Ling Tiansu said: "It seems that you really didn't see the situation clearly, you want to discuss with me, but I'm threatening you, do you feel too comfortable and don't want to leave if you talk too much nonsense?"

His eyes were indifferent: "If you don't leave, you will destroy your body, so that you will never be able to enter the heavenly gate of the Nine Gods Ruins with your true body, and don't feel unfair, the Nine Gods Ruins have always belonged to the rulers of the two worlds of desolation and gods, unfortunately, I am the emperor, and I can ignore many complicated rules to enter it, if you insist on killing today, this child will indeed not survive tonight, but——"

Ling Tiansu's expression sank suddenly, and the heavy injury made him even more aggressive: "You really think you can kill Lone!"

This lonely voice has exhausted the vicissitudes of life and arrogance for thousands of years.

The gods can't destroy him in one fell swoop, and the nine hells can't leave him.

The blood body and divine bones are gone, and he can carry the name of the emperor and return to the Nine Heavenly Gates.

"You're a little too arrogant, Tianjing. ”

"Today, Lone can return without dying, do you believe it or not?"

"In the coming day, Lone will not only not die, but also destroy your body, destroy your Tianmen opportunity, the coming day will be long, the Nine Gods Relic Realm has no way to be found by being alone, why should it be divided with you, a poisonous snake!"

"Lone is not negotiating conditions with you, Lone is telling you to get out!" Ling Tiansu looked at her and said lightly: "You only have one chance, but Lone has countless choices, if you want to rob someone in front of Lone, then you should really be in pain." ”

The clouds in the sky were like fire, and the sun was extremely bright, but Tianjingwan's expression was already completely gloomy, and his face was like a peach and plum that could not hide the evil aura in his eyes.

She said: "Little milk fox, sooner or later, one day, I will kill you with my own hands!"

After saying this, a gate appeared out of thin air behind Tianjing Xuan, and behind the void gate, there was a surging magma fire, and at the end of the fire, the flowers in full bloom could be vaguely seen swaying.

Tianjing Wan disappeared into the flame gate, the space closed, and the heaven and earth returned to silence.

The murderous spirit came and walked away with his legs between his legs.

Ling Tian Su said in his heart, is this a disguised revenge for Cang Lian.

Overall, though, it's a good thing to be able to solve that big problem without bloodshed.

With a long sigh of relief, he pushed the girl in his arms: "Get up and get dressed, I'm going to take you to meet someone." ”

Without pushing, the girl's arms were wrapped around his body like a water snake, a pair of beautiful blue eyes were misty, her lips were red and wet, and she looked at him helplessly and confusedly, and the skin under her palms was hot, not at all like the body of a cold snake.

Ling Tiansu frowned as he found that his palms were tightly clamped by her legs, and he couldn't twitch.

The little green snake was soft on him as if he had no bones, but the strength between his arms and thighs was amazing, and he could even feel the violent ups and downs of the body under the Dao God robe when it was close to him because of the gasping for breath.

"Master~Master~" The voice is also a lot softer than usual, constantly rubbing his body with a soft little waist, I don't know if he is uncomfortable being pressed, or longing for more.

A slightly sweet fragrance wafts through the air.

The clean silver-white robe was slightly wet and warm.

Ling Tiansu's brows furrowed even deeper, and he snorted softly, looking at her chaotic appearance that was almost about to lose her mind, and his head was also big for a while.

So I also saw the uselessness of this little guy from the side.

It is recorded in the book.

The snake is inherently sinful.

But with a little provocation of the threat, it turned out to be in estrus.

Look at the Shura King who is different and concentric, his face does not change, the eight winds do not move, and he can still be keen and witty to plot with him, and lead him into the game step by step.

In contrast, Tianjing said that she was a waste, but it was not bad.

Ling Tiansu turned away from the ice of the Changhai Sea, picked up the girl and walked towards the sea, without thinking about it, he threw the clothes into the sea together.

Plop.

The sea is bitterly cold, and when the waves crash, there is no temperature at all.

In Ling Tiansu's empty hands, I don't know when, there was suddenly an extra red stone.

In the stone, there is a leaf of black lotus as a companion.

......

......

The small scenery of the bamboo peak, the rain is clear and cloudy.

The drizzle opened a volume idly, the pen was held in ink, and the breeze copied the scriptures alone.

On the small stove on the case, the fragrant tea has been boiling, the hidden division pours the pen to stop, brushes the snow sleeves, takes the tea quietly, holds the teacup lightly with the plain hand, and puts the clear eyes into the sea of clouds, seeing the prosperity and withering glory of the world, the moon is white in the four mountains, and the rain falls into the glacier.

Rustling footsteps sounded.

The four invisible prohibitions hummed into it, like a golden ethereal spirit ancient bell, bringing a thatched hut and a white dress together in it.

The phoenix's eyes raised slightly, and she raised her eyes calmly to look at the man with a calm face and a drunken face under the golden light curtain.

This man's name is Mourning, the eighth son of the Emperor of the Wasteland, and the one who holds the authority of the five heavens of the Wasteland.

And her father.

This is the first time she has seen her father in 10,000 years.

She didn't know him.

But she recognized the gold badge between his collar.

