The fierce blue red eyes glanced at him and said with a smile, "your mother, the goddess, did it really hard."
Crazy LAN looked at the skin behind his mask. His complexion was white, his earrings were suffused with a shallow blush, and his dark hair was bright and fragrant. This man was very good-looking. When he saw him, he always thought about his appearance after his transformation. Would he be as handsome as him.
Lin Ziyi couldn't see the sight of the raging waves and naturally didn't notice them. He smiled bitterly and said, "isn't it? My mother has always been very difficult."
Thinking of his mother, Lin Ziyi had no fatigue at all, and his eyes were bright and divine.
"However, if you find Lengyue people, it's all about Wuling mainland. As long as you uncover Wuling mainland, all the mysteries will be solved." he has been waiting for this day. He wants to know how brother Ziming died. He doesn't believe that he will betray such a kind man.
The wild LAN body came forward slightly and looked at him. He could see the pain that flashed through his eyes. Is there any important people and things here?
"Sir, you..."
"I'm all right?" Lin Ziyi smiled and looked at the white shadow not far away. He quickly disappeared in place and followed the past. This time, he must find out what happened to the Cold Moon Clan?
Lin Ziyi's magic has always been promoted with his ability.
To say, in this world, the two brothers are the ones who really have talent against the sky.
Magic and spiritual power were promoted at the same time, and they entered level 15 when they were less than 20. The two brothers' talents surpassed their father.
This was discovered when fanlan saw Lin Ziyi.
Because of this, it didn't think too much at that time, so it made a contract with him.
Now Shenyu is a strong force in the region. Today, the world has become the strongest existence in the whole continent.
The surrounding continents bowed down.
It is also the world of their dragon family.
Lin Ziyi released his magic to the extreme, hid his own breath, and followed the false Wenxian all the way in. He could hear the strange voice of women. He didn't have to think about it. He also knew what those people were doing.
Wall repair, why do Lengyue people have wall repair techniques.
This technique was destroyed hundreds of years ago, and now it actually appears here.
Lengyue clan, it's really disgusting.
Lin Ziyi resisted the urge to vomit and released Kui Lingsan all the way. Today, he will destroy it with his own hands.
Through understanding, as a part of soul devouring spirit, there is a continuation of wall repair techniques.
He actually sat face to face with fake Wenxian drinking tea. Now he wants to spit out even the overnight meal.
Craze found his action. He asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you really want to do it alone?"
Lin Ziyi said with a smile, "how can I be alone, don't I still have you?"
"I'm afraid you've forgotten me," said the wild LAN with a smile
Lin Ziyi smiled: "don't worry, I will never forget you at such an important moment."
"Also, I am now full of energy and spiritual power. The spiritual power in my body is very strong. We can fight a big war."
Lin Ziyi listened and smiled. With this sentence, he was relieved.
He is smarter and more savvy than human beings. The only drawback is that his mouth is too damaged.
But it's also normal. There's a contract beast like the master. His mouth is not a good mouth.
Lin Ziyi admitted this from the bottom of his heart.
Lin Ziyi said, "keep your breath. Tonight, we'll have a big fight."
"Don't worry, I won't be as careless as you. I've always been very careful. I've not only restrained my breath, but also my fangs."
Lin Ziyi smiled and didn't speak.
Where he passed by, men, women and children sang and danced around the fire and had a good time. In this snowy night, people were naked, showed their strong arms and danced their own dance with vitality. The girls cheered on the side as if they didn't know it was cold.
The winter night is thick, and the cold wind makes the crane cry, hiding the breath and
The forest of Lingli was shining, and the cold muscles of the whole body were shaking.
Without the support of spiritual power, he estimated that he couldn't stand it for half an hour. With the support of spiritual power, he was dressed in red and still lived a non-existent winter.
For strong people like them, there is no saying that winter is frozen into a dog, only the natural and unrestrained figure in winter remains in the world.
Looking at the fake Wenxian entering a stone gate, Lin Ziyi left a bag of Kui Lingsan in the crowd around the fire. His eyes lit up and followed him in.
"Well... Lord, you are so bad."
"Ha ha... Yu'er, you have performed very well these days. I am very satisfied." the ambiguous voice smiled.
"You're so bad. You haven't gone out for days. I'm tired to death by you."
As soon as Lin Ziyi entered, he heard Jiao Didi's voice.
His bones were crisp, and his goose bumps would shake his hands. Inadvertently, Lin Ziyi was surprised. He saw Hua Yu leaning half naked against Xuanyun's respected Lord, with a charming look on his face.
Lin Ziyi felt it carefully and found that the breath on Hua Yu was much stronger than before. This is the benefit of wall repair to her.
