The Life of Emperor Wu After His Seclusion

"Is it possible..." the sloppy old man said, suddenly closed his mouth, looked at the spiritual power floating in front of (身sh　n), frowned, lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

And Su Qiandao, who was lying on the ground, only felt that (身sh　n) had been hollowed out. Everything he had absorbed before disappeared completely. The anger in his eyes turned into incomparable panic in an instant. The power gained is completely gone.

"Uh...ah!!!"

Su Qiandao lay on the ground, his throat roared unwillingly, like the sound of a wild beast.

What kind of pain is it for a guy who is unscrupulous for his strength and loses the strength he has gained today? Su Qiandao collapsed in an instant now.

Lingge ignored Su Qiandao’s roar, and said lightly: "The human blood in Su Qiandao’s body is not small. It can be condensed only after hundreds of human races are gathered, and the means that can be used are only the ghosts. The technique did not expect to have the same effect on the human race, as well as the spirit of the ghost race in his body, and the things from the ghost race, he can also use it. It seems that the ghost race has made no little effort on him (身sh　n)."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man frowned directly, and the meaning of (killing sha) in his eyes was full.

He is not a fool, and naturally understands what Lingge's words mean. He thinks that Su Qiandao has these things in his body, and he should have gotten some chance encounters. After all, his cultivation level is so low, and he wants to contact the ghost clan. It's too whimsical, not to mention, all the ghost kings of the ghost race are in the holy way, how can they find such a low-powered guy.

It can be said that he didn't even think about it.

But after Lingge said this, he understood, what kind of chance encounter was this, it was all this guy colluding with the ghost clan, if he couldn't hear it so clearly, he had lived for so many years in vain.

"More than that, Su Qiandao these (日ri) sons came, but they often betrayed the (情qing) report of the human race, and even the ((性xing)xing) life of the siblings can be ignored and (killed sha). Die, and then hand over the blood to the ghost clan. I'm right, traitor." A sneer hung on the corner of Ling Ge's mouth. The last paragraph was for Su Qiandao to hear.

Su Qiandao, lying on the ground, had already been cold all over, (身sh　n) body was twitching unconsciously, and the sense of horror was obvious in his eyes. What he thought was a delicate and thoughtful thing (qingqing), this Shi Zai Lingge didn't hide anything at the innermost, and was directly spoken out.

"How did he know?! How did he know!!" Su Qiandao roared in his heart, with cold chills all over his body (body sh　n), the sight of the sloppy old man, at this time, looking at him was already full (杀sha ) Yi, an unprecedented sense of despair appeared in his mind.

"Oh, don't rush to (kill sha) him, let him admit it yourself." Lingge waved her hand, her tone was casual, and with a glance, the spiritual power suspended in front of (身sh　n) directly rushed into Su Qian Tao's body instantly penetrated Su Qiandao's body.

Su Qiandao felt that (body sh　n) was incomparably painful, like being bitten by ten thousand ants, the feeling of spiritual power expansion and he felt that it would even explode at any time, and the broken bones that surged from spiritual power were repaired. The intensity is extremely terrifying, leaving him in an extremely painful state (body sh　n), and Lingge does not intend to let him die easily.

After a full sound, Su Qiandao's (身sh　n) body slowly adapted, and the pain on (身sh　n) was still there, although the damage on his (身sh　n) was repaired, but, The pain would torture him to death, and he couldn't stop at all.

He slowly got up (身sh　n), (身sh　n) body was trembling, and he was a little unsteady while standing. He looked at Lingge and the sloppy old man, the hatred in his eyes burst out with endless resentment, and he wanted to swallow the two of them. (Kill sha) kill.

"You... took away what belongs to me, you **** it, you **** it!!!" Su Qiandao said this, his voice hoarse like a ghost from hell, eyes Blood-red, hideous and terrifying.

These things are all he has spent a lot of effort to get, can improve his strength, get what he desires, what's wrong? ! What's wrong? !

"Something that belongs to you? It can also be called...something that belongs to you?" Lingge chuckled as she listened. On the palm of her hand, a cloud of blood and a cloud of gray ghost suddenly appeared. gas.

Naturally, it was the two things that Su Qiandao had absorbed before, and these two things made his cultivation soar, and he reached the Wang Lun realm directly from the Spirit Profound Realm.

"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!" Su Qian saw it, his eyes suddenly burst into madness, ignoring the sharp pain on (身sh　n), rushed towards Lingge, opened his hands, wanting Put both things into your own hands.

He believes that these two things belong to him, why can't he get them? Why should it be taken away? !

"boom!"

Suddenly, the sloppy old man on the side gave a palm in the air, his palm strength was like a bolt of thunder, and his violent spiritual power directly bombarded Su Qiandao (身sh　n), and Su Qiandao's (身sh　n) body directly flew upside down and smashed into the big In the pit, in the big pit, Zhe went deeper again by half a foot.

"puff."

The blood from Su Qiandaokou was sprayed directly on the ground, staining large areas of soil red.

(身sh　n) The body is already trembling slightly, and there is still a madness in his eyes, and he rises again (身sh　n), his trembling legs seem to want to walk forward.

"evil creature!!!!!!!"

The sloppy old man suddenly yelled, and a giant palm of several tens of feet in the sky directly slapped Su Qiandao fiercely, as if to completely end Su Qiandao.

"Scatter."

Unexpectedly, Lingge suddenly whispered a word, and the tens of feet of giant palm in the sky instantly disappeared without a trace.

"What are you (gan)?!"

The sloppy old man shouted coldly at Lingge. The next second, his (身sh　n) body froze in place, looking at Lingge in disbelief.

Lingge’s indifferent eyes are now awe-inspiring, and it seems that one glance is enough to shock everything in the past. The majestic aura emerges from him (身sh　n), desolate and ancient, Lingge is like an ancient power, spanning A long river of time came to this world.

He stepped forward and appeared in front of Su Qiandao, blocking his way.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me! That is what belongs to me." Su Qiandao screamed madly at you.

"Things that belong to you, if you use everything to protect them, no one can take them away. The blood of the human race and the things of the ghost race are things that do not belong to you. What qualifications do you have to say that they belong to you?" Lingge looked at it. Su Qiandao smiled lightly.

身sh　n) is a human race, betrays the same race, and provides (qingqing) news for the enemy. Although I am not a good person, I will not do such a thing (qingqing), Su Qiandao, you (身sh　n) As a human race, don't you feel disgusted by this (情qing)?" Lingge continued, ignoring Su Qiandao's words.

"That book belongs to me! I got it with my own ability!!"

Su Qiandao roared.

"Su Qiandao, you should feel disdainful for yourself, born with the human race. You are not half ashamed, self-righteous, and psychologically distorted. You are the most stubborn guy I have ever met. You have an affair with the ghost race, really Are people blind?" Lingge continued indifferently.

"Who are you! Why are you blocking me!!!" Su Qiandao roared, his voice suddenly stopped.

"Who am I? I'm your father." Lingge retracted her finger, looked at Su Qiandao who was already fascinated, and smiled lightly.

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ps: The third thing is that there is no motivation, soon, I need the monthly pass to pulse back!

You can guess who painted it (insert cha)~