The woman's words were very light, and they sounded like an immortal with vast magical powers who could go to heaven and earth, and Shen Ling could do what he wanted to do.

Shen Ling never thought of being an immortal, he just thought that he could return to Changgan with his sweetheart, and it was enough to live this life happily and carefree.

She held her mother's hand and shook the feather fan, and said what she thought in her heart: "Mother, in fact, it's not entirely because I don't want to wear this dress that I don't want to be an immortal, but I can't be an immortal, how can I be so stupid, so easy to deceive, and so easy to be bullied by others..."

"I only hope that Brother Yufeng can be safe and sound, and I can grow old with Brother Yufeng in this life, and never be separated, and I will be satisfied. ”

The woman looked at Shen Ling's lovely appearance that people had to pity, and listened to Shen Ling's evaluation of herself, and couldn't help but smile.

After Shen Ling finished speaking, the woman put away her smile and said, "That's not good, since my mother is an immortal, then my mother's baby daughter must also be an immortal..."

"Not only immortals, but also gods. The first goddess of the Three Realms who can cross the heavenly pass eight times and slash the heavenly demons eight times! is more amazing than her mother's mother. ”

Shen Ling, who was half a head shorter than the woman, stood beside the woman holding the woman's hand, making the already petite and delicate body even more petite.

Shen Ling raised his head to look at his mother, only to see that his mother's face showed a seriousness that he had never seen before.

She couldn't understand what her mother meant. She doesn't understand what is an immortal and a goddess, what is the eight heavenly passes, and the eight heavenly demons.

She looked at her mother motionlessly and said softly, "Mother, you... You're talking nonsense, aren't you?"

The woman is a descendant of an ancient god, who has gone through thousands of years of changes in the human world, and although she does not agree with the opportunities that cultivators pay attention to, she also knows that there is such a thing as an opportunity in this world.

Before the opportunity comes, everything is in vain, and if the opportunity comes, everything will fall into place.

The woman didn't explain much to Shen Ling, but only shook the feather fan and said, "Girl, my mother will tell you one thing, and after saying this, you are telling your mother if you want to be an immortal." ”

Shen Ling asked, "What is it?"

The woman said: "You are bent on thinking that you want to grow old with your little lover, but have you ever thought that your little lover is a person born with a Taoist heart?"

Shen Ling knew that his sweetheart was the so-called innate Dao heart, and he would always have some strange dreams, but Shen Ling didn't know what was going on with his sweetheart's innate Dao heart, and what it meant to his sweetheart.

The woman shook her feather fan and said: "A person who is born with a Taoist heart, in short, is a person who can transcend the world, enter the holy and see the hidden, to put it more thoroughly, that is the most among people, a person who can ascend to heaven and enter the Tao, this kind of person comes to the world because he is burdened with an unknown mission, and when the mission is completed, he will leave the world." ”

Shen Ling didn't understand anything when she heard it, but she heard her mother mention things related to her sweetheart, and she listened very carefully, and asked with a frown: "Leaving the world, where will Brother Yufeng go after completing his mission?"

The woman said, "Of course, it is to return to heaven." ”

Shen Ling's face changed: "If Brother Yufeng goes to the sky, then... So what should I do?"

"You don't want to be an immortal, of course you can only stay in the world. ”

Shen Ling was anxious, grabbed his mother's elbow tightly, and shouted: "No, no, I don't want to stay in the world, I want to go to heaven with Brother Yufeng." ”

The woman glanced at Shen Ling and said angrily: "Then how can you do it? You don't want to be an immortal, if you are not an immortal, you will fall down if you go to the sky." ”

Shen Ling jumped up anxiously, and said in a coquettish and somewhat nonsensical tone: "I want to be an immortal, I want to be an immortal, I want to go to the sky with Brother Yufeng, I don't want to be alone..."

The woman smiled as if she had succeeded in her conspiracy: "Why are you going to be an immortal again?

"I... I..."

Shen Ling was stunned for a moment: "I can change my body." ”

The woman raised her head and made a non-negotiable look: "That's not good, my mother's clothes, that is what every immortal must wear, if you change your clothes, then you are not an immortal." ”

Shen Ling's mouth was deflated, his eyes were red, and he hissed aggrievedly: "How can there be such a reason, people don't want to wear it, and they have to force others to wear it..."

