Chapter 5641 The Admirer of the Man's Father (35)
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Ling Sheng can even calculate Lord Tiandao and theirs, let alone a child of luck who has not grown up?
"Don't worry, I'll wait for him to start the sacrificial ceremony and let him suffer the consequences."
[Host host, I'm going to find that system. 】
"Go ahead."
Knowing everything about the truth, Tang Guo was not afraid that Ling Sheng would be alarmed by Xiao Tongzi going to find that system. The current Ling Sheng is just an ordinary person, it is really too easy to kill him. But she still hoped that Ling Sheng would die from backlash, which would make him suffer.
Even though the system developed by Yuan Jiu for Ling Sheng is very advanced, it can't resist the fact that Xiao Tongzi is a system that can evolve in the first generation, and there is almost no system at the current level that can match it. Therefore, he quickly found the existence of that system.
Before the other party could react, he swallowed it in one gulp.
Anyway, after swallowing it, he can get all the information of the other party. After digesting that garbage system, he didn't intend to leave, and stayed in Lingsheng's sea of consciousness for the time being.
"Dig out my spiritual roots and let the creatures of this world go." Ling Kechen's eyes were dark, with some vague pleas in his eyes, "They all said that my spiritual roots are good, if you have my spiritual roots, you can cultivate , Immortal, why commit crimes."
He is not great, just because he participated in this incident and was an accomplice. Thinking that people in the whole world would be sacrificed for this, he felt that his sin was unforgivable.
Even though the chance of Ling Sheng agreeing is very small, he still wants to try.
"Why didn't you say that in your previous life?" Ling Sheng smiled ferociously, "Speaking of which, now that you are in my hands, it is not up to you to dig out your spiritual roots. You are not qualified to use this as a condition."
Ling Kechen became depressed in an instant, that's right, now he has no right to bargain with this devil at all.
"For your own selfishness, let all living beings be sacrificed, can you really be cruel?" Ling Kechen tried to awaken Ling Sheng's conscience, but unfortunately it was in vain.
Now Ling Sheng just wants to transcend everything, all creatures are just ants.
Would a powerful and detached existence care about the life and death of mere ants?
"The night moon is in the sky, the best time has come." Ling Sheng said this suddenly. Ling Kechen followed Ling Sheng's gaze and looked up, only to find that there were some places left above. The moon can be seen above.
The moon fell down, just falling on Ling Kechen's body.
Ling Sheng pressed an armrest on the seat, and in front of Ling Kechen, a pill furnace rose suddenly.
Ling Kechen also discovered at this time that he moved without saying anything under control. He walked up to the box containing the big monster's treasure, and threw all the same things into the pill furnace.
Below the alchemy furnace, a raging fire was burning.
He really wanted to control his behavior, but unfortunately he had no choice but to watch his body doing what he wanted to resist without his consent.
He vaguely knew the purpose of Ling Sheng's doing this. If he did such a thing, he would obviously be backlashed. Ling Sheng used him to ward off disaster.
Sure enough, he shouldn't expect Ling Sheng to feel compassion for the common people in the world.
As the things of the four big monsters were put into the alchemy furnace, Ling Sheng continued to control Ling Kechen. Ling Kechen had to hold the pen, stain it with bright red blood, and draw patterns in the room that he couldn't understand. These patterns are hideous and terrifying, but just looking at them makes people dizzy and uncomfortable. He even feels the pain from the blood and the bondage from blood relatives.
Is this the blood of his relatives? His brothers and sisters?
It's a pity that he can't do the movements of widening his face and eyes now, and his body is completely out of his control.
When the last stroke was left, he involuntarily cut his finger and made up the last stroke.