It’s too dangerous to seize the direct descendant, so I choose to be the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 121 Who among you is the Holy King?This seat is going to burst!
this night.

Finally passed.

Zhao Ci looked expressionlessly at the window through which the blue light had passed.

It was dawn.

He hasn't slept till now.

What a crime!

I slept happily.

Suddenly, a little aunt came and pumped energy into his body, leaving him alone.

Then Zhu Li appeared and punched himself with his body.

孽 孽!
Anyway, in the middle of the night, when Cuiyun was asked to boil water for her to take a bath and wash her clothes, Cuiyun blushed for a long time.

After this fiasco.

Zhao Ci understood.

Although his soul is a veteran, his body actually retains Yuanyang, and he is really good at cooking.

Arguably.

In this world's cultivation system, Yuanyang is not particularly important. You only need to keep it until the period of consciousness qi expires to reduce the interference with the induction of true qi. After you have cultivated to this level, you don't need to keep it anymore.

Who can I turn to?

The little aunt is all following tricks and she will definitely not give it.

Although Kan Luotang is his fiancée, it feels like they just appreciate each other and don't call her at all.

Zhu Li...

Sleeping with a fool is illegal!
The little girl is good-looking.

But I don't understand anything.

I probably don’t know anything yet.

How about learning from Feng Kucha?
never mind!

never mind!

Zhao Ci rubbed his head, crossed his legs and circulated the Huangji Body Refining Technique for a week, and then he cheered up his empty spirit a little.

After stretching, he went out and wandered towards the martial arts arena.

As a result, no one has arrived yet.

I heard two girls chattering and discussing problems.

Cuiyun: "Miss Li, did you run into His Highness's room last night?"

Zhu Li: "Ang! What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask you what you did in the past."

"You don't even know this? Your Highness went crazy last night. When I entered his room, he was extremely hot all over."

"Ah? Obsessed? Miss Li, are you sure you are obsessed?"

"Isn't it good?
"...Miss Li, when you did this, did you ever think about Miss Luotang?"

"Huh? I really haven't thought about it...I'm not the kind of person who invites people everywhere if they have merit!"

"Okay, okay! No wonder His Highness seems to be distracted. It turns out this is what happened."

"Unconscious? Is this the sequelae of being possessed? No, I've already helped him rejuvenate!"

"Wonderful hand? Rejuvenation?"

Cuiyun opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but look at Zhu Li's white and delicate hands.

Is it so amazing?
"Cough cough!"

A cough sounded.

Cuiyun quickly saluted: "Your Highness!"

Zhao Ci rubbed his head: "I heard you chatting here so early in the morning. Why do you dare to ask about everything? Is it because I'm usually too kind to you, or are you at your rebellious stage?"

Cuiyun said quickly: "Your Highness, I was wrong..."

Zhao Ci waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and prepare breakfast, I'm hungry!"

"Yes!"

Cuiyun breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran towards the kitchen.

Zhu Li put her hands on her hips, looking like she was about to praise me.

Zhao Ci: "..."

After all, he didn't say anything and walked directly towards the civilian officials who were sweating profusely on the martial arts stage: "Brothers, please come and report on your training results."

Zhu Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Why do you feel like he has such a bad temper after going crazy?
Didn't want to talk to me last night.

Don't want to talk to me this morning either.

"boss?"

She walked angrily and grabbed Zhao Ci's arm: "I saved you. If you don't thank me, I'll forget it. Why are you so embarrassed?"

Zhang Dayong was originally reporting, but he suddenly stopped when he saw this scene.

The other four also stood at attention, not daring to make any sound.

After all, they all heard clearly the conversation between Zhu Li and Cuiyun just now.

I dare not remember a single word of that!
Zhang Dayong glanced at Zhao Ci suspiciously, feeling more and more that this person did not look like the Holy Lord. Although the Holy Lord did not bring any memories when he was reincarnated, after all, his soul could actually be brought into his mother's womb.

The saintly king in my impression was so proud, how could he possibly trick a little girl into doing such an obscene thing under the guise of being possessed by a maniac?

This Zhu Li is also outrageous. Even though he was deceived, he actually proudly asked for thanks.