The woman heard Shen Ling's voice about to cry, and her heart was a little unbearable, and she couldn't help but secretly take a breath: "Girl, you don't wear it now, how do you know that your little lover will not like it? ”

"And, even if your little lover doesn't like it, your mother will help you beat him until he likes it, what are you worried about?"

Shen Ling immediately protested and shouted, "No, mother, you can't beat Brother Yufeng." ”

The woman deliberately playfully asked, "Why can't you beat it?"

Shen Ling pouted and said, "Anyway, you can't beat me, if you want to beat me." ”

The woman closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side, and patted her forehead with a feather fan: "Then you just don't want to be an immortal, and you don't want to be with your little lover?"

Shen Ling tilted his head and said firmly: "It's gone, I want to be an immortal, and I want to be with Brother Yufeng, anyway, I just don't wear clothes like my mother to make Brother Yufeng unhappy, and my mother can't beat my brother Yufeng." ”

The woman's mood changed in the dark.

The daughter in front of her, who took a lot of effort to accept, only knew that her sweetheart was born with a Taoist heart, but she didn't know that she was different, and she was the only little lover in her heart, who was willing to live and die for him, and she didn't know the meaning of her existence at all. Could it be that the moon, which is on the same level as the sun, can really only revolve around the sun?

The woman wanted to tease Shen Ling, but she couldn't help Shen Ling's stubbornness, if she continued like this, the little girl's tears were afraid that they would come down again; the woman shook her head and sighed: "Okay, okay, you are your mother's baby daughter, you are the biggest, if you don't like to wear your mother's clothes, then don't wear it, you are reluctant to let your mother beat your little lover, then your mother won't beat you, your mother will listen to you for everything, okay?"

Shen Lingliu smiled brightly, and nodded as a matter of course: "Mmmmmm, it's okay, it's okay." ”

The woman was completely defeated by Shen Ling. She can be said to have never been defeated in her life, but in front of Shen Ling, she had to admit that she was defeated. If she is defeated, she can't get angry, and she has to coax Shen Ling with a good voice, for fear that Shen Ling's victory will not be happy enough.

Shen Ling remembered more important things than what he had just said, and his face immediately fell again: "Mother, you just said that you can't be an immortal if you don't wear your body, then wouldn't I..."

The woman just wanted to end the topic quickly, and hurriedly replied: "You can be an immortal without wearing it, you can be an immortal if you wear anything..."

"Then you just..."

The woman knew what Shen Ling wanted to say, so she interrupted Shen Ling's words: "That's for others, you are your mother's precious daughter, of course you have privileges that no one else has." ”

Shen Ling asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. ”

The woman lifted her head and returned to the appearance of being confident in everything: "How can my mother be willing to lie to you?"

Shen Ling put his mind at ease, and his mind returned to his sweetheart who didn't know when he would wake up. She didn't tell her mother the inexplicable intimacy she had when she first saw the white-clothed fairy in her dream, and that intimacy had disappeared when her sweetheart appeared in the full sun.

The woman sat down in the same place, put down the feather fan in her hand and made a cup of tea, and said leisurely: "Girl, put on your little pink coat, and help my mother to call your lustful sister over." ”

Shen Ling recalled the way her mother used to call the little perverted girl, and said in surprise: "Mother, didn't you just wave your hand, and she would come over immediately? Why do you want me to call this time?"

"This time it's different from before, your perverted sister is now sitting at the gate and throwing a tantrum. ”

The woman waved her hand as usual: "See, no, she can't swish, she has begun to rebel." ”

"Okay, then I'll go and call the perverted sister over. Shen Ling pursed his lips, answered, turned around and put on his clothes.

The morning glow gradually stacked up from the mountains in the distance of the Tien Tian Mountains.

On the highest floor of the hundreds of steps outside the Spring Dream Building, there was a lonely girl in black yarn.

It was a little perverted girl who was deceived by her mother in the name of hugging her in the abyss, but was kicked by her mother and vomited blood.

Ever since she left the bloody abyss in a fit of rage, the little pervert has been sitting here. After most of the night, the anger in her heart still hasn't subsided.

