Cihang Pudu wanted to cry without tears, and there were a million words in his heart: Fuck.

I want to say that this is all a misunderstanding.

But because of Jiang Que's peaceful eyes, he couldn't say anything. Maybe he was really scared, or maybe he had other ideas.

But Jiang Que didn't care about him so much.

A faint smile said: "I've also heard of your name, Cihang Pudu. It is a centipede who has mastered the Taoism and inherited Buddhism. It was originally used by the kingdom of the human dynasty to transform the Buddha's power. This is nothing.

But you shouldn't do it forever, doing harm to people everywhere. "

"..." Cihang Pudu really wanted to say something at this moment, "Uncle, it's your shit, your old man just stays in Lanruo Temple, why do you want to be so generous?"

He just didn't understand.

I was also anxious.

But after seeing Jiang Que's smiley eyes, he unconsciously showed a wry smile, "It's over, I can't run away this time."

Jiang Que did not intend to let the centipede spirit Cihang Pudu go.

Anyway, he is also a guy who has practiced for thousands of years, but it is a good thing for him, maybe it has great benefits.

No, it is good for the evil sword.

If he absorbs the essence of his flesh and blood and his cultivation mana, I am afraid that the evil sword will evolve.

Previously, I couldn't get the essence, it was because the energy consumed was not enough, a tree demon who had practiced for thousands of years, plus a centipede essence was almost enough.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, revealing a weird look.

Regardless of how pitiful the centipede is, he said directly: "Now you have a way to choose, then it will become the nourishment for this sword of this seat."

Can I not choose?

Damn it!

Although big men can bend and stretch, they can be hard and soft.

But I was still upset.

Cihang Pudu looked at Jiang Que with a sullen expression, "Senior, you are an accomplished expert. I'm just an unscrupulous little demon. I also hope that Senior will let me go. This is also because of Lanruo Temple. The old Black Mountain demon is forced, otherwise he will not dare to give the younger generation a thousand guts."

He concealed the resentment in his eyes well, and acted like a weak one.

People who don't know might think that this is not a great demon who has practiced for thousands of years, but a funny comparison in the cultivation world.

"It's the old Black Mountain demon again." Jiang Que frowned slightly and groaned, "Although you came here because of him, you have offended this seat, but..."

Upon hearing that there was a turning point, Cihang Pudu raised his mind again.

There was a panic in my heart.

He is scared.

Now he is a mermaid, and he can be slaughtered.

Even if he doesn't want to admit counsel, there is no way. The man can stretch and bend, "Moreover, I am a demon, not a human."

No pressure on my mind.

"Senior, everything is a misunderstanding, it's the fault of the old Black Mountain demon. If it weren't for him, so many things would have happened." No matter who is right or wrong, at this time the responsibility is shifted to the old Black Mountain monster. correct.

If you can separate the relationship, you can separate the relationship.

As long as he is still alive, everything is possible.

As for the rest, take it slow.

Who knows that Jiang Que smiled slightly and said, "Actually, are you sent by the old Black Mountain demon? Whether you offend me or not is not important.

The reason why you really killed you is just because you have done a lot of evil. I want to cast down demons and slayer demons, so I happened to run into you again, that's all!

If you want to blame, you can only blame your bad luck. "

Cihang Pudu: "..."

Damn it!

How unlucky it is to come across.

When you come to Lanruo Temple, doesn't it mean you hit the gun?

Suddenly the old face turned black.

"Senior, it's all a misunderstanding." Cihang Pudu had a nose and tears. If it weren't **** by the immortal rope, he might wipe it on Jiang Que's pants.

"It's fine if you are happy." Jiang Que said lightly: "As you understand, the final solution is inevitable."

"..."

As a result, he just confessed and confessed his mistakes and was useless, and immediately cursed, "Boy, I can warn you, that old Black Mountain demon is a great monster. If you dare to move me, he will definitely come. Kill you."

It's right to move the Black Mountain old monster out.

Whether it is to attract hatred or shirk responsibility, it is the best choice.

He is not a dog, but a hideous and ugly centipede, incomparable to some husky enlightened goblins.

So after becoming angry, I thought of this method, which may be feasible.

As long as you can fool the scholar in front of you, it is best to find a way to survive. When the time comes, he will ignore you.

It is a pity that Jiang Que is not that easy to fool.

Regardless of whether there is a strange treasure, the aura of a person is true. To some extent, the aura represents the realm of cultivation and represents strength.

Only those who are truly powerful can feel the sense of collapse like a huge mountain.

If it weren't for the end of the road and the end of the mountains and rivers, Cihang Pudu would definitely turn around and flee without any delay.

The outside world is too threatening.

Society is very realistic and very skinny.

It's terrible. To go home, even if it is a house is good, at least it is safe.

"Little centipede, you are afraid that you want to go wrong." Jiang Que said proudly: "It's just a mere black mountain demon, I don't care about it yet.

Regardless of whether he died or not, at least you have no chance to see it. "

"What do you mean?" Cihang Pudu asked.

Raising his brows, Jiang Que said in his heart: "What do you mean, do you have no points in your heart?"

It's impossible to treat him as a fool.

If it is easy to be fooled, someone from Jiang Yejiang was fooled and lame in his early years, and he would not come to the world of Liao Zhai.

Of course, Cihang Pudu didn't know these things.

He is thinking about finding some more reasons to prevaricate, even if it is to delay time.

But when he thought about it like this, Jiang Que suddenly smiled sullenly, "Come on, dog, it doesn't hurt~lightnovelpub.net~ Let's do business."

Cihang Pudu suddenly felt his **** tighten, his face changed and changed.

The secret road made a bad sound.

Sure enough, before he was ready, he felt a pain in his body.

Before he even had time to scream and make his last words, he felt a huge suction force from his back.

Turning his head and looking, a scarlet long sword was stuck in it.

Wait, isn't this sword owned by the great demon Jiang Que.

Why is there such a strong attraction on my back?

Before he could understand what was going on, he felt the essence, qi and flesh in his body, as well as the mana he had cultivated for thousands of years, and even the Buddha power he worked so hard to transform into a small piece. The stream rushed towards the long sword on the back.

Look at it like that, there is a tendency to clean up.

He can't even control it, and he doesn't listen to those things anymore.

Since he was bound by the immortal rope and couldn't move, he had a little bit in his heart, and this kind of thing would definitely happen.

But when it really came, I still felt a little unhappy.

Jiang Que looked at the scarlet long sword inserted on the back of Cihang Pudu with satisfaction and muttered to himself: "The momentum is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that this long sword will also evolve. Is it a second-order magic weapon?"

I just don't know when the immortal ropes will have a chance to evolve.

The evil sword is different. It can evolve by devouring the blood and mana energy of the great demon, but it cannot be tied to the fairy rope. There is an instinctive difference between the two.

But struggling is useless. How could Jiang Que let the cooked duck fly away.

With a sneer, "Be obediently as the nourishment for the evolution of my strange treasure evil sword, and it won't waste your thousands of years of cultivation."

Cihang Pudu: "..."

Compared with them, who is the evil devil?

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