Ignoring the prohibition of the golden bell tower, the man easily stepped through the shallow golden light into the small courtyard of the hut.

The smell of alcohol is smoky, but the pace is very steady.

He was dressed in a feast attire, and the golden badge between his collar shone brightly, showing his noble status, and looking at his dress, it seemed that he had just left the banquet.

In addition to the smell of alcohol, there is also a lingering feminine fragrance.

The man's eyes looked around with obvious disgust, snorted coldly, and was about to speak.

But seeing the woman in white next to the case, her expression was calm and calm, she took the teaspoon, scooped a cup of tea, her porcelain-white fingers fell on the outer wall of the teacup, and gently pushed the cup full of tea to the opposite side of her body.

The man looked stunned, as if he was a little surprised, and swallowed the disgusted cold words on the side of his mouth, he looked at Yin Si tilt's cold jade face, which was seven points similar to that woman, his eyes shook for a while, and he didn't say anything after all, he sat in front of her desk, took a sip of hot tea, and washed away the bitterness of the strong wine in his mouth.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Yes. She nodded slightly, and her eyes were as pale as hers.

The man frowned quietly, and his words seemed casual, but with a bit of inexplicable temptation: "Your mother told you?"

In the desolate sky, twilight always comes early, and the drizzle does not stop and the night is approaching.

Yinji's snow-covered face lifted, and his bright black jade eyes stared over: "Like my father, I haven't seen her. ”

This father, she called very calm, did not see any waves, and could not hear any emotions.

But when it fell into the ears of mourning, it was all awkward and uncomfortable.

He is merry by nature, there are countless beauties in the palace, and they are all gods of high status in the wilderness, so there are not a few outstanding children under his knees.

He is the eighth son of the desolate emperor, and he holds all the authority and order of the fifth day, even if he is his own blood heir, in front of him, a father is also extremely respectful, even with some flattery.

I have never used anyone to call this father's words so cold and insignificant.

Of course, what was even more awkward and surprising was that she was able to call him so naturally as water.

Mourning was silent for a moment while holding the tea, looked down at the tea leaves erected in the teacup, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that when we meet again after 10,000 years, you will take the initiative to call me father." ”

Yin Si poured his tone as if he was greeting: "Father has a good memory. ”

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she didn't know if she was mocking and sarcastic herself, or if she was really emotional.

He coughed lightly, put the tea he had only drunk on the table, and asked, "It's been a while since you came back, and she hasn't seen you once?"

Of course, Yin Sitian knew who this 'she' was referring to.

She shook her head slightly, "No." ”

This time, the silence was longer.

Yin Si tilt did not say any more, the pen into the ink washing water, the water is pure fairy water, the pen is put into it, two light swings, it is already white and clean.

The man who fell into deep thought suddenly found that today he rarely rose up to see this long-lost daughter once, and replaced it with other children, I am afraid that he has already been sincerely afraid, sweeping the couch to greet him.

And when she came to her, how did she become an indifferent appearance that was not on him at all, this cold and ruthless personality who didn't care about everything, but followed that woman.

Thinking like this, at this moment, Yu Guang suddenly saw the woman in white sitting quietly opposite, looking at the jade pen in her hand, her fingertips gently rubbed the snow-white between the jade pens with a touch of black wolf hair, and those cold eyes actually had a faint smile.

Mourning was very surprised, and couldn't help but glance at the brush a few more times, frowned, and said: "This sharp wolf hair, such a heavy demonic spirit, no, this is ...... The breath of the nine-tailed fox demon, you ......"

Yin Si quietly took a brocade pen box, unfolded and carefully placed the pen in it, then closed the box surface, put it in the big sleeve, and looked up at him with a very serious expression: "This pen is very good." ”

Mourning and frowning, he clearly saw that in the box he had just taken, dozens of the same brushes were placed in rows.

Where did she catch a nine-tailed fox, didn't she pull out the nine tails of other foxes......

How can a lonely person, like her mother, do something elegant, how can she have such a strange hobby?

I had the heart to ask more questions, but when I thought about today's intention, I couldn't help but stop this question in my heart.

He coughed lightly, stretched out his sleeves, looked at the woman in front of him, and said, "Do you know that a few days ago, you brought the seal of the Fire God given to you by your father into the Spirit Realm, and had a war conflict with the gods of the Divine Realm, preventing the Divine Realm from crusading against the Taicang Ancient Dragon, and allowing the Taicang Ancient Dragon and the God of Calamity to escape the pursuit of the Divine Order, which has already caused a great disaster. ”

Yin Si said: "So, grandpa punished me for copying scriptures in confinement again." ”

Mourning sneered: "Such a catastrophe, how can you be confined and copied to the scriptures to atonement the sin, it is just that the father loves you, pities you for the suffering of the 10,000 years of displacement, and deliberately protects and blesses you, otherwise, you would have been dragged to the sin bone platform, and suffered the pain of that day's fire, thunder and lightning." ”

Yin Si raised his phoenix eyes, very calm: "If grandpa is embarrassed, you can send me to the sin bone platform and use the divine fire seal privately, it is my fault, I should not act on things that do not belong to me, and I should be punished." ”