Primordial God

Seeing all this, Li Mushen thought to himself, "Isn't it just a drop of Lao Mo's blood, isn't this grandma Xiu too happy?"

Zhong Wudi, the second elder, and Zhong Ruyi were a little embarrassed. They didn't expect that the helmsman in the ancestral land would be so respectful to the guardian of Li Mushen.

At this time, Zhong Jiangming brought Zhong Haotian to the Requiem Hall.

Zhong Haotian looked a little apprehensive and followed behind Zhong Jiangming.

Zhong Jiang Ming said: "Grandma, Haotian brought it."

Grandma Xiu carefully put away the jade bottle containing the dragon's blood, nodded to Zhong Jiangming, and respectfully said to Li Mu, "Young Master, Zhong Haotian has already brought it here."

A cold light flashed in Li Mushen's eyes, the power of the demons in his body poured out, and the dark red demon sword appeared in his hand.

Zhong Haotian shouted, "Boy, what do you want to do?"

Li Mushen held the magic sword and said in a deep voice, "You gave the soul lamp that houses Ling'er's soul?"

Zhong Haotian said loudly, "Yes, I gave it to you."

"Is the ghost lantern in there raised?" Li Mushen asked again.

Zhong Haotian's eyes widened, and his voice rose again, "Li Mushen, don't spit your blood! What ghosts, I didn't raise them!"

Li Mushen looked at him coldly, Zhong Ruyi took a step, stepped forward and said angrily: "You gave the ghost lamp, but there is a ghost of the ghost lamp in it. If you don't say you raised it, who is raising it? of?"

Zhong Haotian's face is very ugly, this Zhong Ruyi is only a disciple of the outer sect, and he is the elder of Zhong's ancestral land to be scolded by him, which makes him very angry!

The Dragon King looked at Zhong Haotian and suddenly said, "Who gave you this soul lamp?"

Zhong Haotian's eyes changed in vain, and he quickly covered it up, but he was still seen by the Molong King.

Zhong Haotian shook his head and said, "No one gave it to me. This ghost lamp was taken in the attic. As for the ghost ghost in it, how do I know, I swear, that ghost ghost was definitely not raised by me!"

Grandma Xiu also respectfully said to King Molong: "Sir, this may not be what Zhong Haotian did."

Zhong Jiangming also hurriedly said: "Haotian is the elder of the Zhong family, he would never do such a thing."

In the Requiem Hall, Grandma Xiu and Zhong Jiangming naturally felt the killing intent of Li Mushen.

Li Mushen didn't speak, his eyes flashed with lustrous light. He sent a voice to the Dragon King and said, "Old Mo, is there any way you can make Zhong Haotian admit that he did it, or let him say who did it?"

The Dragon King nodded, "Naturally there is a way."

Zhong Haotian said righteously, saying that although he gave the soul lamp to the second elders Zhong Buming and Zhong Ruyi, there was absolutely no such evil thing as the soul lamp ghost.

The Dragon King walked in front of Zhong Haotian.

Zhong Haotian took a few steps back, fear in his eyes.

"Look into this king's eyes."

Zhong Haotian raised his head and looked into the eyes of the Dragon King.

Ink Dragon King's eyes are like ink-colored peach blossoms. The peach blossoms slowly flow in the pupils, exuding a strange power. Such a scene shocked Zhong Jiangming, and even Grandma Xiu retreated, thinking in his heart: "The art of calming the soul."

This soul-suppressing technique is unparalleled. Just when Zhong Haotian raised his head and looked into the eyes of the Molong King, his whole mind was immersed in it.

"The ghost of the ghost in the ghost lamp that you raised?"

Zhong Haotian shook his head dully, "No."

Zhong Jiangming breathed a sigh of relief, while the second elders Zhong Buming and Zhong Ruyi frowned and said to themselves, "Could it be that the ghost of the ghost lamp was really raised, so why did it appear in the ghost lamp?"

The Dragon King continued: "Who raised the ghosts of the ghosts in the ghosts?"

Zhong Jiangming sluggishly said: "The ghost lamp is raised by Zhong Hong."

Li Mushen murmured, with murderous aura in his eyes, "Zhong Hong."

Zhong Jiangming frowned. He didn't expect this ghost lamp to be raised by his grandson, which made his heart sink, and he already had a bad premonition.

The Dragon King said, "Go and call Zhong Hong."

Zhong Haotian nodded sluggishly and walked out of the Requiem Hall. Soon, he brought over Zhong Hong with a swollen face.

"Father, what's the matter, what are you taking me to the Requiem Hall for?" Zhong Hong asked Zhong Haotian, but Zhong Haotian had been sluggish, he just took Zhong Hong all the way, without saying a word.

After Zhong Haotian brought Zhong Hong to the Requiem Hall, his whole body trembled, as if his soul had entered his body, and he was no longer sluggish and absent-minded.

Zhong Haotian looked at Zhong Hong next to him, and was shocked, and said, "Hong'er, why are you here?"

Zhong Hong looked aggrieved, "Father, you brought me here."

"I brought you here?"

Zhong Haotian's face turned pale. He remembered that he was glanced at by the Molong King, and then his eyes darkened. When it became bright again, his son was already by his side.

"Did they know?"

In the Requiem Hall, Li Mushen looked at Zhong Hong with murderous eyes.

Facing Li Mushen's gaze, Zhong Hong felt fear and fear, and at the same time was full of resentment.

