There is an evil fairy in Tiangong

Liu Yingfeng ran very fast, and hit the group of Taoist priests with a spatula in his hand. Before all the Taoists realized where this crazy woman came from, they were smashed by Liu Yingfeng, and they all howled: " I'm going, where did the shrew come from?!"

"Let you slaughter the pigs I have raised so hard, let you slaughter them!" Liu Yingfeng yelled angrily, and the spatula mercilessly slashed at the cow-nosed old Taoists, "See if I can't beat you to death!"

In just a moment, a dozen or so Taoist priests were crushed to the ground by Liu Yingfeng's spatula, and they all fell to the ground and howled in pain.

Song Xiaoxiao was completely dumbfounded, how could these Taoist priests not even beat a woman?

Song Ziliang was also very shocked, the skill of this female liar, if she didn't make a show, she would be a blockbuster!

Liu Yingfeng carried the spatula with one hand on his hips and looked at the "Taoist priests" lying on the ground. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Got it, you dare to come out and pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with just this little knowledge. As for the demon Taoists, they are a bunch of scammers who even deceive children."

There are all these Taoist priests, young and old, they were blushed by Liu Yingfeng's scolding, not to mention that a group of big men couldn't beat a woman, and they were all humiliated at grandma's house, "You...you...wait for me Let's go!" The old bull-nosed Taoists said harsh words one after another, crawling and running away.

Liu Yingfeng stood in front of Song Ziliang, waved his hand in front of her, and shouted: "Hey, did you drink too much Mengpo soup? Why are you so stupid in this life? Wouldn't it be nice to be bullied?"

Song Ziliang was speechless: "You just said that I am your pig?"

"Isn't it?" Liu Yingfeng crossed his arms and asked her sideways, "I serve you to eat, serve you to drink, serve you to sleep, and I have to worry about your little life. You stretch out your clothes to eat and open your mouth. May I ask you?" How is it different from a pig?"

Song Ziliang shook his head and said with a sneer: "The difference is huge, you are really blind, pigs obviously have four legs, but I only have two legs."

Liu Yingfeng sized her up, and said solemnly: "It turns out that you are a little different from a pig. Other pigs use four legs to eat and drink, but your pig not only walks upright, but can also speak human words. Could it be that you are a pig spirit?" ?”

Song Ziliang took a deep breath: "Liu Yingfeng, may I ask you to shut up?"

Liu Yingfeng shrugged his shoulders, slowly raised the spatula in his hand, and said: "Of course, but I think it's best to teach me a lesson now, that troublemaker who did something wrong and wanted to escape."

Song Ziliang remained expressionless: "Be gentle."

"Well, for the sake of her being your own sister, I will try my best to be gentle and teach her how to behave. After all, domestic violence and other actions are too rough and not suitable for me." Liu Yingfeng replied with a smile.

Song Ziliang's mouth twitched.

"You still want to run?" Liu Yingfeng stepped forward quickly, reached out and grabbed Song Xiaoxiao who had run out of the yard, clamped her shoulders and pressed her on the stone table next to her, and said gloomyly: "You used to bully Song Ziliang Forget it, if you dare to turn your elbows outward today and lead outsiders to bully your own people, I will tell you not to learn well, and see if my mother will teach you a lesson."

Song Xiaoxiao just opened her mouth: "You...wow..." Liu Yingfeng chopped off with a shovel, her buttocks were hot and sour, the pain caused her to burst into tears, sobbing and crying: " Bad girl, how dare you hit me!"

"What's wrong with just beating you, are you biting me?" Liu Yingfeng said as he slapped Song Xiaoxiao's butt with another spatula, "Xiaoxiao doesn't learn at a young age, she only learns nonsense methods, she should be beaten !"

The crying that came out of the Song residence that day was really miserable, crying for father and mother. After this incident, it finally passed a period of peace, and Song Xiaoxiao never came to find fault with Song Ziliang.

In the study room, Liu Yingfeng looked at the young girl who was reading a book, and said earnestly: "Look, a bullying person like your eldest sister is better than being beaten up. Humans just can't be too honest. You The more honest you are, the more the villains will push you forward, and I really want to peel off your skin."

Song Ziliang said indifferently: "What if you are not afraid of hard and soft people?"

Liu Yingfeng said: "Control violence with violence!"

Doesn't the evil god just eat neither soft nor hard!She must resolutely refuse to admit defeat, even if she is struck by lightning every day and her hair is blown away, her dignity cannot be thrown away!

"I see." Song Ziliang looked away from the book, raised her head, and looked at the person in front of her thoughtfully, "Liu Yingfeng, what kind of person are you?"

Liu Yingfeng smiled and said: "The person who will make your life dark from now on."

"Really?" Song Ziliang raised his eyebrows and put down the scroll in his hand, "Your appearance really made my life cloudy from now on." She paused, narrowed her eyes and smiled, "However, if If I could be with you, I would think it would be nice."

"You, you, what are you talking about!" Liu Yingfeng blushed, "Don't talk nonsense, kid, read your book carefully."

After she finished speaking, she murmured in her heart again: After this life is over, I will thank God if you still can't tell the truth, if you don't beat me to death!

