Ling Tiansu shook his wrist and used his dexterity to open the paper umbrella, and a small note floated down from the umbrella, and there was only one word on the note.

Sweet.

Muzi was confused.

Luo Qingyi recalled the three words written in honey syrup when Ling Tiansu nibbled on grapes, and remembered where that plate of grapes was finally delivered.

Only by eating the half of the grape full of saliva can you see the problem on the plate.

Luo Qingyi didn't expect that His Highness would really eat it.

I didn't expect to reply in a serious way......

Among Kyushu, the most unlikely to be emotional characters are now openly playing the game of feeding sugar here.

Said to be the best evil ghost baby, the one who kills gods in the world.

What about your cold-blooded cruelty?

What about your merciless killing?

That's it? That's it?

Who would have thought that the prince of a dignified country would write a 'sweet' word, because he was nervous and serious and wrote it one stroke at a time, just like the handwriting of a child who has just read and write.

Luo Qingyi glanced at His Royal Highness the son of her family with a faint look.

Turning silently, she returned to the edge of the snow cliff, the cold wind blew her hair and whiteness, she pursed her lips, then rubbed the corners of her forehead, and said, "I need to calm down and digest this fact." ”

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Distant mountains, Huanghuang Palace.

In the gold and copper basin furnace, the carbon fire is burning vigorously.

The snow outside the hall was cold, and the wind and snow were howling.

Huai Shan knelt on one knee on the ground, holding the cold sheathed black knife on the ground, like the middle-aged man in front of the case constantly reporting the situation.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a white light robe, with a broad figure, and his ten fingers overlapped on the palm of the case, a white and delicate jade like a woman's hand.

The other palm is rough and ugly, and the palm lines are as deep as a ravine.

Listening to Huaishan's report, the middle-aged man's eyebrows were so gloomy that they were about to drip water, he took an ink strip, poured a little water into the dry inkstone, and grinded it carefully.

The man said in a deep voice: "According to what you say, more than a thousand elite fox demon warriors of our clan have really reached the realm of the southern land in this way?"

Huai Shan's eyebrows were pressed very low, his eyes showed a look of pain and sadness, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "More than a thousand people of the same clan, none of them survived, only the patriarch returned to the clan territory last night." ”

As he spoke, Huai Shan raised a handsome face filled with hatred: "Second Elder, last night I saw that the patriarch returned to his soul, obviously he had no intention of planning for my clan to dominate the future in a short period of time, the half-demon of the Southern Clan is currently the biggest enemy of our clan, if the young master of the Southern Clan is not solved as soon as possible, the fate of our clan is worrying!"

Mu Pianfeng's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Solution?If it weren't for our great and benevolent patriarch, when the half-demon was weak, he deliberately released water, which led to the return of the tiger to the mountain, and now this situation is all thanks to our patriarch, and now, even the old patriarch has died in the hands of that evil animal!"

Speaking of this, Mu Pianfeng's rough palm burst out, the ink strip in his hand suddenly shattered, and his gloomy face gradually became hideous: "He Mu Lianzhuo even gave birth to an amazing daughter, for one."

His own sons and daughters are in love, and they completely disregard the safety of their family and collude with those bastard half-demons! Right now, outside the sea area, our young master of the Northern Clan is still able to walk with the remnants of the Southern Clan to try to level the land of my northern frontier, hehe......"

His black eyes overflowed with a devouring demonic aura: "The dog raised in the past was disobedient, and now he even points his claws and fangs at his homeland, such a young master, I'm afraid I will leave you behind!"

Huaishan's color changed suddenly, but soon when he met the eyes of the paste, his heart was awe-struck, and he lowered his eyebrows again, and his face was buried in shadows.

He said in a deep voice: "The young master's heart is no longer in my clan, she has been incarnated as Tingyuxuan Su Jiu'er for three years, but she has not planned for our clan, and her subordinates also think that the young master's choice should be another person." ”

The old patriarch has died, and Mu Pianfeng's desire for power has suddenly faded a lot, and Mu Lianzhuo's waste alone can't keep the position of the patriarch.

Things that can be easily obtained are not very important now.

He leaned back on his seat and looked at Huai Shan condescendingly: "Then in your opinion, who is the best candidate for the young patriarch." ”

Huai Shan was silent for a moment, as if he was struggling, but soon, the struggle in his eyes was replaced by hatred and the blood of his clan: "Miss Jingxue, the sixth granddaughter of the Second Elder, although she is not as good as the nine-tailed demon vein awakened when Miss Ziwu was born, but among the contemporary clan, being able to awaken the six-tailed demon vein is already a genius that is rare in a thousand years. ”

Mu Pianfeng's eyes were wrinkled, and the moment Huaishan raised his head to look at him, his gaze quickly returned to normal: "Jingxue is still young, and she is a squeamish son who has been protected by her family since she was a child, although her cultivation is not bad, but after all, she is still too young, and now she is supported as the young master of the Northern Clan, there is only a hundred harms and no benefits." ”

Huai Shan was stunned for a moment, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Mu Pian Feng is a person with a thin heart, and there are countless children under his knees, among the more than 1,000 Northern compatriots who died in the land of the Southern Jin Dynasty, there are also Mu Pian Feng's direct sons and daughters among them.

