After giving up on love, the female supporting role dominates the world of immortality

Wan Liunian was not angry because of Mo Qianxin's strange aura, but calmly said, "Shi Xin, after all these years, you still blame me?"

Mo Qian wanted to open Wan Liunian's head to see if he was missing something very important called a brain.

Can he not blame him? !

What Wan Liunian was doing back then was human affairs? !

I wonder who could not hate him after his spiritual roots were pulled out, and he was slandered and kicked out of the house by his own father!

Mo Qianxin almost broke his molar teeth.

Although he had killed Wan Liunian a thousand and eight hundred times in his heart, but because of the conflict, he was delayed in taking the little devil back. Mo Qian thought to himself, "How could the son blame his father? The father wants the son to die, and the son has to die." .How could I have such thoughts?"

Wan Liunian was very satisfied with Mo Qianxin's "foolish filial piety". He stood up and walked towards Mo Qianxin, reaching out to put his hand on his shoulder to explore his spiritual roots and realm strength.

Mo Qianxin didn't want to have anything to do with Wan Liunian at all. He dodged, but was unable to move due to Wan Liunian's strong pressure.

For a moment he was nervous.

Wan Liunian can detect his miscellaneous spiritual roots and the demonic veins in his body. Once he knows his current state, he will definitely become suspicious.

The golden spiritual power searched Mo Qianxin's body, and after encountering his broken spiritual roots and the unclear demonic veins that had grown into it, Wan Liunian withdrew the spiritual energy.

Wan Liunian also knew that this son was born to him and a demon woman. It was not surprising that he had demon veins.

What surprised him was that Mo Qiaoxin could survive to this day just by relying on his broken spiritual roots and foundation-building cultivation.

Thinking of the girl who was traveling with him, Wan Liunian became clear.

That girl intentionally hid her cultivation, but he could also feel that the girl's cultivation was above Nascent Soul.

Wan Liunian put away his pressure and said calmly, "Is it the female cultivator who is accompanying you who has been transferring spiritual energy to you?"

Mo Qianxin was able to move again, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Wan Liunian didn't have the ability to find out how he was practicing the demonic skills.

He mistakenly believed that the reason for his longevity was that cultivators transferred spiritual energy to him and forcibly extended his life.

This saved him the trouble of making up excuses, so he simply admitted Wan Liunian's guess and said, "What else? My spiritual roots were pulled out by you, father, and you framed me as a demon spy. Without anyone else's help, I Can you still survive until now?"

Wan Liunian was silent for a long time. There seemed to be a guilty look on his face, but it disappeared after a while. He looked straight at Mo Qianxin, with an unexplainable meaning in his eyes, and said slowly,

"Putting your fate in the hands of others is not a long-term solution after all. Go back with me. As long as I live for one day, I will protect you."

Mo Qianxin's face flashed with confusion. He never thought that Wan Liunian would say the words "protect him well".

But after thinking about it carefully, Mo Qian felt like laughing again.

It was too inconsistent to say this from Wan Liunian's mouth.

He was the one who pulled out his spiritual roots and ruined his path to immortality; he was the one who thought he was useless without spiritual roots and accused him and his mother of colluding with the demons to drive him out of the house; now it was he who wanted to be a good father and pretended to help him.

Disgusting.

This extremely vicious human cultivator was not struck to death by a thunderbolt, and his realm has leapt to the integration stage. It's really God's short-sightedness.

The ink prisoner's heart picked off a thousand faces, and the red light flowed in the almond eyes.

He couldn't beat Wan Liunian head-on, but he was good at using dirty tricks.

Especially the old Bideng's eyes were dim and he couldn't see his little movements clearly.

Why not take advantage of his illness and kill him? !

So Mo Qianxin was gentle and gentle, and asked innocently, "Is it true, father? You don't despise your son for being useless?" At the same time, he quietly pulled out a red thread from the sea of ​​consciousness that only he himself could see. .

The puppet technique he mastered is two completely different demon techniques from what Ye Luo mastered.

Rather than saying it is a puppet technique, it is more like the charm control technique of a succubus.

