To be honest, Bing Slag is indeed very curious, she knows what virtues her little slave has. Fun-loving, self-sustaining and delicate and in good health, those previous bohemian behaviors are expected.

On the contrary, he stepped into the bloodline world, and after seeing all kinds of seductive women, he actually maintained a normal heart. You must know that he is not the heir of the previous generations of war spirits, those ancestors of the Li family have more than enough heart but not enough strength, maybe while drooling at the beauty, they sit with their hands on the stem and sigh with a sad face.

His own little minion doesn't have such troubles, the Li family's ancestral juice Ji poses no threat to him, and the self-healing ability can always quickly restore the depleted essence, and he only needs to keep eating to replenish his physical strength.

"Why?" Ice Slag couldn't help but be curious about it.

"When I first stepped into the bloodline, my grandmother told me that I was Dinglu. I later confirmed that I did have a strong attraction to heterogeneous females. Li Xianyu looked at her: "I've been thinking about it, how did Lao Tzu become a Ding Furnace, and he didn't have dignity." So I've always been taboo about it, and I don't want to touch women anymore. ”

Although he has slept with many white-collar big sisters and young women in the past, but those are ordinary people, he didn't wake up at that time, and now it's different, he may be fine when he sleeps with ordinary women, but rolling the sheets with blood women, the situation may be different. A lot of things in the Bloodline world only work for Bloodline.

"Do you think this has something to do with your father?" asked Ice Slag rhetorically.

"At first, I thought so, but then I thought about it, no, I want to have a son, how can I turn him into a furnace? Besides, my dad finally had a son of mine, the Li family's ancestral tradition of kidney loss is still there, he turned me into a furnace, what kind of face do you have to see your ancestors after death, and you are not afraid of being mixed doubles?" Li Xianyu said, taking another sip of wine, "I think about it, I feel that there is another possibility." ”

Li Wuxiang left too many secret hands, such as the whereabouts of the things he brought out from the Pantheon Palace, and Li Xianyu's strange self-healing ability, so when he knew that he was actually a very good hidden furnace, he subconsciously threw the pot to his biological father.

But as he just said, which heartless father would raise his own son or only son into a Ding furnace?

If there is really a netherworld in the world, the biological father has to think about how to face the ancestors after death, catch you mixed eighteen dozen, eighteen generations of ancestors together, among which the third generation must be the happiest.

"What is possible?" asked Ice Slag.

"You did it, my good sister. Li Xianyu got up, approached the ice slag, and pressed her face to face, spitting each other's breath on their faces: "In this world, except for my milk, you are the best at instructing me, enslaving me, and treating me as a dog." ”

"Oh, you're saying that the reason why you became the so-called Ding Furnace is because I am secretly mischievous?"

"You don't need to be trick-or-treating, just talk to me directly. "I took off my pants, and we pounded it in the bright sun.

Ice Slag didn't care about what he meant, stared at him for a few seconds, and let out an "oh".

"Oh what does it mean. ”

"I've been with the Wushuang Battle Spirit for a few months, and I haven't learned how to do it, but my shameless ability has grown. Bing Slag sneered: "You thing, I have been playing since I was a child, made of gold? or diamond grinding? Look at you stinky and beautiful." ”

Li Xianyu wilted suddenly, and said weakly: "I also played it for you in the past few years when I wore open pants...."

When he was very young, Bing Slag always liked to press him on the sofa, flick his little elephant trunk with his green jade fingers, flick it, and ask: Listen or not.

Li Xianyu was scared and cried, for fear that the pee thing would be broken by her sister, so she would compromisefully say: Obedient and obedient.

Later, he was able to take off his pants and pee on his own, and his adoptive mother was very relieved to put away all the open crotch pants, and Li Xianyu felt that his Ding Ding was safe.

Li Xianyu can be a big guy in front of any woman, pretending to be a domineering president, including grandma, but she can't be tough in front of her. is like a poor student who was constantly beaten by the head teacher in elementary school, and when he grows up, he will still be cowardly when he sees the head teacher many years later.

Because your childhood was left behind.

"But did she do this, and who is it?" Li Xianyu thought to herself.

Could it be just a side effect of something?

He wasn't sure either, because if it was really done by ice slag, then the relationship was good, and I, a child husband, was ready to get through at any time, as long as you wanted.

Ice slag is not such a person, but it is such a person.

She wouldn't be a little bird in someone's arms, and she said in a whisper that people should hug them.

She would only wave a leather whip and say coldly: You are just a Ding furnace, lie down, I will move myself.

It was an "old case", Li Xianyu didn't think about it and immediately figured it out, so he put it aside and changed the topic to discuss.

