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These things are inconsequential to monks who have advanced cultivation, but they are no less than a blow to the head for unarmed mortals and monks who have cultivated below the foundation building period.

He even found that among this group of people who are not ghosts and ghosts, there are still a few beings with more agile movements and more amazing bounce power, is it ...... These things will continue to evolve......

Ye Ling was among all the zombies, all the hoarse and terrifying roars in his ears were all as if they couldn't be heard, the red-clothed figure was like a ghost, and the stardust sword in his hand refracted the bloodthirsty cold light in the night, and in a few breaths, he slapped down with a fierce palm, the formation rotated, the golden light overflowed, Jingshan was quiet, and it seemed that nothing had ever appeared.

Ye Ling, who was standing in the wind, squinted slightly, looking at the lifeless zombie corpse that she deliberately left, her eyes moving slightly.

Zombies, zombies, corpses, puppets, evil arrays...... Things in the shadows are becoming more and more unscrupulous.

"Wind one." The stardust in Ye Ling's hand dissipated, and his voice was faint.

"Princess." Feng Yi saluted silently, glanced at the corpse, and seemed to have a bad premonition.

"Lend me your sword."

Feng Yi glanced at his saber silently, it was given to him by his master, and he loved it very much.

He turned his head to look at his grandfather.

Ye Shenyuan walked unhurriedly to Ye Ling's side, and the wind and clouds gently opened his thin lips: "What do you see?" If the princess wants to use your sword, you will take it out. ”

"The princess herself is not a good weapon." Feng Yi retorted in a whispered voice that he was rarely aggrieved, and when the master gave him the sword, he said that the monk's sword should not be easily handed over to others, and the sword was there!

"I want to use it, but it doesn't work." Ye Ling sighed, the stinky temper of the Stardust Sword Spirit was the same as back then, but whenever she wanted to use it to cut corpses or something, she couldn't summon it, this thing had a habit of cleanliness......

Then you can only wronged someone else's sword......

Feng Yi glanced at the things on the ground with disgust, and reluctantly looked at his sword, and after a long time, he took out another dagger from his body and handed it to her.

A certain master's face darkened, this wind is one, how can the Night King's Mansion treat him badly, take a sword and grind it.

I don't know, I thought the Night King's Mansion was so poor.

Seeing that his delicate little girl was about to touch the corpse with a dagger, Ye Shenyuan's wide palm held Ye Ling's white and soft hands with her backhand, holding it very tightly, and Ye Ling, who had a little strength, frowned.

"Little girl," the dark golden eyes of the night sink abyss narrowed dangerously: "This king is here." ”

Today, he didn't want to dirty the little girl's hands.

"Shen Yuan, this is only ......" Before she finished speaking, she saw the eyes of the man next to her with palpitations, and looked at her coldly, very dangerous.

So he decisively handed him the dagger: "You come, don't touch it, cut the head, I want to see it." ”

Ye Shenyuan looked at her fixedly, and there was seriousness in her deep and beautiful eyes that she couldn't understand.

Little girl, many things, not only you can do it, what you want to do, this king will help you do it.

Seeing that his grandfather and the princess were cutting the brains on the ground and analyzing things at the same time, Feng Yi stared at them and couldn't wait to stare at the two holes.

His family is wise and martial! His Royal Highness the Night King, who has changed in a rage, is now like a completely different person, and the tenderness in his eyes is so obvious that it can't be more obvious!

"According to the king, these things are only affected by the demonic energy, and the most important thing now is to find the source of these things, so that they can be truly solved."

"I think so too, Shen Yuan, you see, this walking corpse's brain is all demonized by demonic energy, although it won't affect us, but the mortal world is probably going to suffer."

"When we go back, we will discuss it again, and I think the monks of each faction have already descended the mountain."

"Okay."

After squatting for a long time, Ye Ling stood up and slammed his little head directly into Ye Shenyuan's chest.

"Hiss......" Ye Ling covered his nose with teary eyes, sour, and glared directly at Ye Shenyuan: "Uncle Shen, you see that you don't stand far away, your nose hurts to death." ”

Ye Shenyuan protected her little head with a big palm, gently hooked her little nose, and hugged the little girl into his arms with a smile: "Okay, it's all the king's fault, little girl, it doesn't hurt, don't cry." ”

"You're coaxing a child!" Ye Ling sneered, faintly nasal.

