MTL - Devil Seeds-Chapter 737 Seven hundred and thirty fifth unexpected visitor
Chapter 737 Seven hundred and thirty-fifth unexpected visitor
The promotion of the world is still 'slow' and steady.
The age of theocracy set by Ke Xiaoliang will last for about 3,000 to 5,000 years. From birth to disintegration, from generation to generation of gods and gods killing each other and replacing each other, all will be within these 3,000 to 5,000 years. Finish.
Of course, in this process, many events with vague time boundaries will occur.
Many mythological stories will be amplified.
Until Ke Xiaoliang rang the bell for the second time, the era of theocracy was still buried.
Looking back, Ke Xiaoliang sat in the Supreme Demon Palace, brewing a pot of tea after a long absence.
Just a moment ago, his heart throbbed and he had a premonition.
When the ancient tea, which has grown on the cliffs of the fairyland for thousands of years, is boiled in the divine liquid, the burning spiritual fire continuously jumps out under the tea stove with a full of spiritual brilliance, sometimes condensing a pair of cute eyes, flattering When looking at Ke Xiaoliang.
A half-old man with a half-bald head and a big belly, wearing a gray cloth robe, appeared in front of Ke Xiaoliang, completely ignoring the large number of formations and restrictions between the mountains and the palace.
"coming?"
"Drink tea!" Ke Xiaoliang stretched out his hand calmly, as if entertaining an old friend who has already been skilled.
The old man sat down calmly, picked up his teacup, and drank the hot tea in one gulp.
"Good tea... However, drinking is more delicious. Here I have stolen wine from the wine world of Dionysus. If you don't worry about being jealous of Dionysus' narrow-minded eyes, drink it with me." The half-old man said A black wine gourd was drawn out, and the stopper was opened.
The mouth of the gourd does not reveal the slightest scent of wine, but instead has a milky scent like a newborn baby.
Drops of wine floated out of the mouth of the gourd, just suspended in mid-air.
Every drop of wine seems to record many wonderful stories.
Ke Xiaoliang opened his mouth and inhaled slightly, and took in dozens of drops of wine. The taste that is very close to the common wine in the world seems to be full of all the good tastes.
This is a complex and unified wine, tasting it is like reading the most common beauty in the world.
"The wine is good, but not for me." Ke Xiaoliang said.
"It's really not suitable. You have mastered several worlds. You have the deepest understanding of all kinds of worldly things and mundane things. I was negligent. I will steal a bottle of drunkenness for you next time..." The half-old man said with a smile, his tone With a sincere apology.
Ke Xiaoliang is very clear that this is actually the temptation of the half-old man in front of him.
He was peeping at Ke Xiaoliang's control over many gourd realms, trying to figure out the depth of it.
"The Black Hearted Patriarch will definitely not visit me for no reason. He came looking for me. He must have something important to do. You may as well speak up. If you can help... I will definitely help." Ke Xiaoliang said directly that he was a half-old man, and at the same time, he was the first to occupy it. The initiative is like an immature child pretending to be mature.
However, who can be sure that such a performance is not a new temptation or disguise?
The black-hearted old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Ke Xiaoliang carefully, and then smiled meaningfully... When he is temporarily unable to determine how to face it, such a smile is a master key.
The two parties facing each other are trying their best to interpret each other, trying to gain the upper hand.
"Your means are good. Ten Demon Sects are in civil strife. You made a move first, defeating the tentacles of the Real Demon Realm. Backhand layout, and placed your own chess pieces and eyes and ears in the recovered tentacles."
"Unlike you, your control over the ten demon sects is absolute, while the two demon masters have relatively fragmented control over the real demon world. Your chess pieces will only be buried deeper, and you will not choose to activate them until the right time .”
"However, the Real Demon Realm is cruel after all. I am afraid that all the recovered tentacles will be completely eliminated in a very short period of time. Your arrangement is doomed to fail, unless there is a third-party force to intervene." Black-hearted old man A few casual chattering words, but named Ke Xiaoliang's secret arrangements, and at the same time turned against the customer, and regained the right to speak.
Of course, this is also a series of temptations.
Since Ke Xiaoliang chose to counterattack the Real Demon Realm, it is impossible to only consider this aspect.
Among the demon cultivators who returned to the real demon world, they buried chess pieces and mixed their eyes and ears.
How to make the chess pieces fall where they should be, how to keep the eyes and ears alive, and deliver useful information...that is the real skill.
Facing the questioning of the black-hearted old man, Ke Xiaoliang widened his eyes, and just looked at him in confusion.
It was as if he had absolutely no concept of what the black-hearted old man said.
Immediately afterwards, he laughed out of embarrassment: "Ha...haha! That's right! I... did indeed make such an arrangement. I did it conveniently, and I did it conveniently! It's my luck to make it, and it's nothing to lose it. regret."
"I can't... Someone punched me twice in succession, and I didn't even fight back! Then what have I become?"
Such an attitude seems suspicious.
Just like Ke Xiaoliang himself, it was only after being reminded by the black-hearted old man that he thought of such a move, such means and skills.
Before this...he didn't have the slightest awareness in this regard.
Pretending to be so stupid and tender, it is even more insincere to deal with an old fox like the black-hearted old man.
The unscrupulous old man was not annoyed, since he decided to look for Ke Xiaoliang, he naturally had a full plan.
Since we have come, it is impossible to return empty-handed.
No matter how Ke Xiaoliang chooses to deal with it, he has a solution.
"Two-on-two, or three-on-one, it's you... how do you choose?" The black-hearted old man saw through Ke Xiaoliang's first layer of disguise, took advantage of the opportunity to enter the second layer, and began to choose straightforward threats.
"Are you threatening me?" Ke Xiaoliang sat up straight, and then asked with a higher posture, looking down at the black-hearted old man.
The black-hearted old man said: "It's not a threat, but an advice."
"I came here with good intentions. We belong to the same family. We should be in the same spirit and help each other."
"And you are full of vigilance against me, always on the defensive. This shouldn't be!"
Facing Ke Xiaoliang's sudden strength, the black-hearted old man responded with strength.
It’s just that Ke Xiaoliang’s strength is sharp and sharp, while the black-hearted old man’s strength is restrained and deeply versed in black.
"Pfft...!" Ke Xiaoliang laughed.
In an instant, the frozen atmosphere in the entire training room began to melt rapidly, like ice and snow seeing the sun for the first time.
"Okay! Open the skylight and speak bluntly. Baishou and Qianren make me very unhappy. I want them to die. I also ask the black-hearted patriarch to help me." Ke Xiaoliang said abruptly and boldly.
The black-hearted old man rolled his eyes: "Don't make trouble!"
"It's easy to injure them, lose their face, or even temporarily seal them, but you can plan. But kill? How to kill? If you stand on the complete river of time, you can make their existence, from all existence Erase from the traces of past, and you can kill them."
Ke Xiaoliang showed a dignified expression: "If they take the initiative to contain all traces and then enter my world... Do you think they can be killed or not?"
(end of this chapter)
