Chapter 559

"Is there any magic or camouflage?"

Su Lang lightly issued an order, "change your appearance!"

as like as two peas, it's a bit strange to look at someone who is exactly the same person as he kneels in front of himself. Though he knows it's a split.

"Yes!"

Xianyang Wu Sheng replied irresistibly.

As a great sage in ancient times, this means still exists, and it is quite profound.

Immediately, he applied a kind of camouflage, changed his face and body shape.

Now it looks totally different from Su Lang.

"Well, it looks so much better."

Su Lang light smile, throw out a piece of brick, order again, "kowtow on the brick!"

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

Xianyang wusheng immediately kowtowed his forehead on the brick, the posture of kowtow was very standard.

However, he seems very obedient, but his mental activities are like this:

"ah

"I will never kowtow."

"Damn it! I can't control myself

"Poor me, have I become someone else's puppet? I'm not reconciled to it!"

"One slip, eternal regret --

Xianyang martial saint's heart is bleeding, his dignity is smashing, but he has no resistance....

"Well!"

"It's fun!"

Su Lang light smile, "OK, get up, good standing."

Xianyang wusheng immediately stood up and stood up like a punished child.

"Do you want to die or live now?"

"If you want to live, call me master."

"If you want to die, I will slowly play you to death. Of course, I don't know how long you will die after playing."

"Maybe I'll play until you don't want to die."

Su Lang said slowly, "now, tell me your choice!"

There are 100 million grass in the heart of Xianyang wusheng. You have run through it.

These two choices seem different, but in fact they are forcing him to submit.

This special is a choice!

Xianyang martial saint's heart is in tears. My ancient martial Saint killed immortals in the war of the mainland. Today, it has fallen to such a level!

How miserable... I love myself!

"I choose to live..."

Xianyang wusheng finally made his own choice.

He hated in the heart of a bah: bah, I do not have a choice I?

"Good."

Su Lang shallow smile, "hand over your inheritance, all things to me."

"Yes

"All the treasures I used to collect are in the fairyland."

Xianyang martial saint's voice was bitter and astringent. "I didn't prepare for the inheritance of martial arts. I needed to input the martial arts with empty white jade slips."

He did not intend to leave the inheritance, but now he is forced to take out the inheritance.

"Jade in the ring."

Su Lang dropped a space ring, "give me a word input clear, or your consequences will be very tragic."

"Yes

Xianyang Wu Sheng nodded and took the ring.

He opened a look, not from the corner of his mouth, only to see the space ring with tens of thousands of empty white jade slips!

"My God

Xianyang martial saint was bitter in his heart, "is it true that when you are an ancient martial saint, there are tens of thousands of skills inherited? I'm also poor in Kung Fu, ok...

he can't help but take out a jade slip and start to input Kung Fu into it.

"Ah!! Headache

Just as soon as it was entered, Xianyang wusheng cried out in pain and couldn't help but cover his forehead.

This is the sequela after taking over the house, which damages the origin of the soul. Once you do some fine work with mental strength, your head will be very painful.

"At any rate, he is also a great sage in ancient times, called Mao?"

Su Lang waved her hand, "forget it, now take me to get the baby you collected."

"Yes

Xianyang Wu Sheng was relieved, took the jade slips and turned to lead the way.

He was really afraid that Su Lang would force him to burn the skills. If he did, his soul would be further damaged.

"Hehe, I've made a lot of money today."

Su Lang followed Xianyang wusheng and muttered excitedly, "he not only gained the whole family of Xianyang wusheng, but also received an ancient martial saint as a slave, Jie Jie Jie!"

"..."

at the same time, "the party is here, can you not let me hear..."

at the same time.

Yaochi Yiran and others from a hundred miles away watched Su Lang fly toward the fairy palace. You can't help but look at me, I'll see you, big eyes stare at small eyes