Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 620
At first glance, the man was huge, but when he came closer, I saw that he was a little old man with a stooped figure.

With a gray-white goatee, wearing a short jacket and black cloth shoes, he walked slowly into the ruins.

Behind him, there were five men of different heights and ages, surrounding him.

These people actually have many similarities with him in terms of appearance and eyebrows. The oldest one is similar to him, as if they are seventy years old, while the youngest is almost half a hundred years old.

These people were from the enemy's family just now.

On the other side, someone cried loudly: "Baili, my son..."

It was a woman in her 40s, in her mid-mature years, and she still had a charming charm, but she was crying very loudly and mournfully.

Farther away, there are many people standing. Some of these people are practitioners, night walkers, and people in the industry, while some are not. They are just ordinary people, and some are even employees here.

The old man came from the ruins, and with a light grasp of his right hand, countless bricks and tiles floated into the air.

Under his will, these bricks and tiles turned into a huge seat, at the highest point of the collapsed three-story guild hall.

The seat looks extremely rough, but when they are gathered together, they have a kind of supreme majesty.

The old man ignored us, but walked slowly towards the seat built among the ruins.

This man's aura is so strong that it is suffocating.

In a scuffle, the remaining 12 people subconsciously dispersed, surrounded us far away, and stopped moving forward.

I rubbed the blood-filled Golden Cudgel on the ground, but I still felt that it was too greasy, so I injected demon power to evaporate the grease and blood on it. The strange smell made me a little sick .

And Ma Yi'ao also stopped his killing heart, and looked up at the throne above the ruins.

The old man sat on it, looking down from a height.

He stared at us for a while, before he said calmly: "This place, my family has gone through a lot of hard work, and it took 30 years to finally turn it into what it is now, but in the end, it was completely destroyed by you overnight."

Ma Yi'ao said calmly: "If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come, right?"

The old man put his hands on the armrests of the seat, turned sideways, and said slowly: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Qiu Qianqiu, and I am the owner of this piece of land."

Ma Yi'ao cupped his hands, and said: "I reported it before, and now I will report it again—Ma Yi'ao, a disciple of the Southern Hunan Qixia Dynasty An."

I stuck the hot golden cudgel into the rubble on the ground, cupped my hands and said, "Songcheng Hou Mo."

Although it is a place of life and death, at this moment, we still abide by the rules of the world.

After listening to our self-registration number, Qiu Qianqiu pointed to Qiu Baili lying in the woman's arms in the distance, and said, "Do you know? For a night walker, especially if he has cultivated to the realm of the demon king, Procreating offspring is a very difficult thing, and it is even more difficult to have an offspring who inherits the power of my perfect blood. This child is the most proud work of my life, not one of them, but At this moment, it is destroyed in your hands."

He was not angry, sad, or emotional, but told the story plainly.

Hearing this, Ma Yi'ao nodded and said, "I know."

Qiu Qianqiu shook his head, saying no, you don’t know—many people accused the high-ranking Nightcrawler of being lustful, even the most serious demon king would have several concubines, and those who were a little bit more indulgent, a dozen, dozens More than one of them thinks that we are licentious, violating human relations, and even going against the trend of this world, but they don't think that what we are looking for is just to have a descendant who can inherit our blood, life is in a hurry, However, in a hundred years, more than 100 years at most, it will fall away and no longer exist in the world. The only thing that can make this world remember us is the continuation of our blood...

He was like a sentimental old man, chattering away, but Ma Yi'ao turned around and said to me: "Hou Zi, did you hear that?"

I was a little dazed, what's wrong?
Ma Yi'ao said: "People have already told you that you have to work hard. Only by constantly working hard and improving, and becoming a demon king, then the emotional problems you are facing will be solved. Don't worry about your own choices. It's really not possible. , choose them all..."

I smiled wryly, and said that I am good at killing people, and the girl is willing to fall in love.

Ma Yi'ao disagreed, saying that whether a girl is willing or not depends on whether you spend your time or not, don't take it too seriously, we are in this business, sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, why should there be too many moral shackles...

He persuaded me earnestly, and at this time, someone coughed.

The one who interrupted his words was naturally Qiu Qianqiu.

