MTL - After the Boss Retires, He Becomes Obsessed with Raising Cubs-Chapter 291 Half demon fox cub 10

Qiqi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being a complainer, after all, in his eyes, these little **** were all tool cubs who could help his father take revenge in the future.

He was still a young fox, and he was about to start cultivating hard. For such a big human cub, it was time for him to study hard.

At the beginning, it was just these students, and later, after confirming that they had completed their studies, they would teach others.

The ones sitting above are all children who haven't reached the crown and ji, while those who are listening to the class below are not young.

In the end, most people in the human world basically became talisman masters.

When the strange old man developed this cultivation method, because he is a human race, many things are more suitable for ordinary human races.

In this country, almost everyone cultivates at a rapid pace.

In a certain year, when the No. 1 sect in the cultivation world asked them to send some young girls who had just reached the age of 1, His Majesty, who had dared to be angry before, poured a cup of tea on the face of those arrogant sect disciples. on their faces.

"Who gave you the guts to let those girls in my family serve those old men in your sect? You are so old and you are not ashamed!"

"You, do you know which sect we are from? Presumptuous!"

Every time that sect disciple came to the mortal world, he could basically see these people respecting them. It was the first time he faced this emperor, so he was so angry that he immediately wanted to teach him a lesson.

The king himself took out the talisman, shook it lightly, and the talisman landed on the disciple of that sect.

The man stared at the flaming talisman on his shoulder, and began to mock very unceremoniously.

"Hey, what am I supposed to be? It's a nice day and it's not raining? Why? You're starting to shelter us from the rain?"

In the world of comprehension, clothes will not get wet on rainy days, even the lowest servants can do it.

But in this human world, the person who can make this kind of talisman should be regarded as the guest of honor.

With only such a little strength, he dared to fight them!

The mocking laughter stopped suddenly in the next second, followed by the scream of that sect disciple.

The emperor, who stood up from the dragon chair, saw this scene, and his heart felt unprecedentedly happy. Since he ascended the throne, he would see these disciples who claimed to be from the cultivation world every once in a while.

There was nothing he could do before, he could only do what they wanted.

The anger that had been pent up in my heart for so many years finally vented successfully.

Most of the disciples who came here were left here forever. When the families who had lost their daughters saw these people, they wished they could pounce on them and bite them to death.

There were also one or two, who were lucky enough to go back.

"Your Majesty, you can't go on like this anymore."

Xie Hui stayed behind all the time, in order to avoid being recognized by these people, he only appeared in front of the emperor after those people had left.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, it is better to take the initiative."

The emperor hesitated when he heard Xie Hui's words, after all, for him, those people in the cultivation world were like an insurmountable mountain, pressing firmly on him.

Even just now, relying on his own strength, he almost killed a cultivator.

But he himself knew very well that those who could be sent over to do this kind of thing were basically young people.

Not to mention the elders in the sect, just those disciples, they may not be able to beat them.

But beside the ears, the crying of parents who had lost their children made the emperor's vacillating thoughts gradually become firmer.

"Will you all be willing to go with me to the cultivation world to seek justice for the relatives who died in vain?"

"The grass people are willing, the grass people have rough skin and thick flesh, at worst, go crush them to death!"

The strong man who had lost his sister was the first to agree to His Majesty, and walked up to the high platform first.

When his sister was taken away, he wanted to stop her, but when the cultivator waved his sleeve casually, he fell to the ground and recovered after three years of recuperation.

For so many years, he has been living in guilt, always feeling that it was because he was not strong enough that those cultivators could take people away.

Now that he finally got such an opportunity, he naturally didn't want serious people to watch him slip away from him.

In the end, most of the people were willing to be with the emperor. They wanted to seek justice for the innocent woman who had been taken away by those high-ranking cultivators.

At the gate leading to the cultivation world, most ordinary people need to pay a very expensive fee to pass through.

Today, the leading emperor was wearing a suit of armor and threw a talisman there. The gate was blown up in an instant, and they walked in directly.

Most of the cultivators in the comprehension world never thought that the human race, who had never been considered by them before, could break into this place!

Especially the Haoran Sect, the biggest in the cultivation world, who was looking at the head of his new concubine, dismissed the news when he heard it.

