The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

The Deng clan's land is covered by a clan protection formation, so even if all the Deng clan members come out, they will not be discovered.

As for the rumors about how many virtual realm masters the Deng family has, those are just rumors.

As long as the virtual realm masters do not appear in front of the world, it is not easy to assign them the quota to go to the battlefield of the void plane.

At this moment, the twelve virtual realm masters of the Deng family came out in full force. This is the Tianqiao Stone Tablet, which is related to the foundation of the family.

If the Tianqiao Stone Tablet is stolen... then after a thousand years, will their Deng family still be so glorious?

It is possible, but the possibility is not very high.

In the empty spirit pool, Bai Ling held the 34 clan members of the Deng family hostage.

It was not until this moment that these clan members understood what had happened.

When the scolding sounded, Mo Ling raised her eyebrows and saw that the head fell directly to the ground!

The other 33 Deng family members immediately shut up and looked terrified.

They had never seen such a decisive person.

Mo Lingqing spoke coldly with spiritual power in his mouth: "Your young patriarch of the Deng family is in the hands of our sect. If you don't want your young patriarch to die, get out of my way!"

While saying this, Shui Wangyue was detecting whether there were any remaining formations and barriers at the bottom of the spirit pool.

"How dare you!" The Deng family ancestor who was still rushing over here shouted angrily: "Who dares to negotiate with our Deng family!"

Patriarch Deng's face was ugly. After the ancestor finished speaking, he also spoke: "Let my son surrender and I can spare your body. Otherwise, I will let you die without a burial place!"

Mo Lingqing's eyebrows became colder, and a blood sword pierced Deng Feilong's thigh directly: "Call for help from your father, whether you live or die is up to you."

Deng Feilong was frightened, and he shouted with all his strength: "Dad, save me, Dad, I'm only in my twenties, I don't want to die yet... Dad, save me!"

Outside the secret realm, Patriarch Deng was anxious. It was not just him. There were also many descendants of the leaders of the Deng family who entered this wave.

They didn't want their descendants to die.

Clan leader Deng gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "Feilong, Dad will definitely save you, don't be afraid!"

When Deng Feilong asked for help, Mo Lingqing had already looked down: "Wangyue, can you escape from below?"

"Difficult." Shui Wangyue said concisely: "But I can try."

"Let me try!" Zimei drew out two big knives, and then the whole person spun down like a drill!

A large hole as high as a person was drilled in the stone. Shui Wangyue pursed her lips and continued to explore.

After Clan leader Deng finished speaking, Mo Lingqing said coldly: "If you don't want your descendants to die, make way for this sect."

"As long as this sect leaves smoothly, I will let all of you clan members go. I will give you a quarter of an hour to consider. After a quarter of an hour, this sect will start killing people!"

A quarter of an hour, this is the maximum time that Mo Lingqing can get after weighing the pros and cons.

A quarter of an hour is fifteen minutes, which is neither long nor short. It is probably the same time that the other party rushed over to gather people and discuss countermeasures.

And this time is enough for them to explore the bottom of the spirit pool to see if they can get out.

But the next moment, an old voice came: "Negotiate with my clan?"

"What qualifications do you have!"

"How can the Deng family's thousand-year foundation be destroyed because of a few thieves like you?"

"Listen, clan members in the secret realm, I am the 33rd generation ancestor, and you have the blood of our Deng family flowing in your body!"

"What should you do for the glory of the family!"

Inside the spirit pool, Deng Feilong and others gritted their teeth. They knew the family rules, but they really didn't want to die.

They are all the top people in the family. They are only in their twenties and thirties. If they don't die, they still have plenty of time to enjoy life.

And if they die... then there will be nothing.

The old voice snorted coldly: "Who is the current patriarch? Tell me what should be done in this situation!"

Patriarch Deng's fingers trembled and gritted his teeth when he heard this: "According to the rules of our clan, every member of the clan should have the awareness and will to sacrifice for the family!"

At this point, Patriarch Deng closed his eyes and shouted: "Feilong, you are my son, you are the young patriarch, you should be a hero, tell your father, how many thieves there are!"

