The depth of the temple is a thousand feet, and at the end stands a colorful sacred mountain, which at first glance looks like a colorful painting.

When he got closer, Diao Xiaosi was stunned to realize that it was not really a mountain, but a colorful fairy couch.

On the fairy couch, auspicious clouds are flying, and the fairy aura is permeated, and there is a sleeping palace beauty.

When Diao Xiaosi's eyes fell on the sleeping face of the palace beauty, his breathing couldn't help but stop suddenly, his whole body was boiling with blood, his chest seemed to be about to burst, and his gaze was deeply fixed and could no longer be moved.

What a beautiful peerless face, the clouds and temples are fragrant, the cheeks are icy and the skin is jade, the bright teeth and eyebrows are in the skirt and the moon, just like the begonia sleeping in the spring and the moon is in the sky, so beautiful that people dare not look at it, even if it is a casual glimpse, it will teach the heart to be drunk, and the soul will be eliminated, so that the time in this moment will become eternal.

Diao Xiaosi believes that no matter how gorgeous the rhetoric and how brilliant the brush, it is difficult to describe the thrilling beauty in front of him.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and yes—the beauty of the palace costume looked exactly like the old mother in the painting, but it was younger, like a young girl in the prime of her life.

But is she really the mother who gave birth to herself, the woman who gave me bones and hair, and conceived me with my flesh and blood, and my dear love?

Diao Xiaosi hesitated, his heart trembling for no reason, lest the search for thousands of rivers and mountains would end up being just an empty joy. You must know that the most cruel thing in the world is not that you can't see hope, but that you just touch hope but turn into despair in the next moment.

His lips moved, and a voice in his throat rolled around like boiling water, but he couldn't say it.

- Why did she sleep in this Asgard at the bottom of the abyss?

- Why did she become so young that she didn't feel the slightest vicissitudes of time?

- When she wakes up, will she recognize herself?

Countless questions turned around in Diao Xiaosi's mind, and he stood in front of the fairy couch in a daze, looking up at the palace beauties sleeping high on the couch, with an extremely complicated expression.

Blood-related relationships are really a very mysterious feeling. Since he can remember, he has never seen his mother, has not felt the slightest maternal love, and has never been cared for by her at all. Yes, it's just the horrific memories left by the dead old man and the black coffin.

He stared at her quietly, his eyes moistening unconsciously, and he raised his face to let the tears flow back.

In the mortal world, she was ambitious and had mixed reputations, and even after her death, talking about "a generation of demon concubines" still makes people talk about it. But what does all this have to do with Lao Tzu? All I want is a mother-in-law.

Finally, he made up his mind, took a deep breath and looked at the palace beauties on the fairy couch again.

At this time, he was stunned to see a man in green clothes with a grim face standing in front of the fairy couch.

He seems to be younger than Diao Xiaosi, but the depths of his eyes reveal the vicissitudes of ancient times, as if he has experienced thousands of centuries of white clouds and dogs, and his independence is still the same.

Diao Xiaosi was taken aback, he dared to bet his head that when he raised his head, there would definitely be no one in front of the fairy couch.

However, after he glanced at the man in Tsing Yi for the second time, he immediately stopped mentioning this stubble.

Because Diao Xiaosi suddenly realized that in fact, the man in Tsing Yi had always been here, but he didn't realize it.

Even at this moment, he still couldn't see through the depth of the man in Tsing Yi, and this usually meant that the other party's cultivation was far beyond the upper limit of his own insight, and it was likely that he was the strongest person he encountered when he came to the Nine Shadows.

"Have you seen enough?" the man in Tsing Yi spoke slowly, and his tone did not hide a high-minded commanding spirit.

Diao Xiaosi could feel that this guy looked at himself with dissatisfaction in his eyes, just like ...... is not satisfied with a little ant that suddenly broke into the house, and I don't feel that my heart is on fire. But thinking of the unfathomable strength and weird and inexplicable origin of the man in Tsing Yi, Diao Xiaosi felt that when he saw his mother for the first time, he should not fight and kill when she was napping, why should he be well-behaved?

Thinking of this, Diao Xiaosi swallowed his anger and squeezed out a bright smile, and said, "How do I call it, I am ......"

"I'm not interested in who you are, and I don't want to know why you're here. ”

The man in Tsing Yi coldly cut off Diao Xiaosi's words and said, "Nian is the only one who can enter the Mending Heaven Palace over the years, hurry up!"

"What are you kidding, I'm a person from the Heavenly Palace!"

Diao Xiaosi rarely had a polite time, and he actually put a hot face on his cold buttocks, and couldn't help but scold the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the man in Tsing Yi, raised his handsome face and said proudly: "Look carefully, do I look very similar to her?"

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head indifferently and said, "It's not like that." ”

Diao Xiaosi said angrily: "Fart! Look at my eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, mouth, and chin......"

The man in Tsing Yi didn't speak, and with a flick of his fingers, he conjured up a glass fairy mirror that was shining on Diao Xiaosi's face.

Diao Xiaosi looked at the face reflected in the mirror, and was dumbfounded, winked embarrassedly at the man in Tsing Yi, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I'm sorry to make a mistake, it's not this face, wait for me to change it-"

"Ding-" The glazed fairyland turned into a beam of blue light and disappeared, and the man in Tsing Yi didn't wait for Diao Xiaosi to recover his true appearance, and suddenly opened his right hand and grabbed his chest with five fingers and said: "I said, no matter who you are, I, no, feeling, interest, fun!"