No wonder she thinks of herself as the "chief official" all day long and wants to take care of everything in the palace. I'm afraid she has long wanted to be the tenth princess.

Zhao Ci also had a big head and could only say thank you repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you!"

Just now I was worried about how to face Zhu Li.

Look at her like this now.

There doesn't seem to be anything to worry about.

Zhu Li then showed a smile, pointed at everyone and said: "I have watched their cultivation, and they have made great progress. The body-building pill has made up for their acquired deficiencies, and they are destined to be of great use in the future."

Zhao Ci grinned. I really want to communicate with Zhang Dayong. Can you stop talking?

He had no choice but to forcefully change the subject: "Rather than making up for it with the Bodybuilding Pill, it's better to say that they counterattacked with their own efforts. Just like the Demon Lord once said, there has never been mediocrity in this world, so-called talent. , are just excuses made by those who are lazy and not cruel enough to themselves."

"it is good!"

Zhang Dayong applauded wildly in his heart, but on the surface he remained silent and dull.

However, Xiao Shenke asked curiously: "Your Highness, do you think what the Demon Lord said makes sense?"

"That's natural!"

Zhao Ci nodded: "Although the Demon Lord has been unfavorable to my father, my father also admits that the Demon Lord is a rare strong man in the world and has many merits. I have heard many stories about the Demon Lord. According to legend, I also think this man is a wonderful person.

It's a pity that there are many mixed rumors, and I don't know which ones are true or false.

Is the rumor about the Eighteen Girls in the Night Palace true? "

The corner of Xiao Shenke's mouth twitched: "The others may be true, but this designation is false. Many reliable rumors say that the Demon Lord restrains his desires very much in order to keep his mind stable."

"so……"

Zhao Ci nodded thoughtfully: "I also think this rumor is not true. After all, how could a strong man like Demon Lord indulge in such low-level desires. What about the massacre in Yingchuan..."

Another official responded: "My family is from Yingchuan. I know this. In fact, there was no massacre of the city, but the massacre of a small village. It seems because..."

soon.

Morning exercises turned into gossip sessions about the devil.

Zhang Dayong didn't say anything, he just listened and laughed. He has the most say on this topic, but now is obviously not the opportunity to express himself.

This Zhao Ci, on the other hand, made him look at him with admiration.

Originally, after hearing Zhao Ci enlighten Yang Mo yesterday, I thought that this person was contrary to the thoughts of the Holy Lord.

But now it seems that it was just for comfort.

This man actually admired the Holy King quite a lot.

From this point of view, it is possible that he is the reincarnation of the Holy King.

After all, only like people will cherish each other.

On the other hand, Yang Mo.

Human waste must be like a piece of shit.

As a result, he even spoke rudely to the Holy Lord.

really.

The strong admire the sage.

The weak spurn the sage.

What a judgment call!

"Ok?"

Zhang Dayong suddenly frowned and felt a message coming from his soul.

Yang Mo bought the soul-burning potion that burns the soul and temporarily improves understanding?

He was very familiar with this potion.

Because this is their own business in Linge to make money. After all, they can't rely entirely on Gu Xiangzhu's money. That girl is not a good person, and she will infiltrate them miserably every time she gives money.

Even this time, when he wanted to monitor the suspicious list, he only dared to use the power of his direct relatives, because the other parts had been infiltrated into a sieve by Gu Xiangzhu.

Moreover, since his attempt to kill Zhao Ci, Gu Xiangzhu has almost cut off the financial resources of Linge Branch.

Fortunately, his soul-burning potion business was good, and many gamblers who were stuck wanted to give it a try.

Fortunately, there is Lord Saint.

If Lord Shengjun hadn't developed the soul-burning potion and left it to him to take care of, he would have been manipulated by that bitch Gu Xiangzhu.

Just didn't expect it.

This magical potion actually fell into the hands of a person like Yang Mo who did not respect the Holy King.

Is he worthy?

This trash is really cunning!

Yesterday, I told Zhao Ci that I had found a way to explore my potential, but I turned around and found the soul-burning potion.

What does it mean?
It means that the introspection pill has no effect on him at all. It is completely useless and pure waste. Otherwise, how could he find such a life-threatening thing?

