The Holy Maiden is a divine envoy of the heavens, and she is a very transcendent existence in the entire underworld, but with Sikong Ye's strength, she does not put the divine envoy that everyone is sought after in her eyes.

When he heard that the person who hurt his little great-grandson was the Holy Maiden of the Underworld, Sikong Ye didn't raise his eyelids, and let out a disdainful snort from his nose.

The holy woman naturally understood where this snort came from, it was nothing more than that the holy woman who everyone was afraid of was like an ant that could be pinched to death with one hand in the eyes of the ancestor, otherwise, why did she have the qualifications to enter the Stygian Mountain, but she never wandered around the Underworld Mountain, and always stayed in her temple with restraint? Is it true that she is too lazy to walk?

"Why did she hit you?" Sikong Ye asked coldly.

The saint said: "Her mother snatched my things, and when I went to ask for them, she was injured." ”

This matter is not a fabrication made up by the saint out of thin air, after all, when Yu Wan first entered the underworld, she did let Lan Jiao snatch a Gu King, and Yu Wan did come to the door to ask for it, and she was indeed injured that night.

The only difference is that she was a saint when she was injured, but now she has become "Lan Yu", but the ancestor will not know this, the ancestor will only know that he let the stinky girl be injured.

Sikong Ye frowned and said, "Don't you even have a guard?" That kind of three-legged cat kung fu can also hurt you? ”

He is also one of the top five masters in the underworld, and when he reached the mouth of this ancestor, he became a three-legged cat, and the saint took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and whispered: "The family is poor, and I can't afford to hire a guard, so I still ask the villagers to borrow it from the villagers when I come to the underworld." ”

The bones and blood of the people are living upside down, so that this ancestor can be cherished even more, isn't it?

Sure enough, after listening to the saint's words, Sikong Ye's arms tightened even tighter holding the saint's daughter: "Who else is in the family?" ”

"No, I'm the only one." St. Ann choked up.

Sikong Ye took the holy daughter back to the Chaoyang Palace.

The disciples in the hall were all frightened when they saw that their fairy-like ancestor actually came back with a girl.

After Sikong Ye entered the house, the disciples fried the pot.

"Who's that girl?"

"It's the one who was brought back by the Ancestor last night, right? That's how Ancestor brought her back last night......"

"The ancestor won't reach this age, and finally the iron tree will bloom and fall in love with a little girl, right?"

Sikong Ye only instructed his disciples to serve the girl he brought back, but he didn't say her identity, so no one guessed from the little great-grandson, but felt that the girl was a great creator, and he was afraid that he would be their ancestor in the future.

"Is there finally a hostess in our Chaoyang Palace?"

"Shhhh Be quiet! Don't let the ancestor hear! It's all gone, the ancestor's affairs are not something we can speculate, let's do our part with peace of mind, and try our best to be loyal to the ancestor! ”

The disciples dispersed.

Sikong Ye carried the saintess back to her own room, her foot was a little seriously sprained, the entire ankle and instep were high and swollen, Sikong Ye used internal force to disperse the blood stasis for her, almost in the blink of an eye, her foot was restored to its original state.

"Get up and take two steps." Sikong Ye said.

"Hmm!" The saint obediently stood up and walked a few steps, and it really didn't hurt anymore!

Grunt~

The saint's stomach cried.

In the morning, I only drank a bowl of bamboo chicken ginseng soup, and I went outside to suffer an injury, and it was inevitable that I would be hungry at this time.

"Eat first." Sikong Ye said.

The implication is that you will take revenge after eating.

The holy woman had no reason not to agree, nodded, and said with a well-behaved appearance: "I listen to you." ”

Sikong Ye asked his disciples to set the meal, but he didn't eat, so he sat there and watched the holy woman eat.

If the saint eats slowly, he will frown, and the saint will eat a few more chopsticks, and his brows will stretch.

The saintess has the illusion of being deeply loved, she was born to be the most powerful saint of the Lan family, and she can be regarded as being held in the palm of her hand to grow up, but it can be held by ordinary people, and it is not the same as letting the most powerful strong person in the whole underworld hold it.

Sikong Ancestor is an existence that can compete with the rumored Hades, if it weren't for the accident of the Lan Yi Holy Maiden, he may be the real Hades.

The saint couldn't help but be jealous of Yu Wanlai again, what kind of shit luck did that girl take, why did all the good things in the world let her stand up? No one knows better than her what an unkind old guy Sikong Ancestor is, but because of this, his favor is particularly valuable, not to mention, he is not old at all, although he is full of silver threads, but he is unparalleled, like the Nine Heavens God.

The saint couldn't think about it anymore, the more she thought about it, the more jealous she would be of that stinky girl.