However, for their deaths, Mu Pian Feng did not show much sadness and concern.

At the moment, Mu Jingxue is undoubtedly the best candidate for him to stabilize the Northern Clan, but Mu Pianfeng refuses to act like this.

It can be seen how much he cherishes this sixth lady.

Mu Pian's quiet tone interrupted Huaishan's contemplation: "Wait until the shepherd dies." ”

He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Stay until the road ahead is unhindered, that is, the day when this child will assume the unification......"

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

The door of the temple made of fine iron was suddenly opened by a fierce force, and the broken iron and stone door pieces flew into the hall indiscriminately, Huaishan knelt on one knee, and before he could get up, he was directly hit by a broken iron block in the back, and the sound of breaking bones sounded.

Two streams of blood spurted out directly from Huaishan's mouth and nose, and the whole person was slammed forward, falling to the ground and convulsing, looking at the tall figure outside the temple gate with a frightened face.

Mu Pianfeng's eyes were slightly raised, and the slender jade hand like a woman's soft jade hand was gently pointed towards the void, and the chaotic fragments of the iron door suddenly turned into countless iron filings, blowing up towards the outside of the hall, with bursts of sharp howls like ghost crying, blowing the hair of the men outside the hall to hunt.

The iron filings are sharp, and a few strands of hair are chopped off.

Mu Lianzhuo's face was like a cold

Frost, one palm against the wall of the entrance of the hall, the whole hall rumbling under his palm.

's voice suppressed the monstrous anger: "Dog-like debris, no matter how disobedient Zi Wei is, it is also my Mu Lianzhuo's child, if you want to move her, you can't die!"

Mu Pian Feng narrowed his eyes, looking at the waste patriarch whose momentum was completely different from the past, and his heart sank.

He didn't expect that Mu Ziwei would occupy such weight in the heart of this wasteful and cowardly patriarch, you must know that when the patriarch's wife was thrown into the ice prison, he never saw him stand up and say a word.

Today, the reaction is so big, and it looks like it is desperate to die endlessly, which is really a little frightening.

Mu Pianfeng's expression was uncertain, and after a while, he looked at Mu Lianzhuo's red eyes full of murderous intent, and said in a deep voice: "What if I say that this is what the old patriarch meant?"

Mu Lianzhuo's expression froze, but soon, his deep eyes narrowed sharply, and his murderous aura was awe-inspiring: "Now I'm not dead, the patriarch of the Northern Clan is me! It's not you! It's not him! Now the Northern Clan is being stirred up by you to be a demon or a demon, a demon is not a demon, and it's the incompetence of the patriarch to contaminate the chaotic causes and effects of those underworlds! As the patriarch, I'm a complete defeat! Now, as a father! As long as I don't die for a day, Zi Worry will be my child one day! No matter who it means——"

His cold and murderous gaze swept on the faces of Huaishan and Mu Pian Feng: "If you dare to beat her idea, then turn into a white bone and cold corpse under the deep snow in the northern Xinjiang!"

The atmosphere in the air suddenly tensed to the starting point, and the cold wind and freezing snow poured into the main hall, brushing Mu Lianzhuo's cuffs, making his killing machine even colder.

Huaishan clutched his chest with surging blood and suppressed the urge to cough up blood, looking at the appearance of the patriarch, his mind was undecided.

The ink in the inkstone is frozen by the cold wind, exuding a faint coldness.

Under the eye of Mu Lianzhuo, Mu Pianfeng slowly stood up, patted the wind and frost on his face, and revealed a smiling expression.

"The little nephew of the patriarch is not thinking too much, the second uncle is just casually mentioning, not to mention that the black water sea is thousands of miles apart, every time I cross the sea, my clan will cost a great price, even if the shepherd is worried about outsiders, they don't know how to cross the sea, so naturally they will not have a confrontation with our clan.

What's more, I heard that now the strength of the young master of Zi Wei is still up to the realm of Tongyuan, which is slightly stronger than me who has taken the power of the underworld, even if I have a murderous intent, how can I kill her. ”

Mu Lianzhuo looked at him gloomily and was silent.

Today's strength of Mu Pian Feng seems to be true of the Tongyuan realm, but this time his father left the clan, and the thing left behind was not handed over to him, but handed over to the second uncle Mu Pian Feng, which is very disturbing.

Mu Pian Feng suddenly smiled, walked in front of him, patted the snowflakes on his shoulder, and said, "The patriarch's little nephew is concerned about it. ”

With an extremely confident smile on his face, a strange black mark flickered at the mouth of his palm, and continued: "There is the North Dead Sea as the boundary, Kyushu in the world, even if that Wu Ying goes here in person, she will never be able to cross the other side, even if she is anxious to die, she doesn't have that ability." ”

Mu Lianzhuo coldly patted the girly palm on his shoulder, and glanced at him with a cold gaze: "I'm really looking forward to seeing your confident face broken." ”

Mu Pianfeng laughed, knowing that he cared about the last thing that the old patriarch handed over to him instead of him, the patriarch, and he was angry in his heart, so he would say such unrealistic angry words.