Chapter 442

Ten years is a long time for ordinary people.

But in the realm of cultivation, it is just a passing moment, and in a twinkling of an eye, it is in front of you.

Finally, the trembling friars were able to breathe a sigh of relief and no longer have to worry all day long.

No wonder they were like this. Ten years ago, there was a strange phenomenon, in which the magic gate, the immortal gate and the Renmen gate changed their commanders one after another, which made a bloody scene and made people panic everywhere. It is clear that all the leaders at that time were in their prime years, not to mention that they lived with heaven for at least five or six hundred years. As a result, they easily changed their masters, just like playing.

In the past ten years, several big men were still at the top of the biological chain of the Xiuzhen world, stamping their feet made them tremble.

Maybe the big guys always have different ideas from ordinary people, and their diplomatic language is also very confusing.

As the leader of Xiandao, Jianmen changed their conservative and restrained style and became more and more agile. They entered the world actively and had a clear attitude. Their momentum once surpassed the other two schools. The reputation of the head of the three realms became stronger and stronger.

There was a lot of movement and stillness among the Terrans. After the Shao emperor ascended the throne, the Dawu Dynasty, which had been open and close, had a sharp sword.

The devil gate is even more strange. The emperors of men and women look at each other from a distance across a hundred thousand forbidden mountains.

The goddess of the heavenly demon originally unified the four sects of the demons and was worthy of being the first commander of the demons. Who would have thought that the male emperor would be so crazy that he directly seized the territory of the declining demon clan on the border of the western regions and became a new demon sect. The disciples fought for the first sect of the demons.

They also found that there was a strange overlap in the diplomatic policies pursued by Xianmen and Renmen.

Different ways do not conspire with each other.

As for the different ways, the monks in the whole practice world were very interested in it.

The Terran is gentle and has always been the middle cube, so it will not be too targeted.

But the immortal gate is different, a "magic" character engraved their clear-cut attitude.

In the past, the immortal gate and the magic gate maintained a plastic ally relationship, and they could smile and shake a small hand in front of the holy places to express their friendship. Since then, the two holy places have rapidly become hostile to each other, and the disciples of both sides have not been satisfied with each other, so it has developed into a century long "war of immortals and demons".

In the private arena, they would not have the strength to communicate with each other in private.

If Lin Lang knew that the outside world defined the relationship between the three men and one woman, maybe she would say, "what's fun in a simple fight? It's fun to fight with goblins.".

However, after breaking out of Zhehuan, Lin Lang stopped the idea of raising three thousand beautiful men. The main reason was that she was afraid that her kidney would not be good enough to satisfy others, so she would let him run away with other wild men? At the thought of this, Lin Lang was melancholy. Did her goblin charm no longer work? She still couldn't keep a beautiful little guy. It was really bald.

She was melancholy and allowed the maid to dress her in the dress of empress.

There was a loud noise outside.

"Oh, your highness, you can't go in. Your majesty is still dressing."

"If you make up, you just need to make up. Langya wants to see her do it!"

Green onion tube like fingers just through the cloud sleeve, a small ball rushed to the foot of the line.

He turned up his small face. As he ran all the way, his forehead was sweating and his cheeks were covered with powder. He looked at her brightly and yelled that his Majesty was really beautiful.

Lin Lang chuckled, "don't call a Niang, call your majesty instead? Who taught you that? "

The little prince showed a little milk teeth and said, "I learned it by myself. Am I smart or not?"

"Smart, you are the smartest." She brushed the sweat drops from the tip of her nose with her fingers, as if she were a little shy. The little guy curled up and looked at her from time to time.

At this time, my highness's mental activity is like this -

wow, Aung wears white clothes to have a good look, and he will also wear white clothes in the future.

Wow, ah Niang, take a good look at her saber. In the future, he will match one around, which is very aggressive!

Wow, look at the rouge that Aung painted. In the future, he will

Well, that's enough.

Niang said that a man should not only act in an atmosphere, but also have a masculine appearance. What's the matter with dressing up all day like a little girl? He is very timid, without a bit of manly spirit.

He wants to be the prince of the devil!

Lin Lang squatted down and dressed the nine-year-old boy and coaxed him, "if Aung wants to go far away, you should stay in the Changle palace and wait for her to come back? I'll catch you some funny little monsters

The little boy was not very happy, "can't Langya go together?"

He held his fingers and counted out the advantages of taking him out of the house for Lin Lang, such as relieving the boredom of Aung, sandwiching vegetables for her, protecting her, and so on.

"Good, you are still young, don't let my aunt worry, OK?"

Little prince is very obedient, see said however, had to encourage for its difficult point, don't give up charge, "that you come back quickly."Lin Lang nodded with a smile and set off with his men and horses.

But half a day, the little prince began to miss his mother-in-law. At this time in the past, she taught him swordsmanship in Changle palace.

