Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Luo Qing's voice awakened Xiaoyu who was a little depressed.

She slightly raised her head to glance at Luo Qing who was wearing a hood, and forced a smile on her face, but failed.

She lowered her head again and murmured: "Sorry, I can see too many things in that state, and I have asked you more than once if you have something to hide from me."

"As you said, even best friends need a little distance. I also think it's right. I've tried not to let myself think too much."

As Xiaoyu said, she looked up at Luo Qing, then lowered her head again: "But I'm not alone"

Luo Qing also leaned against the wall and looked at the stars in the sky. He said in a tone of relief, "Want to hear my story?"

Without waiting for Xiaoyu's answer, Luo Qing began to narrate in a tone full of memories: "I really lied to you. In fact, I am not an orphan, and I was not even born in Huaguo."

"I used to have a very happy family. Although my parents didn't have much money, they would take me out to play every weekend. There seemed to be different tricks waiting for me every weekend in the elk park, amusement park, and haunted house."

"At that time, I was really happy. The whole world was full of smiling faces. I felt that I was the happiest child in the world, and I was looking forward to the arrival of the weekend all day long."

The smile on Luo Qing's face at this moment is very real, more real than ever before, and he can feel the joy from his heart.

"However, people say that happy times are always short-lived. Indeed, five or six years ago."

As he spoke, the smile on his face gradually flattened and became expressionless: "I was ten years old that year, and it was also a happy weekend. We came back from the paradise-like children's paradise again, but this time I was not greeted by the usual A wonderful dreamland."

"A black man named David sat in the living room of my house at some point. He held a pistol in his left hand and a dagger that was still dripping blood in his right hand. He looked at the family of three returning home with a grim smile."

Luo Qing's breathing was slightly disturbed, but it quickly recovered, but the tone lacked some warmth.

Xiaoyu's face did not know when there was no entanglement and loneliness, but an abnormal paleness, and she already didn't want to listen to it anymore.

"I didn't really understand what happened that day when I was only ten years old. I only knew that my parents told me to run away from that warm home. The farther I ran, the better."

"I was obedient as always, and kept running until the sound of heavy footsteps approached."

Luo Qing's tone has lost the slightest turmoil, like a machine that only knows what to broadcast, which makes Xiaoyu extremely uncomfortable.

Xiaoyu didn't expect to hear this kind of answer, she murmured in disbelief: "Don't tell me, I don't want to know anything."

Luo Qing didn't end, looked at Xiaoyu, and continued indifferently: "The next thing is... the pain, the pain, the kind of pain that hurts to the bone. I fell down on a rainy night, feeling the passing of life."

"But it was also that rainy night. My master passed by. He was a very indifferent person, but he seemed to look at me with pity, or it seemed to be something else. I survived miraculously." Luo Qing's voice fluctuated.

But I continued to state: "I am very grateful to my master, and I try my best to please my master, because I know I have nothing left."

"I started to study hard. I don't know if it was because of my heavy injuries on that rainy night. My health is really bad. Even with Master's magical recuperation, my body is still half-dead, and I can't even study. magic."

"I feel like I'm a waste. I thought Master would give up on me, but he didn't."

"So, I searched for the reason of my body in ancient books, because the master said that my physique is very special, so special that he can't see the trace before it is activated."

"After nearly five years of searching, I read countless ancient and modern books, and finally, two months ago, I found my own problem."

Luo Qing looked at the girl whose face was getting paler, and asked softly: "Do you still remember what my father said two months ago? He said, I deserve to die five years ago."

"And I'm a ghost who should have died but lingered!"

Luo Qing's eyes turned into pure black, and the evil spirit's vision was activated, and she looked at her eyes full of mist: "And the eyes of ghosts can see many things, and I see in you what keeps me alive Chance, I also want to explain everything, but... I am a ghost!"

Xiaoyu looked at Luo Qing's pure black eyes, she didn't have the slightest fear, but looked at them with tears in her eyes. Although she had seen the bloody world, for a kind girl, everything Luo Qing told was too much. It's heavy.