When in a daze.

Breakfast in the Tenth Prince's Mansion has been prepared.

Zhang Dayong kept his head down and went to eat with everyone. At this time, the topic had shifted from Demon Lord to Demon Gong.

A group of laymen talked a lot about demonic skills, describing them as extremely terrifying, and even talked about the glorious achievements of the elders of the demonic sect.

Zhang Dayong looked depressed when he heard this, because many of them were his own doing.

If it weren't for maintaining his character, he would really want to have a good talk with these bumpkins.

It's a pity that I can't say.

This feeling is like walking at night in brocade clothes.

An insider listens to a group of laymen talking nonsense.

According to the urinary nature of Tianqiao storytellers, this is completely a script for the manifestation of a saint in front of people!
A group of people are praising the protagonist for how awesome he is.

The real protagonist is actually among them, silent.

then.

A harpy taunts the protagonist.

The protagonist reveals his identity.

The audience was shocked!

This script is fun to think about, especially when it happens to me.

It’s a pity that it’s not fun!
Zhang Dayong was so suffocated that he felt uncomfortable all over.

Zhao Ci also felt uncomfortable all over.Pinch mom.

The symposium was started, but this Huangfu Song didn't even hold in his fart. He listened from beginning to end without making any move that could reveal any information.

How can you bear it?

but……

It’s not that there was no gain at all.

Because he just brought the topic to the demonic arts and talked at length about the demonic cult’s secret technique of seizing bodies.

In the end, Zhang Dayong's wish was to "find out what kind of person Zhao Ci is."

But it didn't become, "I must give the demon king a body to seize."

so……

Didn't he come here to seize my body?
Is the aunt's judgment wrong?

But he didn't come here to seize my body, so what could he come for?
It's really puzzling!

do not care.

The symposium continues.

None of these people can even think of cultivating today!

So after dinner, he directly sent Cuiyun to get some melon seeds, and even invited her to attend the symposium.

This chat.

We chatted until noon.

Only then did Zhao Ci realize that there was one person missing: "Hey? Where is Lao Mo?"

"How do I know that?"

Feng Kucha spread his hands. He had slept on the water bed with Crocodile Girl in his arms today, so he came relatively late.

But no way.

This is all to build strategic medical reserves for the Ten Princes' Mansion.

So I fought a little longer last night.

The result was unexpected.

Lao Mo was actually lazier than me, and he didn't even wake up at noon.

Just as he was about to say something cheerful, he saw a familiar figure: "Hey? Is Lao Mo here?"

Zhao Ci's eyes also lit up: "Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here."

"Who is Cao Cao?"

"You don't need to understand this story about a young woman killer."

"Eh? Could it be that Old Mo is also..."

"..."

Zhao Ci ignored him and walked directly to Yang Mo: "Old Mo, how was your practice last night?"

He really cares about Yang Mo.

After all, it involves a golden wish and a godly chrysalis talent that sounds awesome.

No matter which one you need, you need it most.

Yang Mo's face stiffened for a moment, and a smile quickly appeared on his face: "The effect is very good, I finally found the direction, but if I want to discover my talent, I still need some medicine that can warm my soul. Brother Ci, you... …”

Zhao Ci agreed readily: "I will send someone to Danfang Street to buy it. You can use the practice room alone today."

Yang Mo became more and more moved, but the more moved he was, the greater the psychological pressure.

This kindness accumulates more and more.

How should I pay it back?
Wu Yan sat down and waited for someone to buy the elixir.

[Yang Mo’s current wish]: You can’t fail this time, you must succeed, and take off completely!Rewards for completing the wish: Comprehension value +1000, Takeoff Talisman X1.

The corners of Zhao Ci's mouth rose slightly.

It seems that Lao Mo has really found his direction.

With this wave of investment, we finally see hope of getting our money back.

After a stick of incense.

The maid came back with the elixir to warm and nourish the soul. Yang Mo took it and hurried to the practice room.

Wait until the door of the practice room is closed.

Then he sat down cross-legged.

this time.

I must win.

……

the other side.

The symposium continues.

Although Zhao Ci pretended to be lively, his interest was somewhat waning.

