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920. Four Holy Spirit Beads【40】

"It's called Hei Ba. One day, it suddenly came to me and recognized me as its master. It has been following me since then. It just loves to sleep." Sheng Qinghong touched his nose and said with some embarrassment, and then knocked on Hei Ba.

After a moment, it was so shameless and really embarrassing to the owner!

Hei Ba was hit by Sheng Qinghong and jumped up instantly. He looked left and right with his dark eyes, and finally looked at Sheng Qinghong and said loudly, "Master, where is the bad guy? I'll help you."

"Waiting for you to help me, I would have died a hundred times!" Sheng Qinghong despised it very much.

Hei Ba rushed into his arms and said coquettishly, "Master, don't be like this. From today on, I will never sleep again. I have had enough sleep. Uh, no, I didn't sleep at all. In fact,

Practicing."

"..." Sheng Qinghong rolled his eyes and stopped arguing with it on this topic.

Sheng Shitian stared dumbly at Hei Ba, the wolf with wings. Why did he feel like he had seen this little beast before? Suddenly, he slapped his head, with an even more shocked look on his face.

He looked at Sheng Qinghong and then at Hei Ba, swallowed his saliva and said, "Qinghong, you, you may be the dark holy son of the undead. No wonder you have my strange dark power in your body."

The Dark Holy Son of the Undead? Sheng Qinghong raised his eyebrows, what does this mean?

"I once wanted to ask your great-grandfather about the decline of the soul world and the undead. He didn't tell me. He just said that only when the Dark Son was born, the soul world could be reorganized and the undead could grow stronger." Sheng Shitian was a little excited.

He said, with a look of pride on his brows, he didn't expect that his son turned out to be the Son of Darkness.

Sheng Qinghong frowned. In this way, he was asked to severely damage the soul world and allow the undead to continue to multiply. But now that the Holy Family is the only one left, how can the undead grow stronger?

"Wait a moment." Sheng Shitian said with a smile, and then walked towards the secret room of his room.

There was a strange look on Sheng Qinghong's face. He turned out to be the Dark Son of the Undead in the Soul Realm.

"Master, when will we return to the soul world?" Hei Ba asked cutely, raising his head and blinking his eyes.

"Do you know about the soul world?" Sheng Qinghong's eyes flashed.

Hei Ba shook his head, and after thinking for a while, he said, "When I first came to you, I didn't even know who I was, but this time when I went to sleep, no, it was after practicing, I remembered who I was, and I knew

Where is your home?"

"What kind of place is the Soul World?"

"Well, it is a beautiful place there. Although the soul world is not big, the undead people are very united. It can be said to be a paradise. But one day it was suddenly invaded. I was injured to protect the master, but the master gave me

I ate a bead, and then I lost consciousness and fell asleep until your birth woke me up, and then I found you." There was a trace of sadness in Hei Ba's eyes, and his beautiful home disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Who is your master?"

"It's called Sheng Xiaotian. He should be your great-grandfather's great-grandfather or something. He is the master of the soul world. He is the one who created the soul world and the undead. The undead people have silver eyes and cold bodies, and they are immortal.

Unless it encounters a fight with a strong person." Hei Ba explained to Sheng Qinghong that he missed his master so much, but he seemed to be dead.

Sheng Shitian took a deep breath. No wonder he was born with a cold body. It turned out to be the reason.
Chapter completed!
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