Chapter 502 Descendants of Sikong Lie

After that, all the major city lords and deputy city lords came forward to congratulate.

Unlike Wang Fan, they have no quarrel with Wu Tian, ​​so they want to please him now and hope that they can take more care of themselves in the future.

Feng Xinghai from the Second City was among them, smiling, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Liu Taijun and Xu Yuan secretly sent messages, specifically telling them to be careful of the little devil's revenge after entering the movie theater.

Moreover, Wutian also learned from the two people that the little devil's brother, Lei Ming, had entered the shadow city a thousand years ago. It was said that he was among the top ten strong men among the shadow guards and was deeply loved by the commander of the shadow guards.

The reason why the Shadow Guard Commander protected the little devil was probably because of him.

Regarding this, Wu Tian didn't take it to heart.

You must know that his real enemies in the Dark City are the controllers like the Shadow Guard Commander and the Dark City Lord. As for the minor characters below, he really has no interest.

After chatting with Liu Taijun and others for a while, Wutian and the others left.

Everyone they met along the way was greeted with smiles, flattery and flattery. A moment ago, they would have looked at three people at most and no one would care about them. But now the three of them have officially become Shadow Guards, and their status is high enough to make them... The Lord of Nine Cities surrendered.

The most important thing is that everyone has a lucky mentality. If they are better at fawning, the three of them like it, and they can carry it with them when the time comes, then they will be prosperous in the future!

"People are like this. When you are weak, they all want to step on you, but after you become strong, they want to treat you as their biological parents." Sikong Yanran sighed.

When Wutian heard this, he looked at her deeply, then smiled lightly and quickly moved towards the first city.

After arriving at the other courtyard, Wu Tian waved his hand and quickly set up the Juyuan Ban, and then began to repair the injuries and stabilize his cultivation.

"Master Li Feng turns out to be a forbidden master!" Seeing this, Sikong Yanran was surprised.

Cang Zheng shook his head and said calmly: "Didn't I say that the strength he showed before is just the tip of the iceberg. His power is beyond your imagination."

"Mr. Yan Kuan, you give me a very strange feeling. You seem to hate Mr. Li Feng, but when you saw Mr. Li Feng being attacked, you seemed to care about him. The relationship between you seems to be very complicated!"

"Care?" Cang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes averted and he said evasively: "Who would care about him? I just don't want him to die in the hands of others, because I want to kill him with my own hands."

"Really?" Sikong Yanran was noncommittal, and a strange light shone in her beautiful eyes.

The next day, Cang Zheng and Sikong Yanran went out early in the morning and returned in the evening. When they passed by Wu Tian, ​​they stopped, took out a mustard bag from their arms, threw it on the ground, and said coldly: "Here are 29.9 billion Essence, the remaining 100 million will be used as traveling expenses for me and Miss Yanran.”

Wutian was stunned for a moment, then joked: "Did I say I would give you travel expenses?"

Hearing this, Sikong Yanran hurriedly took out a mustard seed bag and explained: "Master Li Feng, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Wutian waved his hand, smiled faintly, and said: "I was joking. If you need anything in the future, come to me as soon as possible. I will definitely help if I can."

Hearing this, Cang Zheng immediately changed his face. This damn guy is just a bastard who forgets his friends when he sees sex. Fortunately, he was so worried about him yesterday and even vented his anger on his behalf. If he had known this was the case, he should have taken the opportunity to strike with a sword. Split him in half.

"Shameless bastard, go to hell!" Cang Zheng scolded and kicked Wu Tian. Then he turned around angrily and walked straight into the attic. He only heard a bang and there was no movement after that. .

"What's going on?" Wutian was stunned. He just saw the 30 billion essences and was in a good mood for a while. It was just a joke. Why should he be so angry?

"Pfft!" Seeing the confusion on Wutian's face, Sikong Yanran couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, shook her head, and said: "Master Li Feng, although you are strong, your brain is not ordinary."

After saying something that confused Monk Wutian Zhanger, Sikong Yanran also turned and left.

"In addition to the fire element soul and the water element soul, some people say that I am stupid. Am I really stupid?" Wu Tian muttered, feeling a little inexplicable.

Time is like sand between fingers, passing by in the blink of an eye.

On the fourteenth night before the battle for the Shadow Guards, Wutian took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes, and the light flashed away.

After these days of cultivation, coupled with the help of Monkey Wine and Juyuan Ban, the injuries have basically healed, and the cultivation level is completely stable. You can confidently and boldly start to attack the Dacheng Realm and Dacheng Stage.

His spiritual thoughts extended out, and the surrounding scenery came into his mind clearly.

"The Dark City is really a strange place. Now that I have broken through to the Small Adult stage, the distance my spiritual thoughts can extend is only ten thousand feet, huh? That's it?"

It was close to the third watch, and there was silence and no sound in the sky. However, just when Wutian was about to withdraw his spiritual thoughts, there was finally a trace of movement, and this movement came from the attic next to him.

His spiritual thoughts spread towards this place, and Wutian actually saw Sikong Yanran walking slowly towards the second floor in the darkness.

"It's strange. What is she going to do in the middle of the night? What is hidden on the second floor?"

Wutian was confused and pondered for a moment. He still couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart and left a clone in the Juyuan Forbidden City, while he followed Sikong Yanran's aura and came to a room on the second floor.

