As if thinking of something, Xuan Tong and Nan Shiyan were stunned at the same time, and they raised their eyes in unison, glanced at each other, and showed a helpless smile on their faces, but they were filled with a deep sense of pampering, but they didn't say much.

It's all in plain sight.

"That's fine."

The white jade fan in his hand gently tapped the back of his hand, Nan Shiyan chuckled, and his warm eyes were rippling with deep waves, glowing with sparkling broken jade, with a reassuring and refreshing atmosphere.

"Uncle Shi's birthday, it's rare to do it once, and it's rare for all the brothers and sisters to get together, it's time to prepare well and arrange the itinerary."

"That's right."

Su Yunran nodded heavily and agreed, his delicate little face was full of seriousness, faintly, with a sense of seriousness and caution?

Seeing this, Xuan Tong just chuckled directly and shook his head helplessly.

Looking at Su Yunran, who continued to eat pastries carelessly, Xuan Yun frowned slightly, his face was gentle, as if he was looking at a willful junior, with a great sense of patience and tolerance.

But

The eyes narrowed slightly, the inexplicable crystal flashed, the lips were hooked, the smile was faint, and for a while, the wind was clear.

I really can't see it, my little junior sister can also bake things, and she is so naughty.

Moreover, there are times when I am afraid.

It really surprised him.

It seems that she really doesn't know.

Xuan Tong remembered that Xiao Ling was bored once, so he followed a senior sister who practiced spells and listened to the teacher's lecture, but he just listened casually to pass the time.

At that time, Xiaoling was still young, and all the senior brothers and sisters doted on her, so she didn't have so many scruples, so she directly cracked the spell set by her uncle in class.

And then

Then, you can imagine it.

The uncle immediately identified Xiao Ling, and always came to Xiao Ling, brought her fun things, coaxed Xiao Ling to listen to his teachings, and almost coaxed Xiao Ling to learn spells.

In this way, during that time, Xiao Ling also passed the time and finished listening to that course.

And that uncle also taught him the attainments of a spell.

Xiao Ling made rapid progress, even surpassing Uncle Shi's own closed disciples, which made Uncle Shi very helpless.

He always felt that it was a waste for Xiao Ling not to specialize in practicing spells.

However, this is not the most critical one.

The most important thing is that until Xiao Ling's spell attainments are profound, Uncle Shi still can't trick Xiao Ling into worshipping him after all

However, all his skills have been learned by this little girl

Therefore, what the uncle really cares about is not the folded ear cat, but the "master" who has been delayed for a long time.

After all, Xiaoling's own master is also a black-bellied.

How could it be possible to let a closed disciple of his own family go to call someone else's master?

Of course not.

Thinking like this, the edges and corners on Xuanyun's face softened a lot, and the anger between his eyebrows and eyes dissipated.

"Big brother."

A soft voice sounded in his ears, interrupting Xuanyun's memories.

His eyes moved, Xuan Tong came back to his senses, lowered his head to look at Su Yunran, and spoke softly.

"What's wrong?"

Slender fingers pointed not far away, tilted his head, Su Yunran raised his thin eyebrows, and his voice as clear as jade slowly sounded.

"A few people over there, so be it, they didn't hurt Xiaoling, there is no need to abuse them anymore, just hand them over to Your Majesty, don't delay the interrogation."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xuan Tong nodded directly, and said "Okay", then raised his hand slightly, the wide robe brushed through, a cold air flow blew, and the deep spiritual power not far away slowly withdrew.

The misty smoke slowly cleared, revealing the scene inside.

Everyone's eyes were the same, looking towards that place.

However, at that moment, everyone's eyes with curiosity and scrutiny couldn't help but be shocked, their pupils shrank suddenly, and the hands in their sleeves trembled slightly.

On the ground not far away, the dust was scattered, and the huge body of the fierce beast was spread weakly between the fragments of the rubble, the skin and flesh on its body were turned over, and the wounds that could be seen in the bones spread from its neck to its waist, and the limbs hung down weakly, all forming a terrible angle, and the white bones of the forest were revealed from between the turned flesh and skin, reflecting a cold and strange light, with bursts of coldness.

Dark red blood had accumulated on the ground, and the blood stains were winding, and they had lost their temperature and were cold.

The thin body fell to the side, a bloody dress was wrapped around her, the dusty palace silk around her waist was scattered scattered, and the slender waist of the woman lining her was getting thinner and thinner, with a bit of trembling.

The dark purple jade flute was scattered on the side, the bloodstained fingers trembled slightly, and the woman's body moved, which directly involved the deep wound on the body, and the clothes were torn in several places, sticking together with the flesh and the spread of blood.

Flesh and blood blur.

On the face that was exactly the same as Su Yunran, there were two wounds, which directly divided that face, and with the dark purple thin lips, it was a little more ghostly and evil.

A few steps away, Xiao Qiu tightly protected Xiao Dong in his arms, his clothes were broken, the wounds were dense, all over his body, his whole body was trembling, and he could hardly find a piece of intact skin and flesh on his thin and thin body.

Covered in scars.

Because Xuan Tong had withdrawn his spiritual power, the air around him also began to flow, and the deep sense of imprisonment disappeared.

The cool night breeze blew, and the heavy smell of blood blew open and blew to the tip of everyone's noses.

The heart jumped violently, and everyone couldn't help but shiver, and a chill behind them slowly rose.

What a terrible man.

He didn't use any lethal tricks and offensives at all, he just relied on the absolute suppression of spiritual power cultivation, and used the most simple and crude methods to carry out the most primitive methods.

It hurts to think about it.

The woman and that Xiaoqiu, all the bones of the whole body, I'm afraid they are all broken, and the whole body, I'm afraid there is no good meat.

The bottom of their hearts shrank a few times, and everyone glanced at Xuan Tong with palpitations, and when they saw his cold face, they hurriedly withdrew their gaze and hurriedly lowered their heads, as if they had seen something terrible.

It's scary.

That woman, anyway, also has a face that is not half a point different from Miss Su Qi, that Xuan Gongzi, how can she not show mercy to her subordinates, but directly on that face, she scratched that hideous wound raw.

The flesh and skin snaked over the bloodstained face, and when you looked closely, it had a strange and eerie meaning, as if the messenger had returned from the darkness of hell, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

But it doesn't take half a minute of temperature.

A chill rushed up in my heart, accompanied by a faint sound.