"Master, I heard that those people are all talisman masters!"

"Amulet master? What a joke, what? They want us to rain for them. Can they use talismans to keep out the rain?"

It wasn't until there was a loud noise outside that the headmaster realized that something might be wrong, and hurried out. At this moment, Qiao Zhan bumped into his father head-on.

"Father, what happened?"

"You are with me."

The head of the sect originally wanted his son to go back first, but he was somewhat worried about such a big commotion outside.

No matter what happened, as long as he was there, his son would be safe. Thinking of this, the head still planned to take him with him.

When he walked to the main gate, when he saw the common people in coarse linen clothes, the attitude of the head became contemptuous again unconsciously.

With such a big commotion before, he originally thought that some powerful person appeared among these people.

"Why did you come to see the master?"

Standing on the high platform, when the head of Haoran Sect spoke, he did not hide his disdain for this group of people at all.

Qiao Zhan, who was by his father's side, had an inexplicable premonition in his heart at this time.

After so many years, Qiqi has been able to transform into a half-grown boy because of his diligent practice every day.

Wearing a snow-white cloak, Xie Hui, with a cold demeanor, came out from behind the emperor, and the chess pieces that followed him just reached his waist.

"Master, long time no see."

The emperor was also stunned when he heard this sentence, and so were the rest of the people.

Looking at the way Master Guoshi is greeting the head of the number one sect in the cultivation world, why do you feel like they are old acquaintances?

Qiao Zhan only recently found out why he was able to practice, and he had seen a portrait of that person from other places.

The boy in the portrait looked more lively, but the man standing there now somehow gave him an illusion of being unattainable.

The emperor picked up the memorial from his attendant, and read out the names of the innocent women who were taken away by the cultivating sect.

"A total of 3,226 innocent women's lives, today, I'm here to end it with you."

The head of the sect didn't pay attention to these ordinary people wearing coarse linen clothes at all, and he didn't even bother to use his spiritual power. The strong man walked over and lit the talisman given to him by the previous master, and threw it into this palm. on the door.

Qiao Zhan subconsciously wanted to get that thing away, so she held onto her father's sleeve and said softly:

"Daddy, it's true that we did something wrong, or...let's forget it."

In front of that person, Qiao Zhan always had an uncontrollable guilty conscience. In addition, there was an inexplicable panic, for fear that the root of his cultivation would be taken away by that person.

Xie Hui knew that for the head of the sect, this talisman could not cause him real harm.

Before he started to find out the talisman he had just drawn a while ago, Qiqi picked up the long sword his father had prepared for him and charged directly.

Just blame this old man, if it wasn't because he wanted to use himself to slander his father, he wouldn't have been hated by his father for so long.

The headman didn't recognize that it was the half-monster, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to kill him, his eyes widened in the next second, and he lay there directly.

Qiqi has half the cultivation of the demon king, plus a talisman that he secretly drew for himself without telling his father.

At the price of not being able to use spiritual power for a whole year, his cultivation level will be increased by ten times at this moment.

Not to mention the head of the sect, even the most powerful figure in the current cultivation world may not be able to beat him.

"I, I will give you the root bone, you can let me go."

Qiao Zhan stared at his father who had lost his breath, and almost subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy.

Qiqi clenched the sword in his hand, allowing Qiao Zhan to dig out the bones that belonged to his father while remaining fully awake, just like they did to their own father.

Qiao Zhan was so hurt that his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and his eyes flashed unwillingly when he stared at the bone.

In front of him, Qiqi directly crushed the bones, stepped on Qiao Zhan's face with his boots and cursed:

"As for the dirty things you used, my father doesn't bother to reuse them!"

"Do you think everyone is like you, a waste?"

He had already visited the Demon King, and had used other methods to get his father to reshape his bones, so there was no need for this dirty thing at all.

Qiqi wanted his father to be with him for a longer period of time, so it was necessary to reshape his roots, but not in this way.

"Does it hurt? My dad hurt more than you at that time."

After experiencing the disdain of his master and brother, and being dug out by force, Qi Qi couldn't help but feel sorry for his father just thinking about it.

"My dad is innocent, but you deserve it."

After finishing the last sentence, Qiqi kicked the breathless Qiao Zhan onto the plaque of this sect.