As long as the person he wants to control desires him, whether the desire is lust, greed, love, or longing, he can temporarily control the person who has desires.

The stronger the desire, the easier it is to control it.

It seems that Wan Liunian feels guilty towards him, wants to make up for him, and wants to do his best to be good to him. This is not a kind of desire, but it also gives Mo Qianxin an opportunity to use this demonic technique. opportunity.

That red thread was effortlessly tied into Wanliunian's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Why would I despise you for being useless?" Wan Liunian smiled helplessly, with a rare gentleness in his tone, and he said, "I was the one who was sorry for you back then. You are my son, and I want to make it up to you."

The smile at the corner of Mo Qianxin's mouth became even sweeter.

Compensate me? OK, use your life to make it up to me.

He pulled the red thread and wanted to make Wan Liunian pinch his neck just like he did to Wu Yue last time.

But...that red line didn't move at all.

Why can't you move it? !

Mo Qian didn't believe in evil, so he pulled out another red thread, but the result was still the same as before.

Could it be that because the demonic energy in the human world is thin, his use of demonic skills will be restricted?

Mo Qianxin quickly denied this speculation. He had demonic energy in his body, which was enough.

That can only show that this old Bidden never cared about him from the bottom of his heart. He was just paying lip service to protecting him and pretending to be a show-off!

Mo Qianxin's hand holding the red thread was trembling - he was so angry.

He resisted the urge to curse, his voice trembled, with a hint of crying, and the smile on his face could no longer be maintained. He asked, "Dad, have you ever thought about your son in these years? Do you have any regrets?"

Wan Liunian took a step forward and held Mo Qionxin's hand. Two lines of clear tears flowed from his eyes. He said, "Why didn't you think about it? Shi Xin, I miss you all the time."

Mo Qiao's heart was filled with anger for a moment.

If the red line hadn't been motionless, Mo Qianxin would have been deceived by Wan Liunian's superb acting skills.

Wan Liunian has really not changed at all, he is still so shameless and shameless.

Mo Qianxin took a deep breath, took out his hand, his face was as cold as ice, but his tone was pure, and he thought for the sake of thousands of years, "But my son is already a useless person, and my father taking me back will only increase my burden. Even if my father doesn't care, my son will be a burden." I don’t want others to make irresponsible remarks about my father because of me.”

If the children of a large sect leader are mediocre, others will inevitably say unpleasant things.

However, Wan Liunian was uncharacteristic and insisted on taking him back. He said, "Shi Xin, as long as I am here, I can replenish your spiritual roots and you can continue to practice. Although it is not as good as the original one, if you work harder in the future In cultivation, reaching Nascent Soul is not a problem.”

Thank you, he doesn't care about a Nascent Soul. He is now in the middle stage of practicing demonic skills and can crush a hundred Nascent Souls to death with his own strength.

"Thank you father for your kindness, but my son has already changed his mind..."

While the two were fighting fiercely, Zhang Miaomiao's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, very urgently, "Mo...Bai Shixin, are you in there? I have something to do with you!"

Bai Shixin was Mo Qiaoxin's original name in the human world. On the way back to the inn, he introduced himself by this name. This is why Wan Liunian recognized him.

Mo Qianxin didn't want to be under the same roof with Wan Liunian for a moment. He was afraid that he would be pissed to death by Wan Liunian's shamelessness before he could complete his revenge!

He took this opportunity and quickly slipped out of the room.

However, the moment he dodged out of the room, Wan Liunian's eyes suddenly turned cold. He wiped two tears from his face, and then pulled off the two red threads in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He really learned Mo Lan's demonic skills...

Wan Liunian tightened his grip on the red thread and considered the feasibility of using his son to deal with Ye Luo's orphan.

He still doesn't know whether Ye Luo's child can suppress the blood of the demons as powerfully as Ye Luo, nor does he know how powerful she is.

But he had already seen that girl in his dream last night. She was the child of Ye Luo and that person. Sooner or later she would be able to learn all the truth, and sooner or later she would bring the demons back with them.