Wen Zheng's sleeves flicked again, and the two returned to the Wen family.

This time next to him is Xuanwu, Xuanwu in the cemetery

The Wen family struggled with the risk of doubling the pressure, and they knelt down in unison.

However, there are others who move faster than they are in the panic.

Almost at the moment when the space transfer ended, to be precise, when the space element had not completely fallen silent, Ye Lingyi rushed forward and caught the person in a little hurry-His Royal Highness the King of Joy got up without ambiguity and tilted to the side while holding his eyes, not worrying about his wife's mind at all, and let him fall directly to the ground.

"Mr. Wen, have you seen enough?"

The master of the absolute doctor said a cold word, and someone from the ancestors coughed dryly, and hurriedly retracted his gaze.

What's wrong with the young people now, the juniors he saw before are not like this!

The visual image is irretrievable, and Wen Zheng had no choice but to wave his hand without saying a word to hold up the kneeling people, retaining the "unfathomable"

"Madame is tired." It's still there, if no one else is around.

Ye Lingyi is not shameless, he straightens people with his hands, and while nodding to Wen Hanzheng, the voice tells him what is going on.

Feng Xiyuan was finally willing to be a little more serious, he thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Madam, together." ”

"Okay." Ye Lingyi quickly nodded without hesitation, and she didn't want to leave him aside.

"Girl,"

Just when Ye Lingyi wanted to tell Wen Hanzheng about the matter, Wen Zheng, who couldn't make a sound, suddenly sent a message to her, which was still such a hellish title...... Fortunately, her micro-expressions were processed quickly, and no one could see her slight stiffness and anger except for Feng Xiyuan.

"A man is about to die, but his words are good. The old man is not afraid of any curse, so he will talk to you more. Can the girl know that the night family is the original upper realm clan? And girl, you are more descendant? The night family in the upper realm, as the old man knows, will never decline and fall. Therefore, the luck of the Heavenly Fall, no matter how weak it is, will not completely decay. And that's why you, the girl who has taken all the luck of the night family, will almost never have to worry about your life! “

Since she learned about the grievances of the original owner, Ye Lingyi thinks that she has nothing to do with the Ye family, but Wen Zheng's heartfelt words, she can't help but remember it in her heart, and besides, the words "never worry about life" should still have an impact on her.

Wen Zheng sighed lightly in the transmission: "Girl, this is a blessing, but it is also a curse!" Can the girl know that the 'Heavenly Wall' of this Central Continent was actually set up by the ancestor of the Ye family in the past? In order to seize the 'Treasure of the Heavenly Fall', he pulled down a whole lineage, and set up the 'Heavenly Wall' to block the lower realm of the people who had cultivated in the upper realm, and the cultivation of the ancestor of the Ye family was really good. But this 'Heavenly Wall' has not been removed for a long time, and it has blocked the 'Heavenly Dao' of the Heavenly Fall! This was originally owed by the Ye family to this continent, and it declined year by year and was repaid year by year, and it was dragged out in a tug of war, and it couldn't be bad. But now, it's the girl you owe to the mainland! Understandable? ”

These remarks involve the "Tao" and are deafening.

After listening to Yilingtai for a long time, he calmed down, and slowly said, "Thank you." ”

Cultivating to a higher level is more able to access the heavenly machine, but this heavenly machine is really not something that anyone dares to say, she must thank her!

Wen Zheng nodded vaguely, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

Everyone's attention was here, and the vastness and loneliness in his voice were far away, and there were many people who froze.

It is with the "Tao meaning" in it, and it is the great kindness given to the descendants of the Wen family by this unknown ancestor.

Wen Zheng slowly floated off the ground into the air, the person was getting higher and higher, but the voice was still in his ears: "There is no way in the sky, there is a way in man." can compete for the sky, not for people; You can deceive the sky, don't deceive others. Girl, good and the common people, good and the common people! ”

The old ancestor, who may have been a comic figure in the second middle school when he was young, slowly disappeared into the gray sky of the cemetery where he single-handedly founded the Wen family, and disappeared into the eyes of many juniors who he might have only seen him once. There is a vast spiritual power and a faint aura, and I don't know where it starts, and it easily envelops the entire cemetery.

"My name is Wenzheng, and I am a human being. In the name of Nuwa, I asked the way of heaven: Cang, Change, Xuan, You, Hao, Zhu, Yan, Yang, Jun, where is the list? ”

*

At the same time, the capital was reflected, and the street corner was Changmen Street.

There are two young men who can't see clearly but have outstanding faces and temperaments, and they are arguing over the ownership of the last of a string of sugar gourds.

"Do you give it to me!" The one in purple was holding the empty haystack, and there were bamboo sticks under his feet, so he was not majestic.

"Call Brother Sheng, I'll give it to you."

The one in the green shirt smiled, and the one in his hand was the last one.

"You're dreaming! Old...... Ay? Someone asked? ”

The one in the green shirt turned out to be an immortal like the breeze and the moon when he raised his head: "Well, it's in this world." ”

"Okay, isn't this the little thief in our forehead, it turns out that it's right under our noses! What are you going to do with him? The man in purple was busy with his mouth, and he was not idle in his hands, but the person opposite waved his hand easily, and the sugar gourd not only changed hands, but directly entered his mouth.

A handsome face that couldn't be seen clearly instantly turned black.

The immortal swallowed the thing slowly, and said lightly: "Since someone sacrificed human spirits and asked, it was natural to answer." ”

"I'll go, when have you been so magnanimous? The thief was ...... at the beginning, and the anger in this joke was a little more real.

"Kun, it's a junior."

"It's because he picked the time of the little three's broken soul to steal the starlight, that's why you ...... in the first place"

"I mean, the way he's asking is the junior."

Kun didn't speak, and Qian cut off his words twice, and his attitude was very clear.

Qian stretched out his hand and patted Kun's shoulder to appease slightly, turned to face the south, and used the bamboo stick in his hand as a pen to draw in the space, and in his purple eyes, there were gradually golden lights emerging.