The heaven-defying domain emerged, and all the auras were isolated. Wu Tian was in a corner, looking around, and then looked at where Sikong Yanran was.

"What?"

After seeing this, Wu Tian was shocked. He saw that in front of Sikong Yanran, there were several meters long altars placed on the ground like stairs, and dozens of tablets were enshrined on the altars.

There were three altars in the front. The tablet on the left was engraved with the spirit of the late father Sikong Guanghui! The tablet on the right was engraved with the spirit of the mother Sikong Luoxue! The signature below was the unfilial daughter Sikong Yanran.

Obviously, the owners of these two tablets were Sikong Yanran's parents.

But this was not what Wu Tian was shocked about. What shocked him was that between the two tablets, there was an unusually tall tablet, and the tablet was engraved with the spirit of the ancestor Sikong Lie!

What does this mean? This means that the God of War Sikong is actually the ancestor of Sikong Yanran.

A few vigorous characters, as if releasing an unparalleled momentum, constantly impacted Wu Tian's sight, making him feel restless for a long time. If it weren't for the anti-sky domain, his traces would have been discovered by Sikong Yanran.

Wu Tian never thought that there would be such a coincidence. He came to the Dark City and actually ran into the descendants of Sikong Lie.

He didn't doubt the truth, because next to the three words Sikong Lie, there were two small characters engraved. These two small characters were the two words God of War.

The only person who can be called Sikong God of War in the world today is probably Sikong Lie!

"Father, mother, ancestors, all the sages of the Sikong clan, Yanran has been successfully elected as a shadow guard and will enter the shadow city tomorrow. I am one step closer to my goal. I hope that you can bless Yanran to complete this matter smoothly..."

Sikong Yanran's voice suddenly sounded, pulling Wu Tian back from the state of shock and listening carefully.

Sikong Yanran said a lot, but her voice got smaller and smaller as she spoke, until the end, it was no different from her invisible self-talk. Wu Tian couldn't hear clearly at all, and he vaguely understood two points.

First, the Sikong clan was the master of the Dark City, that is, the real master of this small world was Sikong Lie, and later for some unknown reason, he was replaced by someone else.

Second, Sikong Yanran entered the film city with some purpose, most likely targeting the Lord of Dark City.

Wu Tian was trying to guess, and at this time, Sikong Yanran's voice gradually became louder.

I only heard her say intermittently: "Ancestor, a few days ago, I met a very strange person. I seemed to be able to feel your breath on him, and the ring on his hand was also very similar to your personal belongings when you were alive, the Sikong Divine Ring. Perhaps he is your successor..."

"Successor? Haha, I guess so!" Wu Tian smiled slightly, staring at Sikong Lie's tablet, and murmured in his heart: "I will try my best to help your descendants and complete what she wants to complete, just as a way to repay your favor."

After that, Wu Tian did not continue to eavesdrop and left quietly.

"Sikong Lie was the former owner of the Dark City, but why did he appear in the Samsara Continent and finally buried in Angel Peak?" In the room, Wu Tian sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed, his eyes slightly closed, thinking quietly.

The next morning.

The sky had just turned white, and Wu Tian walked out of the room and breathed in the morning sun.

This was his daily compulsory homework before, but as his strength became stronger and he experienced more and more things, he gradually forgot it.

He didn't sleep all night, not because he didn't want to sleep, but because he couldn't sleep at all. He was immersed in the fog all the time. Finally, when he saw the sun rise, he simply came out to practice in order to calm his heart.

Don't say it, it really works. As the turbid air was exhaled, Wu Tian's body and mind quickly entered a state of emptiness, and the doubts that had been entangled all night disappeared one after another.

"Morning, Mr. Li Feng!" After an unknown amount of time, accompanied by a creak, the door was gently pushed open, and Sikong Yanran walked out slowly, smiling and greeting.

"Morning." Wu Tian opened his eyes and smiled lightly. He didn't say a word about what happened last night, and Sikong Yanran's expression didn't show any abnormality.

"Let's go." Cang Zheng came out one after another, said calmly, brushed past Wu Tian, ​​and didn't care about the latter, and walked directly to the gate of the other courtyard.

Seeing this, Wu Tian touched his nose and smiled bitterly in his heart. To be honest, he really couldn't figure out Cang Zheng's character. It was like the unpredictable weather, which was puzzling.

"Mr. Li Feng, let's go too!" Sikong Yanran smiled slightly.

After Sikong Yanran walked out of the courtyard, Wu Tian waved his hand, and with a whoosh, a ban broke through the air and floated above the attic. Wisps of light curtains fell down, forming a huge barrier that enveloped the entire courtyard, and soon dissipated into the invisible and hidden in the void.

This ban is naturally the killing ban of ice and flames!

Since Sikong Yanran doesn't want others to know about this place, he might as well be a good person and cover it up. If someone breaks in here, the killing ban will automatically revive and turn everything in the courtyard into nothingness in an instant.

After doing all this, Wu Tian turned around, walked out of the courtyard, closed the door, and then slowly followed.

And Cang Zheng and Sikong Yanran didn't notice Wu Tian's previous behavior. They chatted a little bit and walked quickly towards the city lord's mansion.

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