Although a Niang is a demon goddess, good at expelling corpses and magic arts, few people know that she makes a good sword, and the little prince was shocked when she first saw her.

When the little prince finished his daily homework, there was no praise from Aung. The whole person was wilting, like a ball of melted dumplings. He was lying on the table, even the most delicious bone cake. He was powerless to ask his little tail, "peanut, when do you say Aung will come back?"

Every now and then, peanut steals some cakes and puts them into his mouth. His cheek moves like a little mouse. When he hears the master's speech, he immediately wipes his mouth and says with a serious small face, "according to the analysis of past experience, your majesty will be back in less than three months. But this time, it's hanging up. " His little old man seemed to shake his head.

Lin Lang has her own routines. The nine-year-old prince was trained by her to be intelligent and independent. However, she is afraid that the child's heart is too solid, and it is easy for the sewer to capsize. So she specially picked a clever boy to be his playmate.

"What's the matter?" The little prince put up his small body, turned his eyes, and piled up a plate of small cakes in front of his playmate. "Tell me, these are all yours."

The peanuts, with their eyes shining and holding one hand, said vaguely, "I heard that your majesty is going to attend a very large alliance conference this time, which seems to be related to an ancient country. That country is very evil, and many people will die as soon as it appears. " Short of hands, he turned to comfort his master, who was three years younger, "so your majesty won't take you."

"Will my mother die?" The little prince suddenly asked.

"It should be No way... " Peanut grabs his head. Usually his majesty teaches the prince to practice sword. He squats in the corner and eats steamed bread. Although he doesn't know the sword technique, he just feels inexplicably powerful. "And, your highness, do you think that you can't beat so many strong people together?" But it can run! Adults are not stupid!

"Will they protect my wife?" The little prince's nose wrinkled.

Peanuts choked, let a 12-year-old small head to think about these adults is too painful.

"Certainly not, right?" The little prince glared at him angrily, "they always give my aunt a headache. They are definitely bad people. My mother will be bullied by them!"

Lin Lang didn't deliberately hide things from the outside world. The little prince was clear about the current situation. Jianmen was the enemy and the Terran was the opponent. Even the western regions were eyeing their families! All bad guys! The little prince has a strong sense of anxiety and always wants to share his worries for his wife. However, before he reaches adulthood, Lin Lang never lets him interfere in political affairs.

"Why, your highness, why are you going?" Peanuts can't feel their heads.

"Run away from home!" he said

Peanuts:

Are you not afraid that your aunt will stab you into a bloody ball with a sword!

No, he may be cooked and fed to the ghost before he is stabbed into a small blood ball.

"Why don't you keep up?" The little prince twisted his head.

Peanut Shin a shudder, "Your Highness, I don't think this can be too casual, or we need to think about it for a long time..."

The little prince grinned his white teeth. "Do you want to eat something delicious?"

The peanuts rolled past.

Lin Lang didn't know that the two little guys at home had the audacity to escape. The little prince had already mastered the terrain, and peanut was a clever kid, so he cooperated perfectly. What's more, the two little baby girls grew up in the best resources. They ate Tiancai Dibao, drank Qiongjiang Yulu, and provided excellent martial arts. Even if the gatekeeper found out that the other side didn't dare to make heavy hand, they became more and more brave.

The little prince also specially pulled a small attendant to squat for a day, intercepted the news in a special way, so as not to be caught by Aung on the way back.

Peanuts look stunned, it turns out that this little silly melon, only in front of your majesty silly white sweet ah.

"Come on, let's protect Aung and beat the bad guys!" The little prince clenched his fist.

Peanut quickly nodded, straight chest in front of him, a pair of "Your Highness don't worry about slaves to protect you" upright face, he decided that since your highness is not stupid, he must make good performance, strive to be a right-hand man, and eat delicious food every day.

All of a sudden, the shadows are on top.

I don't know when the Little Prince changed into a neat little white robe. He stood on the edge of the sword, and his lapel was windy. He was a bit of an immortal.

"Your Highness, are you?"

As the prince of the devil gate, my highness doesn't go out with the ghost car. How ridiculous!

Peanuts have this in their eyes.

The little prince also has some dislike oneself small attendant, how to get out of a door head not to work? "You're stupid. My mother said that it's called breaking into the enemy's interior, so that they can't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Isn't it more convenient for us to do bad things?"

Peanut hung his head in shame.

It's too shameful that his talent for doing evil is not as skillful as a little fool.

Is it heredity?But his majesty always smiles at them, and laughs very well. The peanuts are also stained with the light of the little master. From time to time, he enjoys the treatment of feeding the empress. How can such a good majesty do bad things?

Peanuts feel their own cerebellar bag melon, thinking hard.

So here's the question.

As an authentic sesame buns, my highness, who gave me this bad talent without a teacher?!