"It's not just coaxing a child, this king wants to coax the little girl for a lifetime." Ye Shenyuan couldn't help but laugh and rubbed her head.

"Today, the children of this Wang family have forgotten what this king has not said," Ye Shenyuan looked at Ye Ling as well-behaved as a cat nestled in his arms and let him hold him, and laughed lowly, his chest trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a doting and serious arc.

The demonic handsome face is like a blooming flower on the other side in an instant! The picturesque face is really like the nine-fold god mansion, and the elegance is peerless! It is difficult for a wicked king to describe this moment.

"What?" Ye Ling subconsciously responded.

At this moment, His Royal Highness the Night King is no longer a god above the clouds, but an indescribable warmth, and his eyes are full of stars.

"A one-year-old little girl, this king has never seen it, and it must be Yuxue cute and likable."

"The two-year-old little girl, walking with short legs, this king has never seen it, it's a pity."

"The three-year-old girl began to babble, and this king also missed it, it's a pity."

"The four-year-old girl began to be naughty, but the king still hasn't seen it, and she missed it."

"The five-year-old little girl may be a little gluttonous cat, and this king didn't have time to know you."

"The six-year-old girl must be very smart and excellent in schoolwork, maybe even more powerful than this king."

"The seven-year-old girl, smiling happily and brightly, grew up with others, and this king is a little jealous."

"The eight-year-old girl has her own little secret, and this king wants to know it too."

"Nine-year-old girl ......"

"A ten-year-old girl, stepping into the clouds, apprenticeship, this king knows that we will meet after all."

"Eleven-Year-Old ......"

"Twelve-Year-Old ......"

"Thirteen Years Old ......"

“……”

"Seventeen-year-old Night Princess Ye Ling, the most dazzling and powerful child, will be with Ye Shenyuan forever."

The dark golden eyes of the night sink abyss condensed a smile, and her voice was extremely gentle and gentle: "Little girl, happy birthday." ”

At this moment, the wind stopped, the clouds were still, and even the stars held their breath and shimmered with soft starlight.

The girl in red had a straight back and red circles.

A red dress is clearly embroidered with a snow-white Luanniao, the embroidery process is very exquisite, the Luanniao embroidery is lifelike, the partial silk thread also faintly emits a pearl-colored light, the night breeze blows, and it is lined with the Luanniao almost flying out of the clothes.

Ye Ling looked at the man opposite, and realized for the first time that she was not alone, some people would remember her birthday, some people would treat her as a pet, and some people would say happy birthday to her.

The tears in the eyes of the girl in red fell silently, and the tears fell on the hand of Ye Shenyuan that stopped on her little face, Ye Shenyuan's hand seemed to be burned, trembling slightly, the dark golden eyes locked on her, directly hugged the person, and said with a gentle smile: "Little girl, don't cry, your eyes are swollen into walnuts, if you cry and spend the king's robe, you will compensate yourself to the king." ”

"This king made pastries for you with his own hands, do you want to try it?"

"Don't eat! Stinky and shameless, I'm going to cry, just cry, don't worry about you! Ye Ling glared at him with teary eyes.

"Okay, that king only has a robe to accompany the little crying bag today." Ye Shenyuan sighed helplessly, gently wiped away her crystal tears with his wide palm, and looked at her with a smile.

Ye Ling stopped crying, someone remembered her birthday, made pastries for her with his own hands, and took her to see the most beautiful stars in the empire, which she will always remember in her heart.

"What about pastries? I was hungry right now. Ye Ling looked at a certain master with a blank eye, his eyes were a little crystal clear because he had just cried, and he was moving.

Ye Shenyuan hooked the corners of her lips viciously, and returned to her nonchalant and teasing tone: "What should I do...... The little girl just said that she didn't want to eat it, and the king thought, such an unpalatable pastry, don't poison it, and the king threw it away. ”

Ye Ling tilted his head violently, gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Shenyuan: "It's unpalatable and I didn't let you eat it, I didn't say it's unpalatable, today is my birthday, and I'm the biggest!" I'm going to eat pastry! ”

"Little gluttonous cat, if this king really throws away the pastries, will you cry?" Ye Shenyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, and took out a plate of pastries from behind him.

Ye Ling glared at him, and angrily held the whole plate in his arms.