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Chapter 1868 Too Much Words Will Lose

The reason why Qingqu was so happy to be chased by the Death God at home was not because he was poisoned as Zhang Xiaozu suspected, but because on the way to being chased by the Death God, he had repeatedly resorted to fierce battles with the Death God.

Xishai confirmed the kendo that he had learned recently.

This is also the reason why he took the initiative to stop and fight with the Lord of Death many times.

From getting the repaired Taoyao Sword to peering into the Tianzun Avenue in the Golden Gate, he had accumulated a lot of insights in his heart. However, in the battle with Qi Zijiu, Su Yue and others, because the opponents were too weak, his insights could not be well confirmed.

, so it lacks a strong opponent.

The appearance of Death God just satisfied his needs.

So even if he was seriously injured, even if he was hunted down and panicked like a lost dog, he was still very happy in his heart.

What he didn't expect was that the Lord of Death had already seen through his intentions.

"My God, let me tell you the truth, Jiuyou Spring is no longer the same Jiuyou Spring as before." Cleared the channel.

"What did you do to Jiuyou Spring?" Death God's aura suddenly became gloomy, thinking that Qingqu had destroyed Jiuyou Spring.

The darkness behind him suddenly fell towards the door and enveloped him.

Qingqu quickly waved his hand and said: "Don't be excited, Jiuyou Spring is intact, and its own efficacy has not changed at all. This junior just added another effect to it, and this effect is worth 10,000 Holy Emperor Pills."

When Zhang Xiaozhu heard this, his heart suddenly started pounding.

Ten thousand Holy Emperor Pills were too much for his heart to bear.

Yan Mingchao rolled his eyes.

"Do you want to die?" the Lord of Death shouted.

Qingqu's expression stiffened and he laughed dryly: "It may not be worth ten thousand, but five thousand Holy Emperor Pills are definitely worth it."

Zhang Xiaozu:......

Only then did I realize that Qingqu was asking for a high price.

Make him happy for nothing.

"I think you really want to die." Death God said solemnly.

"Haha, actually, the friendship price is four thousand."

"snort!"

"Three thousand, it can't be any lower."

"Ah…"

"Two thousand, any lower is really bullying."

"cough…"

"One thousand, it really can't be any lower."

"Don't be nervous, I just coughed."

"Then come again, two thousand."

"..."

Zhang Xiaozhu and others couldn't help but be speechless, thinking that this was too bottomless.

they only

At this moment, Qingqu felt that his whole body exuded the smell of a liar.

If the price drops like this, you don’t have to think about it. It must be a deceptive fake. Even giving him a copper will feel like a loss.

"This new effect is definitely worth a thousand Holy Emperor Pills. I won't lie to you. If you don't believe me, just ask Grandmaster Yan." Qingqu finally kept the bottom line of one thousand and brought Yan Mingchao out to testify.

Yan Mingchao saw the Death God looking at him, so he took two steps forward, bowed and said: "Linlang Pavilion, Yan Mingchao, see the Death God."

"Is what he said true?" Death God asked.

Yan Mingchao nodded and said: "I am lucky enough to experience the Jiuyou Spring that was transformed by Master Qingqu. The new effects are indeed worth a thousand Holy Emperor Pills."

The Lord of Death sneered: "Those who work together are like raccoons."

Yan Mingchao:......

Death???????????????Death God's eyes suddenly turned to Zhang Xiaozu.

"Click!"

Zhang Xiaozu's heart skipped a beat, feeling that the Death Lord's gaze seemed to penetrate his soul and peek into all the secrets in his heart. He hurriedly averted his eyes, not daring to look at the Death Lord.

But what frightened him was that no matter which direction he turned his gaze, he could not escape the oppressive feeling of being stared directly at by the Lord of Death.

This is because what the Lord of Death looks at is not his eyes, but his soul.

"Did you kill Bai Yueye?" Death God stared at Zhang Xiaozu and asked.

"Yes." Zhang Xiaozu learned from Yan Mingchao that the Death God had the ability to see life and death. He knew that denying it was useless, so he nodded and admitted, and boldly looked directly into the Death God's eyes and said, "He set the trap first.

Those who ambushed me and were killed by me in return cannot blame me."

"Master White Bones was also killed by you?" Death God asked again.

"No." Zhang Xiaozu shook his head and denied, "I used one of Daozu's killing moves to destroy his body and injure his soul, and then he escaped. Is he dead? I don't know who killed him?"

He also wanted to know who killed Master White Bones.

If the Death God used his ability to see the murderer of Master White Bones and told him about it, then he would know who the eyes were hidden in the alchemy furnace.

He didn't want to reveal the secret of the alchemy furnace to the Death God, otherwise he could take out the alchemy furnace and ask directly.

The Death God stared at Zhang Xiaopou for a while, feeling that Zhang Xiaopou didn't look like he was lying, so he asked: "Where did the battle take place? In which direction did Master White Bones escape?"

"In the Furong Mountains to the north, Master Bai Gu fled to the west." Zhang Xiaozu replied half-truthfully.

"I hope you are not lying." Death God said.

"Of course, Taoist disciples always treat others with sincerity and never lie." Zhang Xiaozong said in a clear and sonorous tone.

Death God's breath suddenly condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "Before you said this, I believed in you, but now I don't believe in you."

Zhang Xiaozu:......

What does it mean?

Why don't you believe it all of a sudden?

Do Taoist disciples love lying very much?

Qingqu suddenly turned around and glared at Zhang Xiaopou with his sunken eye sockets, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Remember, if you talk too much, you will make mistakes!"

Zhang Xiaozu:......

What did I say too much?

Isn't it just a compliment to a Taoist disciple?

Is it sinful to praise one’s own family members?

Qingqu seemed to understand Zhang Xiaozhu's innocent eyes after reading ???????????????, and suddenly sighed quietly.

This sigh was full of vicissitudes of life, and Zhang Xiaopou couldn't understand its meaning for a while.

But one thing he has figured out is that Taoist disciples have long lost their integrity as human beings, at least for the Lord of Death.

So he quickly looked at the Lord of Death and said, "I am a newbie and have not been contaminated by them yet. You can trust my words."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the Taoist sect immediately rolled their eyes.

Death God stared at Zhang Xiaopou, not knowing whether he believed it or not. He suddenly changed the subject and asked: "Is your life worth a thousand Holy Emperor Pills?"

Zhang Xiaozu replied: "My life is priceless."

"Priceless is better." Death God nodded and said: "Bai Yueye is a disciple whom I have cultivated. Regardless of whether he is at fault or not, if you kill him, you must pay for his life. In addition, although Master Bai Gu is not you,

Kill him, but you injured his soul, greatly reduced his combat power, and caused him to die miserably at the hands of others, so you should pay with your life. If I am determined to kill you, how much hope do you have?"

Zhang Xiaozu said in a deep voice: "Unless I hide in the door and don't come out, I will die."

"Wrong!" Death God shook his finger at Zhang Xiaopeng and said: "If I am determined to kill you, let alone this small killing array, even if Dao Ancestor is here, I can't save your life. I am Death

The Heavenly Lord is in charge of the life and death of all living things!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his right hand which was so white that it looked scary, spread out his five fingers, and made a gesture of pretending to grab Zhang Xiaopeng.

As his five fingers slowly grasped, Zhang Xiaozu's heart suddenly felt a squeezing force, as if it was really caught by the hand of the Lord of Death.


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