"Can I understand that your so-called enemy is the ancient demon relic?" Li Xianyu stared at her cold and pretty face, and said viciously: "Li Yihan, don't hide it from me, if you hide it from me, my sister and brother have nothing to do." ”

Bing Slag silently picked up his coat and went out, Li Xianyu hurriedly grabbed his sister's little hand: "What are you doing?"

"I don't want to be around strangers. She snorted.

“...... I was wrong. ”

"I'm not a brother or sister anymore. ”

"Do it, for a lifetime. ”

Ice Slag glanced at him, shook off his hand and walked away.

This is not yet satisfied....

"Don't be foolish at this time. Li Xianyu frowned, expressing his displeasure.

"Yes, you are confident now, from time to time you doubt me and stab me, I can't be angry yet, I'm angry and I'm playing tricks. Ice Slag said.

She turned her back to Li Xianyu and couldn't see her face clearly, but Li Xianyu, who was familiar with her, knew that Bing Slag must be gritting her teeth.

Lowering his head and glancing at her slender waist like a weak willow, Li Xianyu wrapped his hands around her, lifted her up, and carried her back to the room.

Ice Slag struggled for a moment.

Li Xianyu poured two glasses of wine and smiled bitterly, there was a bit of vicissitudes: "I don't believe anyone now, no one dares to believe it, except for you and grandma, but you always have reservations about me, don't take you like this." ”

"You have too many ideas, tell you too much, I'm afraid it will be bad. Some things can't be checked for the time being, and if you do, something will happen, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have a matchless battle spirit. The Pope is nothing, to tell you the truth, compared to those who hide in the shadows, he is just an ancient demon relic. ”

The amount of information revealed by the words of the ice slag is too large, and Li Xianyu grasped the point: "What is just the relics of the ancient demons." Extreme, that's extreme. ”

"If you have fought with the Pope, you should be able to feel that it is actually just a relic of an ancient demon, and it was lucky to take away the Pope, but the essence has not changed. Do you know why the ancient demon relics want to take away?"

Li Xianyu couldn't help but think of Slime's words, it said that it was an instinct to take it away, an instinct to make up for itself.

His face immediately changed: "Can this group of disgusting things really be reborn?"

What does it mean for the ancient demon to complete his reliction and mend himself, of course, it is an ancient demon, a complete ancient demon.

"The relics of the ancient demon are the essence left behind after the death of the ancient demon, they contain the power of the ancient demon, you can understand it as the core, the body can be frozen, the soul can be extinguished, as long as the core is still there, the ancient demon can be revived. Maybe the revived ancient demons are no longer the ancient demons of the past, but their power is the same. Ice Slag whispered.

Li Xianyu nodded, the consciousness of the slime was born in the endless years, in fact, it was different from the previous ancient demon.

"The Pantheon Palace will open every few years, and the ancient demon relics in my hand and the two ancient demon relics on your body have both appeared in modern times. You know, the other ancient demon relics have long since escaped, and after all these years, they may have finished making up for themselves. ”

"Finish making up for your own ancient demons.... What realm?" Li Xianyu couldn't help but lower his tone when he asked.

"I guess it's the pinnacle of the pole. Ice Slag said.

“.....”

He didn't speak for a long time, chewing on the truth of the sentence in his head.

There is no doubt that the Pope has not completed his own ancient demon relics, which can be seen from his secret refining of fallen angels. He needed fallen angels to perfect himself. But even so, the Pope is an extremist.

So, what is the realm of completing one's own ancient demon relics?

Ice slag guesses with extreme accuracy.

"But if they are at the pinnacle of the Extreme Path, they still need to hide, who is their opponent in the Bloodline Realm. Li Xianyu frowned.

Grandma is the creation of the pinnacle of the extreme, the female is awe-inspiring, and the Chinese blood world has been pressed by one person for more than a hundred years, and she has not dared to raise her head, if it is not for the well-known life gate of the heir, it can really punch the Nanshan Nursing Home, kick the Beihai Kindergarten, and be unscrupulous.

Unless you are the enemy of the world, you are really at ease. And in these years, it is not easy for you to be the enemy of the world.

"They don't necessarily be on the same side, they may be hunting each other. Ice Slag said.

Li Xianyu thought for a moment, nodded, felt that what she said was very likely, and threw out his own question: "For what?"

Any struggle is for a reason, even if it is a struggle of "what do you see, what do you see", it is also for a spirit.

The ancient demons will definitely not hunt each other to the death for the so-called battle of will.

