Princess Is Awesome

After the deployment, Ling Jue left the temple. Seeing xun'er and yunbao playing in front of the hut, they walk slowly.

The injury is not good. He walks very slowly.

Rao is so, that long body Yuli's back is also upside down all living beings.

Qi Linglong followed him closely. Her eyes never moved. She was so crazy that she became a hater.

So she swore to herself that she would get him at all costs in this life.

Otherwise, she won't get it, and no one else will get it!

"Please, please..."

This is also the last group of demon babies. Almost all the demon people who died in that year were reborn.

Ling Jue's preparation made the demons on the alert, especially in the holy land, with three steps for a post and five steps for a sentry.

Seeing Ling Jue walking through the holy land, all the dolls in the border were scrambling to shout to him: "respect, respect!"

Ling Jue looked at the children, with more warmth in her eyes.

After thousands of years, the shadow of the fall of the demons finally passed and began to rise.

When these babies grow up, the demons will return to their peak.

Unfortunately, a thousand years ago, he and Su Yin had a feud. Now, the relationship is worse than ever.

What a "sigh" word.

Ling Jue turns around and goes to Fenghuang mountain. Xun'er and yunbao are still playing in front of the thatched cottage, where the grass has already withered.

Those things that he did for Su Yin were gradually erased.

The wedding dress, the Phoenix crown, the cottage he built and the grass he raised

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Xun'er saw Ling Jue and immediately ran over, hanging on his lap like a raccoon.

Ling Jue picked up xun'er and pulled her drifting chongtian braid: "these days, brother Baili is going to go out, so your father will teach you how to write and read in person, OK?"

"No!" Xun'er hooked Ling Jue's neck and his head was close to him. "The baby wants to be taught by her mother. She teaches very well."

"Isn't it true that my mother can't come for a while?"

Xun'er tooted: "anyway, the baby wants to be taught by her mother."

Ling never spoke again and went straight to the top of the mountain.

A touch of gorgeous rays in the sky, far away hanging in the sky, floating around, very amazing.

Ling Jue thought of Su Yin's ruined wedding dress. It took several months for her to weave it.

If they got married in those years, all the later things might not have happened.

Unfortunately

After thinking about it, Ling Jue's hand was summoned, and the enchanting glow was caught in his hand, as soft as brocade.

Xun'er came down from his arms, wrapped Jinxia in her body, and looked at Ling Jue Tian with a smile: "Dad, is the baby good-looking?"

Ling Jue sat down and folded Jinxia a few more times. From Xun er's body, she wrapped her head all the time, and then she showed a small face.

The wind will Jinxia high up, this moment Xun son amazing people forget to breathe.

He was only three years old, but he could see Su Yin's gorgeous shadow when he was the ghost king.

Ling could not help but put xun'er in his arms and asked, "xun'er, shall we use this Jinxia to make a beautiful dress for our mother?"

"Well, my mother must be very happy to see it."

Will su Yin be happy?

Ling Jue is not sure at all.

She doesn't remember anything now. She has a strange disposition. She was kind to him one second before, and fierce the next.

Does he just separate from Su Yin, or take her back to the demons?

He didn't listen to Xuanqi's words, so he was very tangled.

"Dad, shall we go to find our mother?" Xun'er sat in Ling Jue's arms and looked at him curtly. "Does mother want a baby?"

"No, how could she not want you?"

"Dad is cheating on the baby. If the mother wants the baby, how can she not come back?" Xun son don't start, tearful wringing fingers, "baby to find mother."

"Don't go. You see you were caught in Shura cave last time you went to find your mother."

Ling Jue was so fierce that xun'er burst out crying. He angrily walked to a rock and sat down, holding his cheeks and crying.

On the path, Qi Linglong quickly walked up a few steps and picked up xun'er: "what's wrong with xun'er? Don't cry. Be obedient."

"Dad doesn't want the baby to go to his mother, Wuwu ~"

"Tomorrow is your birthday. Guess what your aunt has prepared for you?"

Qi Linglong took out a beautiful paper crane from his sleeve pocket and handed it to xun'er, "isn't it beautiful? Drive it with a spell and it will fly. "

"Well," xun'er, curious, took the paper crane and asked, "can it carry the baby?"

"Of course, if you use the Yufeng Jue, it can carry you everywhere. You can fly far without rain. It's worse than magic flame. "

"Really? Thank you, aunt

Xun'er broke tears into a smile, holding a paper crane and playing with yunbao.

Ling Jue saw her go far and asked Qi Linglong, "Linglong, the paper crane must have cost you a lot of spiritual power?"

"Xun'er must give her a present for her third birthday anyway." Qi Linglong went to Ling Jue and sat down, glancing at him, "your honor, what's the matter with your Highness the ghost king?"

So far, Ling never knew that Qi Linglong had been to Dongyue. She was the first person to know that Su Yin was wearing ghost skin.

Ling Jue sighed and told her about Su Yin in Dongyue.

"Linglong, do you know how to untie the ghost?"

"I haven't heard of it, but since the sect leader can put on the ghost image for his royal highness, he must be able to untie it."

Qi Linglong sighed and said, "I have served the sect leader for so many years, but I don't know that he is a blood clan."

"When you were in charge of painting, what happened?"

"It's nothing special. There are a group of people who have been devoured by Jin He and become stupid."

"How long has the painting group leader been in existence?"

"It should have existed since the founding of East Vietnam, and it has continued to this day. But the most bizarre thing is that all monarchs will not be buried after they die. They will not enter the imperial mausoleum until the next monarch dies. "

"Is it true that Stuart has been repeating the identity of the Royal monarch of East Vietnam all the time?"

Qi Linglong shook his head: "I don't know, because I've never been in contact with the royal family of East Vietnam."

Ling Jue pinched his eyebrows and said, "let's wait until xun'er's birthday. Tomorrow xun'er will accept the worship of his people. I'll trouble you to take care of it."

"Don't worry, I will take care of the little princess's birthday party."

Qi Linglong looked at the dazzling Jinxia in lingjue's hand and said, "my Lord, this Jinxia is good. Can you give me a Luo skirt?"

Ling Jue hesitated and refused: "this piece of Jinxia is just good for matchless wedding dress. If you need, you can go back and let the devil flame go to the horizon to help you pick some."

Qi Linglong looked disappointed and said, "Oh, that's not necessary."

"Linglong, there are many talented young people in the clan. If you meet the right one, you can get married. After a few years of waiting for xun'er and Ji, I want to make her a saint of the demons. "

Then Ling Jue got up and left.

Qi Linglong stared at his back, his eyes suddenly cold to the extreme.

I don't want to marry her. It's too much to deprive even the title of saint.