And her skin has changed greatly. Hua Yu is much more beautiful than before.
"Lord, madam." fake Wenxian knelt down.
The Lord pulled the quilt aside to cover the flower rain. He was still wearing a mask, but he had a rare trace of care and tenderness towards the flower rain at the bottom of his eyes.
Hua Yu's eyebrows and eyes are like silk. She gently leans against his arms and looks at Wen Xian with a smile. Strange eyes bloom at the bottom of her eyes.
The intimacy between the two made fake Wenxian blush and bow his head, afraid to see this annoying scene.
Lin Ziyi glanced around. Here is a stone chamber, as luxurious as the back mountain of Xiling Zun.
Lin Ziyi was a little surprised. Xuanyun respected the Lord. He was very rich and lived in incomparable luxury.
The stone wall is inlaid with night spirit stone. On the throne not far away, there is a piece of animal skin, which is exquisitely carved on both sides. On the handrail, a pair of rubies are shining.
The world here is completely different from the world outside. There is a world of difference.
"Lord, is this the Soul Eater of Wenxian?" Hua Yu asked softly with hatred in the bottom of her eyes.
"Well, as like as two peas and Wen's breath, the true Wen string can't find her existence." Ben knows you hate Wen Xian, but for our sake, you must endure it.
Lord Xiling has something special about Wen Xian. Let's first find out whether Lord Xiling is the son of a goddess. It's not too late for you to kill Wen Xian, and Wen Xian has a good talent. In just a few days, you have reached seven levels of accomplishments. With your current ability, you can't kill her yourself. After your strength is promoted and you have the ability to kill her, I will let you do it yourself. "
"OK, rain, listen to the Lord." Hua Yu snuggled up with a clever face, but her eyes looked at the fake Wenxian.
Wen Xian, wait for me. One day, I will let you kneel at my feet and beg for mercy.
"Wen Xian, what useful news can you find?" Xuanyun respected the Lord. When facing the false Wen Xian, his tone was cold and indifferent.
Fake Wenxian said, "Lord, Lord Xiling, let me have tea today. We have an appointment to have tea tomorrow.
However, the elders slaughtered the village near Xiling Zun, and Xiling Zun had passed by himself. I'm afraid there is a great relationship between Xiling Zun and the goddess. "Fake Wenxian reported respectfully.
Looking at the flowers on the carpet, he looked indifferent.
"Oh! Have you been there in person? It seems that I'm right. Xiling mountain is a place Yunxi often goes to play. She won't allow anyone else to build such a Xiling statue except her own son." the Lord's tone was slow, as if the answer had been determined.
False Wen Xian said, "Lord, what are we going to do next?"
Now that Lord Xiling is interested in her, she is sure to get Lord Xiling.
She took the time to go to the street. The storyteller in the teahouse said that Xi lingzun was elated and spittle stars were flying. Many people liked to listen to Xi lingzun's story, and many people worked hard to get into Xi lingzun.
The LORD looked at fake Wenxian slightly, saw that she still lowered her head and warned: "you are a part of Wenxian, but you can't be emotional. Once you are emotional, you know the consequences. Now you can almost be sure that Lord Xiling is the second son of the goddess, Long Yi. You can get close to him now. I want you to wait for the opportunity to poison and kill him."
"Ah..." fake Wen Xian was shocked. "Lord, why do you have to kill him?"
As soon as the voice of false Wenxian fell, a huge force immediately bounced her, "Bang..." hit the stone wall not far away, and suddenly fell to the ground. The pain made her internal organs pull together. She got up from the ground and knelt in place.
Although it was as like as two peas, the woods looked at the face of a model, and the tears were almost falling.
This bastard is so inhuman.
"Remember your identity, you only obey, not qualified to ask why?" the Lord's voice became extremely cruel.
Because of the flower rain in his arms, he smiled happily. Although it was not really Wenxian, it was still very relieved to see her so miserable.
"Yes, Lord, my subordinates will do it."
"Well! Remember, don't let anyone find your identity. Kill Long Yi as soon as you have a chance. After that, I will help you win the real body of Wen Xian and make you a real Wen Xian."
"Yes, Lord." fake Wenxian whispered.
"Well! Go next door. Dou Yingjie is waiting for you. From tonight, you two will repair the wall at the same time and improve your accomplishments as soon as possible."
"Ah... Lord, no, I don't want to be with him." fake Wenxian prayed with a face, but at this time, the stone gate opened and she was released by a strong force.
Lin Ziyi smiled coldly. You bastard, you can live through tonight and say such a thing again.
Want to kill him?
Ha ha
Does he have the ability?
Over the past ten years, people have said they want to kill him every day, but no one has succeeded.