Because it is advocated that Dayong is even more fuzzy than himself.

Zhang Dayong had no choice.

Because just now, while Zhao Ci was going to the latrine, he attached a wisp of soul mist to Yang Mo.

Although he felt that this waste and the Holy Lord were two extremes.

But after all, he is one of the key suspects.

Especially at this critical moment when taking the soul-burning potion.

It still needs to be paid attention to.

His mind moved.

Then he controlled the soul mist from a distance and quietly penetrated into the back of Yang Mo's head.

This is the secret technique of synaesthesia, which allows him to experience all of Yang Mo's senses.

I do not know how long it has been.

"hiss……"

Zhang Dayong took a breath of cold air.

it hurts!

This is...the Demonic Body Forging?
Ah this...

Something is wrong?
There is something wrong with Yang Mo.

[Zhang Dayong (Huangfu Song)’s current wish]: Find out what kind of person Yang Mo is.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +100, Insight Talisman X1.

Zhao Ci: "???"

bro!

Why are you still in love with someone else?

Zhang Dayong was already a little confused. He could now feel all the pain of Yang Mo.

But he couldn't hear even a single cry of pain from Yang Mo.

Not even a groan.

What kind of pain tolerance is this.

Misjudged!
This Yang Mo is definitely a ruthless person.

Then, he heard Yang Mo's extremely suppressed voice but still couldn't hide his excitement: "Hahahahahaha! It worked. This secret technique is indeed effective, but the level of my comprehension is too low. It has not been completely broken yet, nor has it been fully established." , forge it again, forge it again!”

Zhang Dayong: "???"

bro!

I was already sweating profusely.

I'm terrified of this thing. How many more times do you want to exercise in a row?

This is a top ruthless person!

Also at this time.

Another message came from this soul: The meteorite powder Yang Mo bought was for his parents, and they should not live long.

"hiss……"

Ruthless!

What a ruthless man!
He must be Lord Shengjun!

Such perseverance.

And he also mastered the secret technique of demon body forging.

If this is not the Holy King, then who is...

It happened at this time.

Zhu Li asked: "Boss! You are so kind to Yang Mo. You give him everything!"

"nonsense!"

Zhao Ci shook his legs: "You are all my workers. As long as it can improve your strength, I will definitely give you anything I can give you!"

Zhang Dayong: "???"

and many more!

Almost forgot.

Zhao Ci also knows the secret technique of demon body forging, and if he breaks through a first-grade body and then stands up again, the pain he has to endure will definitely be greater.

In other words.

Zhao Ci is also a ruthless person.

And listening to what he said, it was very likely that Yang Mo's secret technique of Heavenly Demon body training was taught by him.

even……

He also couldn't guarantee that Zhao Ci could have the body of a demon because Gu Xiangzhu violated the religious rules and taught it to him.

Because he had never confronted Gu Xiangzhu.

In other words, Zhao Ci's magic power may also be brought out by his own soul.

Otherwise, it would be hard to explain why he suddenly rose up after being mediocre for so long.

hiss……

The information is completely untrustworthy!

Originally, according to the guidance of ink painting, magic power would be an extremely critical feature.

result.

Chaos!

It's all messed up!
Who is the reincarnation of the Holy King?
This seat is going to burst!
Gu Xiangzhu, the wife of Quante Niang.

[Zhang Dayong (Huangfu Song)’s current wish]: Kill this bitch Gu Xiangzhu.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +1000, Bitch Talisman X1.

Zhao Ci: "???"

Are you schizophrenic?

Good luck, why did you kill my little aunt?
Kill my little aunt.

Who came over in the middle of the night and kissed me awake?

"Keng!"

A spear was inserted in front of Zhang Dayong.

Zhang Dayong was horrified: "Your Highness, Your Highness? What are you..."

Zhao Ci cursed and said, "We've been chatting here all day, and you can't even hold your ass out. It's not good for you to be so unsocial. Today we're going to have a lesbian friendship in the house. Let's fight for the first time!"

Zhang Dayong: "..."

Zhao Ci was ready to give him a good time.

Damn!

Want to bully my little aunt?
My little aunt can only be bullied by myself!
(End of this chapter)