I ran with the ball after being pregnant with the male lead's cub

Now that the entrance to the prehistoric ruins has been found, it is self-evident what will happen next.

Sure enough, I saw Xing Siming laughing back in anger: "Master Wei, I am not only here for this matter today. Now that the entrance has been found, I have the support of most of the immortals in the world of cultivating immortals, and I am still very confident to open it. Prehistoric ruins. But..."

When he said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth, "In addition to the help of dozens of loose immortals, there is another crucial condition. To open the entrance, you must use the blood of a saint as a guide. Master Wei Gu can help me with this."

Wei Lin played with the rim of the teacup in his hand, his face didn't change at all.

Xing Siming didn't need his answer, and continued with his own words with a smile: "Then I will ask Master Wei Gu."

Wei Lin sneered: "Can I still refuse?"

Xing Siming himself didn't give him a chance to refuse, not even this option.

Xing Siming tapped the table with his fingertips and remained silent, but his attitude was already obvious.

To open the entrance of the prehistoric ruins, you need to arrange a summoning formation, and it is impossible to pull Wei Lin to let blood on the same day.Even if Xing Siming was already very impatient, he had to be patient and wait for the formation and seal carving to be completed.

"Before the seal formation is finished, please stay here with Guzhu Wei. It's best not to go to your hot spring."

In just two sentences, Wei Lin will be imprisoned in this bamboo house again.Xing Siming was very cautious, even though all the people in Guigu had been locked up by him, and Wei Lin had his spiritual orifices sealed by him, but at this last moment, he still had to be on guard against Wei Lin would run away.

Wei Lin just curled his lips when he heard that, even if Xing Siming didn't shut him down, he wouldn't run away, after all, he wanted to open up the prehistoric ruins more than Xing Siming.

Once Xing Siming opened the prehistoric ruins, his goal was achieved.

Not only Xing Siming was afraid that Wei Lin would run away, but Wei Lin was also worried that the scattered immortals Xing Siming had invited would change their minds and leave.

He inquired calmly: "Sect Master Xing is so confident, he is not afraid that your allies will give you a hand at the last moment."

Xing Siming's eyes were dark, and he said in a very complacent tone: "They dare not."

Seeing him like this, Wei Lin knew that he must have held back.Thinking about it, Xing Siming is not much better than him, even worse.They are all people who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, how could they pin their hopes on the so-called partnership.

It seems that he doesn't have to worry about losing one of these loose immortals.

The smile in Wei Lin's eyes became a little more sincere. He knew that Xing Siming, like him, was about to realize his ambition for many years, and it was impossible to give up what was at his fingertips no matter what.

He frowned slightly, and chuckled: "The ruins of Honghuang are not so easy to open, Sect Master Xing's careful wish has come to nothing."

Xing Siming heard the words and said: "If you can't do it once, then you can do it twice or three times. You can finally get it. You don't have to worry about this. You just need to take care of your body and prepare for bloodletting at any time."

Wei Lin squinted his eyes, noncommittal.

"Master Wei, please stay here well."

Xing Siming felt that there was no need to be false and submissive. After saying this, he turned and walked out. Before leaving, he told the inner disciples in the dark to watch carefully.

What he didn't know was that just as he left Wei Lin's bamboo house on his front foot, Kunpeng turned over from the window and jumped in on his back foot.

"What are you doing here?"

Seemingly surprised by his arrival, Wei Lin frowned slightly.According to his arrangement, Kunpeng should be in Zhongzhou at this time.

Kunpeng didn't dislike it either, and sat down on the chair that Xing Siming had been sitting on, pushed the confiscated teacup on the table aside, took another teacup and poured himself a cup.

After taking a sip of hot tea with an expression of enjoyment, Kunpeng said leisurely, "As I am the closest to you, I will report the situation to you."

There was a gleam of light in his golden eyes without emotion, he looked at Kunpeng and said, "How is it?"

Kunpeng said: "The three formations have been confirmed, and there is no problem. As long as Xing Siming activates the formation to summon the ruins of the wild, then the three formations will be activated at the same time."

Wei Lin nodded, pondered for a moment and then asked: "Have the four spirits returned to their places?"

When Wei Lin asked this question, he felt a little heavy. He was not worried about the others, but Duan Xi...

Thinking of the look in Duan Xi's eyes when he saw him for the last time, Wei Lin's calm heart lake for many days was stirred up by a stone.

Thinking of Duan Xi's heart-like ashen eyes at that time, Wei Lin's heart felt as if someone had squeezed it in the palm of his hand, causing waves of tingling pain.

He thought that he would not be affected, and it turned out that he seemed to overestimate himself.

The agency has plotted for many years, and there are countless people who have been plotted by him, and Duan Xi is the only one who makes him use him so much that he feels guilty.

Kunpeng gave him a meaningful look: "They are all back to their positions, just waiting for your order, and they will turn their gods into gods guarding one side again."

Wei Lin's straight lips moved, and he asked after a while: "Is it Duan Xi who went to Nanling?"

Kunpeng said: "It's him."

Wei Lin nodded when he heard this, and fell silent again.The four spirits were originally an extremely important step in his plan. He had already prepared for Duan Xi to completely turn against him and be replaced by Jiufeng, who is also a fire-attribute divine bird.When he found out that Duan Xi had really taken over the position of the Southern Spirit, he was both surprised and took it for granted.

He is the one who gives people hope, and he is the one who uses people up and down.In fact, if Duan Xi broke up with him, maybe he can feel at ease, but Duan Xi is too stupid, he has been heartbroken by him, and he has no hesitation in letting him use it.

"I guess he hates me to the core."

Wei Lin murmured very softly, and he could hardly hear it unless he listened carefully, but Kunpeng could still hear it clearly as a cultivator has sharp eyes and ears.

He clicked his tongue: "I'm afraid he will hate you, so don't do it so badly at the beginning."

Wei Lin smiled bitterly: "I'm not afraid that he will hate me."

He was just afraid that Duan Xi was still waiting for him with a glimmer of hope, and if he died by then, this idiot was afraid that he would go crazy.

From the day when Wei Lin started planning, he never thought that he would survive after scheming the way of heaven.For so many years, he let himself live as a person who is cold-blooded and ruthless in order to achieve his goals, but he accidentally killed Duan Xi.

He shouldn't have given Duan Xi any hope, but he was obsessed with ghosts that night, greedy for that intoxicating tenderness, which made it difficult to end now.

Wei Lin clasped his fingers together, leaned back against the back of the chair, raised his chin slightly, and looked distracted.

Kunpeng didn't wait for his response, and didn't bother him when he saw him suddenly lost his mind, sipping tea by himself.

A cup of tea was quickly drunk, and the tea in the pot was already cold. Kunpeng was just about to make another pot when Wei Lin, who was opposite him, suddenly said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Startled, Kunpeng put down the lid of the teapot in his hand, "Say it."

Wei Lin said something silently, but Kunpeng still understood it, and his eyes were full of disapproval with a downcast face: "You little snake, you are hopeless."

Wei Lin said: "If it can't be saved, it can't be saved, it doesn't matter."

Kunpeng hesitated to speak, and finally did not tell Wei Lin about Lingxi looking for him.

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