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The two fell silent again.

Not long after, Wusu Youyu asked out loud, "Are you the Demon Venerable of the Demon Realm?" ”

The concubine looked at her strangely: "Where did you hear that?" After the previous Demon Venerable was destroyed by his body ten thousand years ago, the demon world has not seen the breath of the Demon Venerable for a long time. ”

Hearing this, Wusu touched his somewhat empty wrist, this string of hollow bells definitely fell into the hands of Mrs. Yue.

"Then the hollow bell you gave me, how can that fox young master say that there is a demon venerable breath on it? Could it be that you dug up the tomb of your predecessor's demon venerable? "No Su Qi said.

"How is that possible!" The sister-in-law looked away, looking a little taboo: "That thing belongs to my mother, and she said that it was given to her by her father." ”

"Is that your father the former Demon Venerable...... How many years have you lived, or is your father an old man? The corners of Wusu's mouth twitched slightly.

The mermaids in the water are already eating and laughing like crazy.

The concubine looked at Wusu with a black line, and her face was a little annoyed: "What an old man!" Tens of thousands of years are just a blink of an eye for people in the Six Realms except for the mortal realm, and they are even more flicking of a finger in the God Realm. ”

After Wusu was silent for a while, he said silently: "But it's still quite terrifying to think about, after all, tens of thousands of years or something, either old and immortal, or old Wang ......"

A murderous gaze swept over, stopped the topic without understanding, and smiled flatteringly, "Hehe, I'll talk about it casually." ”

The merfolk in the water were already laughing so hard that they were almost out of breath.

“…… No, your father is the former Demon Venerable, and as his son, why are you not a Demon Venerable? Doesn't it matter if the demon world has no owner for ten thousand years? Wusu said strangely.

"Do you think it's the royal family of the mortal realm? Even if he is born a mentally handicapped idiot, as long as he has the blood of the royal family, he will definitely be able to become the emperor? The lords of all walks of life in the Six Realms were born under various trials and tribulations of chance...... My mother is dead, and my test has not come......" The concubine's expression was indifferent, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness floating between her eyebrows.

“…… Is this what you're working with the Emperor? Wusu continued on the topic.

"My mother has been waiting all her life, and she just wants to see me ascend to the Demon Venerable and use the Demon Venerable's unique magical powers to resurrect my father. However, she didn't wait, she was unwilling, so she put a curse on me, if I had the slightest idea of deviating from the way of the demon venerable, I would fall directly into the abyss of the demon hell, and my soul would not be liberated for the rest of my life. The concubine replied lightly.

Wusu looked at him silently and said silently, "I won't sympathize with you." ”

"I don't need your sympathy either. Except for you, those who dare to say the word sympathy are already a pile of bones. The concubine smiled wickedly.

Wusu exhaled, and the depression in his heart finally dissipated a little after hearing this, and said leisurely: "Your mother must also love you, but she obviously loves your father more." Accept your fate, the family affection you miss will never compare to the ethereal love. ”

"Is this your experience?" The concubines smiled strangely, and the rhythm of each other's injuries was obvious.

Wusu ignored it directly, and suddenly asked again: "Before you went to the fairy world, did you go to my Pan Tao Garden?" ”

“…… Passing by once. ”

"How's that mouse? I'm gone, am I roasted, or do I wash my face with tears every day? Wusu said with great interest.

The concubine didn't seem to be interested in this topic, and said casually: "I don't know, I didn't see it, maybe it was roasted and buried......"

“…… It's a shame. Wusu said four words lightly, I don't know if he was talking about the pity that the little mole might have suffered, or if he was just sorry that he couldn't see the little mole.

The two have been talking to each other all the time.

The mermaid in the water was bored, and after yawning a few times, her eyes opened and closed, and she fell asleep quietly.

Outside the attic surrounded by thick fog, night began to fall, Chen Mo's hue quietly dyed the sky under the white sunset, and the night penetrated the thick fog and silently invaded the interior of the attic.

It didn't take long for the silence and silence of the night to appear more and more inside and outside the already dim and dark attic.

In the silent and silent atmosphere, Wusu suddenly flew to the top of the attic with his sister-in-law, and after he sat down, he didn't forget to pull his sister-in-law to sit down with him.

"Sister-in-law, only you can never leave me." Wusu leaned on the shoulder of her sister-in-law, her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was asleep, and her voice seemed to be blown away in the air at once, and there was no trace of existence.

The concubine sat quietly, and her figure under the darkness of the night seemed to be about to return to nothingness in the next moment.

He turned his head to look at Wusu, stretched out his hand, touched Wusu's unkeened but smooth black hair, quietly kneaded it into a ball, and then combed it with his ten fingers.

For some reason, the look on her face when she was doing these actions seemed to be a little happy, although the flash of happiness was more like someone's illusion.

The night passed, nothing happened, it was as plain as flowing water, and there were no "surprises".

Wusu opened his eyes in the slightly cold morning air, his eyes were smart, as if he had a good night's sleep.

The chirping of birds came from afar, the thick mist of moisture evaporated in the air, and the pool was close to the attic, and the pink lotus flowers were about to bloom, the buds were shaking, and the dew was dripping.

It didn't take long for the silence and silence of the night to appear more and more inside and outside the already dim and dark attic.

In the silent and silent atmosphere, Wusu suddenly flew to the top of the attic with his sister-in-law, and after he sat down, he didn't forget to pull his sister-in-law to sit down with him.

"Sister-in-law, only you can never leave me." Wusu leaned on the shoulder of her sister-in-law, her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was asleep, and her voice seemed to be blown away in the air at once, and there was no trace of existence.

The concubine sat quietly, and her figure under the darkness of the night seemed to be about to return to nothingness in the next moment.

He turned his head to look at Wusu, stretched out his hand, touched Wusu's unkeened but smooth black hair, and quietly kneaded it into a ball, and then combed it with ten fingers.

For some reason, the look on her face when she was doing these actions seemed to be a little happy, although the flash of happiness was more like someone's illusion.

The night passed, nothing happened, it was as plain as flowing water, and there were no "surprises".

Wusu opened his eyes in the slightly cold morning air, his eyes were smart, as if he had a good night's sleep.

It didn't take long for the silence and silence of the night to appear more and more inside and outside the already dim and dark attic.

In the silent and silent atmosphere, Wusu suddenly flew to the top of the attic with his sister-in-law, and after he sat down, he didn't forget to pull his sister-in-law to sit down with him. (To be continued.) )