This Big Brother is Improper

Chapter 561

Chapter 561 Demon King splits the sky!

The big Elder is dead, he’s almost dying.

The riddler refused to tell the truth until he died.

At this moment, Elder’s face, pale and gray due to excessive blood loss, suddenly had a trace of blood, and those eyes suddenly stared at Qiongqi!

“Cabbage”

Qiongqi was a little uneasy.

His eyes fell on the old face of the other party.

Seeing the other party’s lips slightly open, but no teeth can be seen inside, it’s just bottomless darkness.

“What else do you want?”

“Remember, you can’t destroy the ancestral training!”

The voice of this sentence was not loud, but he was practicing endlessly. It made him feel a little irritable when he fell in the center of Qiongqier, and he wanted to block his ears immediately.

He frowned slightly, thinking that the ancestral training is not the volume of “Supervising Soldier Strategies”? It’s good, why do you want to destroy it, and don’t know what the big Elder is playing.

He felt bored inexplicably.

He took a deep breath and asked, “Do you have anything else to explain?”

“His Royal Highness, your mother is”

Elder looked at Fu Fu.

About to say Fu Fu’s mother’s name.

“Your mother is

Qiongqi was also curious: “Who is it?!”

He was expelled from Baidi City more than two hundred years ago.

But this is his home after all. He has paid close attention to all kinds of information about Baidi City in the Blood River Gate, and he has never received information about his father’s second spring.

Baidi’s wife died early.

Since he didn’t renew the strings, who was the youngest daughter of Nafufu born with?

Nobody knows.

This 797 mystery seems irrelevant.

However, judging from a series of weirdness of Fu Fu in the front, as far as Big Elder’s attitude towards Fu Fu is concerned.

They all seem to be talking about one thing silently.

–Fufu’s life experience has a big secret!

“Your mother is”

After repeating this half sentence for the third time, many wrinkles appeared on Big Elder’s old face, and his eyes gradually closed.

he died.

Fu Fu: “?”

So who is my mother?

You have time to repeat the first half of the sentence three times, why can’t you say a name?

Are the riddlers dead?

Engage our mentality, right?

Qi Tian put Fufu down and touched her head comfortingly: “Big Elder means something important, right? Tell me three times, Fufu, haven’t you seen your mother?”

“Fu Fu!

No.

For my mother.

She has no impression.

From the beginning of her memory, what she saw was the somewhat lonely figure of her father. The lonely figure didn’t speak much, and would not comfort people much, but would only clumsily express her concern for her.

For her father, her impression is very simple.

That’s a dumb old man.

The conspiracy ambitionist who was described by Elder, who blatantly attacked the tribe, is not right at all.

However, Elder had no reason to deceive her.

So Fufu was very confused and perplexed.

Which image is the real Tianjun, オ is his real father (bidf)?

Baidi City is now gone.

What kind of responsibilities do you have to bear?

Is it necessary to rebuild Baidi City with a weak and poor little cat like her own?

Isn’t this a tired individual?

How about going back to Qingyun and Honghong to play in the mud, pile a small house out of mud, and then write the words “Baidicheng” on it, even if it is rebuilt?

Experience this blow.

Fu Fu seemed to be a little mature.

Being entrusted by Elder on his deathbed like this, her salted fish cat has a rare sense of responsibility.

typical.

Counting the accounts in the shop, but worrying about the world.

Qi Tian comforted a few words, and then he found the golden knife.

“What a fierce sword intent.”

Qi Tian exclaimed.

Silently looked at the golden scimitar that grew out of flesh and blood, and compared it with the own seven kill knife.

The Baidi who left the knife.

What kind of Realm have you reached?

Qi Tian asked unceremoniously: “What do you think your father is like?!

Qiongqi hesitated and said, “Maybe it’s an careerist?”

Fufu thought about the experience of the past years, and she called Fufu to express the meaning of own.

Fufu was saying that he was a terrible old man who didn’t know how to express his feelings.

The two have completely different views on Jun Tian.

I don’t know if their brothers and sisters think differently.

