Xuan Yao said: "Boss, I'm fine. Let me come out to protect you."
Hu Huahua said: "Mom, you are so heavy that I can't breathe."
Hu Nuan said: "That's right, Mom, your legs are so heavy, it makes me feel numb from the pressure."
This unfilial daughter! This unfilial son!
The scene was inappropriate, but Hu Qing still got angry: "Who am I using myself as a shield for?" She turned around and said, "Why do they seem to be okay?" Then asked Hu Nuan: "Don't you feel the pressure from above?"
Hu Nuan said: "I only feel that your legs seem fatter than before."
Fat. Fat. Fat.
Qiao Yu, who was on the other side of Hu Nuan, coughed heavily. What time has it been? Can you speak carefully?
Hu Qing was heartbroken and asked the silent Shui Xin: "What's going on?"
Shui Xin thought for a while: "Maybe it's because they don't have evil powers?"
"Oh my God." Hu Qing shouted, "Have I ever done something wrong? I'm a good person."
These words silenced everyone around him.
Hu Qing refused: "I killed people because those people deserved to be killed." What was her fault?
With her heart moving, she secretly communicated with Shui Xin: "We have merit."
Shui Xin: "Don't mention this. Do I care about you?"
Everyone can think of the monk's merits, but not Hu Qingyou.
Silk cloth said: "Yes, you have merit, so you shouldn't die. As long as you don't die, there is still hope for Xiaoli world."
Hu Qing twitched the corners of his lips, fearing that the Heaven above would see where he came from and would not count him as a member of the Xiaoli Realm. However, Shui Xin also had it, and so did other monks, so he would not be dead.
Asked Silk Bu: "How to transfer merit?"
Silk cloth doesn't even have to guess: "You can't give me warm treasures. The merits can only be used and cannot be transferred."
Hu Qing: "I want to use it on Hu Nuan."
Silk cloth: "I'm not Heavenly Dao, will it work if you tell me?"
Hu Qing: "You should reflect on why you are not as good as Tiandao."
Silk cloth: "." Isn't it normal for me to be inferior to Tiandao? No, how can I, a weapon spirit, compare with Tiandao? Ah, am I abnormal? It's all because I have an abnormal master.
Hu Qing coughed for a while, and Hu Nuan was worried: "Mom, does your throat hurt?"
Shui Xin said: "It should be that the higher the cultivation level, the greater the suppression. Xiaonuan, have you done anything bad?"
Hu Nuan was immediately alert: "Don't lie to me, I didn't do anything bad."
Qiao Yu said: "I have seen it, and it is true that the foundation disciples are in the best condition. My master's place is more suppressed than ours. The Mahayana ancestor's place -"
"Oh my god, I forgot about my dad." Hu Qing exclaimed: "Dad, dad?"
Qiao Yu: "."
Chi Ming replied: "Take care of yourself."
"Dad, come over here -"
Ka-boom-
A sheet of white light poured out and fell on everyone. Immediately, screams of agony rang out everywhere, and were drowned in the deafening thunder.
A dragon and a python were connected head to tail, their bodies undulating and intersecting, protecting dozens of people with Hu Qing as the center.
Thunder Dragon and Bai Qi jumped out of their Dantian at the critical moment to instinctively protect their master.
After a wave of white light, both people and spirits trembled.
Hu Qing raised his head, but without moving, he ordered in his mind: Thunder Dragon, take your claws away from my head.
The claws that were not fully formed moved away, Hu Qing raised his head and called: "Is everyone okay?"
The children who were suppressed were the first to answer: "It's okay, it's all okay."
Hu Nuan said: "Mom, my butt hurts."
Hu Qing subconsciously touched her butt with his right hand and rubbed it a few times. No skin was broken or bleeding, and the clothes outside were in good condition.
Hu Huahua said: "Mom, I'm a little hot."
Hu Qingxin said, "You're not a little hot, you're very hot, hotter than a warm baby. It made my belly feel hot."
