Qing Huan frowned slightly as he looked at the scene in front of him. He knew that this holy son was too unkind and his methods were extremely cruel, so he was able to build such an iron-blooded palace. Everyone was scared to the core.
Even what you say and do, you have to be careful and consider over and over again, for fear that if you make any mistake and you will be punished, you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
After a few breaths, the Holy Son spoke again, his voice so cold and silent that he seemed to have no trace of humanity: "Get down!"
Before Bai Ling could get up to thank him, another piece of paper fell lightly on Bai Ling's head: "Catch this man back!"
His tone was light and airy, as if he was just saying it casually, but when he saw the word "Li Gu" on the paper, it hit Qing Huan's heart like a heavy hammer.
Hearing this sentence, it was not difficult for Qing Huan to guess that the Holy Son was on the opposite side of "Li Gu". As for who the woman in the conversation between the two was, Qing Huan had two candidates for the time being, and they were not from his family.
Cheng Xiaoyan is that Lan Wenqian. Anyway, these two people didn't run away.
What exactly is this place? Who is this Holy Son?
Qing Huan followed this man this day, but he kept asking this question in his mind. This man's methods were so bloody and cruel that even he, who had a strong endurance, couldn't stand it, and he was still slightly disgusted by these pictures.
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A long time ago, he imagined in his mind what kind of person he would become in the future. The person in front of him was exactly the same as what he thought at that time. However, he did not expect that when this day came and saw these scenes, it would be the person in his own heart.
First of all, I didn’t get used to it.
Qing Huan was stunned, recalling all the details of the days after escaping from that dark place, Qing Huan's heart gradually warmed up, he already had a bottom line to stick to, and these methods were too much for him.
Qing Huan's eyes turned cold, her feet moved slightly, and she continued walking with the Holy Son. Seeing that everyone was staying outside and no one dared to go in, Qing Huan paused and followed him in.
It should be the Holy Son's dormitory inside. The man took off his clothes and walked towards the steaming pool. Unexpectedly, only halfway there, several fluffy and soft tails appeared on the man's back.
Staring blankly at the tails dangling slightly behind the man, Qing Huan really couldn't come to her senses. What on earth is this guy?
Then I saw the man sinking into the water, his face looking ferocious for a while, and then wisps of black smoke came out of the water.
This is???
Qing Huan transferred the dragon energy in her dantian, pinched a spell with her fingertips, closed her eyes slightly and then opened them again——
The man's body was glowing with a bloodthirsty red light, and the thick floating black mist almost surrounded the man's entire body, which looked extremely terrifying.
Qing Huan was stunned for a moment. The spells in his hands gradually disappeared, and the strange scene in his eyes slowly faded away, leaving only the painful and ferocious look on the man's face. However, even though he was in such pain, the man sank into the water without saying a word.
More and more black smoke came out of the water, making the man's terrifying face look like a ghost. The fluffy tails floating on the man's back were not to be left alone, and slapped the water surface with "crackling" sounds. Their movements were weak, but they were probably real.
It hurts terribly.
Qing Huan thought for a moment, then stepped forward. A small golden lotus flower formed on her fingertips. With a flick of her fingertips, the little lotus flower spun towards the man. Qing Huan originally just wanted to give it a try, but it was a dead end.
I didn’t expect the live horse doctor to be really useful.
The moment the little golden lotus was stained with black smoke, it seemed as if it had met an opponent. It was silent for a moment, and the next moment it was like an exploding water splash, and golden light shot out in all directions with a "bang".
However, although this method is effective, it seems to be a form of torture for the man in the water. His body explodes with "crackling", and bright blood drops instantly ooze from his body, and even two thin cuts are cut on his face.
The scars looked terrible.
Then the man's face turned pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof" sound, and he fell backwards into the pool.
Qing Huan: "..."
The dragon energy gathered in his hand, he stretched out his hand towards the man, fished it out, threw it again, and sent the man into the soft couch where he stood quietly next to him. Several tails on his back also hung down softly, as if they had lost their lives.
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Qing Huan pinched the magic weapon again and looked at it. The red light on the man's body dimmed, and the black smoke on his body was reduced a lot. His condition looked much better, but Qing Huan still frowned. He
Let's just say that I always feel like something is wrong. Looking at the man's appearance, he is probably not far away from being controlled by demonic energy and bloodthirsty emotions.
He's almost possessed? What's going on?
The main reason is that the demonic energy in the man's body is really abnormal, as if he has been assassinated by something.
Thinking of this, Qing Huan used dragon energy to push aside the man's body and set aside the tails... three, four, five, there were actually five tails?
Among the demon clans of the North and South Continent, the great demon of the Fox Clan is not outstanding. There is no one who can take action. Even those with two tails and three tails are extremely rare. However, this person has five tails. Who is this person? And looking at it
This person's familiar face moved Qing Huan a little in her heart. He and I should...shouldn't we be father and son?
Thinking of this, Qing Huan turned her head and looked at this person carefully. His eyebrows, eyes, nose, and tail were all the same, especially now that this person had closed his eyes and was lying down, it looked even more like him.
Qing Huan unconsciously raised his hand and touched his face. His face is still relatively young and he has not grown up yet. If he is given a few more years, Chuluo's appearance might really be the same as that of this person.
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However, I just thought about this matter casually, and did not think about it too seriously. After all, no matter who sees someone who looks exactly like me, he will feel a little strange in his heart, but no matter how many times it happens, there will be no more.
Moreover, Qing Huan didn't pay much attention to whether this man was his father, or whether he had any blood relationship with this man. He lived hard for more than ten years and lived in heaven for another year.
He no longer has too many extravagant demands for his parents and relatives. Now he just wants to find the little girl quickly and never let go of the little girl's hand.
"Well..."
He was thinking about everything, but before he could think of a reason, the man groaned softly, and it seemed that he was about to wake up.
The crow's green eyelashes trembled, and her thin eyelids were slightly opened, looking at the bright beams of the room, and her head was still a little dizzy after toasting, and she didn't know what night it was.
He pressed his fingers on his temples and rubbed them, feeling that his head was about to explode. He toasted and groaned softly, then he still held his head and struggled to sit up.