I Am Really Not The Son of Providence

"Don't talk or talk, talk or talk!"

A cross stands in the dim basement.

On this cross, a man in brocade clothes was tied.

His face was full of slap prints, and his forehead was knocked all over.

The treasurer Song Shao held the whip in his hand and stood proudly in front of the man.

From time to time, he slapped the man in Jin Yi, or his brain broke.

"Hehe, I don't know the little turtle calf that is tall and thick."

"Dare to come to me and pretend to be His Royal Highness Shen Ao."

"I didn't expect it! The young master once met His Royal Highness Shen Ao."

"Furthermore, he also fought against His Highness Shen Ao for 300 rounds regardless of the outcome."

"His Majesty's peerless spiritual arts, the beauty of the world is unique throughout the Great Yan Country."

"His temperament, can you pretend to be a little turtle?"

"I advise you to recruit as soon as possible! Avoid skin and flesh suffering."

While talking, the treasurer Song Shao moved his hands happily.

Sometimes he gave Shen Ao a brain collapse, and sometimes slapped his backhand.

Don't tell me, treat this kid as fat as a stupid son.

This feeling of beating Fang Qiu was really refreshing.

At this moment, Song Shao's shopkeeper gradually understood his father's happiness.

No wonder the old guy always scolded the little master for being stupid and beat me.

It turned out that the feeling of beating my son in idleness was so pleasant.

Song Shao's treasurer suddenly had a bold idea.

I don't know, if this guy is changed into father's clothes.

Yi Rongcheng Dad, will it be better to fight!

...

"Little turtle calf, how is the trial?"

Just when the treasurer Song Shao wanted something wrong, the voice of the treasurer Song rang out of the basement.

Suddenly, the treasurer Song Shao got a numb scalp and retreated to the side with a guilty face.

"That dad, I tortured this kid for half an hour."

"But this kid's mouth is so hard that he didn't say a word."

Shopkeeper Song glanced at Shen Ao's undamaged clothes.

Then he looked at the palm print and brain collapse on Shen Ao's face.

He looked at Song Shao's shopkeeper, his expression gradually becoming angry.

"I didn't draw a whip, slammed my mouth and knocked my head. This is called torture?"

The treasurer Song Shao said aggrieved: "People have followed you since they were young, and they have never interrogated any prisoners!"

"Things that are not promising," Shopkeeper Song snorted coldly, "Give me the whip!"

Taking the whip from his son, shopkeeper Song took a deep breath.

To be honest, this torture was also the first time he was tortured.

Indeed, it is not particularly experienced!

After thinking about it, Shopkeeper Song hummed: "The old man will give you one last chance."

"Little thief, be frank! Otherwise, this whip doesn't have eyes."

Shen Ao's swollen face was full of resentment.

At this moment he looked helpless, pitiful, and pitiful, as if he could speak.

The treasurer Song, whose IQ and EQ were far superior to that of his stupid son, understood his eyes.

...

Snapped!

Shopkeeper Song just slapped his backhand and slapped the shopkeeper.

"Father, I worked so hard to help you interrogate him, why are you beating me again!"

The shopkeeper Song Shao is angry, even if you are my father, you can't take pleasure in beating me!

Believe it or not, I will go back and pierce a scarecrow outside, put on your clothes and get a needle every day?

Shopkeeper Song was full of black lines, pointing at Shen Ao, who kept making a sound of'uuuuu'.

"Little turtle calf, who have you ever seen someone interrogate and seal their mouths?"

Listening to his father's anger, Song Shao's shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

He looked at the cross, but saw the brother on the cross crying.

From the tears of that brother,

Someone finally spoke a fair word for my Highness, you bastard.

Always ask me if I can tell, if I can tell, if I can tell, if I can tell!

You are so special to untie the forbidden talisman in my mouth!

Silence, let me confess to you and be lenient?

Your Highness Tanyima is white!

...

"Ahem, sorry bro."

"Well, there is no experience in the first interrogation."

The treasurer Song Shao scratched his head, only feeling that his old face was hot.

He wouldn't admit that he was so happy because of his slap.

For a while, I forgot the purpose of the interrogation, and then Shen Ao didn't solve the forbidden spell!

Moreover, who invented this forbidden spell, you can't see it at all when you put it on your mouth!

Looking at the innocent-looking shopkeeper Song Shao and Song shopkeeper, Shen Ao burst into tears.

He was wrong, he shouldn't be anxious to come to Wan Ling Garden from the beginning.

When the 13th brother came to his palace and took Qin Gao away.

He should replace all court ladies and eunuchs.

Especially the little plum in direct contact.

I blame the difference of my Highness.

Still not careful enough!

...

The words are divided into two ends.

"Snee! Snee!"

After a busy day, Shen Tian returned to the inn and began to prepare for cultivation.

Suddenly, he sneezed again.

Shen Tian couldn't help but feel helpless, which girl is thinking of me?

Since crossing, he has a magnificent beauty and has become a fairy master in the Garden of All Souls.

Shen Tian was always thinking of other people.

Especially those fanatical girls, who are surrounded by them every day.

Everyone clamored to give Shen Tiansheng the monkey, and couldn't drive away no matter what.

In this regard, Shen Tian really felt troubled.

If it wasn't for the sake of whitewashing, get rid of this moldy halo.

Shen Tian had already left the Wanling Garden to find a quiet place and practiced.

After all, this world of immortal cultivation is dangerous everywhere, and it is safe to go out of the mountain during the Mahayana period.

Shen Tian currently has no shortage of cultivation resources, and to be honest, he doesn't want to be too high-profile.

After all, throughout so many novels, the protagonists are all pretending to commit crimes.

Shen Tian always felt that his performance during this period was too high-profile.

What if a protagonist of destiny pops up and sacrifices himself to heaven?

In the past life, I will go back to my mouth. If you really cross into the realm of cultivation, it is better not to be too waves.

Gou has wretched development, waits for the invincible world to come out again, is he not fragrant?

...

Putting away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Shen Tian took out the rosary in his arms.

Jiu'er had been absorbing the spirit stone when Shen Tian helped the destined person to find the spirit to break the mine.

At this time, the crack on the rosary had recovered a little.

Although the cracked place is far from healed.

But it's better than before.

"The bag of spirit stones is soaked up, so fast!"

Shen Tian looked at the debris in the bag.

Can not help but shook his head with a wry smile.

Fortunately, his small vault still has some savings.

Otherwise, this female ghost would really be a little unaffordable.

Take out a bag of spirit stones from Cangming Ring and put the rosary beads in it.

Suddenly, Jiu'er, who was already hungry and thirsty, began to suck frantically.

...

Suddenly, Jiuer seemed to perceive something.

She stopped to absorb the spirit stone, panic and fear on her ghost face.

"Master, I feel a terrible breath approaching!"

Jiu'er's soul body was erratic, obviously terrified.

Shen Tian's expression also changed: "Could it be that someone from the evil spirits came to the door?"

Thinking of this, Shen Tian quickly took out the sword master order from his arms.

Click!

The door of Shen Tian's room was pushed open.

A whole body glowing with golden light, a halo more dazzling than the sun, appeared in front of Shen Tian.

At this moment, Shen Tian even felt a bit tingling in his eyes.

What a powerful light of luck!!!