"Who are you and what do you want?"

Qinghua struggled to get up, looked at the young man in white not far away with serious eyes, and spoke to Qin Jiuge gloomily.

This person's strength is definitely stronger than mine, and not just a little bit stronger, but much stronger.

It felt as if it was falling apart after being hit by this man, and its blood was boiling in its body.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I can help you."

Qin Jiuge looked at Qinghua and smiled faintly, not knowing what to do.

"help me?"

"Why?"

Qinghua looked at Qin Jiuge, who was dressed in white, in surprise.

You came over and beat me up badly, and still said you wanted to help me. You're ridiculous. Is this how you help people?

"Don't be so quick to reject me."

"Do you think you have any place in your clan now?"

Qin Jiuge looked at Qinghua lying on the ground gently, his voice carrying a hint of power.

"Think about it, once your father, the clan leader, is gone, what status will you have in the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan?"

"Can anyone oppress you?"

"They even want to take away your future wife and are preparing to make your own sister into a cauldron slave for others to play with. Are you willing to accept this?"

Qin Jiuge had a friendly expression, and looked very contagious.

"What do you care about mine?"

Qinghua looked at the young man in white with fear. He didn't believe that there were any good people in this world who would provide him with free help.

There is no such thing as pie falling from the sky in this world.

We are all quite old, and we are still doing this. Aren't we out of date?

Although Qinghua had some thoughts about Qin Jiuge in his heart, his reason overcame this unrealistic idea.

"Don't rush to refuse. You will know later that what I said is not a lie."

When Qin Jiuge came to the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan again, he was thinking in his mind how to deal with the son of destiny this time.

Just simply destroying its luck and finally getting rid of it is the most boring thing in Qin Jiuge's eyes, and no one wants to watch this plot all the time.

Qin Jiuge thought of other ways to deal with this son of luck.

"With my status, there is no need to deceive you. I can't get anything good from you, and I don't have anything to covet from you. Don't you agree?"

Qin Jiuge looked at Qinghua, the son of luck, indifferently. Sometimes a crack can be opened in the heart of a son of luck.

It just depends on whether the tool used to pry open the gap is sharp.

It is obvious that Qin Jiuge now has a sharp tool. He is not in a hurry and just slowly tilts it. This son of luck is in the palm of his hand and cannot escape.

"I am the Daozi of the ancient Qin clan. I believe you know me."

Qin Jiuge threw out another piece of news that shocked Qinghua. Sure enough, when he heard that the young man in white in front of him was the son of the ancient Qin clan.

Its heart was beating wildly. The son of the ancient Qin clan was actually right in front of it and wanted to help it. This was such an incredible thing.

Now, combined with what the young man in white in front of you said, it can help you no longer feel so confused about these things.

Because if the young man in white in front of him was really the contemporary Taoist of the ancient Qin clan, then he had nothing worthy of his covetousness.

Moreover, there is no need for others to pretend to be a Taoist disciple of a forbidden ancient clan. That would be an offense to all the forbidden ancient clans in the ancient fairyland, and no one would let that person go.

More importantly, he had no idea of ​​the strength of the young man in white who was not far away from him. However, after sensing a trace of aura emanating from this young man, Qinghua felt that he was even more powerful than some of the human emperors in his own clan.

In other words, the young man in front of him is very likely a human emperor.

This young man is very likely to be the legendary young emperor of the ancient Qin clan.

I don't have anything that such a person would appreciate.

Including the demon core of the ancient Sky-Swallowing Python in his hand. Although this demon core is very treasured by the descendants of the ancient Sky-Swallowing Python, it is probably nothing in the eyes of the Taoist priest of the ancient Qin clan.

There are so many good things in the forbidden ancient clan in the ancient fairyland. Those ancient clans have spent countless years to collect and store them.

If this young man in white is really the son of the ancient Qin clan, then others may not be interested in the demon core of the ancient Sky-Swallowing Python.

But Qinghua still had a bigger doubt in his heart, that is, why did this young man who said he was a Taoist from the ancient Qin clan want to help it.

Is it just because I saw that scene just now that I feel sorry for myself?

Don't be naive. Nowhere in the ancient fairyland or in the world of billions of stars has anything more cruel happened than this at that moment.

Others don’t know, but they are just too sympathetic.

Qinghua knew that a person who could become a disciple of a forbidden ancient clan would not be merciful.

"Thank you for wanting to help me. I appreciate it, but I don't want to trouble you now. I will ask for your help later if there is anything I can't do myself."

After Qinghua learned that the young man in white in front of him was a Taoist from the ancient Qin clan, his facial expression became much more respectful and his tone was also very polite.

It is not stupid. It will not offend people it cannot afford to offend. But if it offends this Taoist from the ancient Qin clan, it will probably have no way to survive.

These ancient forces know about the power of those forbidden ancient clans. They are not on the same level at all.

Don't mess with those ancient taboos at all. Any force with a little history will understand this.

The reason why it said this to the young man in white was, firstly, that it really didn't believe that a stranger would be willing to help it voluntarily and for free, and secondly, it didn't want to say anything final.

After all, no matter what, the first thing others do when they open their mouths is to help it. If you reject it directly, it might make them unhappy.

This is the quality of its speech, it must be of high standard.

Qin Jiuge smiled faintly when he heard this. He had expected this situation. If this son of luck had said yes directly, he would probably have doubted his IQ.

But it doesn’t matter. There is still a lot of time, and a lot of things can happen in that long time. Even if these things don’t happen, he can create them and make them happen.

"Okay, it's okay, come to me if you have any problems later."

Qin Jiuge flew away with a smile in Qinghua's puzzled eyes.

This attitude made Qinghua very confused as to what this ancient Qin clan Taoist wanted to do.

......

The Nine Nether Python Clan, in a hall.

Qin Jiuge drank the tea in his hand calmly. He thought about the scene just now, and a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes. Sometimes the son of luck does not have to be killed.

That would be very meaningless. After all, there will probably be many sons of luck in the future. It would be so meaningless if Qin Jiuge destroyed the luck of each of them and then killed them.