Feng Zhentian was no longer lazy, nor sleepy, staring at Ling Kun's eyes as if they had been quenched with ice, and they were surprisingly cold.

Jumping off the beam, he grabbed Ling Kun's clothes, lifted the person up, and forced him to ask, "Ling Kun, tell me, where are her descendants?" ”

"Don't say it." Ling Kun looked at his iron-blue face and smiled charmingly, "If you have the ability, kill me." ”

Feng Zhentian: "......"

Outside the door, Zi Yunchen heard Ling Kun's words, and his eyes showed a hint of deep thought: "If the Tianluo Divine Temple is related to the three of them, I'm afraid it will be extremely unfavorable to us." ”

"Hmm......" Luo Qingyin guessed, "If it has something to do with the three of them, now that there are two of them here, it shouldn't be so difficult to deal with one hater?" ”

That being said, she still doesn't know the bottom of her heart.

Feng Zhentian is a true immortal in the mortal realm, and it is a great power that no one can reach in the mortal realm, but compared to the hatred of the immortal realm for many years, I am afraid that it is no longer the same realm.

Ling Kun had been trapped by the Soul Locking Pillar for so many years, and more than half of the Yin Qi had been scattered in the Huangquan Waterfall, and now it was only a thousand-year-old remnant soul, and it would take a long time to recover to its heyday.

They hate each other and have no chance of winning.

However, what made her care more was the woman they were referring to: "Little goblin, you say, could it be because of their love and hatred with the same woman that the current situation in the Cangyun Continent has been caused?" Or is there today's Tianluo Temple? ”

Zi Yunchen pinched her face: "Thinking too much." ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at him with a pout: "Seventy percent of the tragedies in the world are because of feelings. ”

Ziyun Chen said: "We will fight to the end with the Tianluo Divine Temple, and one day we will know...... How about we make a bet? If it is true as you say, I will make you a cow and a horse for a month. ”

"I don't lack cattle and horses." Luo Qingyin glanced at him, "What if it's not like I said?" ”

Zi Yunchen's bottomless eyes stared at her, and a different smile slowly spread on her handsome face: "It's okay to have a younger brother or sister?" ”

Having a baby......

It's a painful thing to think about.

However, she was confident that she would win.

So, she said briskly: "Okay, that's it." ”

Pulling the hook, she turned to look towards the ancestral hall.

To find out if the Tianluo Temple is related to those three people, the fastest way is to ask the ink monkey.

How to say, the ink monkey has been by the side of Hate Xiaoyao for so many years......

It just so happened that Feng Zhentian had put Ling Kun against the wall, and she had no time to take care of others, so she stretched out her divine sense and leaned towards the offering table to see if there was a way to bring them out.

The divine consciousness touched Feng Zhentian's prohibition, and she was about to use the fire of nirvana to burn it, but suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in her mind, and there was no need to pay attention to the prohibition at all!

The prohibition is placed on the offering plate, and it is not placed on the offering table.

She just took the whole offering table away!

Luo Qingyin raised his hand, three thousand flowers were killed and turned into petal boats, stretched out under the offering table, and lifted the entire offering table, Luo Qingyin took a volley in the air, and the petal boat carried the offering table and flew out of the ancestral hall, Luo Qingyin flew up and jumped on the petal boat, and said to Ziyunchen: "Go." ”

Feng Junxi was worried that she would just leave, so she hurriedly stepped forward to stop people: "Luo Qingyin, I'll help you unlock their ban, and you let the monkey untie the shackles of our Tianhuang clan, is it okay?" ”

The three little ones all returned to their side, and Luo Qingyin immediately stopped worrying, sitting cross-legged on the petal boat, and said with a smile: "I can lift the ban without you." ”

Feng Junxi said helplessly: "It is wrong for our Tianhuang clan to steal the phoenix god egg, and I apologize to you on behalf of the Tianhuang clan." ”

"Isn't it too late to apologize now?" Zi Yunchen also jumped on the petal boat, sat beside Luo Qingyin, signaling that she didn't need to speak, her purple eyes flashed with a cold light, "Moreover, can an apology without any payment be considered an apology?" ”

Tsk, take advantage of the fire!

Rao is Feng Junxi was used to seeing the banditry behavior of the ink monkey, and when he heard Zi Yunchen's words, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes.

Ziyun Chenjun's face was calm, as if it was a normal thing to rob while the fire was hot.

Luo Qingyin looked at Zi Yunchen with interest.

I don't know when it started, everyone around her used the trick of "robbing while the fire is hot", she just needs to watch the show.

Feng Junxi said helplessly: "In the tunnel of Phoenix Terrace, I have promised to pay the ink monkey eight thousand-year-old sycamores and twelve hundred-year-old Wu tongs. ”

As soon as the words fell, the ink monkey shouted in Luo Qingyin's divine sense connection: "That's in exchange for the array materials spent by the master, and the reward hasn't been calculated with him yet, and the amount of the apology should be counted as much, squeak." ”

Luo Qingyin laughed out loud.

Zi Yunchen turned his face sideways and looked at her with an inquiring gaze.

Luo Qingyin raised his chin and sneered: "The ink monkey's ability in arranging the formation is not inferior to any of the current array saints, not to mention that the formation materials it paid took many years to collect, exchange it for a little sycamore wood, are you embarrassed to take it out and say it?" ”

The straightforward words made Feng Junxi's face burn.

Zi Yunchen held Luo Qingyin's hand, signaled that she didn't need to be excited, and said lightly: "Being conspired to fall into the tunnel, being bound in the offering plate, and being burned by the fire, there are three things in total, one is good with three hundred and thirty-three thousand-year-old sycamores, and the three are nine hundred and ninety-nine in total, remember, it is a thousand-year-old sycamore." ”

Feng Junxi almost jumped up, and almost scolded out a sentence of "Fuck your mother's nine hundred and ninety-nine", finally his self-cultivation was okay, and after taking a deep breath, he barely resisted the urge to jump to his feet and scold: "Zi Yunchen, don't embarrass me." There are not many thousand-year-old sycamores in Fengwu Mountain, even if I am the little patriarch of the Tianhuang clan, I can't let you give so many thousand-year-old sycamores like this. ”

Luo Qingyin and Zi Yunchen grimaced at each other.

Feng Junxi saw it, but he could only pretend not to see it, and sighed: "Forget it, this time it is always the Tianhuang clan that is at fault first, I will take a step, five hundred thousand-year-old sycamores, there can be no more, otherwise the people of the Tianhuang clan will rebel." ”

Zi Yunchen looked at Luo Qingyin, and then Jun's face was ruthless, and his tone was cold: "Feng Junxi, do you think about whether it is better to lose a few more sycamore trees, or to be completely destroyed by us......"

This is a robbery!

The corners of Feng Junxi's mouth cramped, and he suddenly realized that Zi Yunchen didn't let Luo Qingyin speak just now, there must be a reason, if he started with Luo Qingyin......

He turned his gaze, looked directly at Luo Qingyin, and said, "Luo Qingyin, leave a line in everything, and see each other in the future." You and I are of the same origin, today I will give the Phoenix God Clan a big gift, in the future, the Phoenix God Clan will be in trouble, and the Tianhuang Clan will do its best to help. There are 600 sycamores in the millennium, and there can be no more. ”

Luo Qingyin sat cross-legged beside Zi Yunchen, looking at his nose and nose as if he hadn't seen it.

Mao Dun Literature