Chapter 915 Brother
Tu Shanjun was speechless.
Take a step forward.
Blocked in front of Yang Wu.
He stared coldly at Luo Manping not far away.
Luo Manping's expression changed slightly.
He had already felt the hostility from the red-haired, two-horned ghost saint.
The invisible murderous aura seems to be turning into reality.
If he had just met Tu Shanjun, he only thought that the monk in front of him was an ordinary ghost saint, who had gone far on the path of life and death and had his own unique and achievable understanding. Looking back now, this person may not only be a profound ghost saint, but his strength cannot be underestimated.
He asked seriously at the same time: "What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"
Tu Shanjun said calmly: "When I was the king, I made a rule that if I die, there is no need to respect my children."
"Because I know they will never honor my heir as king."
"A weak king cannot control all directions."
Luo Manping said solemnly: "Although the young master is young, he is orthodox and has an undefeated Shura Taoist body. With the support of us and the followers of the leader, he will definitely be able to give full play to his strength, complete this dangerous road, and completely transform. Become a leader, or even surpass a leader!”
"In that case, who will be the regent?"
"Regent?"
"good."
"Young master, the country is suspicious. It is time for a monk with both talents and intelligence to step forward and complete the national policy on your behalf, lay the foundation of the dynasty, make the four directions stable, and the people live and work in peace and contentment."
Tu Shanjun opened his mouth to explain the role of the regent, but his eyes were just cold.
"It's you?"
Tu Shanjun pointed to Luo Qi who was kneeling aside.
Luo Qi panicked and fell to the side, shaking her head repeatedly.
"still you."
He pointed at Luo Manping.
Said: "The power of Shura's Ten Dharma, the Great Saint Luo Manping."
"Or, it's the person behind you."
Tushanjun put down his finger.
Luo Manping said: "No one wants to be the regent. When the young master grows up, the Shura clan will still want the young master to preside over it."
"What we are doing now is not only to welcome back the young master and settle down the world, but also to save the young master's life and continue the bloodline of the leader."
When he said this, Luo Manping's eyes were full of sincerity and sadness.
He obviously did not expect that the leader would die, and all they could do was try to save the young master.
Tu Shanjun stared at the two people, disgust appearing in his eyes: "You should not involve an innocent child."
"If we don't protect him, no one will protect him."
"He will die."
"The murderer who killed the leader will be eradicated, and he will..."
"Why?"
"Because he is the only son of the leader."
"Is he really?"
Luo Manping's pupils narrowed slightly and his eyelids sank.
Surrounded by the aura of spiritual intelligence, the great sage's power was as powerful as the wrath of heaven.
He stared hard at the two-horned ghost king standing next to the young man. His murderous aura instantly turned into substance and merged into his spirit. He asked coldly: "Who are you?!"
The space seems to have stopped.
Yangwu didn't move.
Luo Qi also seemed to be frozen by ice and snow.
"answer my question."
"Is he really?"
"yes!"
"lie!"
Tushanjun was furious.
He had used spells but could not find the same origin from Yang Wu's body, which meant that Yang Wu's sister was not his biological sister at all.
She wasn't his biological sister, so he couldn't use his magical powers to search for her. Otherwise, why bother to go through so much trouble to find her one by one and search for her soul one by one.
If Yang Wu is really a member of the Shura tribe.
Then he should have some blood relationship with this person.
Luo Manping, the great saint of the Shura tribe, could not possibly not be a member of the Shura tribe.
Then who isn't?
The answer is obvious.
Yang Wu is not a Shura tribesman at all.
He is not the only son of the leader at all.
Compared to Yang Wu, Yang Wu's sister is more suitable. Not only does she have the blood of the Shura clan, but she also has the protection of an expert. She seems to be in danger along the way, but in fact, all dangers are turned into good fortune.
Tu Shanjun even suspected that Yangwu's sister was kidnapped. It was originally a play directed and performed by the Shura people.
In this drama, only one innocent child died.
No.
Or maybe two.
Tu Shanjun's iceberg-like face turned into blue-gray color, and he said sternly: "Where is this child's sister?"
Luo Manping's expression changed: "What are fellow Taoists talking about?"
"The leader has only one son."
"Young Master, how can you have a sister?"
Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly in disappointment and said, "How long can you keep pretending to hide your bloodline in front of a blood monk?"
He sneered and continued: "I didn't find any bloodline related to the Shura clan from this child."
Luo Manping's expression darkened.
He really didn't expect this life and death monk to have such vision.
Perhaps the moment they appeared, the two-horned ghost king had completely understood their purpose.
Luo Manping didn't know the origin of the two-horned ghost king, nor did he know which side he belonged to. Logically speaking, a ghost saint couldn't be so unknown.
This person's conduct is not low.
But it was like jumping out of a crack in a stone.
‘Looking at his clothes and speech, he looks like a monk from the Five Heavens. ’
Luo Manping did not continue to speculate on the origin of the opponent's heels.
"Fellow Taoist, you are too arrogant."
He does not need to know the origin of this person. Since this person has seen their problem, they will completely kill this person here. Anyway, this matter was originally their temporary intention to find a substitute for the young master and shoulder the responsibility of the young master. Just take all the risks.
It would be a good thing not to have this ghost saint in the path of life and death.
The murderous intention is concentrated on the line.
Tushanjun was calm and composed.
