Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 2079

The youngest son is back, and their happy life is over. Gong Siyu can only hug Lingyu and his son again, looking at the demon with a gloomy face, "If you come here just to say this, hurry up go."

The heaven devil sat there with Erlang's legs domineering, and without saying a word, he blinked at Fan Wujiu, signalling him to speak quickly.

Fan Wujiu's face was expressionless as before, seemingly cold, but in fact he was extremely speechless. The basket was stabbed by a demon. Now Lingyu and Gongsiyu are all because of him. Why should he come to clean up the mess in the end?

Fan Wujiu thought and thought about it, but he didn't expect to be able to say that Lingyu and Gong Siyu would not be angry with the demon.

Neither side can offend him, it's hard to break him.

However, looking at Gong Siyu with his black face and his son in his arms, Fan Wujiao suddenly had a plan and said straightforwardly: "Agui, leave the child to the Lord Tianma to take care of him, so you and Miyajiyu's short life for two can last for a while, what do you think?"

Fan Wujiu didn’t say anything clearly, but only used his son temporarily to Tianmozhao to let Linggui and Gong Siyu have some more lives as an excuse, and told Linggui with a side attack. Just continue to look for the eternal wall and the Yinxu cauldron, and check. Ming Changsheng case, so you can continue to live in the two-person world, and no children bother every day.

This is where Fan Wujiu’s brilliance lies. He not only gave Linggui step down, but also gave the heavenly demon a chance to relax the relationship. He would neither make the heavenly demon feel lost, nor would he let Linggui feel that there was anything wrong with it. The place that goes well.

Ling Ling sluggishly leaned on the sofa, staring at Fan Wujiao, and said bluntly: "To put it bluntly, let us continue to help the underworld. When did Master Fan learn to bend around?"

"Will everyone take a step back?" Fan Wujiu felt tired.

"The stubborn devil found it by himself. If you say it's useless, let him speak for himself." Lingyu didn't give Fan Wujiu's face, and cast a cold glance at the demon.

Although the gods are born with extraordinary handsomeness, they have a fierce look. Hearing the words, he unceremoniously propped his thighs with his hands, staring at the spirits, and asked coldly: "Tell me a condition, why are you willing to continue this matter? Up."

Lingsui's beautiful eyes turned, and his lips were sneered: "Good conditions? Go and tell the underworld that I'm Lingsui is your ancestor. If you meet in the future, you will make a detour. If you dare to embarrass me, you are my grandson."

After saying this, Lingkui realized that the face of the heavenly devil had changed, black and blue, and there was a faint sign that he was about to go violently.

But it was so sly and fearless, he added a venomous sentence: "If you can't do it, get me out! Try it if you dare to go crazy at my house, your father and your mother are downstairs, you dare to yell at me, I I dared to call them here and let them see how a good and revolutionary son bit people in my house with rabies."

The Dragon King and Dragon Mother were downstairs, and Lingyu knew that they were both at home without going out today.

The biggest weakness of this demon is Ling Shiyin, but the biggest nemesis is not, but the Dragon King.

Lingyu knew that the person that the demon feared most was his father.

Ling Yu vaguely remembered that when they joined forces to deal with Emperor Killing, they first entered the Dragon Valley. When the dragon king Qingcang learned that his eldest son, the demon was doing evil and indiscriminately killing innocent people, he almost didn't cramp the demon, but the demon did not dare to say anything. With a cry, even the hands were not returned.

"Lingshou, don't go too far!"

"Who is it that is too much..." Ling slowly picked up the exquisite small mirror on the coffee table and took a look at his face, "We are doing dirty work for you outside, but you are really good, and you still say I'm really hard behind you. Let me be laughed at by ghosts and gods in the underworld regardless of my mind? I don't want face?"

Demon: "..."

In the end, the two sides were in a stalemate and each stepped back.

Gong Siyu returned the sleeping son to the demon again, with a baby bag, and promised to continue investigating the case for Linggui and find the missing underworld genitals. Of course, for Linggui, he was selfish, because , He is more willing to live in the two-person world with Lingyu than his son is at home.

The demon also endured his temper, took a step back, and returned to the underworld to announce that Lingkui was the ancestor.

Lingyu didn't have to get angry with the demon, but just wanted to rub his spirit.

Before evening, she died down.

It coincided with the return of Wuyou with large bags and small bags. Farreid was not at home, and went out shopping with Bai Feiran and Liuyun, but Wuyou had to knock on the door of Lingwei with Ning Lingge. .

At this time, Fan Wujiu didn't go back to the underworld with the demon, but he happened to be there. At the invitation of Lingyu, he decided to stay for dinner.

Lingyu was sitting on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, whispering to Fan Wujiu about what happened in the Western Xia Imperial Tomb.

Hearing the sound from the hallway, the two raised their eyes together.

For almost an instant, Fan Wujiu's sight was attracted by Ning Lingge's burly and tall figure. At a distance of 50 meters, he felt that Ning Lingge had no heartbeat, no breathing, no body temperature, which was equivalent to a dead person. However, it is no different from a living person, he can walk on his own, and when he has his own thoughts, Fan Wujiu's expressionless cold face rarely shows an expression of astonishment!

"That person is Ning Lingge." Seeing Fan Wujiao's expression, Linggui introduced hurriedly, "I wanted to take him to the underworld with him today, but thinking of his special circumstances, he may not be able to return after entering the underworld. I dispelled this idea. The owner of Yuanhao’s tomb was him. He also told me that the Yin Void Cauldrons in the tomb were all fake cauldrons. I am afraid that only he knew the whereabouts of the true cauldrons, but unfortunately, this person His memory is missing, and his heart also flies away, Master Fan...you said, can people live without heart?"

Fan Wujiu stared at Ning Lingge with a sharp gaze. Hearing the words, he muttered, "If you don't care, you can't live. Of course, there are exceptions!"

"Exception?" Lingwei was startled slightly.

Fan Wujiu's gaze almost moved with Ning Lingge's movement, "He is dead, but he is still like a living person, without heartbeat, temperature, breathing, or heart. You know how he maintains his body. Does it work?"

"what?"

"He has taken the Immortal Pill made by Yinxiu Cauldron." Fan Wujiao lowered the gods, the gods are mysterious and spiritual, "I have been in the underworld for thousands of years. Before the Yinxiu Cauldron disappeared, I had the honor to see In the scene where he opened the furnace to make alchemy, the Yinxuding Cauldron was one of the supreme spiritual tools made by the Emperor Qingwu. The great thing was that the immortal pill that only existed in the legend can be played even after death. The elixir of resurrection effect, the immortal pill that even the elixir of the gods’ moral heavens can’t make, only the Yinxiu Cauldron can make it, but Qingwu Emperor was afraid that the cauldron would be stolen by someone with evil intentions , Refining the pill in a random manner, and infused the Yin Deficiency Cauldron with the Shouding Yin Ling..."

(End of this chapter)