't want to bring Yue Qianqiu back to the Demon Realm to imprison him, leaving him with all his talents wasted in the backyard, lonely and lonely for the rest of his life.

However, if he doesn't kill him, he will not be able to justify the crimes he committed in his previous life. If he wants to return to the Demon Realm and rule the Demon Realm again, the matter of Meng Duckweed must also be resolved.

Either kill him or imprison him. For Lang Xuesheng, these two choices are not good.

Since he is a human being in this world, let him fulfill his responsibilities as a human being.

The people from the Arctic Peak will rescue him, and from then on, he and Yue Qianqiu will——

enemy?

Lang Xuesheng shook his head and thought: Not necessarily, the current situation in the demon world, maybe he has become an ally with the human world, he and Yue Qianqiu have the fate of master and apprentice in this life, maybe, the two can still have a meeting meet.

Liu Jian was teaching his disciples on the mountain when suddenly the mountain shook violently, and then an inexplicable devilish energy flooded the mountain faintly.

strangeness--

He frowned, wondering what the hell was going on.

At this moment, a stronger demonic energy surged up from the mountain stream.

Liu Jian was nervous. He suspected that the demon world had invaded again, and when he was about to go down the mountain to find out, the disciple stationed at the bottom of the mountain came to report.

"Master! A row of floating islands appeared at the source of Jianjiang River, full of devilish energy!"

When Liu Jian heard this, she didn't dare to delay for a moment, and called the newly recruited disciple Sui Xiaoming and other disciples to go down the mountain together, ready to find out.

Strange, why do floating islands appear in Jianjiangliu?

Here, the mountains are high and the water is fast, even small fish and shrimps can hardly survive, so how did the floating islands appear?

What's even weirder is that in addition to the first demonic energy of the floating island, there is also a spiritual energy that belongs to monks.

Thinking of the rumors in the world a few days ago that Yue Qianqiu, the master of Qingyan Peak, was captured alive by his undercover disciple in the devil world, Liu Jian became even more nervous.

Could Qianqiu be on the island?

His news has been cut off for several days, maybe he was captured by the devil from the devil world.

He had long felt that that disciple, Mu Chenxue, was dishonest. There were rumors in the rivers and lakes that he was an undercover agent from Qingyan Peak.

Qingyan Peak was infiltrated like dice, there were a lot of monsters, and it was normal for a demon to be undercover.

Thinking of this, Liu Jian clenched the Aurora Sword in his hand, and ran down the mountain at the fastest speed, hoping to find out the truth about the floating island below the mountain as soon as possible.

Seeing that the seal was broken, Li Xiao felt nervous.

His first thought was: His lord is so powerful, he smashed the seal that concealed the main body of Jianxin Continent with one palm, and his second thought was: he must make up the seal quickly, otherwise the people on the Arctic Peak will come down .

Just when he was about to make a move, Lang Xuesheng stopped him.

"My deity did it on purpose." He said: "Nowadays, the disaster facing the world is not the evil disaster, but the monster race among them. I don't want to be enemies with the human race, I want to sell their face and let them go back to Yue Qianqiu. Make peace with them."

Li Xiao was startled: "But our Demon Realm and the Human Realm are no longer at odds."

"That was 600 years ago. The aggression was a waste of money and harmed the people. This is a wrong thing. Apologizing to humans is the first step to unify the demons."

Li Xiao didn't understand: "Why do you say that?"

"Axi—" Lang Xuechang sighed and asked Li Xiao, "Where does the money for the war come from?"

"Exploiting the people."

Lang Xuesheng sneered and said, "If it's just about exploiting the people, that's fine. You can also abduct and sell the demon population in exchange for money for the war. The war 600 years ago would never have been so simple."

Li Xiao became interested. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that the demon in front of him was the object of his worship, and he also forgot the order of superiority and inferiority. He was like a scholar seeking knowledge, and asked Lang Xuesheng: "Why is it not easy?"

"It is never the people who benefit from the war. The demons have suffered countless casualties, but they have fattened the upper-level city lords. The human world could have had an absolute advantage over the enemy demon world. Why do you think the human world has been delayed for so long? Not only the demon race It is stirring the muddy waters, and the war stakeholders are delaying the war. I have fought wars for more than 100 years, and I am very clear." Lang Xuesheng's voice became more tired, and he continued: "It is impossible to rebuild the Tongtian Tower now. , it is impossible for me to start another war and make the people suffer.”

"What should the Lord do?"

"First unify the demon world and allocate resources. If the resources are bound to be insufficient, then trade with the human world on an equal footing to obtain survival resources. Before that, it's okay to sell the human race a little bit of face?"

"That one," Li Xiao scratched his head and asked Lang Xuesheng, "Do you want to have children?"

"Ah, this—" Lang Xuesheng laughed and said, "That's just my excuse to prevaricate you temporarily, so you don't want to kill Yue Qianqiu, I don't care if there are any descendants, if it doesn't work, just let Feng Ling work hard in the future .”

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The author has something to say:

The similarities between Lang Xuesheng and Mu Shenxue: run the train with their mouth full