Murdering Heaven Edge

Hearing his father’s personal confession, the body of Liu Yun and Liu Feng’s sisters trembled fiercely. As a result of lightning strikes, there was no blood on his face.

Liu Yun was pale, his hands and feet looked coldly at his father. She did not have silence, but asked directly: "So, is this father who is a demon, is it different from those who have been planted with magic species?"

"What do you want to say? You can say it together. Our father and daughter, father and son, is also a fate." The rumored mountain smiled, then sat there, pointing with one hand: "You also sit."

Liu Feng still looked at the incredible expression and murmured: "How is it possible? This is impossible! This must not be true!"

"Flowing Maple!" Liu Yun suddenly screamed, as she grew up, and countless times to blame this naughty naughty brother.

The maple image suddenly came back and looked at his sister.

"Don't be shameful, sit there." Flowing clouds pointed to a chair over there.

Liu Feng lost his soul and walked over, sitting there ass, and then began to silence.

This Prince Lingtang, who grew up from a young adult to a young emperor, has begun to doubt his life.

The flowing clouds are much more calm, and her face even reveals a faint smile. Even the mountains are passed down, and I can’t help but feel a little surprised.

"In fact, I should have thought of it. My father used to marry his mother. It was not because of love, right?" Liu Yun asked directly.

Even the flowing maple, who lost his soul, couldn’t help but glance at his sister. He didn’t understand, it’s so good, how suddenly it became like this. My father, my sister, how can I become so abnormal?

But the habit of growing up, let him sit quietly there. No interjection.

"How do you know that it is not because of love?"

Liu Yun said: "A man who has been retiring all the year round in the mountains, who has not gone out for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, suddenly married a mortal woman in the secular, will it be because of love?"

"Oh, you are so smart, it is my daughter." The rumored mountain praised, but turned around and said: "But you guessed it wrong, it is because of love."

"I don't believe it!" Liu Yun looked at his father and went on to say: "I am not smart, but this thing, I can't stand the scrutiny."

"Yeah. You are right. It is not just you. Feng Chun and their people have always doubted my motives. But they have no evidence and no reason to doubt me." Liu Chuanshan said faintly: " This Lingdantang was founded by the ancestors of the family. That is to say, it is the industry of our family. I have no reason to destroy my own industry. Moreover, in their view, it is only a mortal in the world. If the woman is gone, if she is stunned or dead, there is nothing."

Liu Chuanshan said, looked at the flow of clouds: "But in fact they are all wrong, although your mother is a mortal, there is no one at all, but she is not an ordinary person."

"What do you mean?" Liu Yun frowned at his father.

"She is a real demon." The rumored mountain said lightly.

"Impossible!" Flowing clouds excitedly stood up and looked angry. "Please don't insult my mother!"

"So excited to do, sit down, listen." Spread a mountain face, said coldly.

The body of the cloud was a little trembling. She looked at her father and sat silent for a long time before she sat back.

The rumored mountain smiled: "It is true that this kind of thing, if you change to any one person, I am afraid it will be unacceptable. How can my mother be a demon? However, I can tell you very responsibly, this matter, It’s true!”

Said, the rumored mountain directly took out a piece of video stone and threw it to the cloud: "Look at this yourself."

The cloud is connected and activated with mental power. In the cave, there are images projected from the sound stone.

In the picture, a beautiful woman looks like a smile, and her eyes are flowing and watching the clouds. But Liu Yun knows that this woman is not watching her, but the person who recorded it with audio-visual stone. It should be your father.

"Mother..." Liu Feng’s tears flowed out. He saw the mother’s portrait and naturally recognized the woman as his mother.

"Chengshan, you said our daughter, will you be like me?" The voice of the woman was very gentle and very nice.

The tears of the clouds did not hold back, and they all flowed out.

Outside the picture, the voice of the mountain was heard: "I think it should be more like me."

It sounds normal from the sound, just like a couple chatting. In the faint words, there is deep feelings.

Liu Yun couldn't help but glance at his father. She just said that her father and mother were not because of love. My father refuted her. From this picture, it seems that the two really have feelings. But how is it possible?

The rumored mountain said faintly: "Let's see."

Most of the pictures that follow are ordinary pictures in everyday life. Although the legend has never appeared in the picture, his voice has been accompanied.

Anyone who looks at it will feel that the use of audio-visual stone to record his wife's every move is to love the woman in the picture.

