One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

"But I don't think he... doesn't look like a demon god." The first time I saw that man, I felt very peaceful. How could he look like a demon god?

Most of the demon gods recorded in the data are demonized, but the children of the big family know that there is no specific portrait of the demon god.

Someone motioned to the jade platform, "Then how did these people in Nanwu die?"

Everyone looked along, and the mummy outside was not damaged much, standing there at this moment, everyone looked horrified.

"Look." Someone suddenly exclaimed and pointed to the sky above the center of Yutai.

There is a golden light over there, gradually emerging like a firefly, gentle and quiet, without any danger.

"Is something wrong inside?"

"Do you want to go in?"

"The third elder didn't tell us, so we can't go in."

There are more and more golden rays of light, and the area is almost filled with golden rays of light, but there is still no movement.

Everyone did not dare to act rashly.

I don't know how long it took, someone saw some bloody thin lines appearing in midair, those thin lines were completed very quickly, and then a formation was lifted into the air, merging the bloody thin lines.

In the next second, the golden light floating in mid-air surged towards one place, and the golden light turned into beams of light. From a distance, the scene was extremely shocking.

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" A disciple asked hesitantly.

"The third elder..."

Everyone couldn't make up their minds for a while, until those golden lights disappeared and there was no movement inside, someone gritted their teeth, "Go in and have a look."

Everyone rushed into the center of the jade platform, and the first thing they saw were the elders who fell on the ground. In a short time, they didn't dare to recognize them.

This is... what happened! !

Why do they age so much?

But soon they discover it's not just old age, these people are dead.

"Third Elder!!" A disciple noticed the third elder who was still panting, "Third Elder, what happened?"

A magician immediately cast a few healing spells, but to the third elder, the healing spells were like sinking into the sea without any response.

"Return..." The third elder, like the others, was too old to look good, with gray hair and a haggard appearance, "God, the temple."

"Where is the demon god?" The disciple was excited, "Did he do it? Was it him!!"

The third elder stared wide-eyed: "Go back to... the temple!"

The disciples only reacted at this time, and arranged in a panic, "Quickly, quickly, notify the temple...be careful, be careful."

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Ling Qiong fell into a coma for a long time, and when she woke up at noon, the first thing she saw was Zen Jian who was tied up.

Zen Jian was unconscious, with her head drooping, and was tied to the stone opposite her.

Then came the puppet, sitting on the ground and counting stones, playing vigorously.

Ling Qiong sat up propped on the ground, feeling pain all over her body, took a breath, and asked, "Where's your master?"

Puppet: "Oh?"

Lingqiong: "..." How did the cub communicate with it? Is this something people can understand?

The puppet stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly got up, walked in front of her, sat down, took her hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ling Qiong: "!!!"

Lingqiong found that the puppet liked to gnaw on her.

...It doesn't like to gnaw on people, but it just likes to gnaw on her. It walked all the way before, and it didn't pay any attention to Zen views, so it liked to catch her and gnaw on her.

Is Dad more fragrant?

Or is dad easier to bully?

Ling Qiong withdrew her hand in disgust, "Go to your master and tell me I'm awake."

"Wow!"

The puppet turned its back and ignored her.

"..."

Ling Qiong stretched out her hand to hug it, the puppet struggled, but didn't struggle away, and turned to stare at her.

The puppet was about as heavy as a baby, and Lingqiong held it in her arms, "Are you going to cry? Will there be anything else?"

"Awwhhh!!"

Ling Qiong sighed, "You are a fool."

The puppet's tone was much more intense: "Wow!!"

"do not you?"

"Wow!"

"You are."

"Awwhhh!!"

One person and one puppet, language barriers do not hinder communication, each speaks in his own way.

This is what Chi Shuxing saw when he came back. He stood at the entrance, watched quietly for a few seconds, then stepped in and lifted the puppet from Lingqiong's hand.

The puppet was as motionless as a chick.

Chi Shuxing unfolded the leaf in his hand and held it in front of Ling Qiong, "Eat something."

The leaf was covered with vermilion fruit, which looked very appetizing. Ling Qiong twisted one, "How long have I been asleep?"

"one night."

Ling Qiong silently took a bite of the vermilion fruit, the sweet and sour taste spread on the tip of her tongue, it was delicious.

"Are we still in Nanwu?"

"Yeah." Chi Shuxing watched her eat: "How does your body feel?"

"It hurts." Ling Qiong would not wrong herself, she would act coquettishly when she should be coquettish, "The ground is so hard, it hurts me even more."

"..." Chi Shuxing stood up, carefully picked her up, and let her sit on him, wrapping her around her body.

Ling Qiong nestled comfortably in his arms, directly opening her small mouth to wait for feeding.

Chi Shuxing picked Zhu Guo to feed her, "What spell did you use before?"

Why can those powers of faith be absorbed into his body?

"I saw it in a book." Lingqiong babbled casually, "I didn't expect it to be really useful."

After finishing speaking, the little girl triumphantly claimed the credit again, "I'm good."

"Excellent." Chi Shuxing fed Zhu Guo into her mouth, pressed her lips lightly with his fingertips, and said in a somewhat stern tone, "But your body cannot withstand such severe torture."

Ling Qiong's mouth was pressed down, unable to speak, she sucked Chi Shuxing's fingertips maliciously. Chi Shuxing was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand, looking at the person in his arms from the corner of his eye.

There was a bit of cunning in the little girl's eyes, and when she met his gaze, she withdrew her expression, full of innocence.

"I can stand it." Lingqiong hooked his neck, leaned in front of him, and said a few words in a low voice.

"Miss Yu!" Chi Shuxing's voice raised a lot, she was talking about something!

Ling Qiong covered her mouth, indicating that she would not speak.

"Show me your dagger." Chi Shuxing changed the subject.

"oh."

Ling Qiong turned out the dagger and gave it to him.

When Chi Shuxing saw the word "Fengchun" on the dagger, he didn't know what to think of. He was a little lost in thought, and he came back to his senses after a while, "Who gave you this dagger?"

Ling Qiong thought for a moment, "It's been on me since I can remember."

The original owner's dagger has indeed been on her since she can remember. According to the original owner's parents, it was caught when she was one year old.

As for where the sword came from, the parents never told the original owner.

"You know this dagger?"

"I know." Chi Shuxing returned the dagger to her, "Keep it safe, one day, maybe you will use it."

"do what?"

Chi Shuxing said vaguely: "You will know when the time comes."

Ling Qiong: "..." When will it be?

Ling Qiong turned her mind around, staring at him with burning eyes, "You're not going to tell me what's going on?" What's going on with those powers of faith? What does it have to do with him?

——Every krypton is empty——

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