The priests who were kneeling below, Han Dongri and other adopted sons and daughters, as well as Che Taimin, Sima Boyong and others stood up one after another. They looked up at the main god sitting in the main hall, their eyes full of piety.
and awe, not daring to have any different thoughts or ideas.
Through the two eye holes of the masked Lord God, you can clearly see the sharp eyes of this mysterious Lord God of the Heavenly Eyes Sect. They are falling on Wan Yunting, who is standing straight below, and his deep voice sounds again:
"Yes, there are some shadows of him!"
These words made Wan Yunting raise his eyebrows, wondering who the "he" in the Lord God's mouth was referring to?
Han Dongri, Hei Yan, Qian Qian, Disha and others turned their heads and looked directly at Wan Yunting...
The Lord God spoke again and said to Wan Yunting: "Come under my sect!"
These words caused Sima Boyong, who was standing aside, to change his face. He looked at Wan Yunting with his triangular eyes in astonishment. He immediately reacted and stood up and bowed to the Lord God and said, "Master God, you must not do this!"
Originally, Wan Yunting was stunned when he heard the words of the Lord God. He never expected that the Lord God of the Tianyan Lord God Sect would suddenly call him over tonight and actually want to make him submit to his sect!
Sima Boyong was anxious and said: "This Wan Yunting has been fighting against our Heavenly Eye Lord God. The Lord God must not allow him to submit to our church."
"presumptuous!"
Without waiting for the main god to speak, the priest next to him turned his head, scolded Sima Boyong in a cold voice, and said angrily: "How dare you disobey the main god's words?"
thump…
"Don't dare..."
These words frightened Sima Boyong so much that he knelt down quickly, his whole body pressed to the floor, and said tremblingly: "I will never dare to disobey the Lord God, but I have dealt with this Wan Yunting and know that he is
You will never truly surrender to our Heavenly Eye Lord God Sect."
Wan Yunting, who had reacted at this moment, looked sideways at Sima Boyong who was lying on the ground. He couldn't imagine that this once famous figure in the Chinese medicine community in the capital of China would lie on the ground like an old dog, and his tone
Speak tremblingly.
It is also difficult to see what kind of existence the main god above is in the hearts of Sima Boyong and others!
Wan Yunting looked at the main god sitting on it and said with a smile: "I heard Sima Boyong tell you about your deeds, and I know that your purpose is to get the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!"
"So, is it because of this that you want me to submit to your Heavenly Eye Lord God Cult?"
The masked Lord God's sharp and peaceful eyes fell on Wan Yunting, he nodded slowly, and his low voice echoed: "Well, I summoned you in person because of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.
I let you submit to the Heavenly Eye Lord Divine Sect because I admire you!"
"If you want, you can become my adopted son!"
Now the face of Sima Boyong who was kneeling next to him changed completely, and Che Taimin's eyes looking at Wan Yunting also became complicated.
You must know that not everyone is qualified to be the adopted son of the Lord God. Even when he begged on his knees, he could not be appreciated by the Lord God, and in the end he could only become a right leader.
Unexpectedly, now, the main god would take the initiative to make Wan Yunting his adopted son. This shows that the main god of the Tianyan Cult really appreciates Wan Yunting!
"Father, I don't have this hobby!"
Wan Yunting shook his head and said with a smile.
These words made Han Dongri's eyes stern and he said: "Boy, don't be ignorant. The Lord God wants you to be an adopted son. It is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lives. You should cherish it."
"Gee, wouldn't it be nice to be my junior brother?"
Hei Yan also cast a few flirtatious glances at Wan Yunting, and chuckled: "As long as you become my little junior brother, senior sister, I will warm your bed every day."
Wan Yunting smiled at the corners of his mouth and was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He looked up at the main god sitting on top. He seemed to understand that their purpose was to get the thirteen stitches of the ghost gate. At the same time, he was still trying to conquer himself and do things for their Tianyan main god sect.
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"What if I refuse?"
Wan Yunting stared at the main god above and smiled.
"reject?"
Han Dongri looked at Wan Yunting playfully and said with a smile: "Then you won't be able to get out of this door tonight!"
"Lord God, he will not submit to us."
Sima Boyong raised his head and said to the Lord God: "It is better to arrest him and imprison him, and slowly force him to confess the thirteen needles of the underworld."
Seeing Sima Boyong's eagerness to die, Wan Yunting smiled and said, "Sima Boyong, how do you know that I won't join your Heavenly Eye Lord Sect?"
These words made Sima Boyong turn his head and look at Wan Yunting with his old eyes in shock. His heart skipped a beat and he said angrily: "Wan Yunting, what on earth do you mean?"
Wan Yunting smiled, ignored him, and said to the Lord God above: "I am afraid of death, and my family and several girlfriends are waiting for me to return at home, so I can only agree to your condition.
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"Gee, he who knows the current affairs is a hero."
Hei Yan looked at Wan Yunting and said with a sinister smile: "Although I know that you don't really surrender to our Heavenly Eye Lord Divine Sect, it doesn't matter. From now on, my sister will warm your bed, so you can rest assured."
Sima Boyong became anxious and said quickly to the Lord God: "Lord God, you must not do it. He will never truly surrender to us. Moreover, this kid is very cunning. He only wants to delay time by agreeing now. He will definitely think
There is a way to escape."
