Chapter 200 Asura, It's Not a Turtle

Volume 1 Chapter 200 It's Not a Turtle

Um? Huyan Zhuozhuo was stunned for a while, thinking that Qin Ming was teasing him, but the tone of his voice was different.

The little white turtle looks more and more happy, this fat man is really happy. "Your whole family is like this, or do you work hard the day after tomorrow? It looks very layered."

what! Huyan Zhuozhuo looked at the little white turtle in surprise: "Is it talking?"

Qin Ming shrugged: "When I invited the kings, the kings gave me a gift."

The little white turtle coughed twice: "Little baby, pay attention to the tone of your speech. Little Fatty, you go out first, we have important things to talk about, very important."

"Should I go out first?" Huyan Zhuozhuo pointed to the door, still surprised, a talking spirit demon? Is it a holy beast? Qin Ming is getting more and more arrogant, with the protection of the king statue, and the holy beast! This is going against the sky.

"I'll chat with him first." Qin Ming was also curious about the little turtle.

Huyan Zhuozhuo walked out of the room with three turns and closed the door gently.

The tortoise is only the size of a fist, like a carefully carved jade, moist and shiny, it dangles its small claws and moves its body that has been crushed for five days and five nights: "Those immortals are very satisfied with you, you strike while the iron is hot. Let's talk, let's go. Let's talk about things, solve problems when we have problems, don't always restrict me in such a rude way, right?"

"Have you lived in the king's tomb for ten thousand years?" Qin Ming was still very suspicious.

"When I was young and ignorant, I was tricked into a cave by them, and a chain imprisoned me for tens of thousands of years. 10,000 years, what concept, there are only a few thousands of years in my life, it's such a messy waste. The little turtle raised his head, shook his head sadly, and almost burst into tears when it came to the depths of his love. He crawled around slowly, shaking his head: "These are the past, let's not mention it. My little ancestor is kind-hearted, and I don't have the same knowledge as them." , you should help them guard the tomb. But what is the situation now, the king's tomb is gone, they left, they should let me go, but they tied me around your neck again. If you have something to say, tell me Makes sense, doesn't it?"

The little turtle looks very immature, and speaks old-fashioned.

Qin Ming took it in his hand and held it on his face for details: "Why did the kings trick you into entering the king's tomb? Why not other spirit monsters?"

"I'm kind, I'm simple, I just turned a thousand years old, I was young and ignorant."

Qin Ming can't laugh or cry, you are still young and ignorant at a thousand years old: "I don't believe it!"

The little turtle said solemnly: "I know it's hard for you to accept it, but it doesn't matter. Let's make a deal, you help me open the chain, and I will help you with three things."

"you're good?"

"Very? Haha, that's quite powerful! Xiaozu, I am handsome and handsome, with monstrous force, and unparalleled wisdom. I do things in heaven and earth, and things in the world. As long as you open my mouth, Xiaozu, I promise to help you. Three things, you don't deficit."

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a word suddenly popped out of his head, "God stick?"

"How is it? Think about it. It's inconvenient for you to keep me by your side, and secondly, if I'm unwilling, I won't help when I encounter problems, and you can't do anything about me, right?" Little Turtle Forced serious, clear eyes. But I was scolding crazy in my heart, and there seemed to be a little turtle jumping and jumping in my consciousness, pointing at Qin Ming's nose to ridicule, and hurry up to express my position, dawdling. I want to be free! I want to roam the world, travel around the world, I want to sleep all over the world, mother turtles, I want to sow seeds, what the hell, I have been holding back for 10,000 years!

Qin Ming was in no hurry: "I'm still curious about your relationship with the kings, why you have to tie you."

If this little turtle was really chained for 10,000 years, Qin Ming seriously doubted whether it had done something outrageous, or if it had offended the kings, otherwise why would it be tied with a chain. The king's tomb had been tied for 10,000 years, but now he tied it to the golden heart, obviously to fight with it to the end.

The little turtle looked at him innocently, stretched out his claws and shook his tail: "Look at me, like a tortoise with many evildoings? Hurry up and contact those immortal ones, either untie it for me, or give me an accurate word. If you untie it, you can't just hang it for nothing, what do you think of me? I'm also a self-respecting turtle."