Diao Xiaosi looked at the attacking right claw in shock, his body and even his mind were controlled by an invisible force, not only could he not move, but he couldn't even raise half of his fighting spirit.

Where is this slender and pale hand that was caught, where in the world can there be a hand that can make you so afraid?!

He immediately understood that he couldn't break the grasp of the man in Tsing Yi at all. Not to mention fighting, it is impossible to dodge and escape.

This grasp is simple, but it contains a strong aura of desolation, which is vaguely similar to the sword spirit of the Kunwu Divine Sword.

No wonder the man in Tsing Yi looked at himself with ant-like eyes, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too great to be at the same level at all.

The dead old man once taught him that when encountering an enemy with too much disparity in strength, the best way to defeat him is not to fight desperately or run away, but to convince him with reason, to warm him with affection, to buy him with money, and to defeat him shamelessly!

So although Diao Xiaosi's face turned pale with fright, he gave up resistance completely, and he couldn't understand how the man in Tsing Yi could be allowed to sleep next to his mother's couch, he still didn't forget to shout: "Mom, someone bullied your son!"

The man in Tsing Yi grabbed Diao Xiaosi's neck with his hand, and his sword eyebrows rose slightly: "You still dare to talk nonsense?!"

Diao Xiaosi's cold hair stood on end, and he knew that the man in Tsing Yi only needed to use his fingers lightly, and his neck would inevitably rattle and break into two, so he simply said: "Actually, you have already guessed my identity, right? Are you not interested in Lao Tzu, only interested in my mother?!"

The man in Tsing Yi stared at Diao Xiaosi's face, and suddenly asked, "Who is it, telling you that she is here?"

Diao Xiaosi was secretly happy when he heard this, since the man in Tsing Yi acquiesced in his guess, he shouldn't have killed people for a while, destroyed corpses, and destroyed traces, right?

He settled down, his brain immediately became active, and he gushed endlessly: "Handsome guy, do you believe that there is telepathy in this world, even if it is thousands of miles away, I can hear my mother's call from the bottom of my heart...... Okay, I'll admit it's, but the reality is that Cheng Shenzhu knows that she's here. ”

The man in Tsing Yi's eyes were cold, and he flashed a murderous intent: "Who is Cheng Shenzhu?"

"Do you think I look like someone who betrayed my friends, especially a righteous brother like Cheng Shenzhu!"

"If it weren't for his clever guidance all the way, how would I be able to find Longkong Mountain smoothly in the huge place? If it weren't for him who regarded the glory and wealth of the heavenly court as a floating cloud, and resolutely abandoned the high-ranking officials of Marshal Shenlei and accompanied me up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire, how could I eliminate the rare sight of my relatives? In short, in short, don't think that you can make me bow my head with threats. You can't do anything to betray your brother, your head can be broken, your blood can be shed, and your righteous anger can't be lost!"

"Shenlei Marshal Shi Cheng?" the five fingers of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly tightened, and he asked, "Where is he?"

Diao Xiaosi's eyes rolled and whimpered, and he weakly reached out and pointed upward.

The man in Tsing Yi raised his sword eyebrows and groaned for a long time, and Diao Xiaosi babbled ****: "My mother-it's okay, right?"

The man in Tsing Yi didn't answer, and Diao Xiaosi didn't give up and asked, "Hey, what is the relationship between you and my mother?"

The man in Tsing Yi still didn't respond, and Diao Xiaosi was not discouraged and said again: "Can you let me hug my mother?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi said lightly: "You can see that she has made an exception, don't get another inch." ”

Diao Xiaosi said dissatisfiedly: "What is this called? Lao Tzu is the same, the same, no, feeling, interest, and fun to you, but you can't dominate my mother without skin, face, shame, or shame." Even if you want to be my stepfather, you have to pass Lao Tzu first, you ......"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt an invincible and terrifying will go straight through his mind, and he grabbed his memories without saying a word, and searched for even the most private things.

Diao Xiaosi was shocked and angry, and scolded: "You baba are not allowed to look around, that's ...... My wife and I were in the shower!"

The man in Tsing Yi turned a deaf ear and said, "If you don't want to hurt her, don't come back in the future." ”

Diao Xiaosi glared at the man in Tsing Yi and said, "What is it for?"

The man in Tsing Yi said: "Maybe you will understand in the future, but not now, if you can live until that time......"

Before he finished speaking, his face changed suddenly, and he saw that there was a small box in Diao Xiaosi's hand at some point, and his five fingers were smashed with a "click".

"Boom!" A brilliant multicolored divine light burst out from the shattered soul storage box, which was a wisp of Zhang Lihua's remnant soul left in the world, roaring towards the immortal couch.

"You've really caused a catastrophe—" The man in Tsing Yi lost his mind for a moment, staring at the remnant soul that flew towards the fairy couch in a daze.

After all, I can't stop it, and what should happen will happen after all.

Even with infinite supernatural powers, he still lost to a guy called "Providence".

At the same time, Diao Xiaosi's mind suddenly exploded, as if countless black fragments were falling like rain, the heavens and the earth were collapsing, and the world was collapsing......