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Mo Yan supported his forehead with one hand, and flipped through the scroll casually with the other, a trace of sorrow in his eyebrows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Your Majesty. Hearing the sound of Xianyou coming in from outside the hall, Mo Yan raised his head slightly: "Did you find it?"
Xianyou shook his head and confessed: "A wisp of remnant soul is the most difficult to find. ā
"Five hundred years have passed, and now I am afraid that it is no longer a wisp of remnants. Mo Yan's brows tightened, and he closed the book irritably, throwing it down.
"Your Majesty means ......" Xianyou's heart tightened before he asked in disbelief, "Has he repaired his soul?"
"I can't rule out the possibility of this," Mo Yan rubbed his head with his hands, but his brows did not stretch. Said: "If he waits for him to become incarnated, not only will the Demon Realm be destroyed, but even the Six Realms may cease to exist." ā
How can you not understand the harm, but five hundred years have passed, and there is no substantial discovery. The more unclear the enemy, the more detrimental it is to oneself, let alone such a person who terrifies the Six Realms?
"Your Majesty, he is in the dark, we are in the light, it is really difficult to find. "Xianyou's worries are no less than those of Demon Yan, and he also attaches great importance to this matter.
"Well, this king knows. If it was easy to find, it wouldn't be found for 500 years. The Demon Spirit Bead is well taken care of, if it falls into his hands, it will be even more unimaginable. ā
Only then did Xianyou think of the Demon Spirit Bead, and pondered: "The Demon Spirit Bead was no longer in the Demon Palace more than ten years ago. ā
Demon Yan was incredulous, sat up straight, and asked with confirmation, "What did you say!" The voice was no longer tired just now, but indifferent with a little panic.
Xianyou replied tremblingly: "The prince took it out......"
He didn't know that the prince had taken the Demon Spirit Bead out, but when he found it later, the Demon Spirit Bead had disappeared. But he has been waiting for the magic qin to return the demon spirit bead, so he has not reported it for a long time. Now that the situation is serious, Xianyou doesn't know how to hide it.
"What did he take out for?" "Demon Yan is so angry that he wants to kill people now! Do you think that the Demon Spirit Bead can be taken casually? Five hundred years ago, five hundred years later, it is!
Xianyou replied honestly: "My subordinates don't know!"
Mo Yan fell on the chair again, rubbed his suddenly jumping eyes, and said with difficulty for a while: "Call him here! This rebel is angry with me, does he think the Demon Spirit Bead is some kind of ordinary treasure!"
"Yes, my subordinates will go and invite the prince. Diagonal turned around and quickly left the low-pressure place.
Moqin will not admit that he used the Demon Spirit Bead to make a person immortal. So in the face of Demon Flame, he was furious, and he chose to keep his mouth shut.
"This king asks you!"
"The father is angry, and the son ......" I don't know what to say.
Demon Yan was so angry that he got up: "I see that you are getting bolder and bigger! Even the Demon Spirit Bead dares to take it out casually, and now you can't even tell where it is going!"
Mo Qin had never seen Mo Yan so angry, and his heart jumped suddenly, and he didn't know why Mo Yan suddenly asked about the Demon Spirit Bead. Looking at this posture, the Demon Spirit Bead is very important at this time! Although the Demon Qin was already clear in his heart, he still maintained a precious silence when he knelt on the ground.
"I didn't expect you to do things so indiscriminately! It's just a matter of fooling around on weekdays, you," looking at the low-eyed Moqin, he couldn't find a place to vent his anger, took a deep breath, and made a final compromise: "Three days! Give you three days, get it back for me!"
"Father, is it really that important?" Moqin looked up, her eyes as sincere as a child who didn't know anything about the world.
Demon King's Qi Knot: If the Demon Spirit Bead is in his hands, he can still fight to the death with Xin Lian, if it falls into ...... Not to mention falling into Xin Lian's hands, if he didn't have a demon spirit bead in his hand, Xin Lian would be unscrupulous!
It's just that Mo Yan didn't want to and couldn't tell Mo Qin about this matter, and scolded: "Whatever this king says, it's what he says, don't go yet!"
Mo Qin frowned, he clearly remembered what Qingluan said to him that day: once the Demon Spirit Bead was taken out, Xiao Feng would definitely die...... Xiao Feng is dead, what should my sister do?
"What are you doing on your knees!"
"Demon Spirit Bead," Moqin gritted her teeth, "gone!"
"What are you talking about? Say it again?!" Demon Yan was so angry that he took two steps back, holding on to the desk before he could barely stabilize himself.
Moqin bowed his head: "The son deserves to die, and the father forgives the sin." ā
"You!" Mo Yan relieved his breath, propped up the table with one hand, and pointed out the door with the other, "Get out!"
"Father......" Mo Qin looked up at Mo Yan, wanted to say something, but moved her lips and didn't dare to say anything, just said: "Son, take care, father, take care of your body." ā
"Take care?" When Moqin exited the door, Moyan muttered. If you don't find out Xin Lian, no matter how good your body is, it's useless!
After the final exam, it is the winter vacation that many students are looking forward to, followed by the festival that the people of the whole country are looking forward to - the Spring Festival!
As soon as the winter vacation ended, Xiao Ling moved into the mountains to live. The huge mansion only has Xiao Ling and Xiao Qi as companions, because even Qingluan only comes in the evening. During the days when Xiao Ling was studying with Qingluan, Wuyue never appeared once. seems to have long forgotten that there is such a person as Xiao Ling......
"What are you thinking, why are you distracted?" Qingluan may be cold or even vicious in the face of the people in the demon world, but he is absolutely good-tempered towards Xiao Ling. Even if Xiao Ling made frequent mistakes tonight, Qingluan did not criticize him.
"Auntie, tomorrow will be the Chinese New Year's Eve. "Xiao Ling simply doesn't practice anymore, anyway, he can't practice well if he has something in his heart.
Qingluan responded: "Well, I know. You'll be given a few days off from tomorrow, but you have to practice your mind at home, and you can't leave it down for a day. ā
Qingluan thought that Xiao Ling was a child's heart, and the days of cultivation were boring after all.
Xiao Ling shook his head, put his head on the table again, and said distressedly: "My aunt said that she would check my cultivation, but now that it's the New Year, I haven't seen my aunt." ā
Qingluan was funny, it turned out that Xiao Ling wanted to see her aunt, but: "Wouldn't it be better if she didn't come?" ā
Of course Xiao Ling knows, but: "I miss my mother's ......"
Qingluan This is connected, tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve in the world, and according to the rules, it is the day of family reunion. Qingluan knew what the child was thinking, but she was helpless, so she had to comfort: "I'll go back tonight and ask for you?"
Xiao Ling knew that there was no result if he asked, but he still hung his head and nodded. Qingluan was distressed, touching the listless Xiao Ling, and couldn't bear to ask her to continue cultivating.
Xiao Qi finished cooking and came out of the house, but what he saw was Xiao Ling's lifeless appearance, and said with concern: "What's wrong with the little princess?"
Xiao Ling shook his head.
Qingluan stood up and said to Xiao Ling before leaving: "Look at your anxious appearance, I'll go back." Hurry up and eat, and let Xiao Mi send you down the mountain tomorrow. ā
Xiao Ling nodded, stood up and said, "Aunt Qingluan, walk slowly." ā