Recently, Ziyi was not in Danxia Mountain, and Mo Yin knew that he had gone to look for paintings.

It is better to take this good opportunity to borrow the bottle and use it for a longer time, and the 300,000-year-old Moyan Tree Demon Spirit has received the purple pill. There is also Da Luo Jinxian ••••••, it's time to ponder, find someone with mediocre mana to try him first, as long as you don't make a mistake, it's good to ••••••.

Thinking about these in his heart, the clouds under his feet had already arrived at Danxia Mountain, he did not go to Qingning first, but went to the courtyard where Qixia lived.

In the small courtyard with sparse flowers and trees, white plum blossoms fluttered on the ground, like snow, and Mo Yin remembered that Qixia said that she always collected the snow on the plum blossoms to make tea to drink.

There was an immortal barrier in front of the door, and this time he couldn't break through, Zi Yi knew it.

He regretted a little that he had let Manyi live in the Qi Qi Hall at that time, and now that the palace was made unsightly by her, it was like an exhibition hall full of treasures.

Qixia's things were all lost by her, she was in a bad mood at that time, and she didn't care about these, she just thought about it was just a temporary separation, and after a while she wanted to come over and let her out, who knew that it was heaven and man forever!

Mo Yin stood in the courtyard for an hour and then quietly left.

When he came to Qingning's room, the woman was taking a nap, so he went to the child's room to see the child, and his son's nurse happened to be absent, so he stood for a while.

The child's eyes looked very much like him, and his nose was •••••• similar, and the others were more like Qingning.

Will this child become more and more like himself as he grows? What if •••••• is seen by Ziyi?

Mo Yin was a little nervous, but he was quickly relieved, what about the future, it wasn't certain? When the time comes, his mana is boundless and invincible in the world, and he is afraid that little Ziyi will not succeed?!

At that time, Qingning desperately wanted to have a child, but Ziyi just made her unable to conceive, so this woman thought of herself, how could such a thing be pushed?

The taste of this cheating is like a dry fire, cooking oil over a hot fire, it is really wonderful and exciting! That time under the big banyan tree in the back mountain, it was actually seen by Qixia's bird, and the two of them were doing it in the dark, Mo Yin slapped it in the air, and the bird whined.

Who knew that little bit of its Yuan Shen actually returned to the painting, this must be Zi Yi who helped it, otherwise Qi Xia's ability would not be able to save the bird, after all, it is young and shallow, and the Yuan Shen is weak.

Ziyi, if he knows all these things, he will definitely be angry, this is an enmity that does not share the sky, how long can •••••• hide it?

Mo Yin has a faint intuition, I am afraid that the child's affairs will be exposed sooner or later.

You have to plan ahead.

It's better to •••••• and take advantage of Ziyi's lack of defense against himself now and •••••• him.

I need the blood of a true god.

Obviously, it can't be used in a Qiankun bottle, it's his treasure, and it can't hold him.

How about •••••• use someone else's baby? For example, the dark cloud pot of the Emperor Zhenwu?

That strange old man has a good relationship with himself, so it should be okay to borrow it once, right?

If Ziyi is collected, won't my son become the master of Danxia Mountain? Isn't this Danxia Mountain my Mo family.

So that everything is solved. Son, true god, vase, bundle fairy rope, ••••••, and countless treasures, elixir, divine beasts, elixir, fairy grass, ••••••.

It's a good deal.

Mo Yin touched his son's chubby little face, his eyes narrowed, he took out a delicate small drum from his arms and put it next to his pillow, turned around and left.

Qing Ning couldn't help but get tired of seeing him, and after the toss was over, she said coquettishly to Mo Yin: "I heard that he went to the mortal world for a while, and he didn't come back for three or five years, I think this person is getting more and more outrageous, what are you going to do in the mortal world?" My son doesn't care, it's like I don't have a father, I'm a widow in this Danxi Palace all day long. ”

She pretends to be Mrs. Shenjun, and she doesn't know that she doesn't even have the identity of a concubine.

Ziyi is not at home, she is alone, calling for wind and rain on this Danxia Mountain, suppressing people who do not obey her, and causing a miasma inside and out.

Red Lotus was the first thorn in her eye, and after that incident, Ziyi not only did not punish her, but also served her master and servant with delicious food and drink, which really made Qing Ning angry.

What does it mean not to punish them but not to let her out?

Qing Ning guessed for ten years, and finally felt that Zi Yi had affection for Red Lotus, and he forbade her like this, and he would let her out one day.

If the red lotus comes out, will he continue to be the chief manager of Danxia Mountain?

Then he will not fall into the void again.

The position of the principal must not be given to others, Qingning often gritted his teeth and calculated, even if Ziyi does not marry himself and does not give a name, but he has a son and the right to be in charge, then he is a quasi-wife, and any immortal has to give himself a face.

So she found a reason to divide the master and servant into custody, and gave the rotten food to Honglian to eat, and even arranged for someone to put a *•••••• in the meal.

As soon as Mo Yin heard what she said about widowhood, his smiling eyes narrowed into a slit: "If you lend me the bottle for a few more days, I will definitely come to live for ten days and half a month, and I will make you happy and happy." After speaking, he twisted a handful of the flesh on the woman's breasts.

"Okay," Qing Ning twisted his waist and went to the secret room to get the bottle, handed it to him, "You have to be the talker, don't always fool me." ”

Mo Yin put the bottle in his arms and asked strangely, "When I talk doesn't count, you tell me to listen." ”

"Brother, you said that you would help me become an immortal," Qing Ning put his hand on his shoulder and rubbed his neck with the other hand: "You also said that you want me to become the Lady of the Divine Monarch." But as the years go by, you forget all this, and you just remember to borrow the bottle! Do you know how chilling it is for me? I gave birth to a son for you, but my heart was cold, and neither of the two men really •••••• me. Boom•••••• Boom ••••••. As he spoke, he cried, and that demeanor was like a pear blossom with rain, and the weak willow helped the wind, Mo Yin had no choice but to hold her over and cross her lap and slowly soothe.

"If you want to cultivate to become an immortal, this is a good thing, but to become an immortal, you need to go through three tribulations: thunder, fire, and three mountains. Can you handle this? Don't say that the path of cultivation is long and difficult, you can't pass these three levels alone. After a pause, he stroked her head again and said, "Even if I help you save yourself the pain of cultivation, you will definitely have to suffer these three tribulations by yourself, and no one else can replace you." ”

Qing Ning listened for a long time, and burst out with a sentence: "Then do you say that Ziyi will marry me?" ”

Mo Yin didn't speak, he felt that Zi Yi would not marry the woman in front of him, not even himself, but he stared at his mother-in-law's face and said, "No one will marry that monster, you can rest assured." ”

He said this naturally because he had a spectrum in his heart, Qixia is Ziyi's love, she is gone, who else can this lover marry? !

Qing Ning smiled for a moment, shrunk and shrunk into his arms, and Mo Yin patted her round ass and whispered, "Kiss, can you bring that bundle of fairy ropes to me to use?" ”