Ugly Man

Lu Nanzhu's fingers trembled and stroked the totem behind Gongsunqing.

She has been looking for it for two years. The flower has nine petals, the lotus heart is black and the lotus petals are red.

This is the totem of her father's chest!

It's exactly the same!

Gongsunqing felt that her back was extremely sensitive, biting her lower lip and trying to stop her words, Onitsuka Tiger, who had been silent, spoke first.

"What is this pattern?" The heat exhaled from Onitsuka Tiger's mouth hit Gongsunqing's sensitive back, causing another throbbing.

"You mean the Xuanxin Zhuhualian on my back?"

"Um."

Lu Nanzhu gently dressed Gongsunqing, took off his robe, put it on Gongsunqing's body, picked up Gongsunqing and leaped onto the beam of the ruined temple.

Gongsunqing tightly draped her clothes tightly, and next to Guizukahu, and replied: "The four Southwest Sects are all children of the ghost king and ghost mother. The current Five Poison Sects, Wan Snake Cave, and Li Guimen used to be They are all sacred religions, but about a hundred years ago, there were differences within the sacred religions, and one was divided into four; speaking, the other three religions are all branches of the sacred religions; it is said that when the ghost king and ghost mother soared, one fell from the sky. Zhu Xuanxin Zhu Petalian, from now on in the sacred religion, everyone will have this totem pierced on their bodies to show their loyalty."

"Then...Do other congregants of the three religions also have this totem?"

Gongsunqing shook her head: "Since they stand on their own mountain gate, although they will still worship the ghost king and ghost mother, they will come to the main altar to worship once every ten years, but in order to distinguish from the holy religion, their totem is no longer a mysterious heart. Petal lotus."

"I, before... saw a person with a similar totem, but only three petals, why?"

Gongsunqing explained: "This is of course, although they are all the people of the ghost king and ghost mother, there must be distinctions between high and low. Every ten years, a grand birthday of the ghost king will be held, and then the leader will personally serve the congregation. The totem is pierced with three petals for ordinary congregants, five petals for the four hall masters, seven petals for the envoys such as Aranhuo Shura, and the saint son and saint woman are worthy of nine petals. valve."

Gongsunqing turned her head and looked at Onitsuka Tiger. Although he couldn't see his expression through the mask, it was rare that he was so interested in teaching affairs, so she continued: "You will soon have this profound heart vermilion petal. The lotus totem is here, next year will be ten years, the leader will personally stab this totem on your chest."

"Why is yours on the back?"

Gongsunqing gave Guizukahu a white look: "The man stabs his chest, while the woman stabs him on the back."

In the darkness, Lu Nanzhu clenched his fists: Saint Son, Saint Son of Demon Cult! Daddy turned out to be the Son of the Demon Cult before!

She finally found a clue to her life experience, but she couldn't be happy anyway.

"Why don't you speak anymore?"

Lu Nanzhu took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and asked, "Then... where did the saint son and saint before me and you go?"

"This...I am not very clear. I joined the Shengjiao nine years ago. At that time, there were no sons and saints in the church. Because I came just on Christmas Eve of the ghost king, the leader saw me cleverly and added My grandfather had some connection with the sacred religion, so he made an exception and made me a saint, and directly pierced the nine-petal Xuanxin Zhuhualian on my back. My grandfather had a weird temper. I had never inquired about him before. As for The previous son... I think it may be the leader. According to the rules of the Holy Church, after the death of this generation, one of the sons and the saints will be selected as the leader. In the succession ceremony, the other will be the leader. Those who were unsuccessful personally added three petals to the new leader, from nine petals to twelve petals."

Lu Nanzhu was lost in thought. Her father left the Demon Cult at least more than ten years ago. Combined with what Gongsun Qing said just now, the last time the ghost king was born nine years ago, at that time his father had already left the Demon Cult and they had lived in seclusion. In Shiyin Village.

Calculating this way, the totem on Daddy's chest was at least 19 years ago, that is, he had been stabbed before he was born. Before he was born, Daddy was already the holy son of the Demon Cult.

Probably not long after he was born, Dad left the Southwest Demon Cult.

Since then, their family of three has been wandering, and Lu Nanzhu can't remember exactly when the wandering began.

In short, since she had the memory, the three of them have been on the road.

Later, Dad's condition got worse and worse, and he hid in Shiyin Village. In the end, Dad and Mother died there.

Lu Nanzhu's heart is very confused, who has his father been hiding from? Is it a decent hunt? Then why not take her and mother back to the southwest?

After all, Dad is the holy son of the Demon Cult, and he should always be protected.

But instead of returning to the southwest, Dad hid in the Tianshan Mountains in the farthest northeast.

Is the person chasing and killing Dad decent or demon?

Or on both sides?

Lu Nanzhu desperately recalled, trying to squeeze a little clue from the vague memory.

It's a pity that she was too young at that time, and all her memories were nothing but escape.

"what happened to you?"

Onitsuka Tiger shook his head and replied, "You wait for me here, and I will be back soon."

After speaking, he jumped off the beam and walked out of the ruined temple.

Lu Nanzhu walked forward desperately, holding her chest with one hand, she had already determined the identity of her father, and it would be much easier to check it further.

But,

But……

What is oneself? Dad is the Son of the Demon Cult, so does he count as a person of the Demon Cult?

Xia Qinyi's words could not help but rang again: "I and the Demon Cult have a blood feud that cannot be shared!"

Lu Nanzhu raised his head and looked at the pale solitary moon in the sky.

