The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

"In the pure world, you are happy."

The beautiful woman gently touched the head of the girl in front of her, her eyes were indescribably tender, as if she were looking at her own child.

"Is this my wife and my childhood master?"

After entering the River of Chaotic Sky, Qin Yuan's condition improved a little, but he still leaned tiredly in Jin Mang Qin Yuan's arms.

The latter nodded, still calm as if he had seen all the endings.

The scene in front of her changed. Wen Ling's eyes were covered with a white cloth, and she was supported into the room by Xiang He and Yao Yun.

"It's mysterious, what's the matter?"

Wen Ling's tone was a bit stinky, and Yao Yun secretly pinched her when she heard this: "You'll know in a moment, right?"

"Boring." She snorted softly, and several people also walked to the place.

As soon as Xiang He helped her untie the white cloth from her eyes, Wen Ling felt something coming towards her quickly, and she subconsciously revealed her true name.

Xuanzhong: "Fuck!"

"Hey! Qing Huan, don't chop! That's my mount!" Yao Yun quickly held her back, while Xiang He didn't know why he was holding Wen Ling's waist.

Only then did she see clearly that Xuanzhong was holding a small folk object, retracting into his shell and looking at her with horror on his face.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Uh...Happy thousand years to Emperor Wen Tian!" The warm people in the room reacted, opened the rings of small objects, and fireworks were set off indoors.

Uh...Master Wife has ten seconds to arrive at the battlefield.

"You...this emperor is pleased."

The gorgeous fireworks shone on Wen Ling's face, and the scene was a bit chaotic. Several Wen Chui inexplicably set each other's clothes on fire, turning into little firemen and making noisy noises.

It turns out that I have been a good person for thousands of years...

Wen Ling stood there not knowing what to think, when Yao Yun suddenly pushed her: "Qing Huan, run quickly, the master's wife is here."

"Huh? I didn't do anything wrong, why did I run away?"

"This is your room."

"!!!"

"Are you a human?" Wen Ling's eyes widened, and Xiang He silently pushed open the side window for her. His movements were very skillful, and he had obviously done it many times before.

"Ling'er, are you going to demolish the house?" A helpless female voice came from outside. It was very gentle, but it was quiet before the storm. Someone jumped out of the window and ran away without thinking. She didn't want to experience the master's secret skills.

etc!It was all done by Yao Yun and the others. Even if it is my room, it has nothing to do with me?

As soon as this thought came out, the house behind Wen Ling exploded...

"Ling'er, come here, my wife wants to tell you something."

It’s impossible not to run now!

Wen Ling ran all the way and was driven to Luonv Lake by her mistress unknowingly. She didn't know what festival it was today, and there were countless boats on the lake.

"Boatman, set off the boat." She stepped onto the boat. The sky above Luonv Lake was forbidden. Even the Immortal Emperor could not fly over it. This was the rule.

"Ling'er, where are you going?" The middle-aged man turned around slowly. This man was the sect master of Shangshan and Wen Ling's master.

"I……"

Wen Ling surrendered and sat down languidly on the spot. His wife also walked onto the boat.

"Master, Master, my disciple is at fault. I should not let Yao Yun and the others run wild."

Regardless of whether something is right or wrong, just admit your mistakes first and then be done with it. Don't make Master or Mistress angry. This is the way to survive, Wen Ling thought silently.

The elders one after another couldn't help but smile. The master's wife sat down next to her first and touched her head: "Ling'er, happy birthday."

"Buzz..." The high-pitched strings rang, and the lights on the boat became brighter and merged into one color from afar. The disciples of Shangshan walked out: "Senior Sister Wen, happy birthday!"

"Hey, are you surprised?" The space was opened to the point of a crack, and Yao Yun jumped out and filled the Wen Ling pot with hot wine.

"What's your idea? But my house is still gone." Although Wen Ling said this, she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"You just said you didn't have the surprise of surviving a catastrophe, right?" Yao Yun scratched her head in embarrassment: "Besides, you are the Immortal Emperor, why don't you just wave your hand to the house?"

"You know how to fix things." The master's wife knocked on her head, and the boat left the shore and sailed towards the lake.

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"Qing Huan, look, it's snowing!"

After walking for an unknown amount of time, clear snow began to drift in the sky. Wen Ling spread her hands to catch a piece of snow. The snow had not yet melted, but her heart did.

"Auspicious snow is auspicious sign, respectfully, Senior Sister Wen."

The disciples picked up the wine flask, and Wen Chui, who had fallen behind, also got on the boat.

Boat, clear snow, fine wine, and the person you love most.

Everything was deeply engraved in Wen Ling's mind. She drank it gently, and her drunken eyes were immediately covered with mist. She was really happy, but she never said it...

When the snow falls, the sky and the earth are stunningly beautiful, but in my opinion, all of this is inferior to you, the Shangshan Immortal Sect.

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"Master, happy birthday." Qin Yuan silently watched this scene from a distance. Jin Mang Qin Yuan was speechless because she knew that the thousand-year bloody battle would begin next.

Soon the beautiful picture started to catch fire, the drunken man woke up, and he was wearing a divine costume and commanding thousands of troops to fight against the astrology.

The fluttering Wen Ziqi pushed her all the way, and she really didn't lose once, until the end of the Astrology Palace, the thousand-year bloody battle came to an end.

"Chen Ming, are you willing to surrender?"

Wen Ling, dressed in white like snow, holding Bilu's true name in her hand, stood before all the troops, full of high spirits.

"Surrender?" Chen Ming laughed, completely without any frustration of defeat: "Emperor Wen Tian, ​​you and I are both good at fortune-telling, can you avoid your own destiny?"

"You acted, and you failed miserably."

Wen Ling stopped talking nonsense with him, the sky and the earth turned dark in an instant, and the Shangshan disciple and the Astrology disciple also moved their hands on each other.

Seeing this, Chen Ming smiled even more wildly: "The sky and the earth are wiped out by a sword, and everyone in the universe is named Wen, but do you think I am still the same as before?"

The extinguished sword light fell, and two demonic energies suddenly erupted beside Wen Ling. Before she could react, they blocked Chen Ming.

Wen Ling's eyes narrowed sharply, and she could no longer stop her momentum.

"Ling'er..."

Hot blood splashed on the white clothes, and the bodies of the master and his wife exploded!

"What a sword! Kill the people close to you!" Chen Ming looked at Wen Ling, who was frozen in place, with a distorted face. The big money in his hand pulled out two souls that were about to disappear.

"The astrology is the same as the good and noble ones, do you really think that I have no power to fight back?"

"you……"

"Thousand-year layout and reincarnated demon fetus are things you have always wanted to eliminate."

"Now the souls of your master and your master's wife are here. With just one strike of the sword, they can be liberated. Just kill them!"

Chen Ming yelled, but the real name of Bi Lu in the past was extremely heavy. Her hands were shaking a little, and the blood on her body was burning like fire.

"If you don't kill me, I will kill you." Chen Ming slashed Shan Hai with his sword. Wen Ling came back to stop him, but the sword was originally aimed at her.

The two shocking sword lights collided crazily. Chen Ming knew that he was no match for them, so he decisively took the souls of his master and his wife to resist them.

"Ling'er..."

Who will be destroyed in the end?

With the sound of silence that did not enter the reincarnation, Wen Ling's mentality exploded, her sword was unstable and she was hit hard.

"puff……"

Blood spurted out from her mouth, and cracks appeared in her invincible heart.

"Chen Ming! I'm going to kill you!"

"Hahaha! Besides killing people close to you, who else can you kill?"