Qin Ming squinted at it, and suddenly felt that the posture was weird, what did I stare at Wang Ba. He touched the chain and pressed the turtle shell. "Why do you live thousands of years?"

"Little Ancestor, I am immortal."

Qin Ming suddenly said: "Is the mystery of immortality in the inheritance of the kings related to you?"

The little turtle's eyes flickered, and then he said, "How is that possible!"

"What is your specific strength now?"

"I think back then, when I was little ancestor, I was a tyrannical figure who was all over the world. How can I describe me well? Let me think about it... um... yes, a big-capitalized man with a gold border." Little Turtle He raised his head, as if he really remembered himself ten thousand years ago, his small eyes were sparkling, and he was very arrogant.

"I said now."

"It's definitely not bad. If you can make a friend like me, your ancestral grave is smoking, so let's have fun."

Qin Ming did not spare him, and asked again: "What is your relationship with the kings? You tell me, and I will help you."

"nothing……"

"Tell the truth! Otherwise, you can hang it around my neck. I don't mind wearing a jewelry." Qin Ming dialed the chain and looked at him with a smile, consciously communicating with the remnant soul in the sea of ​​anger: "Can you Can you see its strength?"

"It doesn't seem to be a turtle..." The remnant soul had already woken up, or had woken up a long time ago, and had been quietly observing the turtle. At the moment when the little white turtle hung on Qin Ming's body that day, the Shura Sabre in the sea of ​​anger made a violent roar, forcibly awakening him.

"Not a turtle? Then what is he?" Qin Ming froze.

"I guess its tortoise shell is a seal. Either it is not a turtle, or it has something else sealed in its shell. In short, this monster is not simple. Don't be confused by its appearance and handle it carefully." Remnant Soul reminded Qin Ming, He couldn't see through the turtle either. In his cognition, there is no monster that can live for tens of thousands of years, and there is no real immortality. There is no such case recorded in the Heavenly Court and the ancient clan.

Either this turtle is talking nonsense, or there is a big secret involved in this turtle.

Bai Yu Little Turtle stammered: "It happened ten thousand years ago, I've slept for so long, and I'm confused. You put your heart in your stomach, I won't hurt anyone, so let me give you something first. "

The little turtle said, the little paws retracted into the turtle shell, and swishly took out a spiritual fruit as big as it: "Do you want it? I have a lot! I still have the water of life!"

Swish swish, took out seven or eight spiritual fruits from the turtle shell, which were crystal clear and filled with spiritual energy. "As long as you help me untie the chain, I will give you this friend, as many Lingbao as you want."

Qin Ming was surprised that the tortoise shell had such a large capacity. Is this really a seal?

"Wait a minute, I'll try to communicate with them." Qin Ming lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

"Ha, ah, ah, ah, my lord, I want to be free! Freedom! Freedom!" The little turtle jumped and jumped, screaming.

Qin Ming went to bed and tried to communicate with the kings' rings. He wanted to know what this little turtle was and why it was sealed on him. The little turtle looked very rambunctious, but it didn't matter, don't be a threat.

The little turtle looked at him eagerly, wishing to break the chain now.

Qin Ming communicated for a long time, but was disappointed, the tattoo never responded, and the kings seemed to really fall into a deep sleep. "They ignored me."

"Ah? Try again."

"Don't you know them yet? If they want to respond, they will respond naturally. If they don't want to respond, they will ignore them no matter what."

"Ah! You can't treat me like this!" Little Turtle was mad, and he wanted to be free.

"I have a way."

"Speak!" The little turtle rushed to Qin Ming's face, hugged his nose, stuck his little head in front of him, and looked at him pitifully.

"The kings will wake up sooner or later, and then I will ask again. You will be wronged first and stay by my side, how about you?"

The little turtle looked at him fixedly, his head drooping, and he wanted to cry without tears. "I just want some freedom, is it that hard? I don't want to live anymore, I'm going to die."

Qin Ming took it off his face: "Don't, I finally got out. It's better than being in the king's tomb. I actually admire you."

"Where?" The little turtle raised his head.

"You actually lived in a dark cave for tens of thousands of years. Aren't you lonely? Aren't you lonely? I'm scared when I think about it. How did you persevere?"

The little turtle suddenly burst into tears: "I want to commit suicide, but I don't dare, ah ah ah."

Qin Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this girl seems to be a little nervous.