It turned out that this was the truth she had been looking for.

But she is not happy.

After another half hour, Lu Nanzhu came back.

Holding a bundle of dead branches in her arms, she entered the ruined temple, and threw the dead branches in her arms to the ground with a "crack".

He turned on the beam and hugged Gongsun Qing down.

Lu Nanzhu untied the package on his back, took out a blanket from inside, shook the package open, and spread it on the straw. Fu Gong Sun Qing sat down, took back his coat and put it on, and put the blanket on Gong Sun Qing. Body.

From beginning to end, without saying a word.

Settling down Gongsunqing, Lu Nanzhu came to the pile of dead branches again, piled up a triangular bonfire, took the fire fold from his arms, broke a relatively thin dead branch, lit it, and inserted it into the bottom of the bonfire.

In a moment, the bonfire burned.

Gongsunqing keenly felt that Onitsuka Tiger was in a bad mood, but couldn't figure out why. Could it be that there was some trouble going out this time?

It doesn't look like it again.

"We are taking refuge. Doesn't it matter if we make an open flame?"

Onitsuka Tiger remained silent for a while, and replied: "You shed a lot of blood. If you catch a cold at night, you are likely to get fever. Don't worry, it's so late. They just had a fight. They won't find it in person. As for the others. Man, I'm sure to take you away."

After playing with the bonfire, Lu Nanzhu held the Dragon Sword and sat on the opposite side of Gongsun Qing, leaning on the red-painted pillar.

Gongsunqing looked at Onitsuka Tiger. She knew that Onitsuka Tiger was not asleep, but she did not speak to him again.

She wanted to see Onitsuka Tiger more, but before she knew it, she fell asleep.

On the other side, the battle between the good and the evil did not end until dawn. The Ten Thousand Snake Cave Lord had the gold and silver crown, and only Hou Rulie, a master master, chose the western mountain road.

He united with his two martial arts guards, Hou Rulie, who was not weaker than his guardian, and led them to the Huaxia Villa!

Xia Qinyi saw a soaring arrow from the top of the mountain, and was shocked: The Demon Cult had even reached the top of the mountain.

Wu Ma Wushou and Master Jueyuan of Faguang Temple fought for three hundred rounds, regardless of the outcome.

As soon as the ugly man and the jade-faced fox left, the remaining demons on the mountain road to the north were not afraid.

Xia Qinyi left the bounty hunter to Su Mubai's commander, and rushed back to the villa with the people of Huaxia Villa for support.

Although the second old lady is very old, his martial arts are not under the master of Jueyuan, who is known as "the best in the world."

It's just that in these years, he has cultivated his self-cultivation and seldom showed his skills.

At this moment of survival crisis, the two old ladies no longer retain them. With the power of one person, they fought against the gold and silver crown of Wanshedong cave master and two guardians. When Xia Qinyi arrived, the two sides had fought for a hundred rounds.

The second old lady did not let the wind down with one enemy and three.

Gold and Silver Crown did not expect that the old things of Huaxia Villas, martial arts have reached the highest level, I am afraid that if you look at the world, no one is his opponent except for the holy leader, Burning Heaven!

The gold and silver crowns became more and more frightened by the battle. Seeing the decent support came one after another, but there was no helplessness and demonization of Wuma. go.

"Don't chase the poor!" The second old lady waved his sleeves and fled with the gold and silver crown.

In this battle, the Demon Cult was defeated.

That night, the gold and silver crown took the congregation and left overnight.

And after the exhaustion of fighting with Faguang Temple, the two of them, the demonized world went down, and found that the gold and silver crown had been oiled on the soles of the feet and escaped. Knowing that the general situation is gone, no matter the five poisonous sect's witches and horses are helpless, they also took people away. .

After dawn, corpses can be seen everywhere on the Sifang Mountain Road of Huaxia Villa.

Wu Ma Wuma fought a night with Master Jueyuan, but he was defeated because of the slight gap in one move.

Both sides were injured, and Wuma escaped hopelessly.

After going down the mountain, Wuma hopelessly released a liaison bomb to integrate the troops.

On the side of Shengjiao, the Lord of the Four Halls severely injured one person and slightly injured three; Shura was also injured by the wildfire.

Wanshedong, Li Guimen has been evacuated.

One third of the Five Poison Cultists were killed and injured, and one of her guardians died in battle.

However, both the son and the saint are gone...

The author has something to say: Today’s second update is here, see you tomorrow~

Well, at this point, Gongsunqing's role may begin to decrease.

The foreshadowing is finally almost ready~ ah.

Some people say that if I write down like this, I will jump into Qinglu CP. I am quite happy after reading it.

It proves that I succeeded in shaping Gongsun Qing.

And I have always felt that, as far as a book is concerned, the author’s character and the IQ of the author are judged.

I have always disdain to create a vicious female partner, because you have all kinds of vicious, jealous, and annoying female partners. I think women should cherish women, and supporting roles can be liked by others.

We are not writing romances, we don’t need to write a vicious female partner to set off the hostess-,-

For example, Yitian slaying the dragon, Zhang Wuji was finally with Zhao Min, don't you feel sorry for Xiao Zhao? Don't you think that Zhang Wuji and Pearl are also good together? Don't you think that if Zhang Wuji is decisive, Zhou Zhiruo will not be blackened.

So, the supporting role can be cute as well.

Oh, thank you little angel who left a message.

I hope everyone will leave a message enthusiastically and find that it is particularly good, and that attracts my attention. I will chat with you when the author has something to say~.