Lan Ye's expression was angry, his eyes were round, his hair stood upside down, and even billowing blue smoke was rising, but for some reason, Zhao Yun felt that this guy was holding back a laugh, but he couldn't laugh, because Lan Ye's voice had only taken a few breaths, and he felt a whirlwind of the world.

The next moment, he found that although he was only more than ten years old, his already tall body was inexplicably curled up, like a baby falling into the hands of seven babies.

"Hehehehe, you know so much, I don't have to hide it~ Not to mention that this can really be counted as my child. Qiwa hugged Zhao Yun and shook gently, but the stone face was like a living thing, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of brilliance.

... Lan Ye, did you give birth to a child... No, this guy won't have children...... Zhao Yun scolded angrily in his heart, but he was shaken out of mind.

After shaking for a while, Qiwa seemed to have passed the freshness, no longer shaking, and still holding Zhao Yun like a baby, but her pretty face turned to the woman on the other side of the purple fire.

Zhao Yun finally recovered a little from being dominated by the baby, his face turned pale, this was frightened, because he was a dignified priest master, and he was actually dizzy and disgusted by the seven babies a few times, and what was even more terrifying was that he had a feeling that if he didn't hold back, he was afraid that he would go against the tide of time and spit out a mouthful of milk that he drank as a child.

What a skill this is!

Just like Zhao Zilong's insight, it seems to be a kind of supreme rule in the dark, which cannot be defended and cannot be shaken off, as long as the other party follows the requirements of the rules, it will inevitably take effect.

However, Zhao Zilong's insight must not lie to himself, so that the other party cannot lie and conceal it, so what will be the rules of Qiwa's "spitting milk"?

"What are you thinking, in fact, this skill is really useless, if it succeeds in the end, I will be aroused 'mother's love', and I will not be able to kill you for ten days. ”

Qiwa's voice sounded, although she looked at Wen Daodan's side, she seemed to be able to know Zhao Yun's doubts.

"W-what's the use of this......"

"Silly boy, the so-called 'spitting up' is to spit out the essence of the first bite you ate, if you do vomit, then you will suffer a permanent weakness, unless you can find a way to drink that 'milk' back......"

“...... So, you're a purely disgusting skill, right?" Zhao Yun was speechless, feeling very unreal, feeling that those regular skills cultivated by the God Emperors seemed to be pitfalls.

Just like Zhao Zilong's skill, if someone asks you where to hit your next move during the battle, the scene must be very embarrassing, or you just need to think about the truth or dare you played in your previous life.

Hiss, Zhao Yun gasped when he thought of this, but he heard Qiwa sigh gloomily, and a complicated look appeared on his face.

Lan Ye heard the sigh of the seventh baby and said: "After the cat head came back, I remembered something again, presumably, this time is the last time I will call you 'perverted baby hugger'." ”

His tone was a little gloomy, as if he knew something bad.

"You are his armor back then, and it's normal to know it, but I can also ...... when I hear the familiar name at the end" Qiwa paused, turned to look at Lan Ye, with a smile on his face, and continued:

"Thank you so much!"

The smile on Qiwa's face almost instantly converged, and she gritted her teeth angrily, her phoenix eyes opened her nose and her nose fluttered, and she grabbed Zhao Yun's feet with one hand, and smashed it on Lan Ye's face with one hand.

There was a bang, and then Zhao Yun screamed one after another: "Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......, it hurts

He was used as a human hammer to smash Lan Ye, who knew that Lan Ye was very alert, and the moment the two collided, they drilled into Zhao Yun's soul, so only Zhao Yun was left on the ground and smashed up a burst of dust.

Qiwa let go of Zhao Yun and let the child roll on the ground in pain, her beautiful eyes wandered, and she looked around, as if the person who was about to die wanted to take a good look at everything she was familiar with.

Lan Ye came out again, standing side by side beside Qiwa, and Long Ye also appeared, looking solemn.

"So, this is the eighth time. Lan Ye said, a little embarrassed. Jiujiu Chinese

"Hehe, my name is Qiwa, naturally it's the seventh time, but maybe she won't be called Bawa. ”

"Every time you are a new life, dedicate yourself to a new body, you are actually equivalent to perdition, why do you have to take such a path?"

"Because, only if you have lived and really died, it is possible to be detached. Qiwa's eyes became hazy, but they revealed a determined light.

"Is this really possible?Is there really that ethereal rank above the God Emperor?" Lan Ye pursed his lips, as if asking Qiwa, and as if talking to himself, the Long Ye beside him, a pair of dragon eyes looked at Qiwa, but he was hesitant.

"Who knows, but I've been gone six times, how can I give up......" Qiwa smiled brightly, withdrew her gaze, and slowly raised her bare hand.

The temple shook, and then disappeared with a snap, but there was an extra stone in the palm raised by the seventh baby, surrounded by a chaotic aura, and the purple light was faint.

Zhao Yun rolled on the ground, suddenly felt a cool behind his eyes, and was surprised to find that he was no longer in the temple, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and was actually in a picturesque territory.

This made him subconsciously forget about the pain and get up in amazement.

This place is so extraordinary, it seems to be an ordinary mortal landscape, but every grass, tree, and water contains terrifying fluctuations of divine power, and streams of chaotic and ignorant divine will flow and fluctuate, evolving and transforming on their own.

In front of his eyes, there is really a grass that contains a wonder of the world, and there is also a tree with only one cell but towering into the sky and boundless.

"This is a blessed place that I have hidden, and after so many years of cultivation, I finally use it today. Qiwa seemed to be talking to herself, and she also seemed to be talking to Zhao Yun.

"I have to ask you for today's affairs" Qiwa didn't look back, but was talking to Zhao Yun: "Wait for me to go, it will no longer exist, Wen Daodan may need a while, this blessed land will become a cocoon to help her transform, and I want you to take it with you." ”

"What do you mean? What can I do, no, it's not important, what are you going to do to Wen Daodan?" Zhao Yun frowned, although Qiwa helped them a lot, but there are many records of classical fantasy, and he didn't want Wen Daodan to change people in the future.

"Hehe, this kid is still quite heartbroken, but you don't have to worry, I know your torn clothes, he will tell you, wait a minute, you don't have to do anything, just cooperate, she will hide in the whirlpool of your soul after turning into a cocoon, until the day of extreme sublimation. ”

Zhao Yun's face was serious, but he didn't relax, his eyes swept at Lan Ye, but he saw Lan Ye nodding, and said with a slight gloom: "You can trust her, I'll tell you later." ”

"Hehe, that's right......" Qiwa laughed coquettishly, made a baby-hugging gesture to Lan Ye, and in the latter's face that instantly gathered into an old orange, he raised his legs and walked towards Wen Daodan.

In the first step, the stone coat melts off like mercury,

The second step, the flawless delicate body burns the purple flame,

In the third step, the skin and flesh are like jade,

In the fourth step, the jade bones are no longer burned.

In the fifth step, the purple fire rewinds the soul and manifests,

The sixth step, the spirit turns into a phoenix and cries blood,

In the seventh step, the purple fire dissipates into nothingness.

"Alas, a generation of beauties has died, and the chaotic ancient phoenix that has amazed the eternals may never appear again......" Seeing his contemporaries pass away in front of his eyes, Lan Ye choked his wrists and sighed.

With his sigh, Wen Daodan, who had been silent, raised his head violently and let out a sharp cry, like the rising sun in the east, full of vitality.