Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 120 [You Become My Son, Holy Lord]

Upon hearing her father's order, Xiaoyu ran forward a few steps subconsciously without any reminder.

When I turned around, I found that Yang An was still standing there without moving.

She couldn't help but get anxious and turned back to pull him, but Xiaoyu couldn't pull Yang An.

"Why don't you run?"

Yang An stood there, spreading his hands innocently, "Why should I run?"

Xiaoyu was a little stunned for a moment. It was a good question, but she was speechless.

"I feel very comfortable here. I don't need to worry about food and drink. The people here speak nicely and call me Saint Son. Why should I run away?"

Yang An said as a matter of course.

As smart as Xiaoyu is, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

It seems so. If she were also regarded as a saint, she would not run away.

"But these are all bad guys." At this time, Jackie Chan grabbed Xiaoyu, picked up Yang An by the waist, held him under his arm, and ran outside.

"They might use your identity to do bad things."

"Oh? Is that so?" Yang An let Jackie Chan hold him and ran out.

Until we came to a dark hall.

Jackie Chan then put Yang An down and breathed a sigh of relief. He held Yang An's shoulders and said gently, "You are still young and don't understand, but not everyone who is nice to you is really nice to you."

The pale-faced young man nodded thoughtfully. Jackie Chan was about to continue speaking when he heard him ask in a low voice.

"What about you?"

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"Ah?" Jackie Chan was stunned.

The young man in front of him raised his head, staring at Jackie Chan with a pair of strange scarlet eyes, and asked softly, "Will you hurt me?"

"Lock me up like a monster?"

Jackie Chan looked at the boy's sad face, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly assured him seriously, "No, I won't, I promise."

"We will train you to be a good person."

At this moment, Dad's voice came.

"Jackie Chan, come and help Daddy."

Jackie Chan looked up and saw that they were already surrounded by hooded magicians.

Although Dad is powerful, two fists cannot beat four hands. He was almost attacked by a magician's lightning ball. Now he wields two magic wands and retreats step by step to Jackie Chan's side.

"Hand over the Son of God!" Anthony stepped forward and said coldly.

Compared to other magicians who can only rub electric balls with their hands, he is obviously more powerful and can emit electric eyes. With the blessing of Yang An's magic power, he can use more magic.

Jackie Chan stood in front of Xiaoyu and Yang An and shook his head firmly, "No."

"If you want this child, you have to get past me first!"

"You don't know what death is!" Anthony's eyes flashed with coldness. If it weren't for the order from the Holy Son, he couldn't kill them and would have let them 'kidnap' him away.

This group of old, weak and sick people had already been electrocuted into barbecued meat!

"Then kill this old guy first, and then deal with you later!"

Anthony pretended to prepare magic, and his father glared at him, "Old man! Let me see how good you are."

Just when the war was about to break out!
"Sandification and Earth Escape"

Suddenly, endless yellow sand gushed out from the ground, forming a storm that enveloped Dad, Jackie Chan and his companions.

Wait until the yellow sand disperses.

There was no one in the center of the hall.

Anthony finally breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hand at the magicians around him who were waiting for orders, "This place has been exposed. According to the order of the Holy Son, let's leave!"

Wait for the magicians to quickly leave through various hidden passages.

Behind Anthony, a hooded figure slowly stepped forward, "Good job."

"Lord Holy Son."

Anthony turned around and saw Yang An, who was completely parasitic on a magician. He bowed respectfully.

"Next, I will hide in the dark and try to find the various extraordinary items I want."

Yang An said calmly that this was the time when the Holy Lord was fighting with his father and the others, so he was betting on both sides to learn magic, but it was impossible for him to leave the treasures of this world unexplored.

So, he left a clone to lead these magicians.

"First stop, go to Xiangjiang"

Anthony didn't ask why, but nodded and agreed, "It's the Holy Son."

Yang An didn't reply, he just burrowed away and returned to the library.

He must be the first to discover the treasure of the Golden Rooster King and obtain the magic encyclopedia and ghost mask!

A field in the suburbs.

A burst of yellow sand gushed out from the ground.

Then three figures appeared, and Dad, Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Pah, pah, pah!" The old man coughed and his reading glasses were covered with sand. Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu were also covered in dirt.

Only Yang An emerged from the ground, his body clean without a speck of sand on it.

