Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1115 The eve of the storm! (1)
Looking at the attitude of Nanyu Shengnu, if her estimation is correct, those people will definitely not let mother have trouble if they gamble the whole Nanyu.

Ling Wushuang blinked half-understood, she didn't think about the relationship now, what Chilong told her was only the outline of the matter, and there may be more unknown reasons.

"Well, I know." Ling Hao put down his hand, his crimson lips slowly curled up, and the unruly edge gradually recovered between his sword eyebrows, and he said two words firmly, "Don't even think about it!"

Can't see Ling'er in a lifetime?Unless he dies!

Seeing the old man regaining his vigorous posture, Ling Wushuang nodded with a smile, and his eyes fell back on the bloodstains on his cheek, "What's the matter with your injury, old man? Could it be that you fought with people from Nanyu."

Having said that, Ling Wushuang also knew that even if Ling Hao fought again in Nanyu, he would never do it for real, and the people of Nanyu would not hurt Ling Hao to such an extent with real hands.

"Of course not." Ling Hao's answer was also within Ling Wushuang's expectation.

"The gang who attacked Liuyunzong." Lou Junyan only interjected at this time, calmly but as if he knew everything well.

Nanyu and Xiling Desert are a little closer. According to the previous turmoil, it is not impossible to speculate, and among the monsters, there are so many masters, and they have disappeared after disappearing strangely. In addition, they are very fond of Nanyu. Knowing that, Lou Junyan's guess is even more likely.

Ling Hao frowned immediately, and slapped heavily on the desk next to him, leaving five finger prints, "I should have heard correctly, it is the Black Wind Cliff that appeared outside the Liuyun Sect."

"Heifengya." Ling Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, "This group of damn monsters, it seems that they are also keeping an eye on Nanyu all the time."

Although Nanyu's actions were a bit disturbing, she still had to worry about their situation, and now that her mother was there, she couldn't ignore it.

"Daddy, are you okay? Are you injured?" Although Ling Wushuang couldn't see any signs of Ling Hao's serious injury, she was still a little worried. After all, she had seen the terrifying and strange strength of those monsters before.

Ling Hao waved his hand, "It's nothing serious, it's just a little skin trauma." He glanced at his precious daughter and said with a smile, "The monsters are really unpredictable, but your father and I don't know how to deal with them." Stupid as hell."

That Heifengya has definitely reached the level of a demigod, the most important thing is that the cultivation technique is very strange.

"That's good." Ling Wushuang felt relieved.

"Heifengya." Lou Junyan held the porcelain cup in his hand and put it beside him, and made a soft sound in the quiet hall of Shuge.

Ling Wushuang met his gaze, nodded and murmured, "The Demon Race, the Beiming Family, and Fengdu, I don't know which force left behind this old black monster."

"What?" Ling Hao didn't understand what his daughter said.

Ling Hao has just returned to the Peak of the Sun, and even Ling Wushuang's disappearance in Donghuang is still hidden from him. How can he know other things? At this time, he will naturally be puzzled by Ling Wushuang's words.

Ling Wushuang looked at his father and smiled, "This matter is a bit complicated to say, don't worry, father, you need to recover from your injuries first, I have already told the senior brother and the elderly about the situation, I am afraid that the rest of the matter We need to discuss it more carefully.”

Seeing Ling Hao's chaotic qi rushing across his body, Ling Wushuang's teeth felt weak and uncomfortable.

"Alright." Ling Hao put his big hands on his knees, nodded and exhaled heavily.

"Mother!"

When the three of them were chatting, Zixie's crisp but loud voice burst out out of thin air, and Ling Wushuang's hand leaning against the teacup trembled reflexively, almost knocking it over.

"This little devil." Ling Wushuang steadied himself, and couldn't help but let out a snort.

A group of purple awns came through the air, and the delicate boots settled down beside Ling Wushuang. The long hair that looked like twigs and soft vines almost fell to the ground, blowing up with the wind, and the little boy with purple hair and purple eyes instantly seemed like a Hanging on Ling Wushuang's body like an octopus, "Mother, I'm finally alive."

Obviously, this is Zixie's genuine body. Although Ling Wushuang has been back for several days, this little guy has been cultivating in the City of Thunder and Punishment because his soul was damaged in the Eastern Wasteland.

"I can still die." Ling Wushuang teased with a smile, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly relaxed.

"cough."

A slight cough was inaudible, but the little guy noticed it very keenly. After sweating a little, he crawled off Ling Wushuang timidly, and looked at the man in black on the opposite side, his expression changed to that of a Quickly, "Father."

Zi Xie smiled brightly, with small silvery white sharp canine marks showing on the edge of her bright red lips.

"Yes." Lou Junyan nodded calmly.

Zixie puckered her lips, turned around and threw herself into Ling Hao's arms howling softly, "Grandpa, Zixie really misses you."

"Really." Ling Hao had a serious face, obviously not believing it.

"Yes, yes." Zi Xie nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and while he was talking, he was still scratching his hair, "Look, Zi Xie wants to have gray hair, you Look at you."

In front of a group of relatives, the little guy retreated from his mighty king of beasts, and looked like a shrill and harmless kid next door.

But the little guy worked hard for a long time, but he couldn't find a touch of splendor in his pure and beautiful purple hair, so he couldn't help laughing dryly at Ling Hao, causing everyone to shake their heads speechlessly.

"Whoosh!"

The fiery red streamer rushed into Ling Wushuang's arms one step later, sparks splashed everywhere, and the fat ball that was almost like a meat ball spread out, revealing Xiao Jiu's slender body, but there were three fluffy tails twisting happily. Roll after ass.

"Huh." Ling Wushuang hugged Xiao Jiu subconsciously, and then whispered strangely.

In the middle of the long and narrow fox eyes of the little thing, there is a tuft of fur that is unusually deep in color, fiery red and dripping blood. At a glance, it looks like three erect eyes. When you look closely, you can see that it is a flame mark, engraved on the small on the guy's forehead.

Ling Wushuang caught Xiao Jiu and looked around, and couldn't help but wonder, "What's going on."

"This little one is about to cross the thunder disaster." Zi Xie, who was playing coquettishly with Grandpa Qingqing, turned his head and smiled, "The speed is really slow enough, it's almost a lump of flesh."

After finishing speaking, Zi Xie still didn't forget to tease him coolly.

"Chirp!"

Xiao Jiuer suddenly exploded, clenched his paws into a fist and waved towards Zixie. He jumped and jumped in Ling Wushuang's hands, grinning and whistling, the pink belly that was not covered by fluff was still One drum at a time.

(End of this chapter)