At this time, Grandma Xiu shouted, "Zhong Hong, do you know what's wrong."

Grandma Xiu is a supreme figure with a monstrous cultivation base. After drinking this loud voice, her whole soul trembled, she was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt to the ground, "Grandma, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?"

Zhong Jiangming stood aside with a dim light in his eyes, and said nothing.

Grandma Xiu angrily rebuked: "Just now, Zhong Haotian has already told everything you did under the master's soul-suppressing technique, and it's too late to admit your mistake now!"

Grandma Xiu knew about the killing intent of Li Mushen and Zhong Wudi against Zhong Hong, but Zhong Hong was Zhong Jiangming's grandson, so she was naturally partial. , and then let him go.

Zhong Jiangming obviously knew the good intentions of Grandma Xiu, and scolded: "Zhong Hong, as a member of the Zhong family, you actually want to mutilate the daughter of a foreign clan head, and use the ghost lamp to devour her soul, you can be crime?"

Zhong Hong's face turned pale, he hesitated, "I..."

Then, Zhong Hong turned his eyes to his father Zhong Haotian for help.

Zhong Haotian said solemnly, "You did all this, and it's too late to admit your mistake."

At the same time, Zhong Haotian used color to Zhong Hong, Zhong Hong understood and said, "Grandma, I was just wrong."

Grandma Xiu said, "Do you know what's wrong with you?"

Zhong Hong's eyes were placed on the ghost lamp, and she was shocked, she knew why he was called to come, and said to herself, "It seems that Zhong Wudi and the others already know that the ghost of the ghost lamp is what I did."

But he knew that he could never admit that he did this.

Zhong Hong said, "Grandma, I really don't know what I've done wrong."

Grandma Xiu's eyes flickered, and she said, "You gave Zhong Haotian the soul lamp contained in Zhong Linger's soul?"

"Yes, I gave it to my father, grandma, what's wrong, is there any problem?"

Grandma Xiu glanced at Molong King and said, "There is naturally a problem with the Soul Lantern. Some of them have raised a Ghost Lantern."

Zhong Hong was shocked. He didn't expect that he would still be found after hiding the ghost lamp in the ghost lamp, but his expression at the moment was shocked, and said, "Grandma, is there a ghost ghost in the ghost lamp? But I I don't know. That soul lamp is just one I brought from the attic. I don't know if there is a ghost lamp, is there anything wrong with Ling'er's soul now?"

Li Mushen looked at Zhong Hong lightly, not knowing what he was thinking at the moment.

Zhong Jiangming breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Grandma Xiu, "It seems that Zhong Hong doesn't know about the ghost of the ghost lamp in this ghost lamp, but he can't avoid the responsibility and put him in the dungeon, and the clan law will serve him. !"

Zhong Hong's expression changed. He didn't expect that grandfather would put him in a dungeon to serve him with family law. He hurriedly said, "Grandma, grandpa, it's none of my business!"

Zhong Jiangming didn't take a look at Zhong Hong, he could feel the murderous aura of Li Mushen, if not, with the support of the Molong King, even if Li Mushen killed Zhong Hong, he would have nothing to do.

"Haotian, take Zhong Hong down."

Zhong Haotian nodded and was about to leave with Zhong Hong.

But at this moment, Li Mushen held the magic sword in his hand, blocking Zhong Haotian and Zhong Hong's way.

"Wait, Zhong Hong, I haven't let him go yet." Li Mushen said.

Zhong Haotian looked at Li Mushen coldly and said, "Li Mushen, this matter is not Hong'er's business at all. Now putting him in a dungeon and serving him by family law is the biggest torture, what else do you want to do?"

Zhong Wudi snorted, he didn't believe that the ghost of the ghost lamp in the ghost lamp had nothing to do with Zhong Hong, this must be what he did, but a few of them deliberately shielded him.

But Zhong Wudi is helpless, he is only the head of a foreign clan, and in the ancestral land of the Zhong family, he is only equivalent to a sitting elder, and he is not comparable to the helms of these Zhong family!

Zhong Hong said ruthlessly to Li Mushen: "Li Mushen, what else do you want to do? You have to forgive people and forgive them!"

Li Mushen walked in front of Zhong Hong, stared into Zhong Hong's eyes, and said, "Zhong Hong, you know that you have to forgive people and forgive them, but why do you still hurt Ling'er's soul, if we hadn't come to our ancestral land as soon as possible? If you found out about this situation, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"What consequences?"

Li Mushen narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "If Ling'er's soul is swallowed by the ghost lamp and completely destroyed, not only you, but the entire Zhong family will be buried with him, and you, your father, your Grandpa cramped and peeled, eating meat and drinking blood!"

Zhong Hong shuddered all over, and Zhong Haotian, Zhong Jiangming, and Grandma Xiu all had very unpleasant expressions on their faces. This is the Zhong family, and Li Mushen dared to say such big things here, it was simply daring!

If it wasn't for the Molong King by their side, I am afraid that Li Mushen would have died in the ancestral land now.

The Molong King stood there indifferently, as if the whole person was integrated into the heaven and the earth, seeing what Li Mushen did, he nodded secretly and said in his heart: "Li Mushen wants to step on the throne, he needs to do this, Lawless, not looking at anyone, this is just a small Zhong family. If he is afraid of even a small Zhong family, I don't need to be his guardian."