Qi Chen frowned and looked out the window uneasily.

Qiao Shexing smiled and said, "What do you think about this?"

Qi Chen muttered: "I don't want to."

Qiao Shexing was stunned. Logically speaking, this set of rhetoric was shocking enough. Although it was true and false, there was some truth after all, because he knew much more than some people.

Therefore, he persuaded Qi Chen that the information about this psychic weapon should be in the hands of the demon clan, because this is a kind of balance.

"Senior Qiao, can I ask you a question?"

Qi Chen thought for a while and said: "Since you said that the information on this spiritual weapon should fall into the hands of the demon clan, why did it fall into my hands in the first place?"

"After all, this shouldn't have been in my hands in the first place."

"In other words, someone is playing chess, and the person playing chess thinks whose hand it should be in, so it should be in whose hand it should be."

"Who is the chess player, the ancestor of the demon clan, or some powerful person in the mountains?"

Qiao Shexing smiled half-heartedly and took a step lightly: "No one is. You and I are all chess pieces. The people who play chess are only in the chess game. The real masters will only be spectators."

"But today, if you stop me, someone will cause trouble for you in the future. This is an agreement, an agreement reached between the demon clan and the mountain people, a temporary peace agreement. You will know it soon."

Qi Chen's face changed slightly.

"Military God, do Mr. Sang and the others know?"

"They don't know."

"So, if they know that you are a spy of the Demon Clan, and you are going to the Demon Clan with the core information of the psychic weapon, will they kill you if they are present?"

Qiao Shexing frowned: "They will tolerate my small mistakes, just like what happened last time. It doesn't matter even if they know about it. After all, I have to consider the entire Yanxia and even the entire human race."

"But this is a big mistake. Knowing what I know about them, they will kill me at all costs."

Qi Chen said in a deep voice: "So I'll just pretend that I don't know. Since I don't know, then don't think so much. Just pretend that I don't know about these powerful things. I will only do what I want to do."

"The premise is that you can do it." Qiao Shexing smiled gently. This smile reminded Qi Chen of Yao Fengqian.

"I don't want to take action, because I am a demon, so my physique is very special. Ordinary monks take action, consume their spiritual energy, and will recover later, but when I take action, once it reaches a certain point, my cultivation will be consumed, so I don't like it.

Take action."

"Of course, I am very strong, even stronger than Rosen."

Qiao Shexing looked at Qi Chen's unswerving eyes, as if he had made up his mind. Today he was wearing a Mao tunic-style blue shirt and looked particularly energetic.

His pale hair was neatly combed, and there was an air of aura between his brows, which was a sign of awe-inspiring righteousness.

Because Qi Chen saw this atmosphere, he wrote the words "upright and bright" and gave it to Qiao Shexing.

Unfortunately, what is right is not the light of the human race.

Qi Chen's expression suddenly changed, because at this moment, he suddenly found himself in a dark place, unable to see his fingers, and only when he looked up could there be light.

It's like being in a dry well in the wilderness.

On top of Qi Chen's head, a palm suddenly appeared. The palm was not majestic, nor as bright as a Buddha's palm, but it was inevitable.

Because Qi Chen realized that he might really be in a well, hitting walls everywhere, with only the top of his head being the exit, and that palm fell from above his head.

Therefore, he could only fight head on.

When the opponent used his palm, he used his palm, but this palm was obviously full of blood and vitality. Even if the blood of the Desert God clan was only nourished and could not be used to its maximum extent, this blood alone was enough to turn the world upside down.

"The Desert God Clan!" Qiao Shexing's shocked voice came from overhead.

Qi Chen understood that since the other party knew someone of this bloodline, he was definitely not an ordinary demon. It was very likely that he had been in contact with people from the Desert God clan as a follower of the demon clan.

"No wonder you are so talented. No wonder you rose to prominence in a short period of time. No wonder the monster couldn't eat you."