Mo Ling looked at Deng Feilong coldly: "If you dare to say it, you will die!"

Deng Feilong burst into tears: "Dad, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, Dad, ancestor, save me, please save me!!!"

The voice of the 33rd generation ancestor sank: "It seems that the family has been stable for too long, and there are people in our clan who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Are there any descendants of this ancestor's lineage in it?"

After a few breaths, a voice came: "Reply to the ancestor, there is, the eldest son, named Deng Qiu!"

The 33rd generation ancestor snorted: "Deng"Qiu grandson, I am the ancestor of your lineage. Tell me, how many thieves are there in the secret realm?"

In the spirit pool, many eyes looked at a young man, who looked terrified. Mo Lingqing's blood sword was instantly pressed in front of his eyebrows.

At the same time, Mo Lingqing continued to ask: "Wangyue, what is the chance?"

"I estimate, less than 10%!"

Mo Lingqing's eyebrows relaxed: "There is actually a 10% chance, let's go!"

Deng Qiu opened his mouth, and almost at the same time, the branches that imprisoned him drilled into the flesh of his legs.

The severe pain made this young man who had never suffered any hardship wail in pain. After just a wail, this guy couldn't bear the pain and fainted...

Huang Xiaozhu, who was paying attention to this side, whispered: "This Deng Qiu is so weak, can't he even bear this little flesh pain? "

On top of his head, the Goodbird wearing the 'Spirit Stone Crown' held its head high and said, "Good, Xiaozhuzi, not everyone is as tough as you."

When it comes to trash talk, Goodbird is the best.

He twisted his head, fearing that the crown would fall off: "My most respected mistress, I want to talk."

Mo Ling ignored him.

Goodbird turned around and looked at Jueyang: "Beautiful Honghong, I want to talk."

At this moment, the situation was critical, but Jueyang was amused by Goodbird: "Okay, let you talk."

Jueyang made a seal with one hand, and then a rune flew to the mouth of Goodbird.

I saw Goodbird raise his head, close his eyes, take a deep breath, and then shouted loudly: "Fuck~~~~"

Outside the secret realm, the Deng clan members who were gathering to condense the formation were shocked, and the powerful people in the virtual realm looked at the people next to them: "What do you mean by Fuck? ”

“Replying to the ancestor, I don’t know either.”

The Fuck sound was still echoing, and the second sound of the Good Bird had already arrived: “I am the Son of Heaven, what is the Son of Heaven?”

“The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven!”

“What is Heaven’s Destiny?”

“Heaven’s Destiny is Heaven, and Heaven’s Destiny is me!”

“All under heaven is the emperor’s land, and all the people in the world are the emperor’s subjects!”

“How dare you, the salted fish cultivators in the sea area, besiege me?”

“It is your honor that I like your things. Even if I like your mother, you have to present them to me!”

Silence...........

...........Dead silence...........

Deng’s face in the virtual realm gradually became serious: “This thief dares to call himself me.....Is he really a member of the royal family? ”

The emperor’s reputation is so great that no one dares to imitate or offend him, not only in the four seas, but even in the entire Lingxiao Star.

There are only four dynasties and four emperors in the Lingxiao Star!

The ancestor of the Deng family said solemnly: "You said you are the emperor, how can we believe it, show us the evidence!"

On Huang Xiaozhu’s head, the bird’s eyes of the Goodbird showed joy, and he patted Huang Xiaozhu’s head with his wings: "Quick, quick, take out my jade seal."

Huang Xiaozhu took out a square stone without knowing why, and the stone was carved with a bird standing on the top of a dragon head...

The Goodbird looked at Jueyang again: "Beautiful lady Honghong, throw it out to show them my jade seal, and remember to take it back."

Jueyang couldn’t help but take the baby-sized spirit stone: "Is this your jade seal?"

The Goodbird glared: "You mock me! Fuck! "

"Don't fake it, you fake it every day and I don't know what you mean by fake it." Jueyang girl said and sent out a stream of spiritual power to throw the 'Jade Seal' out.........