"So Lord God, we'd better arrest him and imprison him first, and then slowly force him to undergo thirteen injections before killing him. We can't leave any trouble in the future!"
"Haha, Leader Zuo, you think too highly of this kid, don't you?"
The feminine Fengxian looked at Sima Boyong and said with a smile: "This is the headquarters of our Heavenly Eye Lord Sect, and there are thousands of believers outside. Do you think this kid can escape?"
Che Taimin stood up and said: "Young Master Fengxian is right, this is Country H, not China!"
Wan Yunting shrugged and smiled helplessly: "If you are really worried, then lock me up. As long as you don't kill me, how about that?"
The tall and fierce-looking Disha snorted coldly: "You are so afraid of death that you are not worthy of being your adoptive father's adopted son!"
Wan Yunting turned his face, raised his head and squinted at him, and smiled nonchalantly: "Yes, I'm afraid of death, so I'd better not be an adopted son. I'll submit to your Heavenly Eye Lord God Sect and help you run errands in China from now on. How about that?"
Han Dongri smiled and said, "It seems you think clearly!"
Wan Yunting spread his hands, shrugged and said with a smile: "Isn't that the purpose of asking me to submit?"
"alright."
The Lord God's low voice echoed and said: "Wan Yunting, you are originally a member of our Heavenly Eye Lord God Sect. No matter whether you are opposed or sincere, you cannot escape this relationship, because the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate that you know are me.
The magic acupuncture technique taught!”
"I accept you as my adopted son, naturally for the Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate. When you decide when to present the acupuncture technique, you can go back to China!"
In the view of the main god of the Tianyan Cult, Wan Yunting is actually here and is already in his pocket. He can't run away if he wants to. Therefore, he only needs to offer the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, and he will naturally
Let him live.
Of course, the main god also appreciates Wan Yunting's personal martial arts talent, so it would be a good choice to become his disciple.
Wan Yunting narrowed his eyes, faced the main god sitting on top, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "It's not impossible for me to join you sincerely, but I have a condition!"
As soon as these words came out, Han Dongri glanced at Wan Yunting with dissatisfaction and said: "Boy, please understand your current situation. Do you think you have any other choice?"
Wan Yunting turned to look at him sideways, with a sneer on his lips: "Yes, is it the worst possible death?
But your Lord God will not be able to obtain the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!"
These words made Han Dongri's sharp eyes turn cold, and he looked directly at Wan Yunting. Hei Yan beside him asked with interest: "Tell me, what conditions do you want?"
Wan Yunting glanced at her, then looked back at the Lord God sitting above. Then he pointed his big finger at Sima Boyong who was standing next to him, with a sinister smile on his lips: "It's very simple. I want to kill everyone in the Sima family. I, Wan Yunting,
Ting swears to the death to join your Heavenly Eye Lord Cult!"
As soon as Sima Boyong heard what he said, his old face twisted with anger. He glared at Wan Yunting with his ruthless triangular eyes and shouted sternly: "Wan Yunting, I know you are not well-intentioned and dare to propose this condition to the Lord God. What do you think?"
Will the old man agree to it?"
For a moment, everyone present looked at the main god who was sitting upright, wearing a mask whose face could not be seen clearly. Only the two eyeholes in the mask revealed a sharp gaze, which fell on Sima Boyong!
In an instant, he felt the unusual gaze of the Lord God, which made Sima Boyong's heart suddenly twitch. Before he could make a sound, the priest on the side suddenly stretched out his old hand and pinched him.
Sima Boyong’s neck…
Click!
With the sound of bones breaking, Sima Boyong's head tilted, and his small triangular eyes stared wide, as if he could not understand until his death that the Lord God actually agreed to Wan Yunting's condition and chose to kill himself...
thump…
As the veteran priest with terrifying martial arts skills loosened his grip, Sima Boyong's lifeless body fell weakly to the ground. Only then did Wan Yunting next to him recover from the shock, his eyes became complicated, and he felt very sad.
Shocked, he did not expect that this Lord God would really agree to his terms and choose to kill Sima Boyong...
"grandfather…!"
Seeing this, Sima Xuanyu from outside rushed in with a loud scream of fright and anger. Immediately, the tall and powerful Disha stepped forward to meet Sima Xuanyu. He waved his fist as big as a sandbag and punched the powerful and rational person.
Sima Xuanyu rushed over and swept his head...
Bang!
The huge fist hit Sima Xuanyu hard on the left cheek. You can clearly see that his face was deformed, his teeth were spit out, and his left eyeball was exploded by the huge force...
I saw Sima Xuanyu's whole body flying up, as if he was violently hit by a heavy truck. The whole person flew directly out of the hall door, and then the sound of his body falling to the ground was heard. After rolling several times on the ground, Sima Xuanyu
Xuanyu's body fell limply to the ground and began to twitch violently...
His left cheek was sunken, his left eyeball popped out, and the only intact right eyeball showed an endless fear of death. Gradually, his pupils dilated, and his twitching body stopped...
Wan Yunting frowned tightly, looking at the body of Sima Boyong next to him and the body of his grandson Sima Xuanyu outside, and remained silent for a long time...