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In the weird atmosphere, Tang Niannian and others finally arrived at the Palace of the Holy Son under the leadership of Wu Juan.

Only the Holy Son can live in the Holy Son's Hall. If others want to move in, they must obtain the Holy Son's permission.

Wu Juan first approached the Holy Son's Palace and found that the taboos arranged around the palace did not block her way. She understood that this matter had indeed been approved by the Holy Son. She turned around and smiled at Tang Niannian and others and said, "Everyone, please."

The Palace of the Holy Son is naturally the most luxurious and majestic existence in the Holy Spirit Church. Just one palace is so huge that it cannot be seen with the naked eye.

The so-called beautiful mountains and clear waters, beautiful buildings and jade buildings are nothing more than that. They are both beautiful and graceful like the fairyland of Taoyuan, and they are also majestic and majestic.

As soon as they entered the Holy Son's Hall, without Wu Juan's arrangement, Siling Wuxie had already chosen a place to live and said with a smile: "I want to live here."

Wu Juan took a look and found that it was the original residence where the Holy Son rested.

This child's behavior from beginning to end seems to be hinting at himself and his true identity.

Wu Juan was shocked and confused.

Didn't the Holy Son disguise himself just to prevent Tang Niannian and the others from recognizing his identity?

This child's behavior is not only visible to her, but also to Tang Niannian and others. Isn't he afraid of being suspected by them?

"Huh!?" Wu Juan's mind changed, and then she was shocked.

Why do you care if he is suspected by Tang Niannian and others!?

Wouldn't it be great if he was suspected by Tang Niannian?

In this case, the Son's plan is equivalent to success, and this person will naturally become the Son's scapegoat.

The more Wu Juan thought about it, the more confused she became. She squinted at Siling Wuxie and pretended to be careless and said, "Young Master, this is the residence of the Holy Son."

Siling Wuxie's expression did not change at all, and he asked doubtfully: "The Holy Son lives here now?"

Wu Juan shook his head.

Siling Wuxie looked at her with a smile.

Without words, Wu Juan understood what he meant - the Holy Son did not live here, so this place was empty. Since it was empty, why couldn't he live there?

Wu Juan was helpless. Without the order of the Holy Son, she really didn't know how to deal with this matter. In the end, she chose the same method as before, "You can all live here."

Anyway, there is always someone here who is the true Son of God.

No one refutes this arrangement.

The Holy Child's Hall is large, and so is the residence where the Holy Child rests. Although there is only one wing where the Holy Child mainly rests, Wu Juan does not intend to care about who lives in it. Anyway, it is enough for her to do what she should do.

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As the saying goes, the more you talk, the more likely you will be wrong; the less you say, the less likely you will be wrong. The same goes for doing things.

There are no maids in the Holy Son's Hall, and Wu Juan did not make any deliberate arrangements. Before leaving, he said to everyone: "The Holy Son has been busy these days and cannot meet with you for the time being. However, the Holy Son has passed down the message that you are the Holy Spirit Hall."

As distinguished guests, except for the forbidden area, all other dignitaries in the Holy Spirit Hall can move around at will."

As soon as she left, it was getting late.

Siling Guhong entered the palace casually with Tang Niannian in his arms, completely ignoring the others.

Tang Niannian rested her chin on Siling Guhong's shoulder, looked at Siling Wuxie, and said, "Take a shower and go to bed early."

"I know, mother~" Siling Wuxie responded with a smile, "I will go and play with Qi Sheng and then come back. Mother, don't worry about me." Seeing Tang Niannian's figure being taken away by Siling Guhong, he said

She turned back to look at Lingxi, and then said: "Aunt Lingxi, let's go play together!"

Lingxi's eyes flashed and he said softly: "Okay."

Wu Hao didn't know what to do. Hearing what the two said, he wanted to follow them, but Lingxi's look over his shoulder made him freeze. After a moment of confusion, Siling Wuxie and Lingxi had disappeared in front of him.

"Lingxi is getting weirder and weirder." Wu Hao muttered, and soon felt relieved.

Hey, with such a terrifying enemy as the Holy Son, it’s not surprising that a lonely little girl has an eccentric temperament.

He looked around and entered a room at random, ready to take a good rest and relieve the stress and tension along the way.

Unexpectedly, he had just entered the wing, and before he could finish the breath that slowly came out of his mouth, a black light flashed before his eyes, and he was being restrained, and his mind went blank. When he woke up, he had been thrown away.

Entering a damp and cold place, even your bones were frozen in an instant.

"Ah?" Wu Hao had no idea what was going on, and his face was filled with surprise and panic that he had not yet recovered from, "What are you doing?"

He saw clearly where he was now, a place that was enough to make people understand at a glance - a prison cell.

This cell is of course different from a mortal cell. At first, Wu Hao felt uncomfortable with the cold and shivered all over. After a while, the surroundings were extremely hot. This kind of heat could not only be felt by the skin and body, but also by the soul. The real

Double torture, both physical and mental.

The figure outside the cell was blurry and his voice was emotionless, "The Holy Son has an order, just treat him well and don't die."

"Understood." The two people responded with cold smiles, which were neurotic and creepy.

Wu Hao is not a simple and kind-hearted person. He understands the meaning of the so-called "treat him well and don't die".

This basically means torturing him well and not letting him die. It would be worse than death if he was alive.