"As long as you ask Blake about the black massacre in San Francisco five years ago, the victim surnamed Luo will know that I did approach you with a purpose and kept it from you all the time."

Luo Qing took two steps back and bowed slightly: "Perhaps ghosts shouldn't think about anything, sorry, it won't happen in the future."

With that said, he turned around and walked away.

Behind him, hurried footsteps sounded, Xiaoyu quickly approached and hugged him from behind, and said in a very anxious voice: "No, we are best friends, we have always been!"

Luo Qing paused, didn't speak, just stared at a swing in front of him in a daze, now he should be happy, because everything went in the direction he expected again, but

"Yes, we are your friends too." Some gentle middle-aged voices sounded.

Luo Qing was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head abruptly, Dad, Tru, and Chen Long came out from behind a house at some point and smiled at him.

At this moment, Luo Qing was completely stunned, the eyes hidden under the hood were inexplicable.

Xiaoyu was also stunned, sniffed, let go of Luo Qing and asked with some embarrassment: "Uncle Long, why did you come with me?"

Chen Long approached, patted Xiaoyu's head, and said gently: "There's no such thing as a little girl running around in the middle of the night. Of course we have to follow her out to see. San Francisco hasn't been peaceful recently."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Luo Qing, his eyes still gentle: "As for Luo Qing, it's wrong to cheat, but since you have a reason for what happened, then don't do it as an example."

The old man's eyes are also gentle, so he just said, how can he see it wrong with his eyesight, it is a corpse!

"Okay, I got it, thank you, Uncle Long." Luo Qing suddenly smiled in relief. He was already cautious in surviving in this world, so why work so tiringly?

Why can't they be true friends with such a kind family at Papa's Antiques?

This is... a real world!

There is a truth that the time of happiness is always short. A vigorous dragon roar pierced the sky and instantly frozen the atmosphere in the field.

Luo Qing looked up, and immediately saw a fire dragon rushing straight into the sky, dropped something from the sky, and then disappeared.

"Holy Master!" Dad's tone was full of dignity: "True, go back and get the magic weapon, hurry up!"

"Good sir!" Trud said, and was about to leave.

"Wait!" But being stopped by Luo Qing, he looked very solemnly at a slowly falling dim light, and the evil spirit's vision was activated again. In an instant, his eyes were stabbed, and the evil spirit's vision was forced to close.

Luo Qing murmured solemnly: "There is also a high-level evil spirit, very strong!"

As soon as the words fell, the air suddenly became moist, and a drop of bone-chilling rain dripped from the sky and landed on Luo Qing's shoulder.

A terrifying sense of oppression descended instantly, causing his shoulders to sink slightly!

Um, is this one too heavy?But I thought, if I really can't find it, I feel very out of my wits.

If you don't like it, I will try to avoid this kind of heavy stuff in the future.

Chapter 110 Evil Spirit King?

The rain gradually became heavier, and the dots of rain followed the phantom in the distance, forming a torrential rain that had never been seen before.

The crescent moon and stars in the sky were completely blocked at this moment, and the sound of terrifying rain drowned everything out.

The old man's waist also seemed to bend slightly. He looked at the gradually blurred figure in the rain, and couldn't help shouting: "Oh, king-level? Impossible! There is no Necromancer Realm!"

The black energy in the whole world also rose sharply at this moment, crushing the righteous energy in an instant, and pushing the balance to a higher level.

"Father, what's the matter with you?" Chen Long looked at the trembling father and asked anxiously.

Dad paused, looked at Chen Long and the three of them who were just a little uncomfortable, not heavy, looked at Luo Qing, and instantly came to the conclusion: the stronger the Yu Chaofan, the stronger the suppressing effect!

Luo Qing held the horse charm on his chest slightly, and the heavy feeling brought by the raindrops suddenly disappeared. After thinking for a while, he handed the horse charm to his father and said, "Dad, horses can dispel all external forces, and this time we need yours even more." strength."

The old man didn't hesitate, he took it directly, the light of the horse charm flashed wildly, and the old man straightened up, and without thinking about it, he put his two fingers together on Tru's forehead: "Do you want the old man to die? No? Then why don't you go and help the old man get the magic weapon?"

