Finally, Zhou Jinyu spoke with Dongfang Mo and Ao Mo a little embarrassedly: "If you want to talk about this imperial bloodline, I naturally want to inherit it. This should be the highest level of bloodline inheritance. But can I really defeat the ancient remnants with just me?" What is the place of Youtian Holy Realm? Zhou Jinyu just stayed like this for a few months and saw clearly that he is a leader in the prehistoric continent. He can be said to be the pride of heaven, but in the Youtian Holy Realm, he is definitely an ordinary existence, and there are still other powerful existences!

Ao Mo didn't want to give Zhou Jinyu any advice. He just said this: "Jinyu, you should do this decision and consider it carefully. As long as you don't let yourself regret it!" In fact, this is also the most pertinent sentence.

Zhou Jinyu naturally knew that this was not Ao Mo who refused to give him advice, but that such opinions were really something that others could give them at will. This sentence itself was also the best reminder to Zhou Jinyu!

However, Dongfang Mo was different. He looked at Zhou Jinyu with a steady attitude, and finally said this: "Jinyu, didn't you protect Aunt Wu with a not-so-so-great cultivation? Don't you dare now?"

Yes, when Zhou Jinyu inherited Cang Muchen's imperial bloodline inheritance, his cultivation level was not very good. But in the end, he still protected the Hongchi Emperor Hall, allowing Dong Miwu to see that he successfully inherited the imperial bloodline and did not disappoint Cang Muchen's hope!

Although the burden on his shoulders is heavier now, Zhou Jinyu is not the kind of timid person. After a ray of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, a confident smile twitched from the corner of his lips: "Brother Mo, Brother Ao Mo, thank you for giving me confidence. Mrs. Bai said that he would give me ten days to think clearly. Now is the third day. I don't want Mrs. Bai to wait for so long, so I'll go now!"

Zhou Jinyu put down his glass of wine directly, and didn't bother to drink it. He stood up and said to Ao Mo: "Brother Ao Mo, I'll go now!"

Ao Mo patted Zhou Jinyu on the shoulder: "Jinyu, go ahead, as long as you work hard, I will never stand by and watch the rest as long as I can help you!"

Dongfang Mo nodded, "Jinyu, am I also disturbing the human race alone in the Youtian Holy Realm? You can do it too. Since we understand what the ancient remnants are, it is far less mysterious than we think, there is nothing scary, go!"

Zhou Jinyu has extremely confident. Although he knows that inheriting bloodline inheritance is a very painful process, he has no intention of fear at all!

After seeing Zhou Jinyu off, Ao Mo and Dongfang Mo also felt a little emotional. Ao Mo looked at Dongfang Mo and Leng Bing with his fingers and said with a smile: "I won't keep you anymore. Miss Leng also has the Variety Spirit Hall, so you can go back to your own place!"

The two looked at each other, and although their cold little faces were already red, they were still full of expectations!

Dongfang Mo nodded and said arrogantly: "Then I won't disturb Brother Ao Mo's cultivation, let's go!"

Ao Mo glanced at Dongfang Mo fiercely, and with a thought, he also released the two of them out of their own Golden Domain Blue Bay. Leng Bing looked at Dongfang Mo, and his own spiritual energy immediately wrapped Dongfang Mo. Dongfang Mo just looked at Leng Bing gently, and Leng Bing's voice sounded low: "Have you ever thought about our place?"

The scene in front of me changed and I had already reached the previous Lianmi Palace!

The two of them stood in front of Lan Pavilion, and Dongfang Mo suddenly hugged Lengbing in his arms: "I have dreamed not only once, I really miss you!" Dongfang Mo's lips had pressed against Lengbing's sweet and fragrant lips...

Lianmi Palace is infinitely charming. After so long, whether it is Leng Bing or Dongfang Mo, his longing for the other party has already penetrated into his bones. Dongfang Mo has been spared several times of clouds and rain.

Finally, in the blue gauze tent, cold ice was leaning against Dongfang Mo's arms, and his jade-like fingertips gently drew a circle on Dongfang Mo's chest: "Did you see Sister Rou in the Holy Land of Youtian?"

"No." Dongfang Mo's voice was still a little dull, as if it was still a bit primitive.

Leng Bing wanted to ask something, but suddenly Dongfang Mo grabbed her wrist: "It's not enough? Are you trying to squeeze your husband out?"

"You..., nonsense!" Leng Bing had begged for mercy several times. Dongfang Mo really wronged her!

"Then what are you doing? Do you know that this is lighting the fire. Your sister Rou is not here. The fire extinguishing matter only falls on your head!" Dongfang Mo's voice was filled with evil charm!

