It’s night. Gambling

The bright moon hangs high and the stars are dim.

It seems that even this starry night scene has become a little darker due to some kind of power.

Beyond Hong Kong Island, there is an endless sea.

A strange island that looks completely black is suspended in this sea.

Looking around, there are pure white bones piled up randomly on the coast around this island.

This pile of strange bones is like a prison, sealing the entire island inside, and it is also like a large array of bones, sheltering the entire island.

Inside the island, a three-story tower full of classical decoration is standing in the center of the island. Gambling

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At this moment.

In this tall black tower, on the first floor, in a study room.

"Kacha."

Just after this vicious cat was killed by Zhou Changqing using "Palm Thunder", in the study room, there was a sandalwood bookshelf with two, two, and three crystal balls, one of which was engraved with the shadow of the vicious cat.

, suddenly there was a "kacha" sound, and then, the crystal ball suddenly shattered.

Wow.

The fragments of the broken crystal ball were scattered on the bookshelf, causing a chaotic sound to appear in the quiet study. Gambling

This messy sound also woke up a figure in the study who was wearing a black suit and could not see the outline of his face.

Whoosh!

In the dark, the figure in a suit who was originally sitting at the desk suddenly flashed, as if he had crossed a distance of several meters in an instant, and suddenly appeared on the sandalwood bookshelf.

"A little trick I deployed casually back then was actually killed by someone?"

"How is it possible? The strength of the Maoshan lineage has been weakened to the extreme. How can there still be monks who can kill the cat demon?"

Looking at the situation on the bookshelf in front of him, the figure in the suit couldn't help but make a curious sound.

It seems that in the eyes of this man in a suit, this unexpected appearance is not a bad thing for him, but an unexpected happy event. Gamble

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

"Let me see, which interesting little guy is it that ruined my plan?"

After a moment, the figure in a black suit suddenly burst into bright five-color light. The colored light condensed and directly condensed a multi-colored feather coat on the other person's body.

Buzz!

In an instant, when this colorful feather coat appeared in the world, the colorful brilliance was spinning endlessly, and the feather coat was gorgeous, as if all the colors in the world were condensed into this feather coat.

"Five-color divine light, return to origin." Bet

Immediately, I saw this figure slowly stretching out his right hand. The five slender fingers were glowing with a colorful divine light. He brushed against the pile of broken crystal balls on the bookshelf, bringing out a piece of evil light.

The cat's soul mark...

Then, with a flick of his right hand, a little black aura popped out.

Following the movement of the figure's hand, a flash of colorful brilliance flashed across a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the study room, and then, the soul mark containing the power of the fierce cat was swallowed up.<

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Buzz!

On this floor-to-ceiling mirror made of bronze, water ripples and vortexes appear on the mirror surface, as if this vortex of water waves is connected to a certain time and space. Soon, scenes of light and shadow emerge on the mirror surface.

"Pa!"

In the dark, a dreamlike bubble suddenly shattered on this mirror. Gambling

Immediately afterwards, on the floor-standing mirror made of bronze, Zhou Changqing showed up using "The Universe in His Sleeves, Devouring the Remaining Soul of the Ferocious Cat", and then, he performed the "Thunder in the Palm," killing the fierce cat with one palm.

The scene of the body being blown to pieces.

…………

"Huh?"

"This giant gluttonous mouth? Why does it look so much like the demon clan's sky-swallowing magical power?"

"Thunder in the palm, isn't this a unique skill of the Maoshan Zhang family? Is it possible? The descendant of this generation of the Maoshan Zhang family is this young man?"

"It's strange. I calculated before that the descendant of this generation of Maoshan Zhang family is not a young man, but an old man in his fifties? Is it possible? My divination skills have deteriorated? Even ordinary people can do it.

Wrong calculation?"

At this moment, for the first time, a tone similar to doubt appeared in this figure's voice. Bet

However, if what this figure said were spread to the outside world, I am afraid that other gods would regard it as a joke.

After all, how could it be possible that a majestic immortal saint with five-color divine light and innate supernatural powers could not predict a mere monk?

"That's all, anyway, the series of games I designed are more than these. The destruction of Maoshan will be a matter of time..."

"Now, I will just wait for the day when my clan's plan succeeds."

"Pa!"

Before the figure could continue mumbling about something, suddenly, a violent muffled sound came from the study.

This sound is like someone slamming open the door. Bet

At this moment, at the door of the study.

The simple sandalwood door had been blown into powder by some great magical power. Then, a cute girl wearing a colorful dress strode into the study.
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As soon as this cute girl entered the study room, a crisp sound like an oriole was already echoing in the study room.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"I just sensed that the little kitten is dead. Daddy, I want to go out and help that little kitten get revenge."

"Until I crush that bad guy to ashes, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

It is hard to imagine that the words spoken by a cute and beautiful girl could be so cruel and cruel. Bet

However.

This is a topic that would make other fathers angry, but it makes this figure in a suit feel helpless.

"Well, if the kitten dies, it will die..."

"My dear daughter, Daddy has found a new pet for you. What do you think of a colorful python?"

This great sage and strong man who can conquer the three realms, now, facing this most beloved daughter, he can only lower his head and comfort him in a good voice.

It can only be said that no matter who is strong, in front of his daughter, they only have one common identity!

Daughter slave! Gambling

In the blink of an eye, the great sage had forgotten Zhou Changqing's killing of the ferocious cat and the planning of Maoshan's destiny. Now he was worrying about how to deceive his daughter...

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The world is huge, but it’s still not as big as my own daughter!

…………

At this moment, Zhou Changqing has arrived outside this nursing home.

But he didn't know that in this short period of time, he had already been spoken to by a top powerhouse.

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Gambling outside this sanatorium

Standing in the woods outside this nursing home, Zhou Changqing squinted his eyes and looked at the nursing home in front of him thoughtfully.

The nursing home in front of me looks like the courtyard layout of the 1990s, with blue bricks and tiles and wild grass covering the ground. It looks no different from an ordinary nursing home.

However, in this sanatorium, there are four old people who possess Maoshan Taoism.

This is what makes Zhou Changqing feel most confused.

If you include the runaway Mr. Zhang, then there are five descendants of Maoshan in this sanatorium.

Regarding this matter, Zhou Changqing did not think that it was just a coincidence. On the contrary, he felt that there must be something in it... some reason that he didn't know.

"Buzz." Bet

Although Zhou Changqing felt doubtful in his heart, he still released the power of his soul and examined the reality of this nursing home with such a rigorous attitude.

"A descendant of Maoshan who is in the realm of accepting Qi..."

"Two descendants of Maoshan who practiced qi, Xiao Zhou Tian]..."
To be continued...