Chapter 108: Cowardice
Qu Qianqian screamed a few times, and said pitifully: "Dad, Dad, I was wrong, I was just curious about what you wanted to do when you sneaked out at night, but I didn't expect to be almost killed." β
Qu Lang let go of his hand and snorted coldly: "If you are really killed by that person, your father and I will find someone to give birth to a new daughter, don't expect me to avenge you, your father is not enough for people to poke a finger." β
Qu Qianqian smiled, knowing that her father had a hard mouth, she could feel that her father's hands were trembling when he pulled her ears just now.
She leaned over mysteriously and asked curiously, "Dad, who is that person, why are you so afraid of her? β
Qu Lang touched his daughter's head, sighed and said, "Since you want to know, my father will tell you, you have violated that person's taboo." β
He said in a deep voice: "Your father dares to point at the nose of those guys in the righteous path and scold, it is also because the cultivation of the righteous path monks in the world is not much higher than your father, just take the old ancestor of the Lu family as an example, everyone is afraid of him, everyone is rumored that he is the highest cultivation person today, but he is only an old man who has lived for six hundred years and is not good at cultivation." β
"Dad, you just brag, his cultivation is not good, are you cultivating very high? If your cultivation is so high, why don't you see you unify the two realms of righteousness and demons. Qu Qianqian gave her father a roll of her eyes and said angrily.
Qu Lang slapped the unlucky girl on the head and said, "I haven't finished my words yet, what are you talking about." β
Qu Qianqian: "......" you continue.
Qu Lang led his daughter and walked back, cleaning illiteracy as he went, his tone was inexplicably a little mysterious: "The ancestor of the Lu family can only be regarded as the person who has lived the longest in the world, and he has never been without the pride of heaven before, and his talent is stronger than that of the ancestor of the Lu family, but which have you heard of." β
"No, not one. Where have all these people gone, are they all dead? The old man of the Lu family has a poor talent and can live until now, how could those Tianjiao die. Qu Lang said sarcastically.
Qu Qianqian realized at this time that she was listening to a shocking secret.
Qu Lang looked at his daughter's nervous appearance, sneered, and mocked casually: "Look at your unproductive cowardice." β
Qu Qianqian subconsciously said: "It's as if you don't coax in front of that mysterious person." β
Qu Lang: Why hurt each other.
"βOutside of our world, there is a sacred mountain, which you can also call the Little Fairy Realm. Anyone who cultivates to reach the range that the Holy Mountain can sense, that person will be taken into the Holy Mountain, and he will not be allowed to leave the mountain without incident. Qu Lang changed the subject.
"Then, those strong people are all in the Holy Mountain?" Qu Qianqian asked in surprise.
Qu Lang nodded: "That's right, those strong people are all in the Holy Mountain. β
Immediately, his tone became serious, which made Qu Qianqian nervous: "The holy mountain is also divided into two paths, the righteous path is led by the Haotian Immortal Sect, and all the righteous monks who are introduced into the holy mountain will worship under the Haotian Immortal Sect and continue to practice." And the Demon Dao is dominated by the Heartless Cliff, and all the Demon Cultivators who have cultivated to a high level are controlled by the Heartless Cliff. β
Qu Qianqian suddenly realized: "Could it be that the person just now is the demon cultivator of the Heartless Cliff?"
Qu Lang also gave his daughter a roll of his eyes, and said, "If that person is an ordinary demon cultivator of Heartless Cliff, maybe he will give your father a nod and a waist, after all, your father is also a confidant of the demon lord." β
After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "That person is the Lord of the Heartless Cliff, the Demon Lord who leads the Demon Cultivation. β
Qu Qianqian was completely frightened, she said in disbelief: "Lord of Heartless Cliff, how is it possible, that person doesn't look more than twenty." β
"No more than twenty?" Qu Lang rolled his eyelids, and couldn't help but start mocking his daughter: "Blind your little dog's eyes, who taught you to look at people's age and appearance? β
Qu Qianqian smiled, and couldn't help asking, "Dad, how old is that person?"
Qu Lang was choked for a moment, calculated carefully, and said a little confused: "I don't know how old your father is, but she has been a demon lord for a thousand years." β
Qu Qianqian: This is really a real thousand-year-old monster.
But-"Cultivation is really the best weapon for eternal youth." Qu Qianqian touched her face and muttered.
Qu Lang slapped his daughter on the head, and said angrily: "Don't dream, do a good job of the task assigned to you by the Lord, it will be beneficial to you." β
Qu Qianqian recalled what the person had said about Hanxi before, and she hurriedly asked, "Dad, who is that Hanxi?"
There are a lot of problems with my daughter, but I can't help it, it's the pot of being a father, which is the sequelae of hiding from my daughter.
In fact, he was not the only one hiding from Qu Qianqian, in this world, the news of the Holy Mountain was basically blocked, and only the families and sects that had cultivated to a certain level or had a long inheritance could know a few words.
"Venerable Hanxi is the first person under the Demon Lord, if you have a chance to meet her, remember to be respectful to me. Returning to the temporary stronghold at the top of the mountain, Qu Lang carefully advised.
"Okay Dad, I remember. Qu Qianqian replied.
Qu Lang did not tell his daughter that Dr. Rong was their lord, and if it was not for the lord's instructions, this would be the secret he brought into the coffin.
Not to mention the father and daughter, Rong Xian quietly returned to the room without alarming anyone.
She took off her veil and replaced her black dress with a white one, covered with a silver gauze robe.
Those phoenix eyes blinked, and the sharp and deep eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by the clarity of the vast sky and the warmth of the winter sun, and all the breath that did not belong to the identity of 'Doctor Rong' completely disappeared.
Picking up the purse from the table, Rong Xian simply tied it around her waist. Looking up and glancing at the black dress on the bed, Rong Xian's palm brushed it, and a flame ignited on the black dress, burning the black dress to ashes without harming anything.
Rong Xian's methods of destroying evidence are not sophisticated, and she knows that she has done a lot at a glance.
The faint breeze blows, the darkness will end, and the dawn will come.
Rong Xian's body shook and lay on the bed.
She opened her eyes when the first rays of light appeared on the horizon.
Not far from the room, the two people nesting in the tree noticed the fluctuation of the breath in the house, and opened their eyes for the first time: Rong Xian woke up.
Lu Yuan squatted on the tree as usual, and Ling Jun no longer concealed himself since he crossed the bright road here at Rong Xian.
He jumped down from the tree and stood at the door and shouted, "Rong Xian, are you awake?"
Rong Xian pretended to clear her throat, and said in a hoarse voice with a hoarse voice that had just woken up: "Wake up." β
She got up and made her bed, and got her hair cut before opening the door and walking out.
"Morning, did you sleep well last night?" asked Ling Jun with a smile on his face.
Rong Xian bent her eyebrows and said serious nonsense: "Well, with the king's vigil, I slept peacefully." β
Ling Jun laughed happily from this time, someone can face up to his own contribution, and this contribution has also had an effect, how can he not be happy.