Even the flowing clouds and flowing maples all think so.

At this time, the picture changed, the woman seemed to be a little sad, whispered: "Chengshan, you said that the Mozu will not call again?"

"I think it will." said the rumored mountain outside the picture.

"It's really annoying. Isn't it good to say that? I would rather give up a cultivation. I would rather be a mortal, and throw things out. Why don't they want to let me go?" The woman said with some anger: "But also Ok, I will die when I have a baby, and I can’t see those annoying pictures."

The clouds are stunned.

Liu Feng is also stunned.

Both the younger brother and the young have no way to believe that this is true.

Beyond the picture, the mountain sighed and sighed: "Why are you suffering this time? The devils have to fight again, it is not impossible because of you, they want to occupy this whole heaven, even the fairy world, the spiritual world... they are all I want to. This thing can’t be stopped. Not to mention, you and I are all demons. Although it has been turned down to the Terran for countless years ago, in fact, in our bodies, Flowing the blood of the Mozu."

Liu Yun and Liu Feng, both of them, stayed again. The two of them looked at the father together and their eyes were filled with strong doubts.

The rumored mountain did not speak, just looking at the picture of the audio-visual stone, and the eyes were rare to reveal a few soft colors.

"That is what I said, but I prefer to be a man. I don't want to be a devil." The woman sighed softly: "It's a pity that we will suffer from our children. They have no mother since childhood, very poor. I don't want this time. Know how long you want to die. Hey, it’s best not to wake up again."

Outside the picture, the rumored mountain said: "What do you say indiscriminately? What do you want to never wake up again? Don't you want to see me, don't want to see your child again?"

"Think, why don't you want to? I want to be a good mother, raise them up, I want them to call me a mother?" The woman pouted, the beautiful face, revealing a sad color: "But No, I live a little longer, those people will perceive my existence, I have to die, but I can't really die. As long as I live, the Mozu will never give up entering the world. It’s really distressing.”

"Okay, let alone those things, there will always be solutions. Maybe this time someone will stand up and fight back the demons again." Outside the picture, the mountain is comforting the woman.

"The Chu's pulse is so strong, it's all over the place. Now, can anyone stand up? Chuanshan, you think about it, if the Mozu is playing again, you are on which side you want to stand." The woman said .

"Of course, it is on the side of neutrality." The picture came from outside to spread the voice of the mountain. He said coldly: "In my body, the blood of the Mozu is flowing. I can’t really kill the Mozu with humans. And you, as the most noble princess of the Mozu, but they are constantly being chased by them, I hate them too. If I have the ability to kill those demons, I will not hesitate. But I don't. Then I Only neutral, and no one in this world knows the relationship between you and me. Then, I am neutral and the best choice. This way, you can protect you well."

"Biography, but also bitter you. This video stone, you should not keep." The woman sighed.

Outside the picture, Liu Chuanshan said: "One day, I will show this to our children. Then, destroy it."

"No," the woman whispered. "They grew up in the human environment, they don't have any good impressions of the Mozu. They must not accept the fact that they are demons. So, pass the mountain, don't take this Tell them about it. The monks of the monks are long and endless. Under your protection, the devils should not move the spirits. Besides, they also need immortality. So, you still let them live happily. The end of the yuan."

"What do you mean, our children, on the day of their death, don't know their true identity? Don't you think this is the biggest unfairness to them?" Outside the picture, there is a bit of voice in the voice of the mountain. Sadness: "Are you forgetting the child before us?"

Flowing clouds and flowing maples have been completely stupid at this moment, and both of them have lost their ability to think. When I heard good words, my body was flushed for a while, and I looked at the mountain where I was sitting.

"Do we still have a brother?"

At this time, the woman shook her head in the picture: "He just chose to be self-sufficient because he knows his identity and can't accept it."

"So, this time, I want to tell them their true identity as soon as possible." Outside the picture, there was a resolute voice from the mountains. The picture is here and it is stopped. I don't know what happened in the back. Perhaps, the two will have a quarrel because of this incident. There is no mood in the history of the mountain to continue to record.

Spreading the mountain and waving, this video stone returned to his hand, a little effort, suddenly turned into powder.

He calmly looked at the children: "Now, do you believe it?"

The clouds raised their heads, and they were pale and scary. They looked at the mountain: "So, are we all...?" (To be continued.) 8