The old man said dumbfoundedly: "You two, can you respect the old man a little bit? I'm talking to you, can you stop chatting with each other?"

Ma Yi'ao was a little embarrassed, raised his hand and said, "Speak."

Qiu Qianqiu pointed to the piles of ruins and countless fallen corpses around him, and then said: "I have spent most of my life collecting and recruiting these people for my own use. To do things for my enemies, I had to make a lot of money, spent countless thoughts, asked for money, asked for money, asked for people to give, but now, they all died at your hands."

Ma Yi'ao shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, but as time goes by, I guess I'll do it all over again."

Qiu Qianqiu said: "You two little fellows almost ruined everything I have."

Ma Yi'ao smiled and said, "Do you know why?"

He waited all night for this question.

In order to be able to stand in front of this emperor-like man and ask this question, Ma Yi'ao put in too much effort.

I went crazy with him, went crazy with him, and went through life and death with him, all because of this.

He was suffocated.

Qiu Qianqiu obviously understood, and said calmly: "You want to say, because of your master Wang Chao'an?"

Ma Yi'ao snapped his fingers, very happy: "You guessed it right."

"Ugh……"

Qiu Qianqiu let out a long sigh. As a demon king who has stood at the peak of power for decades, he has the courage to admit everything, and he is not as wretched as an ordinary thief.

He sighed and said: "I have considered many things, but in the end I didn't consider that you two juniors are able to do such a big thing-I have heard some rumors from you, and I have given you enough respect, but I still underestimated your strength, as well as your determination and courage... If my son can have half of yours, I will be gratified."

At this moment, Qiu Qianqiu did not show the terror of the demon king.

He seemed to be just an old father who lost his son.

If it wasn't for the people next to me who all lowered their heads, many of them were even trembling with fright, and their bodies were stiff, I would almost have forgotten the identity of this person.

Ma Yi'ao could feel the opponent's strength, but he was not afraid, but smiled and said: "Next, you will be even more surprised."

Qiu Qianqiu shook his head, and then said: "No, you guys overestimated your own strength - you want to kill me? It's impossible."

Ma Yi'ao said: "That's not necessarily true?"

Qiu Qianqiu put his hands in front of his chin, and said calmly: "I have almost understood your strength. It is indeed very strong, which is surprising and unexpected, but to me, it is nothing more than bugs—— I know that Hou Mo once defeated a demon king on the Golden Summit of Emei, but if you compare me with that kind of demon king who has just started, you will find that you have made a big mistake; Reinforcement, but in this remote place in the western suburbs, no one will come to rescue you, everything here is under my control; as for the court..."

He showed a weird smile and said, "Don't fantasize, no one will come to rescue you."

Ma Yi'ao laughed loudly and said, "Do you think we are waiting for someone to rescue us by single-handedly killing the general? No, we are just afraid that we will be late. My master is on the road to Huangquan, and it's just a hard wait..."

Qiu Qianqiu was a little surprised by his confidence, which made him stare at us for a while.

Afterwards, Qiu Qianqiu said slowly: "You know why you made such a fuss and even killed my son, can I still talk to you so calmly?"

Ma Yi'ao said, "Why?"

Qiu Qianqiu stood up slowly, and said calmly: "Because of you, I got the body of Jin Chanzi, and I will be able to melt the dharma body and become a truly immortal existence-the blood of the descendants, to me, is just to prove that I am It’s just something that came to this world, not to mention that he is just my best son, who is useless, I still have a bunch, and if I can have you, those children are all dead, so what’s the matter? I could have continued to have fun with you Chat, wait until the breath gathered in that monkey dissipates, but I have changed my mind now, the arrogance of the two of you makes me unable to bear it for a second..."

At this moment, he had completely stood up and stretched out his hand, but a Guandao appeared in his hand.

Qiu Qianqiu shouted loudly: "Everyone, raise soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a while, I want to capture this golden cicada, and you help me capture that monkey—the sun will rise tomorrow, and I will invite you to eat Tang monk meat!"

The remnant party, together with the five masters of the Chou family beside Qiu Qianqiu's throne, at this moment, all shouted in unison.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Qianqiu walked down.

Only then did I realize that behind him, a huge figure also appeared.

That figure was as tall as a dozen floors.

It was a huge orangutan.

(End of this chapter)