Chapter 59 I am the bat

Chapter 59 I'm the bat

"There are so many people's clothes in there, why do you have to choose the Mao mourning suit?" Zhao Ling looked at Wang Qi's dress and couldn't help muttering.

Obviously, Zhao Ling really doesn't like Maomei. Speaking of the way of being chased and killed, if it hadn't been for this difficult Maomei, I'm afraid she would have been able to get rid of the green-catching door, and she wouldn't have to be worried all day long.

So as soon as he saw Wang Qi wearing Mao Wei's clothes, he couldn't help saying two words. Zhao Ling was more curious than afraid of this man named Wang Qi. Mao Wei and others were also the best in the green eye door, but they could not beat his eyes. Even when the magic door was at its peak, Xiu Young and strong demons who practice magic skills may not be able to do this.

The man in front of her looks so young that he can have such cultivation at the age of about 20. Whether it is in the magic sect, I'm afraid it's rare in the four sects. Zhao Ling couldn't help thinking about it.

So Zhao Ling was very rude and relied on Wang Qi. From her reaction after seeing Wang Qi heard her grandfather's name, Zhao Ling decided that Wang Qi knew her grandfather Zhao Kuang, but she didn't know how familiarity she was, but after so many things, Zhao Ling had already put down her reserved. Even if Wang Qi drives her away now, she will hold his thigh tightly.

Wang Qi will not pay attention to Zhao Ling's thoughts. Although he got a lot of jade cards from Zhao Kuang's hand, in the final analysis, he just took it from Zhao Kuang's body, which is not Zhao Kuang's direct kindness.

However, Wang Qi promised himself at that time that he would take good care of Zhao Kuang's granddaughter one day, and he would naturally not go back on his promise.

Seeing Zhao Ling taking the initiative to talk to her is also in line with Wang Qi's intention. If Zhao Ling has super self-esteem, it would be troublesome to say, 'Why do I need your care for no reason?'.

"This dress is more expensive than other pieces." Wang Qi said with a serious face.

Although Zhao Ling has decided to hold Wang Qi's thigh, she is a little uneasy when it comes to the matter. If the man in front of her has only had a relationship with his grandfather, killing these people is just easy, or although the man in front of him knows his grandfather, he doesn't want to drag himself down. Question mark

However, when he heard Wang Qi's answer, he was happy and couldn't help laughing.

"Just because the clothes are expensive?" Zhao Ling couldn't help asking.

"What else do you think there is?" Wang Qi didn't understand the woman's thoughts. What does this smiling and worried mean?

"I don't know. I just look at Mao's attitude towards you before his death. I think you should know." Zhao Ling couldn't help saying that Mao Yu's words seemed to be relieved.

"Do you understand?" Wang Qi stood up, looked at several people who had been buried with his own magic, and said lightly, "These are no longer important. The dead have passed away, and everything goes with the wind.

Although Wang Qi and Zhao Ling are going to go on the road together, they seem to have agreed to go on the road together. Wang Qi is to fulfill the promise he made to himself a year ago, while Zhao Ling is to find a strong backer for herself.

"Wang Qi, why do you think these people are so strange? There are bats hanging on their shoulders one by one. Isn't it disgusting?" Passing through a teahouse, Zhao Ling couldn't help saying to Wang Qi, who was quietly drinking tea.

It made Wang Qi's cheeks inadvertently for a while**.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is for the sake of the demon god to ravage the world. If you let him know, be careful to involve your man." As soon as Zhao Ling's words landed, a middle-aged tea guest next to him immediately turned pale and came to Wang Qi's table to warn in a low voice. At the same time, Wang Qi noticed that the whole teahouse stopped its movements because of Zhao Ling's words.

"Lord Demon God, what the hell is that?" Zhao Ling curled her lips carelessly, but it caused a burst of panic among the middle-aged tea guest.

I saw him look around and then said carefully. My aunt, don't say these taboos, and wait for me to leave this area.

"Why are you so afraid of the so-called demon god? Can't he kill your whole family?"

"Bah, pooh, how does the little girl talk?" The middle-aged tea guest's face changed.

"We have heard what the immortals say about these things. I heard that even the most powerful existence of the immortals is not the opponent of the demon god, and even some immortals hang a bat for themselves like us to escape the clutches of the demon god. If mortals like us are disrespectful to the demon god, the consequences will definitely be even more Miserable." Then the middle-aged tea guest carefully explained the reason to Wang Qi and the two.

Hearing this, Wang Qi finally figured out that the prototype of the demon god was mostly Xiaohei, and most of the bat finger was himself. Although the practitioners' sect has a clear rule for practitioners, under no circumstances, the information of the practitioners' world shall not be disclosed to the secular world, so as not to cause unnecessary panic.

However, in the battle of Jinling, the news that Xiaohei worshipped the four sects was definitely a medieval nuclear bomb. Some practitioners inevitably accidentally spread some news to the secular world for fear of mental disorders, resulting in the current consequences.

And hanging a bat on its shoulder is like a cannon on New Year's Eve, just a symbol.

"I'll go first, so as not to be implicated by you and young people, take care of your little lady, or you will catch fire." The middle-aged tea guest said, got up and ran away quickly.

"Hee, Wang Qi, this trick of Lord Demon God is quite useful. As long as we talk about Lord Demon Lord here, we will even save tea." Zhao Ling looked at the fleeing figure of the middle-aged tea guest and couldn't help laughing.

However, he found that Wang Qi beside him was immersed in meditation at this time. The expression was slightly painful.

"Four sects!" Thinking of these four prohibited words, Wang Qi couldn't help clenching his fist, "In four years, within three years, I will definitely challenge it." Wang Qi secretly promised himself that in one more moment, Xiaohei would suffer more. Wang Qi did not want Xiaohei to suffer such pain, even if it was only for a second.

"Well, why are you looking at me like this?" After calming down, Wang Qi looked at Zhao Ling, who looked at him nervously and asked.

"You looked so terrible just now, as if you were going to kill me. I almost wanted to escape." Zhao Ling saw Wang Qi calm down and couldn't help patting her chest and being shocked.

"Is that right? Sorry, I just thought of something bad." Wang Qi said with a hint of apology on his face.

"Let's go where we should go." Wang Qi left the tea money and got up straight away.

"What's the hurry? I haven't finished my tea yet."

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"You must be curious about where we are going."

"Hmm."

"I'm curious, so why don't you ask?"

"I know you will definitely tell me."

"You're very smart. Well, I'll tell you... my identity."

Facing Zhao Ling's white eyes, Wang Qi showed his prototype before Zhao Ling agreed.

Wang Qi looked at Zhao Ling's eyes with a smile, and then the canine teeth at the corners of his mouth suddenly began to grow and slowly grow outside his lips, like a vampire, white and very scary, and the pair of dark eyes and pupils also began to be washed away and turned back into dark gold demonic pupils.

"I'm the bat on the shoulder of the devil in their mouth, the disgusting bat in your mouth."