"I'm full." The saint said.

Sikong Ye's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was not very satisfied with her appetite.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, the saint is a girl who has been married, but in Sikong Ye's eyes, she is still a little girl, and it is not good for the doll to eat so little.

Sikong Ye pushed the bowl of rice in front of him in front of the saint: "Eat." ”

The saint, who has never eaten much, was stunned: "Huh? ”

Other people's children are fat and round, their own dolls are thin and shriveled, and they haven't been fed well at first glance, Sikong Ye is a competent elder, and he will never allow his little great-grandson to starve into a little thin monkey.

"Ate it." Sikong Ye said uncommittently.

In order to play a good great-granddaughter who has endured hardships among the people and is not picky, she has already finished eating the rice in the bowl, you must know that when she was still a saint, the amount of food she had in three meals was not more than one bowl.

She had already eaten a little: "Ancestor, I ......"

"Eat it, don't let me say it a third time!" He is an elder who loves children, but he will never allow his children to be picky eaters!

The holy woman took the bowl of rice and ate it with her life.

Sikong Ye found that she didn't eat vegetables, but only ate rice with her head bored, and the strange Dao was not strong.

Sikong Ye gave her a few chopsticks, huge fat and greasy braised pork.

The vegetarian saint saw those trembling big fat meats, and she wanted to die!

Sikong Ye sandwiched the big fat meat and didn't have enough, and he also picked up two big chicken legs, and ate the holy woman until she rolled her eyes.

Seeing that she was panicked even holding on to such a little thing, it can be seen how hard she used to live in the people, and she was hungry, didn't she? Sikong Ye became more and more determined to raise and grow his dolls well.

After a meal, half of the saint's life was gone.

After a few more meals, she felt like she could survive here.

"Old ...... Ancestor, are we ......?"

It's time to take revenge on the "Holy Maiden"?

Sikong Ye understood what he meant, he didn't have any doubts because of her anxiety, he was bullied, he should be beaten back, this is a natural thing, he originally planned it the same way, but now, he has more important things to do.

He summoned the disciples of Chaoyang Hall and asked them how to raise children, when he was the young master of the Sikong family in his early years, he had also seen a lot of children, but it was one thing to see it, and it was another thing to raise it himself.

The disciples were stunned, the ancestor did not convene them for hundreds of years, and when he did, he actually asked them how to raise children?!

"Although the disciple has never given birth, the disciple has a young brother in the family......"

It was the little disciple named Jinghong, who talked endlessly about his father's parenting scriptures, which was nothing more than eating well, drinking well, dressing well, and sleeping well.

Sikong Ye frowned deeply, there were no women in Chaoyang Palace, and his little great-grandson didn't even have a change of clothes.

At that moment, Sikong Ye took the saint who had lost half her life due to eating and supporting herself out of the Stygian Mountain and went to the market to buy it.

The saint slumped in the carriage and did not want to move.

She's really dying, her belly is going to burst!

"Sugar gourd hey-sugar gourd-"

On the side of the street, walking past a vendor selling sugar gourds, Sikong Ye saw an eldest lady walking over with a seven-year-old little girl, and the eldest lady bought a string of sugar gourds for the little girl, Sikong Ye nodded instructively, jumped out of the carriage, and also bought a string of sugar gourds for his own doll.

Just as he turned around to get into the car with a sugar gourd, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a chubby little figure on the stall next to him.

Looking at the side, it was a girl about the same age as her own doll, with several bowls of rice balls in front of her, four of which had been dried up, and she was sucking and eating the fifth bowl, and soon, the stall owner presented her a large plate of kebabs.

She took a bite of salty barbecue, a mouthful of sweet rice balls, and ate it sucking~

Sikong Ye is very envious, look, this is someone else's child.

It would be great if your own dolls could be raised so white and fat.

Just thinking about it, the little fat girl spoke: "Another bowl of rice balls!" ”

The holy woman in the carriage heard this familiar voice, and a spirit sat up!

She lifted the curtain and followed the prestige.

From her point of view, she could only see the back of the other party, but she didn't get along in vain for more than ten days, and she recognized who the other party was almost at first sight.

It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there.

The saint smiled coldly: "Do you say that it is not good for you to stay in Sikong's house obediently?" If you can survive for a day or two more, you can send it to the door yourself, so don't blame me for being rude! ”

The saint got out of the carriage, came behind Yu Wan, and patted Yu Wan lightly on the shoulder.

She only waited for Yu Wan to turn around, and then told the ancestor loudly that this was the murderer who injured herself.

Unexpectedly, without waiting for her to speak, Yu Wan threw herself into her arms: "Sister-I'm looking for you so hard-"

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