Hu Huahua ducked out: "Let me come out and let me breathe."
He got into the space where Hu Qing and Hu Nuan were next to each other and twisted a few times to make themselves comfortable, just like they did when they were children.
Hu Nuan and Jin Xin kept shouting and greetings, but nothing happened.
Hu Qing called Xuan Yao.
Xuan Yao turned himself into a black ball the moment the electric light touched him. He is a demon spirit and is most afraid of thunder. At this moment, he was so frightened that he was autistic and unable to respond.
Fortunately, Hu Qing sensed that he had no other injuries except being frightened, so he stuffed more stuff inside.
Hu Qing asked Shuanghua and the others, and they all said they were fine, but Hu Qing heard the sound of their breathing, which seemed to be injured.
Shui Xin said: "It is indeed a liquidation of evil forces."
Hu Qing sniffed: "You were hacked, and there is the smell of burnt meat on your back."
Shui Xin said nothing.
Hu Qing felt that he was looking at her, thought for a moment and said, "You are right."
Shui Xin smiled: "But I was struck by lightning."
Hu Qing said: "Then you are still too kind."
This time Shui Xin laughed out loud: "If those monks hear it, they will only think that you are complicit and say that I led you astray."
Hu Qing shook his head: "I can't explain the truth clearly. Isn't it because they did something unforgivable in the law of heaven that you sent them retribution? You acted on behalf of heaven -"
"It's not that high. I just think that if they can kill others at will, then others can kill them at will. Waiting for God's punishment - God will be too busy."
Hu Qing agreed: "Yes, retaliation for retribution. God is busy and you help, so I will reward you." Otherwise, I will give you merit, and the superiors will recognize your contribution.
so--
"Why do I still want to chop you?"
Shui Xin said: "Maybe I'm very angry, so warn me."
Hu Qing thought to himself, God is quite considerate.
Shui Xin said: "Are you okay?"
Hu chuckled: "What's wrong with me? I'm fine."
She wasn't scorched.
Shui Xin said: "Your head is bleeding and you don't feel it?"
Hu Qing was startled, and touched it up. She opened her eyes wide behind Samesha's head, and damn, there was really blood. She touched it again, and found that the wound was clogged, and not much blood flowed. Moreover, she didn't feel any pain.
.
The dull smile was from Shui Xin: "You are not a good person."
Hu Qing opened her mouth and thought of the people she had killed in the apocalypse. Many of them were cursed by God to kill her. Some were cursed by the people she killed, and some were cursed by the so-called relatives and friends of the dead. But she had
What's wrong? The whole world has become a survival game. Laws and morals have been wiped out. There is only life and death. How can we talk about right and wrong?
She looked up, and the snow-white light was so clean, without any trace of darkness.
I'm not wrong, she thought to herself.
The lightning that resisted sin once again flooded all living beings. Hu Qing put his forehead on the ground and his fingers twitched: I am not wrong.
The blood flowed to her neck. She raised her head and heard Hu Nuan say her butt hurt again, so he raised his hand to rub it for her.
Another thunder and lightning flashed, and the smell of burnt meat floated from Hu Qing's back. Hu Nuan still felt pain in her butt.
Hu Qing simply kneaded her without stopping, and vaguely remembered that Hu Nuan was struck by lightning when she was a child, and was struck by lightning on her buttocks, leaving a mark of thunder. I don't know if it has disappeared or if the girl is older.
Showed it to her.
There was a creaking sound coming from Baiqi's body, and Hu Qing felt the changes happening inside Baiqi, so he didn't put it away.
Thunder Dragon seems to enjoy the baptism of thunder. Compared with Baiqi and Hu Qing, who have killed many people, Thunder Dragon only appears at important moments and kills all evil people. Its breath is very clean and cannot be judged by evil thunder.
It, on the contrary, can use the power of lightning to improve itself. After experiencing three rounds of lightning strikes, the light scales on its body became radiant.
