"Big brother. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Song Xiwen called Ling Qiyuan, who was obviously in a daze, thinking about the way he let himself call him eldest brother at the beginning, and he still feels funny when he thinks about it.

"Did you come to me for something?" It's okay, Song Xiwen won't come to find him. However, if there were still some miscellaneous trivial matters, Ling Qiyuan would inevitably be furious.

"This ...... Actually, I don't know. I guess it was the big brother you did last time, all in all, my father-in-law asked you to go. Song Xiwen hesitated, but decided to be more tactful.

No, that's not a tactful at all. Of course, the system dared to say this by itself, and Song Xiwen must not be allowed to know.

"It's really troublesome, isn't it just killing a few righteous monks? The old man was making too much of a fuss. Ling Qiyuan was not in a hurry to go, and his tone was impatient.

"Big brother, I think it's better for you to go quickly, I'm afraid my father-in-law is really angry this time." He really didn't misunderstand Ling Qiyuan, he was simply a reckless man.

Although Song Xiwen planned to approach him because of Ling Qiyuan's fancy, sometimes Ling Qiyuan's character also gave Song Xiwen a headache.

Song Xiwen doesn't want Ling Qiyuan to become mature, stable and measured, but she can't talk nonsense all day long.

At a time when the relationship between the righteous and the demon was so tense, he blatantly killed the monk of the righteous path, and even left his own name. Isn't this just trying to get people to settle accounts directly?

Every day, I help Ling Qiyuan deal with these useless messes, and his head is big.

"Big brother's personality is a headache. It's been a hard time for you in the past few years. ”

Ling Qimo didn't know where the fight came from. However, Song Xiwen saw him with a fox smile on his face and knew that there was nothing good.

"What did the second brother say? Don't you think Big Brother's personality is so straightforward that people think it's cute? At least it's better than some guys who like to make small moves behind their backs and stab knives when people are unprepared. Song Xiwen secretly lost Ling Qimo.

Ling Qimo heard that what Song Xiwen was referring to was himself, and he just smiled: "What Xiwen said is very reasonable. I think so, it just so happens that you also have time, and we haven't played against each other for a few days, so it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and we can play the next game of chess? ”

What kind of medicine is sold in this Ling Qimo gourd, it is so good, he actually took the initiative to invite her to play chess. Just when Song Xiwen weighed the pros and cons and considered whether he should agree.

A servant hurried over: "Miss, the Holy Lady wants you to go." ”

It came at the right time.

"Second brother, it seems that we will have to wait before we can play again."

"It's okay, since it's my father looking for you, there must be something big, you should go quickly."

Although she got rid of Ling Qimo, Song Xiwen really didn't know what the Demon Venerable asked her to do, Song Xiwen glanced coldly at the servant who was passing the word.

"Miss, you don't have to look at the villain anymore, the villain doesn't know what the Holy Lord is calling you for?" The servant trembled.

At the beginning, when Song Xiwen came, everyone knew that she was a righteous person, even if the Holy Lord accepted her as a righteous daughter, it was inevitable that there would be snubbing in her heart.

When he heard that the Holy Lord planned to hand over the rudder in the battle city to Song Xiwen to take charge, it was no longer contempt, but dissatisfied.

The battle city is the most important place where the good and the devil fight, and the Holy Lord actually entrusted such an important task to a little girl, even he, an inferior servant, was not angry, let alone others.

But as soon as Song Xiwen came up, she gave a slap to all the people who were not optimistic, and she directly peeled a subordinate who dared to talk back to her without changing her face, which was really peeling.

It is said that all those who saw the scene came back and vomited for three days.

"You're afraid of me?" Song Xiwen approached the servant, "Since you know my methods, you should know the consequences of not answering my questions honestly." ”

"Please spare the villain's life." The servant turned pale with fright, and begged for mercy.

"Say."

"It seems to be a question of who will go out to inquire about the news...... the servant hesitated, but said it anyway.

"You go back."

When Song Xiwen arrived, the Demon Venerable was still reprimanding Ling Qiyuan.

"Why did the deity raise such a bastard thing as you! Get out of here! Get out! Demon Venerable picked up a cup and smashed it at Ling Qiyuan.

Ling Qiyuan was also screwed enough, he was stunned and didn't hide, and a lock of blood flowed down his brain.

"Wen'er, come here. It's better to have a daughter, what's the use of having a son? It's going to make the deity angry. ”

"Father-in-law." It seems that the Demon Venerable has long known that he is hiding here, so he can only come out, "The eldest brother didn't mean it, after all, it was those righteous people who were aggressive. ”

"Okay, Wen'er, you don't have to say it anymore. Okay, the deity will look at your face and forget it this time. Seeing that Ling Qiyuan was neither silent nor moving, "You don't want to get out of here, do you want the deity to invite you?" ”

"Get out of here, I don't want to stay here yet." Ling Qiyuan threw down a sentence and left, letting the Demon Venerable jump like thunder.

"It's really against him."

"Father-in-law, is there something you are looking for me for?" Song Xiwen calmly watched the Demon Venerable smash things, and asked the Mozun for the purpose of letting her come.

Although I don't know what this Demon Venerable's brain is made of, is it really because of Uncle Xiao who trusts her inexplicably? It's not that simple, is it?

"Wen'er, what do you think of these three sons of the deity?" The Demon Venerable calmed down and sighed, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

"This, Xiwen doesn't dare to say ......"

"It's okay, you're not an outsider, you can say it bluntly, the deity won't be angry." The Demon Venerable looked happy, and he didn't distinguish between truth and falsehood in what he said.

Then it's better to gamble, anyway, she has gambled a lot since she was reborn, but for now, she hasn't, no, lost once, or failed miserably. Forget it, don't want to.

"Yes. Then I'll call a spade a spade. Although the eldest son is reckless, he attaches great importance to love and righteousness, the second son is resourceful, but his cultivation is still insufficient, and the third son's youthful temperament is difficult to say in the future. ”

Wen'er is right. Then who do you think the deity should hand over to the 10,000-year inheritance of the Holy Religion? Is it Ling Qiyuan? Or Ling Qimo? Or is it you? ”

"I don't dare." When Song Xiwen heard this, he secretly felt bad. Plop down on your knees.

"The deity doesn't mean to blame you, after all, people don't kill for themselves, and if my sons can't fight you, it can only mean that their strength is not good. I teach that the winner is king, and the loser is the villain. Get up. ”

"It's a pity that Wen thinks that there are thousands of families, but there is always only one person in charge." Song Xiwen didn't shirk it, but just said such a sentence.

"You're really as she said, you're a malleable talent."