You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Seeing that Taoist Ziyun was angry, Fang Yan and Murong Lingyun became a little nervous for a moment.

Murong Lingyun wanted to say something else.

Suddenly, a person hurried in outside the living room.

He also ignored the presence of Fang Yan and Murong Lingyun.

He said loudly: "Father...something's not going right...Father...something big happened..."

Taoist Ziyun had nowhere to vent his anger.

Seeing his son barging in, he slapped his son in the face.

Taoist Ziyun said angrily: "It's embarrassing, what's wrong with it?"

"How is it appropriate to be in such a hurry?"

"Ziyun Guan's face has been completely humiliated by you..."

The man who came to report the news was beaten so hard that he staggered and fell to the ground.

He covered his cheek and said with an aggrieved look: "Father, something big has really happened..."

Taoist Ziyun's face turned blue and red in anger.

He stood up and grabbed his son's shirt.

He was carried out of the living room like a chicken.

Soon, only Fang Yan and Murong Lingyun, who looked confused, were left in the living room...

After confirming that Taoist Ziyun was really gone.

Murong Lingyun then said: "Senior brother, what should we do now?"

"Go back to the Second Holy Island?"

Fang Yan sighed helplessly and said, "Junior sister, you are too impatient."

"Originally there was room for change in this matter, but as soon as you opened your mouth, you blocked the way back..."

Murong Lingyun said with a cold face: "How can you blame me for this?"

"Senior Ziyun is so outrageous..."

Fang Yan sighed heavily again and said, "Forget it, it's useless to talk about it now."

"Wait, then."

"When Senior Ziyun comes back, let's say hello and leave."

"Although the matter didn't work out, we can't lose etiquette."

Halfway through his words, Fang Yan suddenly joked to Murong Lingyun: "Hey, it seems that your favorite senior brother Xiao is going to become a long-term player..."

Murong Lingyun heard Fang Yan joking about this with her.

She was angry and annoyed, but there was nothing she could do about Fang Yan.

I can only be sulky alone...

Taoist Ziyun carried his son out of the round hall to the front yard, and then threw him heavily to the ground.

He felt that his son had embarrassed him in front of Fang Yan and Murong Lingyun.

So I didn't give him a good look.

First he kicked him hard.

Then he said angrily: "You better have something important to do, otherwise let's see how I deal with you..."

Taoist Ziyun's son is full of grievances.

He said sadly: "Father, someone attacked our Ziyun Temple."

"He tied all eleven mothers to your bedroom in the backyard, and specially asked the children to inform you to see him..."

When Taoist Ziyun heard this, his expression changed drastically.

He thought it was Ershengdao who had come to him to pay him respects first and then to attack him.

He quickly asked: "Who are the visitors? Are they the two island owners of the Second Holy Island?"

His son shook his head and said: "He is not the owner of the Second Holy Island. I have never seen that person before..."

Taoist Ziyun frowned and remained silent.

He did not immediately save his wives.

Instead, he pondered in his heart: "Did the former enemies come to visit?"

"No, it's been hundreds of years. Everyone thinks I'm dead, right?"

"Should we give up Ziyun Temple and leave here quickly?"

"No, if they are really enemies, wouldn't it be better to kill them directly?"

"Why bother?"

Taoist Ziyun thought about it and felt that the person coming was not an enemy.

He decided to go and see what was going on...

Wait until he comes to his bedroom.

Taoist Ziyun saw dozens of people lying around in the hall.

These people are all his descendants.

They were not dead, they seemed to have just fainted.

In the center of the sleeping hall, there are two screens blocking the bed.

Through the translucent screen, Taoist Ziyun could vaguely see a figure sitting on his bed.

Taoist Ziyun did not dare to take action directly. Instead, he cupped his hands at the screen and said, "May I ask my friend his name?"

"Why did you attack Ziyun Temple for no reason?"

A hoarse voice came from the other side of the screen and said with a chuckle: "I really didn't expect that you were still alive and turned into some kind of Taoist Ziyun."

"It seems like your life is quite comfortable, right?"

Hearing this voice, Taoist Ziyun's legs softened and he knelt down directly.

He asked in a trembling voice with a panicked look on his face: "Poison...Lord Poison Emperor?"

"Is...is this you, old man?"

The screen in the dormitory suddenly fell into pieces and flew out.

They saw the Poison King of All Times sitting on Taoist Ziyun's big bed very arrogantly.

He hugged the two beautiful ladies of Taoist Ziyun in his arms.

The two ladies here were trembling in the arms of the Poison Emperor, but they did not dare to show any intention of resisting.

Because there were already eight cold corpses on the bed.

They were all brutally killed by the Poison Emperor because they resisted him...

Taoist Ziyun saw that he was indeed the Eternal Poison King.

He quickly touched his head to the ground and shouted loudly: "Lord Poison Emperor, I didn't know that you were here, so I missed your welcome. Please forgive me, Lord Poison..."

With that said, Taoist Ziyun shouted to his son behind him: "Hurry up, call your sisters and let them serve the Poison Emperor..."

The son who came with Taoist Ziyun was stunned when he heard this.

"What? Let your sisters serve the person who attacked Ziyun Temple?"

"Is my father crazy?"

Taoist Ziyun saw his son standing there in a daze.

He immediately flew up and kicked his son on the chest.

He yelled angrily: "Young man, why are you still standing there?"

"Why don't you hurry up and call them to receive the distinguished guests?"

Taoist Ziyun's son was kicked ten meters away and hit the wall heavily.

This kick directly broke more than a dozen of his ribs.

Seeing his father so angry, he didn't dare to complain at all.

Answered 'Yes'.

Then he staggered up and went to help the Poison Emperor find his sisters...

After kicking his son away.

Taoist Ziyun knelt on the ground with a flattering look and said with a smile, "Lord Poison Emperor, where did you come from?"

"Why are you here now?"

The Eternal Poison King sneered and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm not here to trouble you today."

"Two young men came to you to borrow magic weapons. Is this true?"

Taoist Ziyun was a little confused as to why the Poison Emperor Wansi cared about this matter.

He didn't dare to hide it and said quickly: "It is true."

"Those two are disciples of Long Fei from the Second Holy Island."

"They haven't left yet, they are still in the junior viewing hall."

"Could it be that, Lord Poison Emperor, you want to massacre the Second Holy Island?"

"If you have this intention, I will do my best for you..."

The Poison King of Eternity said solemnly: "Stop talking nonsense."

"Let them take your magic weapon away."

"Just pretend I haven't been here, do you understand?"

Although Taoist Ziyun didn't understand which part of Eternal Poison Emperor's song he was singing.

But how could he dare to be disobedient in the slightest?

Taoist Ziyun quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Yes, this junior understands."

"This junior has never seen the Poison Emperor. This junior will give them the magic weapon and let them take it away..."

The Eternal Poison King nodded with great satisfaction and said: "Well, that's right."

After saying that, the Poison King of Eternity stood up from the bed and left the dormitory without looking back.

From the beginning to the end, Taoist Ziyun did not dare to raise his head and look at the Wanshi Poison Emperor.

He kneeled on the ground respectfully like a dog.

Wait until the Eternal Poison Emperor leaves.

He raised his head carefully.

Watching the wives he loved most on his bed died tragically.

Taoist Ziyun cursed in his heart: "What's going on? Why is he here?"

"Why am I so unlucky?"