After doing all this, the boy moved his Adam's apple, as if he was trying hard to squeeze out something. Sikong was puzzled, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the boy spat hard at the face of the dead man. He suddenly realized that it was because the man spitted phlegm at him just now.

After reading this, Sikong Xiao turned his head and left. The boy was stunned for a moment, and then struggled to get up from the pool of blood and followed Sikong Xiao behind him.

Sikong laughed and kept walking, and the boy followed without saying a word, dragging his soft feet and limping.

Seeing that Sikong Xiao was about to walk out of the alley, Sikong Xiao suddenly stopped. The boy saw that Sikong Xiao suddenly stopped and stopped quickly, and almost fell down due to injuries to his legs and feet.

"What are you doing with me?"

The boy's face froze, then he took two steps back, knelt on the ground with a "thump", and kowtowed to Sikong Xiao with a "bang bang". There was a stone road under his feet, and the boy's forehead turned bloody after two strokes.

Sikong smiled and saw the child kowtowing to him desperately, and couldn't help but give birth to a black thread. He immediately waved his sleeves and used gentle spiritual power to help the boy in front of him up, "I just clicked the acupoints of those people. You killed the person yourself. What are you doing to kowtow to me?"

The boy was helped up by invisible force, and his blood-covered eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of shock. Sikong Xiao put the shock in his eyes. Knowing that the boy was not a cultivator, he took out a large bag of mortal silver coins from the storage ring and put them under his feet, and said, "You have a fate with me. Take this money and live a good life."

After saying that, Sikong Xiao turned around and walked towards the street, but just as she took a step, the boy suddenly rushed to him and opened his hands to block his way.

Sikong Xiao couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Could it be that this kid was still pestering him? He raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Don't you speak?"

The boy was stunned and shook his head silently. After a while, he opened his mouth, "You... save me..."

The boy might have not spoken for a long time, and all three words were difficult to say. After saying that, the boy pursed his lips and knelt down with a "thump".

A few black threads rose from Sikong Xiao's forehead. This kid was quite tough when he was beaten. What's wrong now? Are his legs weak?

The young man looked up at Sikong Xiao. As soon as his eyes fell on Sikong Xiao's face, he quickly looked at his toes and said, "Please accept me as your disciple and teach me the magic!"

Because of excessive force, the boy's voice was a little hoarse and lost.

Sikong Xiao was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the young man wanted to take him as his teacher. When he turned around, he thought that at a young age, he could not only stab more than a hundred people without changing his face, but also had a clear distinction between vengeance and grudges, but his mind was not bad. If he had spiritual roots, he would be a good material for cultivation.

Thinking of this, Sikong Xiao pinched out a spiritual technique to test the spiritual root and threw it on the boy. The boy's eyes lit up when he saw Sikong Xiao's movements, and a little hope arose in his heart.

After a while, five uniform and faint lights came from the boy's forehead.

Seeing this, Sikong Xiao couldn't help but shake his head. He had all five attributes and was the lowest-grade five spiritual roots. It was difficult to achieve success at his current age.

The boy felt a chill when he saw Sikong Xiao shook his head. Sure enough, the next second he heard Sikong Xiao say to him, "You are not suitable for spiritual cultivation, so you should live with the money."

The boy's fingers tightened slightly, then looked up at Sikongxiao, with a stubborn look on his face and begged again. Sikongxiao sighed, and pointed his toes on the ground, and his figure disappeared into the air in an instant.

Seeing Sikong Xiao disappear out of thin air, the boy suddenly stood up and looked around with a surprised look. When he saw Sikong Xiao disappear, he saw a glimmer of darkness appeared in his eyes.

The full moon hangs high, and the night sky is vast and vast.

Yuehua draped from behind her body on Sikong Xiao, and the thin blue gauze skirt seemed to be coated with a layer of holy light. At this moment, she was sitting bent her legs on the edge of the eaves of the palace gate. The piece of purple jade she was playing with in her hands was the purple gold order of the Gu family.

The purple gold order was thrown high, and then "splashed" by Sikong Xiao. Under the moonlight, the red lights highlighted the complexity that belonged to the secular world.

Sikong Xiao's eyes were blurred. This colorful world was a place that all the spiritual masters who had achieved cultivation were afraid of being afraid of. However, Sikong Huang did the opposite, which was of no benefit to her practice. But she was understandable. First, Liang Fanjin was killed, and the royal family of Liang was not trusted, and no one could find support for others for a while. Secondly, now that the continent is in a storm, the Gu family, as a hidden clan, existed on the four countries.

After thinking about it, Sikong grinned, and then his expression became a little heavy again.

I thought to myself that now the two continents are first connected, which is a good time to renew. But compared with the various families with profound heritage in the Hidden Continent, as well as the three families of the Gu, Wu and Jin families that have been in operation for hundreds of years, they simply have no one, no money, and it is really difficult to develop.

At the majestic palace gate, the guards had already arranged large buckets of fireworks and firecrackers on the palace wall. Under the tall city gate, Sikong Huang was sitting upright on the dragon chariot with thirty-six people slowly coming.

Sikong Xiao came back from his chaotic thoughts, sat upright, and stared at the shining golden dragon emperor chariot under the lights.

Sikong Huang's outfit is indeed luxurious, but he does not wear the golden dragon robe used by the royal family in the secular world. Instead, he wears a moon-blossom white brocade robe with ice-glass dragon totem tattooed. He does not wear the Twelve Emperor Crowns on his head, but a dragon hairpin carved with ice jade was inserted between his black hair.

Sikong smiled a little satisfied. Compared to the yellow robe, such a moonlight white brocade robe is more suitable for Sister Huang.

As soon as his eyes turned to the dragon hairpin between Sikong Huang's hair, a hint of surprise flashed through Sikong Xiao's eyes. This was not a hairpin carved by ice jade. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power, it was clearly the real ice glass dragon that turned into a dragon! He was strange in his heart. How could the little snake turn into a dragon so quickly in its infancy?

Sikong Huang sat upright on the dragon chariot, but his bright eyes were a little disheveled and unconscious. Li Feng, who was following the chariot, looked at Sikong Huang on the chariot with concern, and couldn't help but ask softly, "Master, can you still bear it?"

Sikong Huang Wushen's eyes flashed, and then he asked lightly, "How long will it take?"

Li Feng glanced at the palace gate not far away, "It will be almost done when the master arrives at the palace gate."

"Yes." Sikong Huang murmured softly, "Don't tell anyone about my body."

"Yes, master." Li Feng's eyes were deep.

The new emperor succeeded to the throne, changed the old Liang to Yong'an, and was exempted from taxes for three years.

The guards at the city gate lit the fireworks that had been prepared long ago, and the night was gorgeous. The people of the city were almost all night long. Until dawn was approaching, all the lights in Lingtian City were extinguished.

The night was the thickest at this moment, but the cold moon was still there on the top of my head. Sikong Xiao put the purple gold order on the city wall in front of him, and finally welcomed the late Sikong Huang.
Chapter completed!