Or is the Baidi extremely good at acting, wearing different masks in front of his children?

Qi Tian pondered, muttering to himself: “You said, why is he destroying Baidi City?”

“His name is Baidi Jun, he is Baidi.

“As an emperor, his life cannot be Ruyi Scepter.”

“It’s like an author sitting in front of a computer all day long, full of imprisonment.”

“He feels like an angry prisoner.”

“The prisoner who was secretly restrained by the Elders has been silent for hundreds of years, without showing the mountains and dew, pretending to be cold and expelling his son, pretending to unknowingly let go of the naughty and restless daughter.”

“Only when a certain direction of the wind and rain moved, the tiger that looked like a sick cat reached a cooperation with the dragon outside, and quickly destroyed the cage with a combination of dragons and tigers.

Qi Tian’s eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

He was full of suspicion and vigilance about the destruction of Baidi City, and did not have much sadness, so he was still in the mood to make up a story, and his voice was getting louder and louder.

“If you write this way, your father is really handsome!”

Qiongqi smiled bitterly and speechlessly.

He thought to Master Qi, you’re afraid it’s not too much to read.

However, he didn’t know that the truth of the matter was actually similar to what Qi Tian made up casually.

Qi Tian looked around in this treasure house.

The Spirit Tool Medicine Pill didn’t have much to see, but there were some weird treasures that made him like it a little.

Qi Tian is also welcome.

With a big wave of his hand, his sleeves rolled up.

Putting all the things you are interested in into your own bag, you don’t think of yourself as an outsider.

Qiongqi on the side dared not speak.

“Hey, Xuanling Golden Grass!”

Qi Tian got the medicinal materials he wanted.

His mood suddenly improved a lot.

“Speaking of which, what is your ancestral training?”

Two people came to a door in the treasure house.

Inside the door is a quiet small hall, the layout of the hall is very simple, a futon, on the wall is a portrait of a white-haired and gold-robed emperor, it should be the split sky demon emperor.

There is an incense burner in front of the portrait.

A few sticks of incense stood by the stove.

“what?”

Qi Tian’s gaze fell in front of the incense burner.

There, there was a golden book floating in the void, and the dark golden light indicated that it was a good object.

“what is this?”

“This is the supervising strategy.

Qiongqi’s voice was a little dull and a little irritable.

He didn’t notice that there was something wrong with own, and said in a dull voice: “It is said that words appear occasionally on the Supervisory Policy. The Elders say that it is the will of the Sky Splitting Demon Emperor. I don’t know exactly what it is.”

Supervise soldiers strategy.

There is a record in the “Seven Emperors Zi Ting Yan Sheng Jing”.

In ancient times, people imagined that there were powerful and brave beasts suppressing in the Quartet.

People call it the Four Elephants.

Later Sages assigned names to the four elephants.

Vermillion Bird is Lingguang, and Black Tortoise is Zhiming.

Azure Dragon is Meng Zhang, and White Tiger is the guard.

Later, this statement was used in the Taoist system. Many practitioners of cultivation Five Elements will learn the related Four Elements and worship the Four Elements of Heaven and Earth.

Rumor has it that the four gods live in the upper realm.

As for the ancestor of the White Tiger clan in this realm, that is, what is the origin of the Sky Splitting Demon Emperor, and whether it has a relationship with Qi Tian, the supervising soldier of the upper realm, Qi Tian does not know.

But it can be put here and regarded as a table by the Elders, this “Supervision Strategy” must have its magic.

Right now!

Qiongqi didn’t know what he was thinking.

Suddenly he stepped up, took out a piece of incense, lit it, and reverently inserted it into the furnace.

Then he stretched out his hand naturally.

Tear the glittering “Supervisory Strategy” to pieces.

During the whole process, his movements did not stop in the slightest.

Until the golden pages and confetti flew in front of him, Qiongqi finally woke up!

There was cold sweat on his forehead.

It seemed to have had a nightmare.

“It’s not me. The old guy controls me!”

–Remember, the ancestral training cannot be destroyed!