Primordial Demon Venerable, you can't afford it

Chapter 3 My name is Luo Qianqiu

On the outskirts of Yanyun Town, in front of a dilapidated hut.

Luo Qianqiu looked at the mess in front of him and the blood that had dried up on the ground, and sighed softly.

Turning around, gently covered an old corpse in the corner with a white cloth.

"Uncle Lin, I have avenged you, please leave with peace of mind!"

This old man is an old servant of the Lin family.

From beginning to end, the old man never laughed at him.

He even treats him as his own son, that is the only warmth in his heart here.

That day, he was chased and killed by Wang Dahu, and the old man tried his best to protect him, but unfortunately he died tragically by Wang Dahu's sword.

At that time, he swore that he would pay with blood!
Paying respects to the old man's corpse, Luo Qianqiu lit a fire and threw it into the house.

Suddenly, the whole hut was on fire.

In front of the bright flames, Wang Dahu's head and eyes twitched, looking as if he was dying.

……

"It's terrible, the son-in-law of the Lin family made a big fuss in Yipin Building and killed Wang Dahu."

"Yeah, it's just too scary. Killing one person in ten steps is like a demon god descending."

"What, Wang Dahu was killed, that's great, it's a great deed!"

……

Yanyun Town is very small, Luo Qianqiu's deeds spread widely in just a short time.

When almost everyone heard the news of Wang Dahu's death, they all danced with joy, and even beat the gongs and drums.

This big vicious worm did all sorts of evil. Ninety percent of the families in the town had been bullied by him. Now that he died, it was a joy to the hearts of the people.

Lin.

Lin Yun, the second young lady of the Lin family, is flirting with Mo Qing, the son of another big family in the town, Mo Qing.

When Luo Qianqiu returned and the news of killing Wang Dahu reached the ears of the two, Lin Yun almost fell off the bed.

"What? No, I have to go and see."

Lin Yun was beating her heart, and hurriedly put on her dress, ready to see if it was true.

"Sister Yun, how is this possible? If that idiot is so powerful, would he be willing to be bullied for so long?"

Mo Qing hugged Lin Yun from behind, sliding one hand on her sensitive part.

"Well~ Mo Qing, let it go, it's better to go and have a look first, you have to understand that you are also involved in this matter, if it is exposed, you will suffer along with it."

Lin Yun resisted the heat in her heart and slapped Mo Qing's palm away.

"Hmph, okay! Even if he has the ability to kill Wang Dahu, so what, I am a martial artist at the second level of the Nine Apertures Realm, and I will definitely beat him until the time comes, and I will kneel down and beg for mercy."

Mo Qing was extremely reluctant, but still got dressed and walked outside.

Lin Yun and Mo Qing have been secretly colluding for a long time, doing things that are easy to do.

It's just that Luo Qianqiu got stuck in the middle and blocked the two of them.

In order to be together in an upright manner and not to be spoken by others, the two conspired to poison Luo Qianqiu and hired Wang Dahu to be a killer.

……

Luo Qianqiu was standing in front of the temple in the center of the town, silent.

At this point, he had already put on clean clothes.

Although a little underdeveloped, his face was sharp and angular, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he looked very handsome, exuding an aura that did not belong to ordinary people.

In the tall and magnificent temple, there is a statue.

The statue is a middle-aged man, with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance indifferently, not angry and majestic, aloof.

Luo Qianqiu felt that this idol was a little strange.

In the Voidfall Realm, every generation of dynasty is established, there will be people enshrining the statue of the supreme ruler.

The gods are worshiped by the people, which can absorb their luck and indirectly graft it to the ruler.

The luck is prosperous, the dynasty is immortal, and it will last forever!

3000 years ago, Luo Qianqiu and Li Lingtian joined hands to establish the Qianqiu Dynasty, consecrating the demon tower and being worshiped by all people.

Everywhere in Xuluo Realm, from large cities to small villages, statues of Luo Qianqiu were enshrined one after another.

But the statue in front of him is not his own.

"Let me ask you, who is this statue dedicated to?"

A servant of the temple walked by, but was stopped by Luo Qianqiu.

This person glanced at Luo Qianqiu with suspicion on his face, and finally explained: "You don't even know that he is our Shenzhou's unrivaled Demon Lord—Ling Tian Demon Lord."

boom!
After the words fell, Luo Qianqiu's body burst out with a powerful coldness.

"You...what do you want to do, this is the temple, how dare you disrespect Demon Lord Ling Tian."

This person trembled, but his face was full of anger, obviously very dissatisfied with Luo Qianqiu's performance.

For thousands of years, no one dared to stand in front of the statue of Lingtian Mozun to be disrespectful.

"Hehe, Li Lingtian, how dare he be called Demon Lord."

Luo Qianqiu ignored this person, and looked up at the statue, with the power of thunder in his eyes, turning into storms.

"You go, I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Luo Qianqiu waved to the person next to him.

But this person, with his face flushed and angry, stepped back a certain distance and opened his voice to shout.

"Insanity!"

"Come on, someone is disrespectful to the statue."

The voice was high-pitched, piercing through the clouds and fog, resounding through most of the town.

Not far away, a group of people heard the words, their expressions became more indignant, and they walked quickly.

"Luo Yan, there's no reason for that. You just killed innocent people indiscriminately in the town. How dare you desecrate the statue here is simply unforgivable."

A heavy voice shouted angrily.

Luo Qianqiu turned around, and saw dozens of people walking towards the edge of the temple square, each of them aggressive and full of anger.

Lin Xuan, the head of the Lin family, Mo Shan, the head of the Mo family, and some family guards accompanied them.

Of course, what Luo Qianqiu cared most about was Lin Yun and Mo Qing who were at the end.

"Very well, you are all here, so I won't have to look for them one by one."

Luo Qianqiu's tone was flat, and he didn't pay attention to the group of people.

"You bastard, as the son-in-law of my Lin family, you still don't kneel down when you see me. How can you be decent?"

Lin Xuan's face twitched, and his chest heaved violently with anger.

In the past, when Luo Qianqiu was still Luo Yan, seeing him was like a cat seeing a mouse. He was extremely well behaved, but now he dared to ignore him in front of so many people.

"Kneeling you? Are you not afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Luo Qianqiu sneered again and again.

This old guy, before the fall of the Luo family, was like a pug, wishing to send his daughter to his bed for him to enjoy.

However, later, the Luo family's fortunes fell, and this old guy also showed his true colors, changing from a married daughter to a married man.

If it hadn't been for the promise that Lin Yunfei would not marry Luo Qianqiu, for fear of being criticized, Lin Xuan would have kicked him away long ago to clear the relationship.

Therefore, no matter what kind of bullying Luo Yan received in the town, the Lin family, as the big overlord of the town, remained silent and turned a blind eye.

Luo Yan was a little silly, but he could see some things clearly.

"Old man, let me tell you, from today onwards, I am no longer Luo Yan in your eyes, but Luo Qianqiu!"

Luo Qianqiu's voice was like thunder, clearly echoing in the hearts of those present.

(End of this chapter)