Chapter 2139: Evil man's manuscript

Hmm... After touching their noses, Wen Liang and Huo Yanfeng both turned their heads in embarrassment, looked at each other, and showed a smile that a man understands.
Li Xiaolan still didn't understand what was going on, so Kuan came to Jin Ling and said, "Grandma, what's the matter, you have such a bad temper?"
"look by youself!"
Yeah! Jin Ling handed the manuscript to Li Xiaolan. Li Xiaolan only read a little, and couldn't stop screaming, blushing with shame and her neck thick, and then staring at Huo Yanfeng fiercely, as if she wanted to kill.
"You just want to treat this as a family heirloom, pass it on from male to female?
Teach me in private? "
"Uh...that...Lan'er, I think the ancestor's move is for the prosperity of the people from the Huo family, and made great contributions.
Moreover, it really can't pass on to its daughters. Daughters have to be reserved.
The son doesn’t matter. You want to hold more grandchildren too, don’t you?
This set of ancestors is really well-intentioned! "
"Shut up, wait until I turn around to clean up you, hum!"
With a loud shout, Huo Yanfeng's nonsense was stopped, Li Xiaolan looked at Jin Ling again, her face changed instantly, and she began to sprinkle bitterly: "Grandma, look at their father and two, what are you thinking about all day long? ?
Especially the ancestors, all of them have broken the rock peaks, don't you care?
Huh huh! "
Furfurfur! Huo Yanfeng and Wen Liang secretly laughed at each other, but Jin Ling had a pair of cold eyes, staring at Yang Feng, and said, "Old scumbag, just forget it if you are not serious, and bring your grandson to be serious with you. .
Don't you want to meditate and practice to restore strength?
As a result, what did you write about this mess? "
"Hey, Jin Ling, you can insult me, but you must never insult the first of the four great books of our ancient gods.
This is literature, art, and it can also be a textbook for coming-of-age ceremony.
Its precious value is well-known overseas and everyone knows it.
Maybe now you think it is dross, but as long as you study it carefully, you will find its essence. "
Hmm... Yes, no need to study, we also know this is the essence! Huo Yanfeng and Wen Liang nodded hurriedly, and both of them deeply agreed, with a special light in their eyes.
Jin Ling jumped with anger: "The essence, right?
My old lady, let your essence become dregs now, so as not to bring disaster to the common people. "
Wow! As soon as the voice fell, Jin Ling directly waved her hand and threw the manuscript into the air, immediately igniting a flame.
"Do not!"
Yang Feng was anxious and wailed with tears in his eyes: "I spent a whole day of hard work, and I was thinking about reviewing the masterpiece when I was bored, but it burned like this. What a pity."
Yeah, it's a pity, we just read a chapter, and we still want to look back, why did it burn?
Wen Liang and Huo Yanfeng also watched this scene eagerly, with expressions of regret.
Jin Ling stared at these sperm-headed male creatures, curling her mouth in disdain.
"Wait, Jin Ling, look, your fire..." At this moment, Diablo on the side was startled suddenly, pointed at the burning pages in the air and screamed.
Jin Ling didn't know, so when she looked up, her eyes shrank suddenly.
How could this be?
At this moment, although those manuscripts were floating in the fire, they were not burnt at all. They were even as new as before.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, Di Ablo couldn't help but muttered: "The sky fire of the main can't even burn a few pages of paper?
What kind of paper is this?
Artifact? "
Tang Hao, outside the cave, secretly looked inside, staring at the burning paper, his eyes trembling slightly.
Could it be... he succeeded?
Snapped! The flame went out, and the manuscript fell to the ground. Everyone looked at the white paper and was shocked. So, even if Yang Feng didn't understand, how could this paper be so strong?
"What paper did you use?"
After a while, Jin Ling glared at Yang Feng, and Yang Feng shrugged with a bewildered look, and looked at Wen Liang and said, "Brother, what paper did you give me?"
"It's ordinary rice paper in the mortal world, bought at a market two miles away."
"What ink and pen is that?"
Jin Ling asked again. Yang Feng blinked his big innocent eyes and looked at Wen Liang. Wen Liang scratched his head dumbly: "The same ordinary wolf pen and ink, bought at a market two miles away, and the boss returned it. It's 20% off."
"Since they are ordinary things in the mortal world, why can't they be burned?"
A rough breath came out of her nostrils, and Jin Ling glared at Di Ablo: "Try with your fire!"
"what?
How many rice papers burned in the fire of hell?
This is too bad! "
"I let you burn it, hurry up!"
"Uh... alright!"
Di Ablo reluctantly, a blue flame ignited in his hand, pointed at the manuscript, and the manuscript immediately burned.
But it was burned, but the manuscript showed no signs of damage.
Unable to help, everyone present was shocked again.
This is the fire of that can burn the evil gods into slag. It can't burn even a manuscript. Is this manuscript so resistant to burning?
"God's will, this is God's will!"
Startled for a little bit, Yang Feng slapped his mouth twice, and couldn't help sighing: "This is God who is protecting this masterpiece of the world. Practice has proved that it is prosperous, fun in bed, joy in fish and water, and clouds and rain in Wushan. God’s support and encouragement.
Whoever dares to strike our happiness is against the heavens! "
Uhhhhh! Nodding their heads in a hurry again, Wen Liang and Huo Yanfeng both smiled evilly, deeply agreeing.
Only Jin Ling and Li Xiaolan's two pretty faces became heavier and heavier, and shouted: "Shut up, what kind of providence?
We are the gods, and we represent the will of heaven. As the main of this plane, I will never allow you to pass this kind of obscene logistics to the world.
I don't believe it anymore, I can't ruin this thing today. "
Boom boom boom! Suddenly, Jin Ling went crazy and actually used her own human Taoist magic. Even the Nine Heavens God Thunder was summoned and smashed into this manuscript.
However, what is strange is that no matter how strong she uses, she can't damage a corner of the manuscript.
In the end, Jin Ling was panting with exhaustion and sweating profusely, but the manuscript was still lying on the ground unharmed, not even a piece of dust, as if she was laughing at the frailty of the Lord God.
"Ho ho... This is really hell, my dignified master god, why can't I help this little yellow book?"
"Give up, Jin Ling, you can't compete with this thriving avenue of heaven and earth.
If you have the time, we might as well get in touch, follow the way of heaven, open up branches and leaves, and cheer for Yanfeng and the others to add another relative! "
"To shut up!"
Both cheeks were red, and Jin Ling glared at Yang Feng: "It's because you are so filthy thinking in your head every day that you write such an evil book. Even the Lord God can't destroy it. It's so evil. .
You have this energy, but you think about how to restore your strength! "
"Isn't he recovering his strength now?"
Suddenly, a soft drink sounded, and Tang Hao didn't know when he walked in, staring at the manuscript on the ground, and muttered: "You are a master god, a demon god, and even a manuscript written by him can't be destroyed.
If this is not strength, what is strength? "