surnamed Wang

Hearing the boy's words, Wang Bingquan was momentarily at a loss for words. In terms of appearance, figure, and demeanor, the little girl was no match for Nie Bingxia, but how could a child understand these things.

Men, only when they have seen the big wind and waves and tasted all kinds of life, can they realize a truth-cuteness is worthless in front of sexiness.

Just thinking about it, Lu Yushan hurried over from a distance, and after seeing the child, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Guizong, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to run around or play with snakes."

"Father, Xiaohua doesn't bite people."

"That can't be played either."

After Lu Yushan finished speaking with a dark face, he noticed that Wang Bingquan was still standing beside him, and said with a smile:

"Is Daoyou Zhao also there?"

"Lu Daoyou gave birth to a good son."

"Let fellow daoists laugh."

Lu Yushan patted the boy's head, and took out a windmill from his sleeve. The child jumped up and took it with bright eyes, and ran away to play.

After he left, Lu Yushan whispered:
"To be honest, this child is not my own son."

"Oh?"

Wang Gangquan was a little surprised, because the eyebrows and eyes of the two were somewhat similar.

Lu Yushan sighed and said:

"This child has a hard life, and he doesn't know who his biological parents are. I found him when I went down the mountain to perform a mission, and he was thrown into the wilderness just like that.

When he saw that I was not crying or making trouble, he just kept giggling. I thought it was fate, so I picked him up and raised him as my son. "

"Does he know it himself?"

"This kid looks stupid, but he is actually very clever. I guess he knew it a long time ago."

Hearing this, Wang Gangquan couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Yushan shouted to the child from the side:

"Guizong, don't run too far."

"Know it."

"Guizong is his baby name?" Wang Bingquan asked.

Lu Yushan shook his head, "I didn't give him a baby name, but I usually call him Guizong."

"Isn't his name Shura?"

Lu Yushan turned his head, first showing doubts, then reacted, couldn't help laughing and said:

"Zhao Daoyou was probably deceived by him. How could someone name a child 'Sura'?"

Wang Gangquan was slightly surprised, looked up, and happened to meet the boy's eyes.

There was a sly smile on the face of the other party, as if they already knew the conversation between the two.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I don't know if I should say something or not?"

"Zhao Daoyou, but it doesn't matter."

"You and I are both adults, forced to survive, and sometimes have to tell lies against our will, but your son is still a child, you must not develop such bad habits."

Wang Gangquan said, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"A certain person was born into a wealthy family, and he was doted on by his father since he was a child. He would not give up beating and scolding even when something happened, until one time, because of a lie I made, the servant girl in the mansion was punished.

After my father learned the truth, he hung me up and beat me all night. No matter how much my mother begged, it was useless. My father said a word at that time is still fresh in my memory.

He said that today he will be punished for harming others with lies, but tomorrow he will dare to deceive the emperor and frame Zhongliang with lies. "

After finishing speaking, Wang Gingquan turned his head to look at Lu Yushan, the latter seemed to be inspired by something, frowned and bowed his head in silence.

While he wasn't paying attention, Wang Gangquan looked at the boy in the distance again, and his smile gradually became ferocious.

He has the power to be king, and there is absolutely no possibility that he will be played by a little kid.

After a while, Lu Yushan made up his mind, raised his head and said:

"Fellow Daoist said today that Lu was educated, but I still feel that hurting the child is not a good solution. I will strictly discipline him when I go back, and I must let him get rid of these bad habits."

"Fellow Daoist Lu is a good father."

"Borrow auspicious words from friends."

After Lu Yushan finished speaking, he waved to Lu Guizong, and the latter jumped and ran towards him, unaware that he had just walked through life and death.

……

Under the setting sun, the man left with his son on his back, and the voices of the father and son gradually faded away:

"Father, just now behind Zhongfeng, I saw the head grandfather talking to a headless man."

"You child, you are talking nonsense again. How can a person live without a head?"

"It's true!"

The man was silent for a while, then suddenly said:

"Guizong, do you resist beating?"

"...Father, maybe the child's eyesight is blurred."

The seemingly unintentional chat between the father and son caused a storm in Wang Gangquan's heart.

Could the headless man be a black-headed dragon?
He didn't dare to delay, and quickly flew to the back of Zhongfeng.

The scenery behind the middle peak is even worse than the front, it is bare, only gray-black rocks.

In such an open environment, Wang Gangquan discovered a cave at a glance.

He lived on the mountain for a month, and he visited Sanfeng almost all over the place, but he still didn't see the mysterious head. He thought this was his cave.

Wang Gangquan was about to fly down, but he saw a familiar figure walking out of the cave without haste, that person obviously noticed him, and raised his "head" to look this way.

"Black-headed Jiao, it really is you!"

With a body but no head, and a pitch-black mask attached to his chest, Wang Qingquan is all too familiar.

"You can still escape?"

The black-headed dragon's reaction was flat, and he didn't have the slightest sense of being caught.

A killing intent suddenly surged in Wang Gangquan's heart. He could accept the enemy's cruelty to him, but he couldn't bear the treachery of his allies.

……

A majestic sword qi slashed down in the air, but was easily crushed by the opponent's single hand, and a black light swept up immediately.

Before Wang Gangquan could react, one arm had already been separated.

The wound seemed to be sealed by something, and no blood flowed out. Wang Gangquan urged the spell to recover, but there was no effect.

Holding the long sword of black air, the black-headed dragon slowly flew in front of the opponent.

"Do you really think that I am afraid of you? If you continue to entangle, let you experience the feeling of moving your head again, this time I will guarantee that you will be wiped out."

Looking at the black knife exuding strange power in the opponent's hand, Wang Gangquan did not doubt the authenticity of the words, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned away.

The black-headed dragon passed by, and the young man suddenly said:

"Black-headed Flood Dragon, I will do what I say, even if I die, I will drag you to hell with me."

After saying that, a large earthy yellow river suddenly appeared all around, enveloping the two of them in an instant.

The eyes of the black mask flashed with light, and the long knife in his hand was full of black energy, and he slashed towards the river in front of him.

Huang Quan, who has always been invincible, was cut off with a knife without a sound.

Huangquan can help people reincarnate, and it contains boundless power of cause and effect, and the relic of the holy spirit in the hands of the black-headed dragon can just cut off cause and effect.

This time, it was Wang Gangquan who miscalculated.

……

Hei Shou Jiao turned around and looked at the young man in front of him, his murderous intentions already set in.

"Black-headed Flood Dragon, the old man has agreed to your proposal, leave Lingyun quickly, and don't make any trouble."

As the majesty sounded, a huge phantom appeared beside the two of them, with long eyebrows and long beard, and immortal demeanor.

The headless man glanced at the phantom of the head of Lingyun, finally let out a cold snort, and flew away.

Wang Gingquan clutched his broken arm and looked at the back of Hei-shoujiao Jiao. He never kept an overnight grudge, and sooner or later this matter will have a result.

The old voice sounded again behind him:
"Little friend, the old man is inconvenient to move, can you go into the cave and talk about it?"

Wang Gangquan turned his head, his face was not very good-looking.

The old man knew that Lingyun was not doing it properly, so he said in a calm tone:

"I know you have anger in your heart, and the old man's cooperation with him is purely helpless. I will understand when you see it."

... (end of this chapter)