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The sky is getting brighter in Dongfeng Ancient Land, which means that the day has passed.

Food was placed on the table in the hall, and only Lingxi and Siling Wuxie came to sit down.

Lingxi looked around and looked at Siling Wuxie with clear and gentle eyes. If she had seen this scene for the first time, she would never have thought of the confrontation between the two at Qi Sheng's place last night.

"Where are Sister Tang and Lord Siling?" Lingxi asked Siling Wuxie.

Siling Wuxie's eyes flashed and he said nonchalantly: "What else can the couple do?"

Once Siling Guhong didn't get up to make breakfast in the early morning and set up barriers around the room, Siling Wuxie knew what was going on inside.

Tsk!

I knew my father would not pay off the debt so obediently.

After 10,000 years of loneliness, when people are presented to you, how can you really endure it?

Despite Siling Guhong's appearance of being a vegetarian and banishing immortals, in fact, that guy is simply a ruthless wild beast. Beasts naturally eat meat, so there is no reason to be a vegetarian. How can he endure ten thousand years without eating meat? Yes, once you start eating it, it’s hard to stop.

Siling Wuxie drank the porridge while thinking about it. It tasted good in the mouth, but it was still not as good as what Siling Guhong made, both in terms of materials and taste.

"Aren't you afraid, dear?" Lingxi suddenly asked.

Siling Wuxie was amused. Is the Holy Son addicted to acting?

"What are you afraid of?" His eyes were full of confusion and innocence.

Lingxi whispered: "The Holy Son said that he treated us as distinguished guests, but in fact he clearly had no good intentions. Have you forgotten that Sister Tang and Master Siling came here because the people from the Holy Spirit Hall threatened you? "

Oops~ By saying this, I really made myself clean.

How capable Siling Guhong is, nothing that happens within a certain range can escape his eyes. What Lingxi is saying now, as long as Siling Guhong thinks about it, he can naturally know it clearly.

If I were not the real Siling Wuxie, I would really be pushed to be the scapegoat.

But unfortunately, his identity is real.

Siling Wuxie said with an indifferent expression: "I think the Holy Son is very kind to us. He gave us his own place to stay, and he served us good food and drinks. It doesn't seem like he has any evil intentions."

"Besides," before Lingxi could speak, Siling Wuxie continued with a smile: "Aunt Lingxi, you are wrong. The Holy Son did not threaten my parents with me. Do you think I am doing well now? No one has locked me up. Get up."

Lingxi was surprised by this. When Siling Wuxie brought it up himself, she followed his words and asked, "I'm also surprised that no one threatens Guobao now. Why don't Sister Tang and Lord Siling take us away? Could it be that...the strength is not enough?"

"No~" Siling Wuxie stretched out a fleshy white finger and shook it from side to side.

He looked cute and proud, and said to Lingxi as if he was claiming credit: "That's because I asked my parents to stay and play with me."

She was in a trance for a while, and for a moment her mind felt that the child in front of her was really a child, so innocent, lively and playful.

"Why?" Lingxi's eyes flashed with consideration and concern.

The disguise ability of Qian Huan is really amazing. Even if his cultivation level is not deep, the ability of this illusion alone is enough for him to stand out from the crowd.

"Because it's very beautiful and fun here." Siling Wuxie's answer was meaningless, his eyes sparkling.

If he is really a child, then this answer is indeed the best answer.

Unfortunately, he is not, so this answer is obviously perfunctory.

A trace of anger flashed across Lingxi's face.

Siling Wuxie blinked her eyes, the way she blinked looked similar to that of Tang Niannian, then she looked at Lingxi mysteriously and whispered: "Besides, doesn't Aunt Lingxi have a grudge against the Holy Son? My parents are very powerful.

If the Holy Son dares to do anything to Aunt Lingxi, I can speak for Aunt Lingxi and let my parents teach the Holy Son a lesson."

"..." What does this Qianhuan mean...

Thinking thoughtfully.

Qian Huan is too complicated and changeable. When I first met him, I thought he was a simple and easy-to-understand person. The more we got along with him, the more complicated and changeable he became, which made people feel wary.

Qian Huan is like a double-edged sword. If used well, it can hurt the enemy. If used poorly, it can hurt yourself.

It's not that Lingxi has never thought about killing Qian Huan, but he just thought of this person's role and what he said. Once he dies, his plan will be exposed...

Damn it! I thought I had attracted an obedient little white sheep, but I didn’t expect that it turned out to be a white-eyed wolf!

Lingxi thought of the conversation between the two yesterday.

If you want to feel at ease, you really need some irresistible restraints.

Qian Huan is so afraid of death and greedy for eternal wealth. He is bound by the soul oath, so naturally he dare not violate it.