Song Ziliang said slowly again: "Liu Yingfeng, you are actually a very good person."

Liu Yingfeng rolled her eyes when she heard the words: "It's as good as a nanny, isn't it?"

"Well, that's it." Song Ziliang lowered his eyes slightly, "Aside from Dad, you are the best to me."

Evil Immortal, wake up, she treats you well, there is a conspiracy!

But Song Ziliang's lonely expression made Liu Yingfeng's heart twitch inexplicably.

The power of Mengpo soup should not be underestimated. After drinking it, all the past will be forgotten.

She is not the divine monarch that everyone fears in Tiangong, but a little girl that everyone rejects in the mortal world. How cruel it is for a little girl who doesn't know anything.

Before Liu Yingfeng ascended to the ascension, she also experienced the world's sophistication, so she could somewhat understand Song Ziliang's mood at this time.

She stood up and patted the girl on the shoulder, saying: "Don't care about other people's eyes, you are you, unique in this world."

Time flies, the half-year agreement has passed, Father Song sent a letter from home, saying that there is still some trouble that has not been resolved, and it may take a few months to get out.

Liu Yingfeng was helpless, there was no news about the unicorn beast, the whereabouts of Xudong was unknown, and the thousand-year-old monster hiding in the dark was staring at the evil gods, and he might be captured and sent to the cave to have sex and practice double cultivation at some point.

Anyway, she's fine, so it's okay to stay for a while.

Another year of winter solstice, heavy snow fell in the sky, the snow inside and outside Chang'an City was covered with snow, and the sky and the earth were full of heavy snow. The trees on the steep hills were completely covered by the white silver mist, and it was impossible to see a trace of green.

It's winter, you have to eat something warm.Liu Yingfeng was greedy for bean curds on the street, and when she first left the house, she met Song Ziliang, who was also greedy, so the two of them happily went out to buy bean curds.

"I'm exhausted." Liu Yingfeng struggled to move on the street, there was a thick layer of snow under his feet, it was refreshing to step on it, but it was extremely difficult to lift it up.

Song Ziliang's voice came from behind: "Don't go so fast, wait for me..."

"Hurry up, let's go back before it snows heavily, or the bean curd will not taste good when it gets cold."

After a while, there was no echo.

"Song Ziliang?"

Liu Yingfeng turned her head suddenly, but saw Song Ziliang laying motionless on the snow, she was shocked, she took three steps at a time, hurriedly helped Song Ziliang to get up, brushed the white snow that fell on the girl's cheeks, Liu Yingfeng Shouting in panic: "Song Ziliang, what's wrong with you?"

Song Ziliang's face was flushed, and his eyes were half closed. Could it be that he had caught a cold?

Liu Yingfeng touched her forehead again, it was very hot, and thought "it's broken" in her heart, ignoring the tofu curd she just bought, Liu Yingfeng picked up Song Ziliang and ran to the nearest doctor's house on the street.

The doctor took the pulse and lowered the temperature again. After the prescription was opened, he immediately took it to the back kitchen to decoct the medicine.

After Song Ziliang drank the good medicine, the doctor trained Liu Yingfeng and said: "Why did the child take the cold outside, didn't you know it was snowing today? Fortunately, there is nothing serious, the fever will be fine once the fever subsides."

Hearing the doctor's last words, Liu Yingfeng's tense nerves relaxed, and she nodded in response: "What the doctor said is true."

She herself never thought that Song Ziliang would get sick.

After all, gods are immortal, immortal, and have always been free from disease and pain. It has been 20 years since she ascended to the heavenly palace, and her appearance has never changed.

However, mortal fetuses are very weak, unable to withstand heat and cold, and are easily damaged, which means birth, old age, illness and death.

The doctor looked at Liu Yingfeng with strange eyes, perhaps it was strange that such weather brought people out, he asked: "Who are you, this child?"

Liu Yingfeng opened her mouth and said, "I'm her aunt."

The doctor said: "No wonder you are so careless, where is the child's mother?"

Liu Yingfeng said: "Passed away."

"That's how it is, sorry."

Liu Yingfeng smiled wryly, showing a sad expression.

The doctor said in a slow tone: "Seldom go out in heavy snow, at this time the cold air invades the body most easily, adults are hard to resist, let alone children?"

Liu Yingfeng threw the pot away: "The child wants to eat bean curd."

The doctor sighed: "It's so, it must be difficult for a woman to bring a child. Today, the old man will not charge you for the medicine."

Well, what a good doctor!

As soon as the doctor left, Song Ziliang woke up. She leaned against the head of the bed and jokingly said, "Liu Yingfeng, what did you just say, are you my aunt?"

"Could it be that I'm an eighteen-year-old girl, if you say it's your nanny." Liu Yingfeng gave Song Ziliang an angry look, walked over and sat by the bed, and put his hand on her forehead, "How do you feel? Not any better?"

Song Ziliang shook his head: "You said I was a pig, and you said I was my aunt." She looked up at Liu Yingfeng's darkened face, and asked with a smile, "Then what are you?"

"I'm your uncle," Liu Yingfeng said angrily, "Call me uncle from now on!"