"King Bian Cheng, what do you think?" Yin Jun looked at King Bian Cheng with a brick face.

"The Wheel King is also to blame......" Zhen Zhezi interjected softly.

"This matter is caused by one disciple, and he should ......bear it alone" King Bian Cheng arched his hand, his face was stern, he couldn't let the Wheel King shelter him from the wind and rain, he had done his best, enough to make himself unable to change this loss of money for half his life.

"Ben Xian, I haven't finished talking yet, don't be ......unreasonable" Zhen Zhezi's face trembled slightly, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, and the smile on his face was even more changed, as if the treasures of all things were presented with both hands in an instant, and his old man would not look at it: "That demon girl, bring it with you, maybe you can be spared this heavenly condemnation." ”

Yin Jun's eyes were sharp, looking at King Bian Cheng, his words were obvious, in the past ten days, I am afraid that King Bian Cheng will suffer the blow of the thunder of the heavenly realm and suffer the catastrophe, and the one he said before will be sent back intact, all of which are nonsense, Yin Jun let out a sigh of relief and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He knew Youyou too well, and if the father didn't protect her husband for her, he really didn't know how to face his daughter.

But now, just because he has no reason to shelter him, the guilt is prudent, and it is passed on to heaven, and he has to buckle a hat to protect his short.

"It was the disciple who sent her to reincarnation, it was the disciple who offended the Divine Dragon King, and it was the disciple who survived with the power of the wheel, and it had nothing to do with others......

King Bian Cheng was resolute, thinking fiercely, even if he went back in time, if he did it again, he would still choose to fight the Dragon King without hesitation, but he shouldn't be involved in the wheel.

Yin Jun's cold eyes swept over King Bian Cheng, at this moment, he was still so stubborn, he was completely disappointed, raised his crotch and went down the stairs of the high hall, came to King Bian Cheng's side, leaned over slightly and whispered: "At this moment, you are still so protective of that demon girl, in the eyes of this Yin Jun, you are really hopeless." ”

"The sinner has been disappointed by the wrong love of the Yin Monarch." King Bian Cheng replied softly.

Yin Jun flicked his big sleeves, returned to the high hall seat, flicked his big sleeves, and said angrily: "Shangxian, this rebel minister, hand it over to you, as for the wheel, this Yin Jun will beat him into the mortal dust and suffer for a hundred years, do you say it's okay?" ”

"Yin Jun's face, this immortal, still has to be given, but ......" Zhen Zhezi's eyes flashed and said: "That demon girl, you must return to heaven with this immortal to be punished, otherwise, the evil consequences of being strayed into reincarnation will never end." ”

Those who strayed into reincarnation, even if they moved a grass or a tree, could be regarded as disturbing the Compendium, and all the things that happened because of her could be big or small, and one day, the cycle of cause and effect, the Three Realms Compendium would gradually disintegrate.

Yin Jun nodded slowly.

King Bian Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't want to say anything more, his blue eyes showed a dangerous aura, like eternal ice, the Divine Dragon King had fought once, what else was he afraid of?

Thinking about it, King Bian Cheng wiped it on his chest, a prince token in his hand, and a pair of yellow talismans instantly burned into white smoke between him and disappeared.

"What do you want to do?"

Yin Jun stood up suddenly, his words did not fall, and his intuition was on the side, and a white light flashed, only to see Zhen Zhezi's hand whisk dust in the air, a touch of silver, quickly flashed, and smashed on the body of King Bian Cheng.

King Bian Cheng spurted out a mouthful of black blood, he only blamed himself for being too seriously injured, otherwise, he couldn't care whether Zhen Zhezi was an immortal or a god, he would definitely fight with him.

"Someone." Yin Jun's face is pale, the former King Bian Cheng is humble and reasonable, with few words, but he is the most reassuring, at this moment, he seems to have become another person, reclusive and angry, and he really can't adapt to such an unreasonable King Bian Cheng for a while: "Take down this rebel." ”

"Yin Jun is angry, this immortal has sealed his mana, a little measure...... Not to worry ......"

"The disciple just left a message for his best friend, why should the immortals make a fuss?"

King Bian Cheng calmed down, he was no longer able to exert any mana, but it was not that he overestimated his ability, this imbecile immortal method wanted to trap his mana, it was nothing more than a trick to take advantage of people's danger, one day he would heal from his internal injuries, not to mention this lock, he could also break through ten ways.

Groveling to him but with the name of a certain immortal, he doesn't want to be the enemy of others, but he can't bear to be the enemy of others and Xiaoyu, if the whole world is not allowed to be with Xiaoyu, he would rather be the enemy of the whole world.

"Father...... Father......

A hurried footstep sounded from the square outside the main hall of the capital, getting closer and closer, accompanied by shouts, and rushed straight to the main hall.

"Father...... Youyou didn't say a word, glanced at Brother Bi, knelt down suddenly, and her eyes were hazy with tears: "Everything is because of the demon girl, she is in the palace, please father, the immortal, raise your noble hand, unjust have a debt, let go of the king of Bian Cheng......"

Youyou's face was stained with tears, and his forehead was engraved on the hard floor of the Yudu Palace, crackling, clicking.

Yin Jun frowned, the first time he saw such a wolf bèi's daughter, was that still the pearl of his palm? With a trace of pain and anxiety, he looked at Zhen Zhezi.

"Could this be the daughter of the Yin Monarch?" Zhen Zhezi said softly.

Yin Jun's eyes showed love, and he never left his daughter's figure, bowing down at once, and his heart was like a knife.

"Youyou, don't talk nonsense......" King Bian Cheng said sideways.

"No, if something goes wrong with you, what is the use of this princess?" Grief-stricken, hysterical and crying in tears.

"Secluded ......"

Yin Jun's voice trembled, from the bottom of his heart, he single-handedly pulled this orphan girl to grow up, this is her only daughter, is the baby he held in the palm of his hand, seeing her crying, he can't wait to chop off his arm for her to play with, coax her to laugh.

"Immortals." Yin Jun looked at Zhen Zhezi.

"Princess, this immortal does not mean to hurt King Bian Cheng, but the will of heaven is difficult to disobey, take him to the heavenly court for a while, at most ten days and a half months, and then send him back to the mansion intact, indeed as you said, there is a head for wrongs, there is a debtor, take this immortal to catch the demon girl, and the interest can avoid the punishment of King Bi of Bian Cheng this time."

Yin Jun looked at Youyou worriedly, stepped forward quickly, helped his baby daughter up with both hands, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the momentum of a king, in front of this palm pearl, there was no trace of disintegration, there was only vast love.

The corners of Bian Chengwang's mouth twitched, and he looked sideways at Youyou, how could she be so selfish?

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Over the East China Sea, there are few snowflakes, falling silently, delicate crystals, falling on the surface of the waves, cruelly swallowed, between heaven and earth, vast, like an endless curtain, sweeping on the horizon.

Chilian Island, covered with a layer of snow flakes wrapped in hoarfrost, from a distance, crystal clear, on the forest branches and leaves in front of Chilian Cave, a little bit of crystal flickering, even the roses at the entrance of the cave, are covered with snowflakes, unable to sway, but people can't tell whether it is snow, or flowers.

Jun Mo drank the old wine, his red shirt was covered with a layer of snow flakes, his face was charming, and he sometimes raised his head and poured a big sip, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, if this heart can be paralyzed by wine, how many altars will it get?