"Oh, yes sir, I'll go right away!" Trudeau said and trotted out in the pouring rain.

Without the horse, the heavy feeling brought by the new raindrops hit again, Luo Qing bent down slightly, and black energy poured into the index finger of his left hand.

hiss.. roar~

A hoarse roar was extraordinarily clear under the increasingly heavy rain, under the surprised eyes of Dad and the others.

A horse with a dark body, heavy armor, and scarlet eyes suddenly appeared on this rainy night, causing the surrounding temperature to drop rapidly, making it feel like entering the depths of winter.

"Wow, that's cool!" Xiaoyu exclaimed, looking at such a handsome horse, her eyes gradually filled with little stars.

"The horse of the undead knight? What?" the old man suddenly paused as he said, he remembered that Luo Qing had disappeared when the Feathered Serpent came out, and that lich seemed to have indeed summoned the undead knight.

For a moment, he looked at Luo Qing with extremely complicated eyes. Who would have thought that this well-behaved child would cease to be a human being since then?

Luo Qing's face was serious and he didn't pay attention to their expressions. He got on his horse and galloped forward. He stretched out a black hand to Tru, and said, "Tru is running out of time, get on the horse!"

Tru was taken aback, a little worried that the hand would be torn off by his weight, but after thinking about it, he still stretched out his hand.

The next moment, the huge figure was directly pulled onto the horse's back, and the sound of the horse's hooves sounded a little out of place in the city, leading two people with huge size differences to disappear instantly.

The old man withdrew his somewhat complicated expression, turned around, and the divine power of the horse charm drove away the pressure of the rain, and he said quickly: "Go, let's go to the church now!"

Xiaoyu was also soaked through, and she said uncomfortably, "Shouldn't we wait for them?"

"Don't wait, they can find Dad." Dad said as the green light flashed wildly on his body, the terrifying aura of the archmage was gradually spreading, and a protective cover was crumbling to isolate the rain.

The old man glanced at Chen Long and walked into the rain.

Chen Long looked in the direction of Laopa's antique shop, gritted his teeth, picked up Xiaoyu and followed Laopa quickly into the rainy night.

At this time, at the entrance of Dad's antique shop.

Luo Qing stood under the eaves, looking up at the sky, dripping drops of water kept dripping from his fingertips, the ring of the horse on his left hand was trembling, even the terrifying knight walking between life and death was afraid of that road figure!

"Is the king?" Luo Qing murmured.

According to records, there are no more than three evil spirits who can become kings, and this was still in the age of gods and demons in ancient times.

And after the war of gods and demons started, all the kings of the evil spirits also fell in that war. After the war ended, the evil spirits could only flash in the pan, and the most recorded one was becoming the thugs of the necromancers.

By the time of the Mayan era of gods, the evil spirits in the world basically disappeared. After all, it was a rare peaceful era.

Because of the existence of Feathered Serpent God, wars rarely broke out in the entire Blue Star.

But now, the fluctuations emitted by that phantom are very similar to Nora, that is... the king.

When was this formed?

Luo Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and the black air on his body gradually dissipated, slowly evaporating the water vapor on his body surface, and his eyes became completely serious.

Xiaoyu exiled the Lord to the shadows, and then the Lord threw this thing to San Francisco, that is to say, this thing is lingering in the shadow world.

And 300 years ago, the Feathered Serpent God crippled the shadow and completely ended the peace in the world.

That was a very critical time point, and it was a chaotic beginning, so chaotic that there are very few orthodox records.

After all the gods of Maya fell, the shadows recovered briefly. A general named Tara led his men to try to sweep the world, but was sealed in the land of cherry blossoms.

Only then did the legend of the ten masks appear.

Perhaps in the chaotic years after the death of the gods, it wasn't just the shadow world that was revived?

The Necromancer World also recovered briefly?

Luo Qing's hand unconsciously fumbled for the ring on his index finger, his eyes became more and more thoughtful.

Why did the legendary Lich, who was suppressed by the Mayan goddess, take so much trouble to make this ring?