The whole mountain is a house built by the ancient family, a very novel new flat-roofed building, high-rise buildings, scattered, and for lighting, a large piece of transparent glass is used, the light flows, in the forest shade, it looks particularly magnificent.

The head of the house is on the top of the hill. The forest is so dense that it is hidden, and it may be visible at the bottom of the mountain, but once you go up the mountain, the main mountain path becomes inconspicuous. , the mountain roads are criss-crossed, but some are not sure to find the direction.

Toya marched towards the top of the mountain with the eternal gaze, the original two spirit spirits had already retreated, and Cheng Zhaoxi, who had been taught by Toya, had not yet returned to his normal complexion, and he looked sick, and the original condensed spirit body was a little illusory, and the mark between his foreheads had maintained a blooming mode.

Qiangu Ning clearly sensed the changes in Cheng Zhaoxi, and Cheng Zhaoxi's every move in the weak state was displayed in her consciousness, without concealment, and even the unwillingness and anger in Cheng Zhaoxi's heart.

It turns out that the feeling of Qi Ling looking down is like this, from a high perspective, watching the other party struggle powerlessly without privacy under the suppression of the rules, in fact, there is still a trace of darkness...... But she didn't dare to show it, Cheng Zhaoxi's situation must be the effect of the little insect of Steward Toya, the effect of this spell is generally not long-lasting, it is used as a dismount, and it is easy to cause the rebellion of the spirit when used often.

Anyway, Qian Gu Ning didn't plan to use such a method to control Cheng Zhaoxi. When she was on the way, she secretly comforted Cheng Zhaoxi and helped Cheng Zhaoxi heal her injuries.

Qiangu Ning hasn't come back for a few years, in fact, there are still a lot of changes here, and the most intuitive feeling is that it is much more depressed.

In fact, it is not a depression, it is the kind of seriousness and quietness that belongs to a big family, methodical, or even - boring.

I remember when I was a child, it was the era of eternal ruthlessness and eternal Xiaoling, the flow of people on the mountain was endless, and the strange people who came from all over the place gathered under the name of the eternal ruthless, and the ruthless palace in the middle of the mountain sang and danced all the year round, and the disgusting palace of the ancient Xiaoling on the opposite side was on par with the disgusting palace of the ancient Xiaoling. The private lives of this mother and daughter are so colorful that they can produce ten Nanming stories, and the rest of the ancient family is dissatisfied with disdain when they mention this pair and their out-of-character mother and daughter.

Later, Eternal Xiaoling disappeared, I heard that she was dead, and there was only one lively place on the mountain, and later, Eternal Ruthless also died, and Ruthless Palace was immediately sealed, and Eternal Ruthless was also sent to a house under the mountain.

It's been eight or nine years, and I can't remember the road.

From time to time, people went up and down on the mountain road, all of them staggered by with scrutinizing eyes, curiously looking at the somewhat embarrassed deed owner and deed spirit. Qian Gu Ning saw many familiar young faces, but they were all indifferent, and they had no desire to talk to Qian Gu Ning, followed by the brightly dressed and radiant Qi Ling.

The comparison between these two looks particularly shabby.

Some are not tasty.

Cheng Zhaoxi has been silent, even if Qiangu Ning can feel her struggle, unwillingness, and anger, but she can't read her specific thoughts, I don't know what she thinks in her heart, after this incident, maybe Cheng Zhaoxi will not be as comfortable as she was at the beginning, and try her best to teach her.

It's going to change after all.

After turning a few mountain roads, I finally saw the magnificent palace of the head of the family, this is the first time that the ancient Ning has seen the front door of the palace of the head of the house so clearly, two golden statues of gods that need about ten people to hug together, standing tall in front of the palace door, I don't know which era of the gods are carved, the faces cast by gold may be seriously distorted, but it does not damage the majesty of the gods, and shock the souls of the people.

Qian Gu Ning didn't dare to look directly at it, and after a quick glance, it passed.

Cheng Zhaoxi felt the mighty coercion, and glanced up, the familiar Taoist robe of the Middle-earth monk era, the details are very realistic, the hair is distinct, and even the folds of the clothes are very clear, the dragon staff that presides over the large array in his left hand, and the talisman seal in his right hand, representing the two major systems of the Fa cultivation era, the face is like a joke, very embarrassing, the facial features are flat and blurred, it seems that the person who carves it cannot imagine the specific gods, and can only use a vague facial features to represent.

"......" can't look directly, not because of high coercion, but because of ugliness. Cheng Zhaoxi complained rarely, and his mood became a little brighter because of this somewhat joking statue.

There is only one person and one spirit in the palace.

The ancient family seems to be very fond of gold, the interior of the whole palace is all decorated with golden gold, especially the main hall is more luxurious, full of yellow eyes, the wide high-backed chair in the middle of the hall is all cast in gold, carved with Rui beasts, very luxuriously inlaid with precious treasure spirit jade, dazzling gold lingers in this rich light blue aura.

It's a pity that this aura is very wasteful, and it is not absorbed by the very handsome young man lying in the chair at random, but is extracted and absorbed by the Qi Spirit on his left.

The face of the spirit is hateful, the two big eyes are flashing with blood-red fierce light, the corners of the black lips on the closed two fangs are exposed, the long black hair shows two beautiful sharp horns, and the tips of the horns are hung with small gold rings, which looks like a little less fierce and cute.

It didn't give a little afterglow, it stared at Cheng Zhaoxi, and said with great certainty: "A young soul of a god." ”

The handsome man was originally sitting very casually, but when he heard this, Huo Di sat upright, his peach blossom eyes swept over the ages, turned to Cheng Zhaoxi, was stunned, and said to Toya: "You have a violent temper, why did you attack the little girl again." ”

Toya gave a salute: "The head of the family, the subordinates are just teaching etiquette. ”

The head of the family, Eternal Yunping, said "oh" absently, muttering in a low voice, the voice was erratic, no one heard his words clearly, he drew a spell at random, Cheng Zhaoxi only felt a burst of relief in the cold sun purple flower in her forehead, the aura in her body was calm, the petals between her foreheads slowly converged, and they were in a semi-open state, Cheng Zhaoxi suddenly felt that the naked feeling that there was nothing to hide disappeared.

The spirit of the Eternal Yunping's side sighed very characterfully.

Toya just smiled, saluted, and slowly withdrew. Only Gu Ning and Cheng Zhaoxi were left in the hall.

This inferior acting skills are not distracting at all, Cheng Zhaoxi thought. Qiangu Yunping beckoned to Qiangu Ning, there was no shelf at all, Qiangu Ning walked over nervously, and shouted timidly: "Uncle." ”

"Sit down. ”

Eternal sat down on the steps in front of his chair. The incomprehensible spirit slowly disappeared into the temple.

Eternal Yunping stretched out his hand to Cheng Zhaoxi and made a gesture of pulling, Cheng Zhaoxi immediately stepped forward uncontrollably, his forehead was cold, and Eternal Yunping's index and middle fingers pressed on her imprint.

Cheng Zhaoxi's spirit was in a trance, the entire golden hall disappeared from view, Kun Yunling felt a sense of crisis, and hid in the depths of Cheng Zhaoxi's consciousness, not wanting to expose himself.

The sky and the earth were dark and bright, Cheng Zhaoxi's consciousness was pulled, and the blurred past that was sealed by her was flipped like a marquee......