In the past, she was upset by her mother because of a sentence, and she was beaten by her mother, and even beaten by her mother for no reason, she never took it to heart, but this time she felt that her mother was really too crazy and too much.

She couldn't bear it.

It's just unbearable for uncles and unbearable aunts.

It's okay to beat it up if you have nothing to do, after all, you are born by your mother who doesn't know how many months she was pregnant. However, how can there be a mother in this world who tricks her daughter into beating her?

And the hand is still so heavy, and the expression afterwards is so comfortable, I don't even look at it, as if I am not biological at all.

The little pervert felt that after so many years, it was time to resist. It's nothing to be beaten by your mother, what's wrong with your mother's parents, it's getting more and more unreasonable, not to mention that you're such a big person, if you are seen beating yourself, you don't have to think about it, it's a shame.

She still has to go out to scare people, how can she be ashamed?

The little pervert who had just sat on the steps thought to herself: No matter what, my mother has to admit her mistake to me, say sorry, and write a letter of guarantee that she will never beat me again in the future. Otherwise, this thing is not over, huh!

After an hour, the little pervert didn't see the shadow of her mother at all. Her thoughts gradually became: No matter what, my mother has to comfort me and coax me, heal my wounds, hug me well, kiss me, otherwise I will sit here and die.

Another hour passed, and the little pervert still didn't see the shadow of her mother. Her thoughts became: Come and see me, wave at me, and tell me to come in, right? If not, I'll kill myself.

After another hour, the little pervert still didn't see the shadow of her mother. Her thoughts became: Mother, my requirements are so low, what do you want me to do, why don't you give me a step and let me go down, it's cold and uncomfortable for me to sit here alone...

The little pervert has made a big, big, simple concession, but the little pervert didn't receive the steps given by her mother until dawn.

However, there are hundreds of steps at the feet of the little perverted woman.

On the bottom step, a sneaky black shadow silently emerged.

The black shadow crept out of the flowers, looked up, and quietly hid back in the flowers.

Although the little perverted girl held her breath, her perception was still as sharp as usual. Not only did she notice someone below, but she also noticed who was hiding in the flowers.

She painted the face of the femme fatale, and a strange smile appeared. The head also nodded slowly, with a treacherous look on his chest.

At that moment, his figure flashed and disappeared on the steps.

The flowers and plants hiding from the dark shadows were pushed away, and a head poked out. The black shadow's movements were very slight, barely making a sound, and at first glance it looked like a veteran who was good at stealing chickens and dogs.

He poked his head out and looked up the steps boldly, but he didn't see the little pervert who was sitting on the steps just now.

A low, terrifying roar came from behind the shadows...

The shadow hurriedly turned around, and a mantle-haired, fang-baring monster suddenly appeared behind him.

Unexpectedly, before the monster could officially scare the black shadow, the black shadow had already shouted first: "You girl, Lao Tzu is not even afraid of people, and he is afraid of you, a lonely ghost, to die!"

The black shadow kicked out, right in the belly of the little pervert who wanted to scare him.

The little perverted girl who was kicked out and injured by her mother felt another sharp pain in her abdomen, and she couldn't help but let out a scream and fell to the ground.

The vigorous black shadow took the opportunity to pounce, grabbed the placket of the little perverted girl's clothes, raised his fist and was about to beat it down, but he showed a panicked look: "Yes... Be... It's you..."

recognized the black shadow of the little pervert, and knew that it was not the opponent of the little pervert, so he immediately let go of the little pervert, turned around and ran away.

The little perverted girl covered her abdomen, endured the pain, gritted her teeth and said: "Damn, even you dare to kick grandma, grandma wants to pump your tendons, pick your skin, eat your flesh, and break your body to pieces..."

The little perverted woman, whose face was white and blue, was a little worried that she would let the black shadow run away, and before the severe pain dissipated, she bent over and chased out.

The black shadow did not look back, his hands were used for two feet, and he ran and climbed up the steps to escape.

The little perverted girl looked at the black shadow who was killing herself, and lifted the corners of her lips, and said coldly: "Strange is wonderful, even fucking running up there, grandma wants to see where you can run!"