"Hey, why is there no sand on you?"

Dad was furious. This evil kid! It was hard to say he didn't do it on purpose!

"I'm sorry, I can't control this power well yet." Yang An said sincerely with a faint smile on his face.

Dad wanted to lose his temper but didn't know where to start, so he just gave Jackie Chan a slap.

"What are you still standing there for? Send a message to Sheriff Black and ask them to pick us up and arrest those bad wizards."

"Oh." Jackie Chan shook off most of the sand on his body and looked at Yang An in surprise, obviously surprised by this move.

"So, it's time to say goodbye."

Suddenly, the young man who was away from the three people spoke with a sad tone.

"Um?!"

Dad and Jackie Chan looked at each other. They had come to London with great difficulty to rescue this son of darkness. Well, being rescued did not mean they would just watch him go away.

Xiaoyu quickly got up and ran to Yang An, "What do you mean by that? Aren't you going back with us?"

"What if I go back and get imprisoned or used as a test subject?"

Yang An's pale face looked more innocent. He took a step back and signaled Xiaoyu not to come any closer.

Just looking at this face, as long as you don't stare at the eyes, is enough to make people feel pity.

Oh, what had this kid been through.

"No, Dad and Uncle Long will not let this happen, right Dad?" Xiaoyu quickly denied it and turned back to seek confirmation from Dad and Uncle Long.

"That's right, come with us, we can help you use this power reasonably." Jackie Chan nodded and invited.

Daddy also said seriously without hesitation, "Yes, we will protect your safety."

Even though he is the Son of Darkness, he is just a child and he cannot do anything murderous.

"Really?"

Yang An shook his head slightly. Verbal promises alone would not be enough.

Of course, apart from hell, there is probably no place in this world that can hold him.

"If Dad says it's okay, then it's okay!"

At this time, Dad showed his dominance as a great wizard.

Even though he is just an old man who lives in seclusion and runs an antique shop, as a disciple of a great wizard, he is a transcendent being who is superior to ordinary people.

Besides, no one except him knew Yang An’s true identity.

"Then I have a request. If you can agree to it, I am willing to go back with you."

Yang An smiled shyly, revealing his fox tail. "What's your request?"

In fact, Dad was also sighing in his heart. He had never seen a genius with such great talent.

The magic power that Yang An just unleashed is stronger than that of many formal mages.

As long as you are taught systematically, you will definitely become a great wizard!

Unfortunately, he is the son of darkness. Dad feels a little regretful.

"I would like you to be my teacher and teach me magic."

"." A look of surprise flashed across the old man's face. He widened his eyes and looked at Yang An who was bowing to him.

Subconsciously I wanted to refuse.

What a joke, my dad is a righteous wizard. Taking a guy covered in black water as his apprentice is like going against the will of heaven.

But then Dad fell silent again.

From what we can see so far, this child has a good character, good talents, and a rough life.

If I accept him as my disciple, maybe I can change his fate and make him a good person.

Xiaoyu exclaimed, "Why would you want to take Dad as your master? Why don't you take Uncle Long as your master? He's very powerful and knows Kung Fu!"

"Xiaoyu!"

Upon hearing this, the old man blew his beard and glared unhappily, and glanced at Xiaoyu. What's the point of knowing some martial arts? When it comes to magic, the only way to defeat magic is to use magic!

Xiaoyu also realized that she had said the wrong thing and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

Jackie Chan asked in surprise, "Why do you think so?"

Yang An smiled and said, "I think if the teacher is willing to accept me as a student, then he will not hurt his students in any way."

The old man was deeply touched when he saw the young man's forced smile with a hint of sadness. He thought of himself, who had left home to study at a young age, and was also so precocious and wary of others.

The vigilance in my father's eyes gradually relaxed, and he became much gentler and kinder.

It's just a child.

Seeing the thin and frail figure of the young boy, and thinking that he was an orphan, he was being watched by dark forces because of his talent.

It would be better to accept him.

Dad became hesitant, although it was a bit inappropriate for him, a righteous wizard, to take a son of darkness as a student.

But if he could guide this child onto the right path, wouldn't that be a good deed?

"Dad can promise you that he will accept you as his student. However, it will take some time for me to observe whether I can teach you magic." This is what Dad finally said.

At this time, the roar of helicopter propellers came from the sky.

