Hearing that Hong Xuanji asked her to go to the study to see him, Meng Bingyun nodded lightly, her gaze remained unchanged, and she just looked down at the little boy.

"Yi'er, you go back first, and your mother will come later."

"Hmm."

Hong Yi nodded obediently, there was no naughtiness on the outside at all, for Hong Xuanji's father, he only had fear and fear in his impression, and there was no love to say, unless his mother said to see him, he would never want to see his father.

After watching his son leave, Meng Bingyun also moved lightly and followed behind Wu Da's housekeeper. Step by step, he walked towards Lang Huan Bookstore.

"Master, the dream girl has arrived."

I arrived at the door of the study. Butler Wu stopped and shouted to the door.

"Come in."

A cold voice came from the library.

Meng Bingyun's face remained unchanged, and he pushed open the door and walked in, and saw Hong Xuanji dressed in brocade clothes and jade clothes, with his back to him.

Looking at Hong Xuanji's back, Meng Bingyun was not angry, but his eyes were blurred, and the figure of Hong Xuanji in his eyes seemed to coincide with the figure in his memory.

"I heard that you took Hong Yi to Fang Xiandao to listen to the school again? Didn't I say I wouldn't let you come into contact with those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods again? Why would you still go? Well? ”

Hong Xuanji turned around at this moment, looking at the confusion in Meng Bingyun's eyes, his eyes were cold, and a series of questions fell like thunder and rain, making people tremble.

In the study, it was suddenly dull and breathless.

However, Meng Bingyun didn't care, the Taishang Dao method she cultivated, her heart was as wide and clear as the sky, she didn't like things, she didn't feel sorry for herself, she was talking about people like her.

Naturally, it will not be chaotic because of two loud shouts.

"Xiao Daochang, before he became a monk, he was also a big official in the imperial court, Confucianism and psychology are involved, and the conversation in his mouth is an article, I don't think Yi'er is a bad thing."

Meng Bingyun's calm answer, it seemed that no matter who it was, she was in this tone, never looking smug or angry.

"You dare to quibble?"

Hong Xuanji's voice was very cold, it was a piercing and deep chill.

"In the Hongfu, there are the rules of the Hongfu, and the family law is like the law of the country, since you are married to me, you naturally have to abide by it. You have made two mistakes: one is that you shouldn't take Yi'er to listen to the words of ghosts and demons. Second, you shouldn't be able to quibble in front of me. ”

"If you commit any of these two in my house, you will be killed. However, these two family laws, I still have the right to write down, two days later, the emperor will send troops to the Great Zen Temple, and you will go and send a message to your brother, so that the Oneiroi will wait for the call of the holy decree. In a word, wait until the destruction of the Great Zen Temple, and then settle the account with you. Two days later, the Oneiroi machine came, and I can't punish you casually. If you don't come, you should know the consequences. ”

"Don't get out yet!"

Hong Xuanji said slowly, and at the end, he snorted.

"Huh."

Looking at Hong Xuanji's poor appearance, Meng Bingyun smiled lightly, turned around and walked out of the study.

When I married Hong Xuanji, I saw the shadow of my brother in the other party, but after all, my strength was worse, and I didn't have my brother's domineering domineering spirit of being arbitrary and self-respecting.

"Brother, where the hell are you? Why don't you want to see Bingyun, Bingyun misses you so much! ”

Meng Bingyun just walked out of the study only ten steps, and muttered unabashedly, how could he not hear it with the realm of Hong Xuanji Martial Saint (Bao Dan).

With one hand, the pinched finger bones gurgle, Hong Xuanji's face was gloomy, his dignified martial saint body was actually regarded as a substitute for others, with his pride, how could his conceit accept.

"Huh, Oneiroi Machine, this time the emperor and I have made all preparations to see how you can escape."

Thinking of the letter sent by the Dream God Machine yesterday, saying that the Great Zen Temple would be destroyed in three days, so that the imperial court would be ready to clean up the mess.

When the emperor showed him the letter, Hong Xuanji's first reaction was not to believe it, but he felt the vast thoughts of the soul like the sun in the letter, and he couldn't help but disbelieve it.

This time, the emperor not only summoned a million troops, but also enabled the harvest of the ruins of creation, contacted Fang Xiandao and Zhengyi, and when the Oneiroi machine and the monk of the Great Zen Temple were the most intense, they shot in vain, the master contained, and the army was surrounded, so as to make it difficult for the Oneiroi machine to fly with wings.

Hong Xuanji stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the back of Meng Bingyun fading out of the window, he wanted her to know that he Hong Xuanji was Hong Xuanji, General Daqian, Supreme Martial Saint, and by no means a substitute for someone!