Wang Qiong's eyes trembled.

In the blazing white flames in front of me, the familiar figure was about to emerge.

The black crutches were covered with stains, the scattered hair looked wild and flamboyant, the tattered clothes were unruly, and the cold and confident eyes... That's right, it's Uncle Lame.

The lame uncle in the flames has less of the sloppy and despicable past, and more of the majesty and solemnity.

"Demon Scholar, you are not dead." Luo Zu looked at the white flame in front of him, his old eyes filled with fear.

Others may not know, but he knew too well how terrible this man was.

This is a terrifying existence no less than the twelve thrones.

Even more special than the Twelve Thrones, Qin Huangting has been exploring his whereabouts for many years, and Qin Huang even set up an institution to pursue the traces of this person.

Everyone thought he was dead.

Only the most peaked group of existences know that this man will never be buried in the world.

"I didn't say I was dead, I just hid in peace." Uncle Lame said lightly.

The flames around him collapsed, making it even more extraordinary.

Luo Zu looked at him deeply and said with deep meaning: "How heroic you were back then, with the most beautiful face in the world. I didn't expect you to fall into such a field..."

"It's up to you, you shouldn't participate..."

"Luo Zu, you have crossed the line!" Uncle Lame shouted loudly, interrupting his words.

Wang Qiong was stunned when he was around.

The most beautiful face in the world? Uncle Lame? It turns out that Uncle Lame Lame's title of "I am a handsome man" is not self-proclaimed.

"Boy, what are your eyes?" Uncle Lame said coldly: "I was once a handsome man and was once a beautiful woman. She put wine and mulberry under the candle."

As he spoke, Uncle Lame swept Wang Qiong's lower body with a sarcastic gaze and said disdainfully: "The scenery I have seen is not something that a little duckling like you can imagine."

“…”

Uncle Lame withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "It's just that I have too much love debt. Find a place to live a stable life."

“…”

"A person like you will not be at ease even if you hide in the great world. It's like a ferocious dragon hiding a hole, and the world is still uneasy." Luo Zu stopped, his eyes moved lightly, and he fell on Wang Qiong.

"The knife you forged is extraordinary. If you let this kid walk across the market, someone will see it."

Luo Zu said it right. Wang Qiong has not yet discovered the true power of the Black Dragon Sword, nor has he mastered his true form.

Once that day comes, someone will always see the origin of the Black Dragon Sword.

After all, there are only a handful of people in the world who are capable of forging such swords, and they can even imagine them.

"So what if I see? Do those people dare to touch him?" Uncle Lame said lightly with a lonely expression.

In just one sentence, the arrogant aura of madness came to his face, and the pillar of heaven collapsed and the sky and earth collapsed. The general trend came completely and was unstoppable.

In a trance, Wang Qiong seemed to see Uncle Lame radiating, shining brightly, blinding his eyes.

"I am worthy of being a demon craftsman, but I am so arrogant and arrogant, and I don't take anyone seriously." Luo Zu said lightly.

His words were calm, but he was still full of fear.

"You must know that you have a special identity. There are many people in this world who respect you and fear you, but there are still many people who are as close as the sea of ​​enemies as you. If you pass the sword on him, you will definitely bring disaster to this kid."

What Luo Zu said is not a false statement. Even the invincible strong people still have enemies in the world. They fear the invincible strength, but this awe cannot destroy the hatred in their hearts.

"I have nothing to say to my peers, this kid died outside, but if someone dares to be shameless and bully the young..." Uncle Lame sneered.

"Then let's get buried with you... Of course, including your Luowang City!"

Uncle Lame's voice echoed in the underground palace.

Wang Qiong was filled with excitement and his blood was boiling when he heard this.

How many people in today's world dare to say such words in front of the ancestor of Luo Wangcheng?

This is no longer a threat, but a warning, a naked warning, with the whole door of Luowang City as a warning.

"It's so awesome. Why didn't I find Uncle Lame so handsome before?" Wang Qiong's eyes trembled, his hands tightly clenched, and he could hardly control himself.

At this time, the Black Sword Demon was also shocked.

Obviously, he had seen the origin of the person in front of him. It was precisely because of this that his heart was in turmoil and he could not imagine it.

The black sword demon's eyes swept over Wang Qiong, and his face changed.

He never dreamed that Wang Qiong had something to do with such a legendary taboo character.

"This kid hides too deeply. I thought there was no background behind him. Now it seems that he can really be with Ye Tian." The Black Sword Demon muttered in his heart.

Although Ye Tian also has reliance behind him, compared with the one in front of him...

The Black Sword Demon couldn't help but shake his head. The Kingsoft Taoist Lord Jinshan is indeed powerful, but the one in front of him is the legendary "demon craftsman". What is Kingsoft Taoist Lord Jinshan, who can just step on to death.

"You actually value this kid so much?" Luo Zu was a little surprised.

He knew very well that at their level, ordinary seedlings were hard to see.

Because they can reach this point, they are the most terrifying monsters in the world, and their so-called talents are not worth mentioning before they grow up.

Even Ye Tian’s talent is not worthy of beings like Luo Zu and Uncle Lame, unless they are close relatives.

But it seems that Wang Qiong should not be the illegitimate son of Uncle Lame, otherwise his appearance could be improved by seven or eight levels.

Wang Qiong was also confused when he heard this. Whether it was the boss, the lame uncle, or even the blind man who didn't care about the world, his concern for him seemed extraordinary.

In addition, three years ago, he was seriously injured and died and was trapped in Sanyang Town.

What happened like this in this world?

Could it be because of the black fire? But at that time he had not obtained the black fire.

"Do you want to know why?" Uncle Lame said coldly.

"Why?" Luo Zu blurted out.

"The old blind man said that this kid's face is a filial son, and it is most suitable for funeral and cried graves, so he kept him and sent us to the end of his life in the future." Uncle Lame said lightly.

"I……"

Wang Qiong opened his mouth and said nothing after all.

If there was such a day, he would definitely drink and eat meat at the old blind man's grave, burn the worst ingot candles for him, and he would be so greedy for this old guy.

"We!?" Luo Zu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he keenly captured this key word.

In this way, there is more than the demon craftsman behind the boy in front of him?

In today's world, what kind of existence should be qualified to be called "we" with the demon craftsman?

"What is this kid's origin? Not only did he win the favor of the demon craftsman, but there were even masters behind him?"

Luo Zu was shocked and suspicious.

"Is he the illegitimate son of Emperor Qin? If we talk about the relationship between the demon craftsman and Qin Jiu, it is really possible..."

Luo Zu's mind changed rapidly, looked up and down at Wang Qiong, and kept guessing.

At the same time, Wang Qiong's weight and status in his heart also began to increase rapidly.
Chapter completed!