Of course he knew how powerful Luo Manping was, and he also understood that the other party's statement that he needed a master of life and death to reshape Yang Wu's body was also false. They just wanted to know who was standing behind Yang Wu.
Once they understand clearly, Yangwu will no longer be mysterious in their eyes.
It would be better to say that Yang Wu is the person who best fits their plan.
When the saint was angry, the secret of heaven suddenly changed.
Luo Manping stepped forward.
The white clothes are better than the snow, and the tall body is standing tall against the sky and the earth at this moment. The earth-shaking murderous aura completely locks the entire space, as if the entire world has fallen into Luo Manping's palm.
After taking a step forward, his body sprouted a third eye, and the boundless blood was like an angry sea.
Tushanjun glanced in all directions.
Dao Wen locked the space and did not give him a chance to tear open the barrier and leave.
The bloody power of heaven is filled with Taoism.
The phantom trembled, the swelling ripples bloomed with bloody flowers, and a tall monk walked among the flowers to bathe in the secret of heaven.
Tu Shanjun sneered: "Asura Blood Technique is so profound, why do you need me to help you?"
Luo Manping said: "This is not for you to help us."
"I didn't expect you to hide next to him."
"Who are you and what is your purpose?"
Tu Shanjun turned around and glanced at Yang Wu, then turned back to Luo Manping and said calmly: "I only kept my promise and came to look for his sister. Since his sister has been replaced by you a long time ago, you should tell me about his sister." Let me know his whereabouts."
Tu Shanjun knew that he was no match for this person.
This is a difference in realm.
Moreover, the Yasha monk's magic power is running low.
It was simply a fantasy for him to rely on the magic power of a person in the early stages of becoming a god to fight against a great saint.
Luo Manping looked strange. He really couldn't understand the thoughts of the ghost saint in front of him.
However, in this case, he really should tell the truth, so he said: "There is no such person at all. He was originally an orphan we arranged to adopt to hide the truth from others. He has no sister at all."
"Isn't that the one who left just now?"
Luo Manping said with a straight face: "If you guess the truth, you should know that he is not worthy of being that person's brother."
"You mean it."
"That person is not his sister."
"no."
Luo Manping answered firmly.
"Very good. I'm glad I don't have to worry about anything anymore."
Luo Manping narrowed his eyes after hearing Ghost Saint's words.
Tu Shanjun said: "She is not, I will take her to continue searching."
"Neither you nor him can leave."
"not necessarily."
"It seems that Fellow Daoist is very confident in his own strength."
"No."
Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly and continued: "You have forgotten where this place is."
"This is the Gandharvas."
"Although the Gandharva clan is slightly weaker than the Shura clan, they are also one of the big clans. I only need to expose her identity. None of you can leave, and she can't survive."
Luo Manping's expression finally changed: "Fellow Taoist is too despicable."
"Use an innocent child as the capital of your own survival."
Tu Shanjun said calmly: "I am not as good as you. You really killed an innocent child and continued to deceive him."
"I do not believe."
"You can try."
Luo Manping pondered for a long time and finally did not dare to try.
He dispersed his murderous intent and took half a step back.
at the same time.
The wind blew again and the clouds flew again.
Luo Manping looked at Tu Shanjun calmly, then glanced at Luo Qi and said, "Go back, gather the troops, and ask the guardian elders to come."
Luo Qi was stunned.
"go."
"good!"
Luo Qi stood up without hesitation.
"etc."
Luo Manping saw Tu Shanjun who had spoken and said, "It may be too late for fellow Taoist to beg for mercy now."
"not late."
When Tu Shanjun finished speaking, he looked at Yang Wu next to him and said, "You should already know the truth, right?"
Luo Manping's expression froze for a moment, and then he relaxed.
It doesn't matter whether the kid knows it or not.
The only thing he cared about was that the Ghost Saint didn't know what method he used, but he actually let the child hear the conversation between the two of them from his eyes. No wonder the Ghost Saint would say that.
Yang Wu lowered his head and responded in a low voice: "I understand."
He clearly heard the words of the two saints and understood his own life experience.
He is not the young master of the Shura tribe at all, he is just an unknown brat.
Yang Wu smiled bitterly. He said that he wanted to go back not only because he wanted to avenge his parents who had never been masked, but also because he suddenly knew that he had such an important identity and firmly believed that he was extraordinary.
He is a prince, the young master of the Shura clan, and the successor of the undefeated Shura Taoist body.
He is extraordinary.
Yang Wu thought of this.
However, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
He is just an ordinary kid.
He has no Taoist body, no parents, and he is not a prince or a young master.
Now he was filled with loss and sadness.
Even my nose became sore.
Yang Wu suddenly raised his head and looked at Luo Manping.
Said: "I will go with you."
"You wouldn't have chosen me if I wasn't special."
Luo Manping was surprised by Yang Wu's words.
It also made Tu Shanjun beside him stunned.
Luo Qi stopped and looked at Yang Wu in surprise.
"Please let me go, sir."
"He's a passing hero. He wouldn't have gotten involved if I hadn't begged him."
Luo Manping said: "It doesn't matter who we choose."
Yang Wu said: "It's different."
"I am her brother and I want to protect her."
As he spoke, Yang Wu showed a bright smile: "Sir, I owe you this fortune first, so you can go first."
Second update, late.