"Hmph, Dongfang Mo, tell me the truth. Isn't there a woman who came to you for so long in the Youtian Holy Realm? I heard that you seem to have a good relationship with Linglong from the Jiuyou Underworld!" Leng Bing had already put on her clothes while Dongfang Mo let go. Now, he reached out and picked up Dongfang Mo's ears.

Dongfang Mo smiled bitterly: "How dare I? It would be great if I could survive in the Nine Netherworld Palace. How can I have the energy to think about these things?"

"Is it true? Why do I sound like a lie?" Leng Bing still didn't let go. "Are you all the people who say that are fake?"

"Daughter-in-law, do you let go first? Let me explain it to you!" Dongfang Mo wailed, and then, under the cold "violence", he told the story of the process in the Nine Netherworld Palace.

In fact, Leng Bing just felt sorry for Dongfang Mo. This guy has never reported good news but not bad news. When she came here, she realized how much risk her husband was facing!

However, if this scene is seen by others, I really don’t know if it will be fainted. Dongfang Mo is now famous in the human race. Dongfang Mo, who swept through the three major sects of the human race, is so embarrassed in front of a seventh-level Xuanjun little girl. It’s really inconsistent. However, if she is seen by a woman, I wonder if she will be jealous and jealous!

Leng Bing's hand suddenly softened and he suddenly hugged Dongfang Mo: "Why do you like to take risks so much? If there was no Xue Linglong, you..." Leng Bing blamed the most, but in the end he would still feel distressed!

Dongfang Mo touched his cold and soft hair: "Do you think your husband is a simple-minded and well-developed idiot? If he hadn't had blood, I wouldn't have been to the Nine Netherworld Mansion, okay?"

Leng Bing looked up slightly and looked at Dongfang Mo: "Don't you often get into trouble with a hot mind?"

"What does that mean to make my mind hot?" Dongfang Mo continued to smile gently, "My limbs are indeed very developed, and my mind is more developed, okay? Didn't I see them wandering around?"

"Come on, if there is no Taoyue Temple, can you save your life?" Leng Bing knew that Dongfang Mo had been wandering on the brink of danger, but she knew that she couldn't control it, so she had to push Dongfang Mo, "Okay, get up quickly, do you want to eat what I cook?"

"I haven't had a good meal for a long time, and I really can't think about it!" Since Dongfang Mo arrived at the Youtian Holy Realm, he has not found the taste on the prehistoric continent. Now that Leng Bing said, his saliva is about to flow out!

"Okay, get up quickly!" Leng Bing stood up, but found that Dongfang Mo was actually like a young wife, holding the quilt and leaning on the bed.

Leng Bing rolled her eyes: "Is your behavior a bit different from the rumored god of killing outside?"

"I can't get up anymore, I'm destroyed by you, look..." Dongfang Mo was more like a cheating child, pointing at his ears.

Leng Bing immediately saw Dongfang Mo's red ears, and his little face frowned: "Aren't you real?" He reached out and rubbed Dongfang Mo's ears gently.

"I didn't say that I wouldn't use any trace of spiritual energy in front of you, you still use such a ruthless hand!" Dongfang Mo curled his lips, and he was bound to act coquettishly to the end!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect this to happen." Leng Bing really regretted it. Although it was nothing, if Dongfang Mo went out like this, he would definitely be laughed at.

"Cook more delicious food and make me up." Dongfang Mo smiled evilly.

Seeing this smile, Leng Bing only felt chill all over and glared at Dongfang Mo: "You are not a woman, why should you make up for it!"

"Then it will be the same for you to make up for it, and for you to make up for it in advance!" Dongfang Mo continued to be unconventional and unlimited, "What if I have a child?"

Leng Bing was stunned, why didn't she realize that a certain man was not so thick-skinned before?

Leng Bing cooked his own specialty meals, two meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and a pot of chicken soup. Although it is a very ordinary thing, Dongfang Mo can taste a special taste!

"Bing'er, the food you cooked is still delicious." After eating, Dongfang Mo wiped his mouth and said.

He smiled coldly and playfully: "If you are still so risky next time, I will never cook for you!" He said this, but he was still full of tenderness!

Dongfang Mo put down his chopsticks and stared at Leng Bing with a slight look: "Why are you so cruel? I just satisfied you, so you threatened me, do you have to squeeze me out?"

Leng Bing felt that this time he met, he really couldn't communicate with this man. Why was he full of thoughts? He was about to speak, but he had already fallen into Dongfang Mo's clutch. Then, Dongfang Mo pressed on his boneless body and galloped freely again!

Leng Bing suddenly realized that the stupider thing about counting money for others than being sold is that before being eaten, he would help others to nourish themselves!

The satisfied Dongfang Mo gently hugged the little woman in his arms. He thought about her tightly, and it was inevitable that she would occasionally indulge in lust, but he could see that Lengbing was really troubled by him.
Chapter completed!