Sheriff Blake finally arrived and fulfilled the old saying.

——Police, come out and clean the floor.

At the same time, a large number of British special police raided the castle.

Unfortunately, they got nothing and only caught a few small Karami.

In addition, the Brotherhood of Magic is well-connected, and many important people have connections with them.

Not long after the operation began, the commander of the mission received calls from three cabinet ministers and even the assistant secretary of the prime minister.

He knew that this operation was doomed to fail.

The commander panicked and ordered his men to evacuate the castle.

A large-scale operation against the Brotherhood of Magic also ended in failure.

As for Tru and his group, they had already been transferred away by Yang An and boarded a plane back to San Francisco.

Following this assault, the power of the Brotherhood of Magic began to gradually spread outward.

It seems that Yang An’s appearance is just a small episode, but who knows what kind of huge changes this little butterfly will cause when he flaps his wings!
San Francisco.

Top floor of Mafia building.

"You are the son of darkness?"

There was surprise and disbelief in the Holy Lord's voice. There was an "old man" standing in front of him. It was an exaggeration to describe him as the son of darkness.

Unlike his father, Zhengqi was so shameless in order to suppress the evil spirit that he directly revealed Yang An's appearance.

However, the black energy only informed the Holy Lord, "Good son, your mother gave birth to a good brother for you, you must help your mother take care of him and love him."

The result was that when Yang An, transformed into a white-bearded appearance, appeared in the Mafia building, the Holy Lord was shocked.

With a height of nearly five meters, the elevator couldn't even take him up.

"What? Can't you do that?"

Hearing the rough questioning voice and seeing the unceremonious action of sitting on the desk, the Holy Lord's eyes flashed red, and he was suppressed again.

"Sons, go and pour dad a cappuccino."

Before the Holy Lord could speak, Whitebeard turned around and spoke to Afen and the other three who were trembling beside him.

After being oppressed by Whitebeard for two whole days, Ah Fen nodded subconsciously and planned to go pour coffee.

But he was stopped by Valon, whose eyelids were twitching wildly.

"Wait a minute, it seems like I'm the one paying your salaries! He's not your boss!"

Ah Fen paused for a moment, with fear and hesitation on his face, and a sad face, "But...but if you don't obey, you will be beaten."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other three nodded in unison, which showed how much torture they had endured during the past two days with Whitebeard.

The white-bearded man sitting at his boss' desk with a big horse and golden sword cast his eyes towards Valon.

There was a hint of disdain in his eyes, "You stink too much of money, you are not worthy of being my son."

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Valon almost laughed out of anger, "Asshole, who wants to be your son? Holy Lord, do you care about him?"

But before Valon could finish.

"Shh-"

A 30-meter-long sword made of lightning was placed directly across Walon's neck.

He could even feel the tingling and numbness of the electric current on his skin. Valon was stunned and didn't dare to move.

"Huh, are you challenging me? I allow you to run 29 meters first!"

madman!

This is a madman! Valon looked at the white-bearded man sitting there in horror. In an instant, infinite killing intent was focused on him, letting him know that the other party was not joking.

At this time, the Holy Lord finally spoke with a gloomy face.

"You are definitely not the Son of Darkness!"

"Who says I'm not?"

"I don't sense the presence of black energy on you!" The Holy Lord said coldly. He had been silent just now, just checking Whitebeard's body, and found that there was no black energy around.

Of course not, after all, this is just a body that Yang An possessed.

"Okay, I admit that I am not that holy son."

What the Holy Lord didn't expect was that Whitebeard actually denied himself. He just laughed wildly and spat.

"I won't be someone else's son!"

At this point, Whitebeard suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look closely at the coiled dragon sculpture in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

Although the Holy Lord was disappointed that this man was not the Son of Darkness, he could still feel his power.

He can control lightning and water, penetrate the entire Black Hand Building effortlessly, and defeat hundreds of black shadow ninja soldiers.

The Holy Lord wanted to recruit this powerful man under his command. Although he was a little old, he was very powerful. With him around, maybe his resurrection would be a sure thing.

Just as the Holy Lord was thinking about what to use to lure and win back this powerful man.

Whitebeard's next words made the Holy Lord furious. His expression changed and many pillars of fire spurted out from around him.

"I think you're pretty good, why don't you become my son?"

(End of this chapter)