"For the Pantheon, or rather, something in the Pantheon. Bing Slag analyzed: "Is there such a possibility, Li Wu entered the Pantheon Palace for a long time, it was a certain ancient demon relics behind the back, they could not enter the ancient demon for some reason, probably because they were afraid of being killed again, so your father became his pathfinder back then." He really brought that thing out of the Pantheon Palace, but in the process, he learned that the stakes were too high for him to give to the ancient demon, so he chose to commit suicide. ”

Li Xianyu leaned on the sofa tiredly, of course he thought of it, the crux of the problem was what his biological father brought out from the Pantheon Palace, which was very likely to be the "treasure" of the ancient demon battle back then.

At the beginning, King Raiden swore at the meeting that the treasure that Li Wuxiang brought out from the Pantheon Palace twenty years ago had surfaced.

He and his grandmother were both relieved and thought the same.

Bad old man, I believe you're a ghost.

Bing Slag's analysis is very reasonable, and even Li Xianyu feels that this is the truth.

I didn't expect my sister to find out this in secret.

"The eight ancient demons at the peak of the extreme path were actually killed in the Pantheon Palace in distant ancient times, and the things involved behind them are terrifying just thinking about it. Li Xianyu sighed with emotion: "By the way, you said that you have entered the Pantheon Palace, how did you get in, and what is inside?"

"If you have a key, you can naturally go in, your father left the key for me," Bing Slag glanced at him: "You also have a key on you, you want to know what's inside, and you have a chance to go in and see it." ”

"Where's the key? Is it my twenty centimeters? ”

The ice slag threw him a roll of the eyes, and the cold snow lotus turned into a charming peony flower.

"My grandmother may have been a creature created by some ancient demon with the help or guidance of some ancient demon. I remember that she herself once said that the Peerless Battle Spirit was essentially a weapon at the pinnacle of the Extreme, not a human. That guy created my grandmother to be a weapon for him to attack his own kind. ”

After a pause, he glanced at the ice slag: "But I still have a question here, why can't the news of my resurrection be made public, why can't your identity be revealed." What my dad brought out of the Pantheon has something to do with my resurrection?"

"The fact that you have survived so far is enough to show that what your dad brought out is not on you. But the fact that you are resurrected is so strange that it will make them focus on you again. And I can't expose them because I'm looking at them. If you let them know that they're being targeted, you don't mind pinching me to death. I'm not good enough to fight them right now. ”

"So what is my resurrection? ”

"Instead of worrying about this, let's think about how to deal with it. Ice Slag sighed and said in a low voice, "The truth of your resurrection has been given to the daylight, and we will be in trouble next." ”

Rarely, Li Xianyu heard a trace of worry in her tone.

There was no speech for a long time, and there was no sound in the room except for the croaking of the television.

"I'm going to hide for a while, you can come with me. In silence, Ice Slag kicked him.

"No," Li Xianyu shook his head: "I was bored a while ago, I bought a military book to read, and there is a sentence in it that makes a lot of sense." The marching formation, odd and positive, alternating light and dark. I'm going to go back to my country and welcome my grandmother back. You're in the dark, I'm in the light, and we're in touch with each other. ”

"By the way, the big boss of my family, do you still think he is an ancient demon. ”

"Nine times out of ten. ”

"There's no way that demon dao can pass the sword of qi to him. ”

"The demon path may not be able to see through it. ”

"At least he shouldn't be the one behind the Soul Slayer Alliance, otherwise my milk would have been cold. The Dragon Balls were once kept by Treasure for a while. Li Xianyu groaned, "I'll find an opportunity to test him." ”

"Don't play with fire. Ice Slag's eyes were stern.

"Oh, my sister still loves my little loyal dog. Li Xianyu rubbed her shoulders diligently.

But the little loyal dog always wanted to break free from the dog's chain and become a wild dog that had escaped. That being said, she closed her eyes with an expression of enjoyment on her face.

Stinky girls have a grudge, so many years have passed, and you still can't forget it.

After Li Xianyu went to college, he moved out by himself under the pretext that his new house was close to the school, and got rid of his sister's clutches.

Women are all grudges, even if she is the emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon League.

"This shows that your dog control skills are not in place, let me tell you something," Li Xianyu rubbed his hand, and before he said, he laughed twice, "When Bao Ze sent me to check on your Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, I took over a task, and the alien who was matured was a teddy dog, and slept with its hostess, and when we caught it, the guy also said in a hearty voice, I love the hostess, and she broke up with her boyfriend for me, so I am her boyfriend, and I am justified." ”

Li Xianyu felt that what he said was reasonable, the dog son can be a mother, why can't the dog brother be a sister.

With a "whew", the ice slag fell over the shoulder, and Li Xian flew out.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Don't fight, don't fight, I don't mean anything else. ”

The room resounded with a piledriver-like vibration, accompanied by the crunch of cracked tiles.