Wu Hao was frightened, frightened and angry, and shouted loudly, "What are you doing? I am a distinguished guest invited by your Holy Son. That Lord Wu Juan can prove that you have arrested the wrong person. You have arrested the wrong person."

The black figure outside chuckled lightly. The laughter did not give people any good impression, but instead made people feel a chill to the bone. "Your name is Wu Hao. You are a Da Luo Jinxian in the early stage of cultivation. You were born in Hao Li City and entered the Dragon Carp Sect at the age of eight.

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As the man spoke out his words little by little, Wu Hao's heart became heavier and heavier, his expression became desperate, and a wisp of undying hatred flashed deep in his dim eyes.

He knew that if the Holy Son wanted to deal with him, he would not be able to resist, but he did not understand why the other party would treat him like this since he had nothing to do with the Holy Son.

Is it because of the connection? Or is it because Tang Niannian and the others are in love?

If it was really because of them, why not deal with them directly instead of attacking yourself?

Is this just bullying the weak and fearing the strong, looking to be discouraged when you think you are powerless and your cultivation is average?

The more Wu Hao thought about it, the more he hated it. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and asked the man: "Can you tell me what mistake I made, what I did to offend the Son, and let the Son treat me like this!"

The man smiled again, and his laughter revealed a trace of disdain that made people almost crazy. "Who is the Holy Son? It's your honor to deal with you, so there is no need for a reason." After saying that, the figure disappeared.

Wu Hao's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he groaned from his clenched teeth, like the roar of a trapped animal.

In the green wood forest of Dongfang Mountain in Holy Child Hall.

Dressed in snow-white, it got up and lay here snoring. Translucent bubbles emerged from its nose, which were sometimes larger and sometimes smaller. They couldn't be broken no matter what. It didn't make people feel sloppy, but was so cute and interesting that it made people laugh.

"Ouch~" Qi Sheng rolled over, his head moved, and the bubbles on his nose remained still. Then he opened his eyes a little bit, and with just a small crack, he could vaguely see two figures approaching.

The smell is not unpleasant…

Qi Sheng thought vaguely, then his eyes closed again with a small slit, and the bubbles on his nose continued to fluctuate in size.

Anyone who knows Qi Sheng knows that Qi Sheng is a lazy and fun person.

Once it sleeps, you cannot shake it unless you wait for it to wake up naturally.

If you are really unwilling to let it sleep like this and insist on waking it up, the consequences will be much more terrifying than those who wake up angry again.

At this time, the people who came to Qisheng's territory were Siling Wuxie and Lingxi.

Qi Sheng's innate ability can eliminate all energy, even the prying spiritual consciousness.

Here, Lingxi put aside all pretense, suddenly took action, and quickly grabbed Siling Wuxie's small neck, and said in an extremely cold voice, "How dare you betray me?"

Siling Wuxie felt uncomfortable being pinched by him. A strange light flashed in his eyes without being noticed by anyone. He smiled at Lingxi and said: "The Holy Son is joking, I have never been your subordinate, so why would I betray you?" Just say it."

Lingxi tightened her grip on his neck, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Ahem." Siling Wuxie said calmly: "If I really follow the Holy Son's instructions completely, I won't be able to survive after it's done, not even my brother, right?"

Lingxi stared at him and smiled, "That's why you did such a treasonous thing." The smile appeared on the face of an incomparable respect. It was very beautiful, but very cold, with the aloof disdain of a superior looking at an ant.

"I did this to save myself and my brother's lives." Siling Wuxie said calmly.

"This plan is not going to work without you," Lingxi said.

Siling smiled innocently, "I am confident that in the art of reincarnation, no one in the world can match me."

His confidence surprised Lingxi, but considering that he and Tang Niannian were so close without any trace of being discovered, Lingxi had to admit that Qian Huan did have the capital to say this.

If he had killed Qian Huan now, no one could say whether he would be able to do it as flawlessly as Qian Huan if it were someone else.

How could he have known that Si Ling Wuxie would have no flaws, simply because he was Siling Wuxie himself. Tang Niannian and Siling Guhong didn't say anything, but they were able to act in their true colors and accompany him in the show.

"I can promise you that I won't kill you when things are done." Lingxi said.

Siling smiled innocently, the child's face was full of the wisdom of an adult, "The Holy Son promised not to kill me when things are done, but it doesn't mean that others can't kill me. If my guess is right, my end will not be death." In the hands of Tang Niannian and the others, the subordinates commanded by the Holy Son, with the Holy Son's ability, just saying a few words casually and creating some conflicts would be enough to push me into a desperate situation."

His mind was completely exposed, Lingxi did not become angry, but calmed down even more, "If your cultivation level is high enough, you are indeed a dangerous person." With this wisdom and ability, if you have enough strength, you will definitely be able to become a heavenly person. One of the giants.

If you don't have strength, you don't have strength. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are useless.

Siling Wuxie thought to herself: If I wait until I have enough strength, I will never talk to you again. Just a thought is enough to make you unlucky for the rest of your life, and your teeth will be clogged even when you drink water!

"It's precisely because I don't have the strength that I have to be more careful." Siling Wuxie said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

The Holy Son has always been impatient, especially after Siling Wuxie's actions disrupted his plan. He wanted to kill Siling Wuxie, but this person was indeed useful. If it weren't for Siling Guhong, he was above
To be continued...