Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

"Mother-in-law, after dealing with the Shenbing Mansion, I will go to the Heavenly Secret Murder."

Nangong Junchen smiled at Situ Feifei, he naturally knew that Situ Feifei was worried about his safety, but he didn't care.

One is that he has a certain amount of confidence, and the other is that he has also practiced the Myriad Realms Technique after all, and the opportunity to kill the world cannot be missed.

More importantly, he hopes that his children will be very strong from birth, because this is a world where the weak eat the strong, and strength is respected!

"Okay, I will sort out the information I have about the secret killing world in the next few days."

Mother-in-law Lotus is very satisfied with Nangong Junchen's attitude. In a sense, she and Nangong Junchen have the same idea, and she also hopes that the child in Situ Feifei's belly will be stronger.

Peace and security is one aspect, and strength is another aspect, otherwise how can you protect yourself. Having experienced the destruction of the Wanshu family, Mother-in-law Lianhua paid more attention to this point.

"Thank you mother-in-law for that."

After Nangong Junchen finished speaking, he took Situ Feifei and left here. The two walked in the peach forest, the water was gurgling, and the empty valley was resonating, as if they were in a fairyland.

"Feifei, don't worry, I never do anything I'm not sure about."

Nangong Junchen held the other's hand, and could feel the worry in the other's heart. Along the way, he suddenly remembered when Mu Xian'er and Situ Feifei gave him the greatest help when he first came to this world.

Now that both women are pregnant with his children, it seems to him that this is the birth of a true sense of belonging in this world.

As a man, he must become stronger, and he must protect the women around him.

In the near future, he will have children, and when the next generation is born, he will also take care of the growth of the next generation.

This is responsibility.

"Well, when the time comes, Feifei and the son will go together." Situ Feifei said.

"That can't be done, just be obedient and take a good rest."

Nangong Junchen smiled slightly, "If you don't obey, then I can only punish you."

Situ Feifei looked shy. She and Nangong Junchen hadn't seen each other very much in these days. At this moment, she burst into flames and became emotional again. At this moment, she couldn't care about anything else, and immediately squeezed into Nangong Junchen's arms.

The murmur spread, and the light waves filled the sky, and the two bodies have long been inseparable from you and me.

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The king's veins, the king's family.

With the spread of the seventh sound of the Holy King Drum, the atmosphere in the audience suddenly boiled.

Waiting, finally arrived at this moment, everyone had this hunch, but when Wang Yi was about to enter the eighth ring, or even the ninth ring, they couldn't help but burst out in admiration.

"Breaking records, as long as Mr. Wang Yi plays normally, the next eighth or even the limit nine will be perfectly fine."

"Yeah, it seems that Young Master Wang Wuchen's record will soon be trampled by Young Master Wang Yi."

"The eighth sound will trigger the will of the ancestors of the Wang family and baptize them. I am afraid that Young Master Wang's cultivation will break the confinement and step into the level of the Great Saint Star Lord!"

"Great Sage Star Lord, even if it is on the list of young people in the Shenbing Palace, only the top three can do it!"

At this time, Wang Yi's halo was shining and unstoppable.

Rao is Wang Wuchen and Wang Yuan, their expressions became silent. Obviously, Wang Yi's performance made their fears more intense.

"Wang Yuan, it seems that the opponent you are facing is very difficult to deal with."

Behind Wang Yuan, Lu Changsheng was still sluggish and pale, but no one knew that his injury had already healed.

While speaking, his expression was quite inexplicable, as if he was excited, as if he was looking forward to Wang Yichao's performance.

"Master, no matter how strong Wang Yi is, it's hard to stop the power of Master, isn't it?" Wang Yuan smiled lightly.

"It's really embarrassing."

Lu Changsheng murmured, "I want Wang Yiqiang, but I can't let him get the position of young master. Wang Yuan, when you shoot him, you must be careful and save his life, remember!"

"Master, this makes me very embarrassed."

Wang Yuan sneered, "But since it was Master's order, then of course I will do it."

Lu Changsheng disapproved of Wang Yuan's attitude. He gave Wang Yuan powerful power and inspired Wang Yuan's killing intent, but he did not deprive the other party of consciousness. He did not want to attract the attention of the elders of the royal family.

Although Wang Yuan has a bad reputation in the Wang family and is known as the alcoholic son, but in the final analysis, he is the son of the Wang family. cause trouble.

But in the end, all Wang Yuan's actions are under his control. If Wang Yuan has the slightest disobedience, he can deprive Wang Yuan of everything at any time.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the eighth sound of the Holy King's Drum came out.

Immediately after that, another lingering sound spread, followed by the limit ninth sound.

The audience suddenly fell silent, completely unexpected, the eighth and ninth sounds of the most difficult drum of the Holy King were actually connected one after the other, as if they were lined up.

"Roar--"

The next moment, the audience boiled over.

Everyone shouted for Wang Yi, and the elders of the Wang family were even more excited. The appearance of the ninth limit of the limit represented the rise of a supreme genius.

Their god soldiers and royal veins are very similar to their glory!

buzzing.

Wang Yi walked out of the secret realm of the Holy King Drum, and he was bathed in divine light, like a juvenile deity.

During the march, the breeze was floating, the long hair was fluttering, and it was freely publicized. From this moment on, Wang Yi's edge was like a sharp sword unsheathed, showing everything.

"Respectfully please the ancestor's will!"

Under everyone's attention, Wang Yi stopped and bowed respectfully towards the sky above the square.

Worship, Worship, Worship again, Wang Yi's expression is extremely solemn, every time he worships, it is like a dull thunder pounding in the hearts of everyone. After the third worship, the audience was silent.

Boom!

At this moment, the sky was turbulent, nine divine lights descended, and a big sun was rising.

In the middle of the big sun, a golden light pierced the heavens and the earth, and a golden throne appeared in the light. On the throne, sat an emperor-like old man.

The ancestor of the Wang family, a god!

Everyone forgot to breathe. Rao was the will of the Lord, which made them feel the supreme suppression.

"Congratulations to the ancestors!"

The elders of the royal family saluted one after another, looking excited.

Several old men who had been watching from the dark also appeared and saluted the throne.

Wang Yunfei, the contemporary head of the Wang family, also appeared. This person is a quasi-divine master who has lived for more than two thousand years. In front of the will of the ancestors of the Wang family, he is only a younger generation.

The figure on the throne did not go to see Wang Yunfei and the elders of the Wang family. He just looked at Wang Yi and said with admiration, "Wang Yi, you are very good!"

In a word, Rao Wang Yi couldn't help but feel endless excitement.

He knew that the ancestor of the Wang family was a God Lord during his lifetime, and the words of the ancestor were equivalent to blessing him with a halo. Based on this alone, no one in the Wang family could exclude him or cancel his position.

However, he has always valued real things, and naturally, what he wants is the baptism of his ancestors.

He said respectfully, "Ancestor Muzan, Wang Yi implores the ancestor to descend and baptize."

"OK!"

The figure on the throne laughed freely, as if he thought this junior was really interesting. Immediately, he waved his hand, and the sun below him turned into a shimmer, "Wang Yi, accept my baptism, you must Be loyal to the royal family and protect the royal family!"

The ancestor of the Wang family scanned the audience, his eyes swept over Wang Yunfei and other Wang family members, and then he looked at the void, and the corner of his eye passed Lu Changsheng in the stands.

He didn't say anything, and when he retracted his gaze, the gleam in his hand quickly disappeared into Wang Yi's eyebrows.

The baptism of the ancestors of the royal family began with a round of great sun power!