Call of Eschatology

A voice that seemed to laugh at it came from the mouth of Tongtian Demon Vine, but the next second, the answer to Wenyu's question was not Tongtian Demon Vine, but Mo Xuan standing in front of Wen Yu.

I saw Mo Xuan respectfully and respectfully holding up the token with both hands, then kneeling on both knees, gently forehead on the ground, enough to pass from Mo Xuan's mouth with a frenzied voice.

"Have seen the young master!"

...

"Have seen the young master!"

Looking at him in front of him, he followed Mo Xuan kneeling down to the natives of the immortal world, Wen Yu didn't hold a drink in his mouth, and almost sprayed out!

"Little Lord?"

Wenyu was expressionless on the surface, but deep inside, he eagerly asked the Tongtian Demon Vine.

"A gold pattern represents the lord. There is no gold pattern on the lord. Only three people can wear this suit ..."

Regardless of the shocked Wenyu, the Tongtian monster rattan continued.

"One person is the founder of Wanxian League, and also the first leader of Wanxian League, Tongtian Xiandi."

"The second is the great disciple of the Emperor Tiantian. The Xiaxia world is second only to the Emperor's eleventh-level detachment. Tiandao, um, now that guy should be resurrected on the tenth floor of the Heavenly Palace."

"Third place is the identity I arranged for you ..."

In the last sentence, Tong Tian Yao Teng said something hesitant.

However, Wenyu did not hear the strangeness of the Tongtian Demon Rattan's words. Wenyu, who was smashed by a huge pie on his head, turned his head around the sky at this moment, just asking instinctively.

"What identity?"

"Tiantian Xiandi's son, en, the only child ..."

"Child ... son?"

As if a pot of cold water was poured over his head, Wenyu suddenly sobered up!

Is your son okay?

It ’s not that Wenyu has a mental cleansing habit. The Emperor Tiantian is so old and so high in status that he is the father of himself. His status is definitely more than enough. Maybe he has earned it.

However, the identity of the only son of the Celestial Emperor is definitely not a minority, that is, those who have a higher status and who have been in contact with this identity ontology can immediately break through Wenyu's fake as soon as they see Wenyu. Identity!

With this identity, Wenyu might be mixed open in the lower heaven, but once he reached the upper level, hehe.

The thought of being chased down by a large group of ten-level limit-breakers with various bottom-level props, Wen Yu instantly felt malicious from the entire world.

Maybe it was Wenyu's worries that felt, and Tongtian demon vine sighed.

"Your son must be fake, because Emperor Tongtian Xian has no son ..."

"But the identity is true, because the identity was set long before the Emperor Tongtian immortal. Except for the boy in Tiandao, no one can break through your fake identity, and ..."

"Tiandao also knows the ins and outs of the whole plan, and he will only take the initiative to cover you."

"In other words, you don't have to be afraid of anything. Your identity now is the only son of the Emperor Tiantian, and currently the most noble identity of the entire Tiangong."

"So, boy, understand why I said clothes and tokens are the biggest gains from your trip to Tiangong?"

Wen Yu swallowed heavily.

What does the only son of the Celestial Celestial Emperor mean?

Means the second or even highest identity of the entire Tiangong, and has this identity in hand ...

Wait, Wen Yu suddenly flashed a thought.

With a weird look, Mo Xuan and others who still knelt on the ground and did not dare to move, Wen Yu hesitantly said something to Tongtian Demon Vine.

"I'll give you some truth. You said that Tiangong is the palace of Emperor Tiantian. Is everything in him?"

"Yes!"

The answer of Tongtian Demon Vine is very positive-Tiangong, this is the personal belongings of Emperor Tiantian.

"Well, Zi Cheng's father's business, do you have this saying in Xianxia World?"

Tongtian Yaoteng did not answer Wenyu's question, because Tongtian Yaoteng already thought about what Wenyu wanted to say.

As if talking to himself from Wen Yu's mouth.

"My dad is dead. I am still the only child. I take his legacy for granted. This logical relationship is very comfortable. Tiangong belongs to my dad. My dad died and I do n’t have any problems."

"That is to say, the moment I get this identity, I am actually the master of this temple, right? Everything in the temple is mine, right?"

Tongtian Yaovine was silent for a long time.

"That's what it says ..."

"But you dare think about TMD ..."

"Oh? Is there any resistance? According to you, only Tiandao can distinguish my true and false, and he will also cover me, then my identity is actually true, and now I am hanging Tongtianxian As the emperor's son, what do I want to take? Who dares to control it? "

The Tongtian Demon Vine followed Wenyu's robber logic quickly, and then immediately stung.

The answer is that no one except Dadao can manage it, and no one dares to manage it ...

But at present Tiandao itself has other things. It is trapped in the tenth floor of the Tiangong and cannot be lowered at all, which means that under the tenth floor of the Tiangong, Wenyu only needs to be within the sphere of influence of the immortal world. There is absolutely no solution!

Give Wenyu a high status. This was originally to facilitate Wenyu's actions and provide extra security for Wenyu, but who can guess Wenyu's gangster temper?

This is what makes the real wolf into the room!

...

"Snapped!"

The crisp beating sounded in the quiet sitting room.

Mo Xuan quietly raised his head, and saw at a glance that Master Xiao was sitting on a chair, with a cloudy look on his face, and the red palm print on his face was slowly dissipating.

Quickly bowed his head, at this moment Wen Yu's ugly state stayed in Mo Xuan's heart briefly for a second, and then was forced out of his heart by Mo Xuan.

It is disrespectful to see the ugly state of the young master!

In fact, the majesty of the Celestial Emperor in the Heaven Palace is far beyond the imagination of Wenyu. Since the advent of the immortal Emperor, the Emperor has been tens of thousands of years, leaving traces of the immortal world. Is it clear and clear that one can say a few sentences?

At the moment, Wenyu ignored the little movement of Mo Xuan below—Wenyu was regretful for the stupid things he had just done.

The Tiangong is all its own. What do you want? Isn't that a sentence? Still have to waste your legs and tongues and go shopping around?

And the military guy!

They dig the ground on the second floor of Tiangong. Is this the digging of their "daddy" grave?

Can this be tolerated? Wen Yu thinks he can't stand it!

I have to say that the great benefit of the day, no, this is the greater benefit than the sky when Wen Yu was hit on Wen Yu's head, Wen Yu decisively inherited the identity of Tongtian Xiandi's son without any trace of psychological pressure.

I play your son, you give me inheritance.

Well, nothing wrong!