Lingxi was meditating on his own, while Siling Wuxie was eating on his own, which seemed harmonious.

At some point, Wu Juan waved away the image of Lingxi and Siling Wuxie getting along with each other in the light screen in front of him, turned around and bowed to the person behind him, and said respectfully: "Xuan Ye Tianzun, that's what happened."

The person in front of Wu Juan is just a shadow, which shows that the person's true body has not come here.

The thick dark purple robe, tall body, vague face, and natural domineering attitude make people surrender.

Xuan Ye remained silent.

Wu Juan was a little uneasy by such silence.

Today, Xuan Ye suddenly came to visit and asked her about the news about the Holy Son. Naturally, she did not dare to hide anything. She told Xuan Ye everything she knew, and also shared the scene of Lingxi and Siling Wuxie getting along just now.

The other person looks at it.

In the silence, cold sweat broke out on Wu Juan's forehead.

"Xuan Ye Tianzun..." If she didn't say anything anymore, Wu Juan felt that her whole body would become as stiff as a fossil.

"Who do you think the Holy Son is?"

Xuan Ye asked without hesitation. The content was clearly the content of the inquiry, but his tone did not suggest that he was asking at all.

Wu Juan was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

"Say." Xuan Ye said.

An invisible pressure oppressed Wu Juan, causing her legs to weaken and she almost collapsed on the ground.

This is the pinnacle of the Immortal, the intimidating power of the Heavenly Lord.

Wu Juan did not dare to hide anything and spoke out all her thoughts, "When the Holy Son passed the message to me, I believed that Lingxi was the Holy Son. But after seeing the two of them in person, I felt that Siling Wuxie was more similar to the Holy Son.

!”

"What do you think?"

"yes."

Wu Juan answered quickly, but her heart was extremely unstable.

Fortunately, after a while, Tianzun Xuan Ye made no move, and Wu Juan was not injured in any way.

"In the heaven, all those under the Heavenly Lord are ants." Heavenly Lord Xuanye suddenly spoke, but he said such a sentence that was inconsistent with the previous topic.

Wu Juan didn't understand what he meant, and responded cautiously: "What Tianzun Xuanye said is absolutely true. In every realm, people below his own realm are ants to him. Tianzun is the pinnacle of the immortals in the heaven, so naturally he can

See everything in the world as ants."

Xuan Ye glanced at her and said, "Tianzun can decide the outcome. If one party wants to hide, the other party cannot take his life."

Wu Juan listened carefully.

"These common sense are talking about ordinary Tianzun." Xuan Ye's voice still did not bully. If you listen carefully, you will find a trace of depth in it, "Some ancient Tianzun are different."

Wu Juan vaguely guessed what Xuan Ye was going to say.

Sure enough, she heard Xuan Ye mention the names of those characters——

"All the Heavenly Lords are ants, but the Ancient Heavenly Lord is able to take the lives of ordinary Heavenly Lords, as well as the Canglong Heavenly Lord, the Nine Wild Heavenly Lord, and other ancient people, demons, and spirits with extremely high natural foundations."

The hands in Xuan Ye's sleeves were clenched into a ball, but no one noticed.

"These ancient figures are already so terrifying, but there is one being who still stands at the top, looking down at them and treating them like ants."

Wu Juan couldn't help but ask: "What Tianzun Xuanye said... is the Supreme Demon?"

Xuan Ye didn't reply, didn't even look at her, and what he just said was just a sudden feeling. In the end, his shadow disappeared, leaving only a sigh-like word in the air -

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. The one who wins is the Holy Son."

Wu Juan could not understand the meaning of this sentence, but she vaguely tasted a hint of sadness, resentment, and helpless compromise.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy? The one who wins is the Holy Son?" Wu Juan murmured to himself, feeling increasingly uneasy. Could it be said that if Qian Huan wins in the end, the Holy Son will be defeated by Qian Huan?

How is it possible, Qian Huan is not the inheritor of the Heavenly Saint, how can he become the Son of the Saint?

The Son is the Son, and no one can replace him except the Son himself.

"The meaning of Tianzun Xuanye should be that he has information for the Holy Son." Wu Juan raised a perfect smile at the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself: "Who is the Holy Son? He is so wise that he will lose to others.

I just need to see the final result." Even so, she didn't notice any unnatural stiffness in her smile, and even if she noticed it, she pretended not to have it.

Time passed slowly. Whether it was the Holy Spirit Hall or the heaven, everything was extremely ordinary. There was nothing unusual about it. On the contrary, some thoughtful people felt something unusual, just like the calm sea on the surface, but they didn't know how deep it was.

The surging waves.

Three full days had passed since Lingxi and Siling Wuxie had dinner together.
To be continued...