Killing God

Chapter One Hundred Forty Eight

Shen Shi hesitated for a while in his heart, and decided that it was better not to talk about it first. In addition to avoiding the inexplicable irritation of Huang Ming, he also saw that Huang Ming at this moment was rare in great joy. , If you think of him being trapped under this dark and dark demon clan underground palace for some reason, it might be his happiest moment in thousands of years.

Thinking of this, Shen Shi really couldn't bear to ruin Huang Ming's mood. Although he really had to say it, he didn't know much about the Demon Pillar Array in that town. He had stayed with the Six Sages of the Four Famous Sects for so many years. Compared with the Wanshi Foundation, the Qinglong Mountain Range is much more low-key, and it has always been managed by the mysterious and powerful organization of the Shenxianhui. Is it really from Yuan Wentian’s handwriting? There are just some rumors. That's it.

And at the moment, Shen Shi still has another more important thing in mind. After seeing Huang Ming's mood, he coughed, tried to mention it again, and said, "Senior, now that you have got the Jia Luo Ye, I also know that we are not malicious to you. Could you please unblock my friend?"

Huang Ming glanced at the bottom of the stone platform and said nonchalantly: "It's just qi, and it will wake up on its own within twelve hours at most, without any harm."

Shen Shi was silent, but although he didn't ask Huang Ming to take action immediately, he finally confirmed that Zhong Qinglu would be fine. He would wake up in twelve hours, which is almost a day, and Shen Shi was also relieved.

And Huang Ming focused most of his attention on the old scroll, sometimes smiling and sometimes sighing, as if looking at this old book reminded him of some long ago. When he turned to the back of the book and saw that the pages of the book were blank except for the Qingxin Curse and the Tianming Curse, Huang Ming raised his head and glanced at Shen Shi. Shen Shi felt a little embarrassed, and then couldn't help but said again:

"At that time... uh, that senior, when he gave me this volume, he said that he had brought me the entire book of Yin and Yang curse from my friend, but when I watched it carefully, only these two were left. A spell."

Huang Ming smiled without saying a word. The white bone fingers holding the scroll suddenly shook up and down. An invisible force surged out, gentle but strong, and what came immediately was a sudden on the surface of the scroll. A flash of flowing silver electric light flashed, crackling, after a while, the electric light faded and the sound weakened, and everything was calm again.

When Huang Ming opened the volume again, the original blank space was already covered with writing.

Shen Shi stared at the old scroll and the faint words on those pages, and subconsciously held his breath.

Huang Ming's gaze swept across the text on the pages of the book, his eyes gradually softened, as if he had seen an old friend whom he had not seen for many years, unknowingly recalling the warm past. Memories are like fallen leaves sinking in the bottom of the water. I used to think that I had forgotten for many years without seeing the sky, but at this time, it floated quietly.

After thinking for a long time, he raised his head and glanced at Shen Shi. His face had returned to his previous calmness, but his eyes were still very gentle. He said to Shen Shi, "You are the first living person I have seen in ten thousand years. ."

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"Why?" Shen Shi was a little puzzled, "Although it is deep underground, there are not a few Terran cultivators who have ventured into the Azure Dragon Mountain Range for so many years."

"First, most of them died in the hands of the ghosts and monsters outside; second, even if they could go one step further, they would not be able to get rid of the institutional restrictions of this monster clan underground palace and could not get to the Demon Emperor Hall. "

"Then how can I come in?"

"It's Bai Ying's credit, but to be honest, even now I still don't know why Bai Ying looks at you differently. You must know that the human monks who died under her hands before were the most among the three monsters. "

Shen Shi was silent for a while, not knowing what to say, and after thinking about it carefully, he still couldn't figure out what was in his body that would make Bai Ying such a powerful monster look different. At the same time, Huang Ming's gaze also swept across Shen Shi, with a mild curiosity, and said, "I understand her intentions a bit, probably because I always feel that I am too immortal. Poor, just want me to superbly reincarnate. But your Taoism is really not enough, is there anything in your body that can kill me?"

Shen Shiqian laughed and shook his head, but his heart was suddenly stunned. It was almost impossible for most of his body to cause any harm to Huang Ming, except for the mysterious Ancient Slaughter Sword.

However, Huang obviously did not discover Shen Shi’s secret. It seems that he was stimulated by the ancient scroll book, his memory flooded, or he was lonely in the depths of the demon clan’s underground palace for too long, really. He wanted to find someone to talk to, so he didn't care about Shen Shi's hesitation and strangeness, he just opened his mouth lightly and told a story to Shen Shi.

It is an old and long story about himself.

That is a story that should have long been annihilated in the dust of history. No one should know about him except him, the living dead. But perhaps today, Huang Ming especially wants others to know and remember, in the past In the time, a person like him once existed.

"Actually, I can't be regarded as a human race. I have the blood of the monster race in my body."

This was the first sentence that Huang Ming said after speaking, and Shen Shi was instantly stunned. He stared at Huang Ming blankly. For a while, he felt that his mind was a little overwhelming. You must know that the person in front of him was probably one of the saints of the human race, but at this moment, he said bluntly that he was not a saint. Terran.

"My father is a demon race, and my mother is a human race. It was not a beautiful thing to fall in love with monsters ten thousand years ago, not to mention that in the tradition of the demon race, the importance of blood is an absolutely untouchable forbidden zone. ."

"But my father is a different monster race. He is extremely talented and has an unbelievable nature. He did not spend much effort to reach the top of the monster race. So he seems to be born not to see everything in his eyes, even including To the monster clan he belongs to."

"After meeting my mother, my father liked her very much, took her back to the palace, and named her a concubine..."

"Back to the palace? Concubine?" Shen Shi suddenly shook his body when he heard this.

Huang Ming smiled, stretched out his hand and gently touched the golden coffin next to him, and sighed softly, "Yes, he is a demon emperor."