This is the descendant of God, this is the bloodline of God. How could a monster that only stole the secret of heaven and gave birth to it in half a year eat the child of God?

Of course, he was wrong.

However, facing the sudden arrival of the Desert God clan's bloodline, Qiao Shexing only hesitated slightly before killing him.

As far as he knew, the blood of this clan would not be left outside at all, unless it was waste blood or waste.

Their clan does not allow weak people.

Qiao Shexing scolded: "The mystery of the great road is the laws of nature, the four-directional array, and the eight-column law."

Above the head, the breath in the palm was so terrifying that it almost crushed the well.

…

There is an unknown mountain forest and an unknown lake. Beside the unknown lake, there is an unknown old man.

The old man is the ancestor of the demon clan, but few people have seen his true form, so his appearance is not well known.

Even this appearance is fake.

But everyone knows that the ancestor of the demon clan is a strong man with eyes above his head.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. I thought you would only show up when my demon clan is dying." Ancestor Zhong opened his eyes one by one. He had seven eyes, as if looking around.

There is a map in front of him. The map of the earth is of course much wider than the world map in the hands of ordinary humans, and it covers the terrain in the mountains.

Mo Guantian stood in front of him, his brows furrowed and then relaxed. He did not speak, but rushed into the room with a quick stride.

The expression of the ancestor of the demon clan changed drastically, he turned around and shouted angrily, slapping the table with one hand: "Mo Guantian, how dare you!"

"Why wouldn't I dare!"

"presumptuous!

"I'm just being arrogant. Even the sky is none of my business. What does it matter if I act arrogantly!"

In just a few seconds, Mo Guantian walked out of the wooden house, holding a gourd in his arms.

When he shook it, the gourd made a roaring sound. When he opened it slightly and smelled it, the fragrance spread all over the place.

"Hey..." The ancestor sighed heavily, feeling extremely distressed when he saw his treasure being snatched away.

"Next time you better not come back."

Mo Guantian took a sip of wine: "Do you think I am willing to come back? I just came to see if your clone is dead. If it is dead, I will run to the mountains right now and set off firecrackers and sing to your real body.

Drink and dance.”

The ancestor looked gloomy: "I'm so sorry, I'm still alive."

"How about you die now?"

The ancestor was so angry that he had black lines all over his face.

Mo Guantian sat down calmly, looked at the map, and drank heavily, spilling some of the wine, which made his ancestor feel extremely distressed.

"Has the matter in the mountains been resolved?" Mo Guantian asked.

"The old woman has come forward, and everyone must give her face."

"I'll ask for a lot of benefits," Mo Guantian said happily.

"That's what they owe us. It's been three hundred years, so naturally they have to collect a debt."

"Did you really leave your name?" Mo Guantian still asked worriedly.

"This time I really left my name."

Mo Guantian gave a thumbs up: "You are so awesome."

"Quality! Quality!" The ancestor was so angry that he kept slamming the table.

"You are so awesome."

He simply stopped talking.

Mo Guantian looked at a certain place on the map, where there was a cliff near the Five Elements Temple.

There is a saying on the cliff that only the strong leave their names.

There are not many people who can leave their names there, and now there is another ancestor of the demon clan.

The fact that this name remains there is of great significance to the demon clan on the earth, because it represents that this world recognizes the existence of their demon clan and is no longer an alien.

"It's just my lineage." The ancestor made an irresponsible stab.

Mo Guantian was stunned, then became furious and almost turned over the table: "Fuck you, you old immortal, can you speak without gasping for breath? This is your lineage, not the entire demon clan!"

"It's a pity that you are not from my lineage." The ancestor shrugged.

"You know, the demon clan on the earth is divided into three factions. My faction is the hedonistic faction, and we will settle down when we come. Your faction is the escape faction, and the other is the invasion faction."

"You call me ancestor just because I have lived a long time. Mo Guantian, if you have the ability, you can leave your name there yourself."

Mo Guantian was slumped and his shoulders sank.
Chapter completed!