Chapter 443: .Devil's ex-girlfriend (22)

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When the two little guys were on their way to search for relatives with ghost tires, the ghost car of the Yuyu has reached the foothold of the ancient country alliance, an open mountain, named Xiaoshou Mountain, which was once a land of war between gods and demons.
It was not too late when Lin Lang arrived, and there were two days left until the agreed date, but most of the other holy places and famous gates did not dare to give Jianmen the face. Most of them came in advance, which made her particularly indifferent.
The elder Jianmen who organized the hospitality looked at the absent list, frowned, and said to the head, "This demon emperor is really too ignorant. It is very difficult to take the lead.
The head was soft, and he carelessly held the white jade wine glass, lining his fingers slenderly, "It's okay, it's too early."
Everyone in the seat exchanged glances in silence.
When the parents spoke, they dared not let go of their farts.
Just staying in this icy jade palace every day is really boring. Everyone has to find a way to relax.
Then they really found a very interesting thing.
There are many coincidences this year, and there are also a lot of people who have become friends.
For example, the young Emperor Dawu on the right-hand side of the main leader of the Xianmen League, the new queen had a fairy face full of flirtatious charm, her eyebrows were against the hibiscus flowers, and she was soft and boneless on the shoulder of the young emperor.
I have to say that this broke their dignified impression of the past empresses of the Dawu Dynasty. This dynasty entered the Tao with martial arts, and it was quite clear and upright, and the queen, as the mother of a country, naturally had to lead by example. But they looked at this one, privately speaking, they were young and beautiful, but they could not conceal her as a straw bag. Fact.
On the left side of the confederate leader, there is a man with a black clothes, a cold face, and a pair of narrow eyes, like a cold blade, but his companion is also very surprising. With the figure, far away from the maidservant in the palace.
Is there anything extraordinary about this woman?
Everyone was strange, staring at her indiscriminately.
After being looked at by many bigwigs, Lin Yanran was a little nervous, and pulled the sleeve of Yin Shiyi like a mouse, trying to seek his refuge. She was like admiring her god, watching him wholeheartedly.
Ten years ago she was almost desperate. Who thought that the summit would turn around, the man asked her if she would go with him that day. Lin Yanran saw him covered with blood. Although he was afraid, he agreed, and the wind and rain beat Arriving at the site of the demon clan, she had another thrilling escape career. As he walked higher and higher, she was finally able to see the moon and see the moon, and she became the wife of the deity.
Lin Yanran regretted that their wedding was too hasty, she put on a hijab and didn't even worship the world.
It couldn't be better than the scenery of a hundred people coming to congratulate Lin Lin and Empress Yin on their wedding day!
Fortunately, she is a contented and happy person, and she feels angry for a few days. Everyone is by her side. Years of dreams come true. What do you care about?
"What's the matter?" Yin Shiyi turned her head, her eyes dark.
"Let's, how long do we have to sit here?" Lin Yanran approached him, the other side did not refuse.
"Almost." Yin Shiyi said.
Waiting for someone.
"But, it's boring."
She thought she said very quietly, but Lin Yanran always forgot that this is a world of self-cultivation, not to mention the walls and ears, sometimes the secret voices of the two people can be overheard.
Everyone looked at the head of the white clothes, the other party did not say a word, so they also pretended to be nothing to hear or see.
Lin Yanran raised her head to see that everyone was doing her own thing. She smiled secretly, and one hand quietly got into the man's thigh.
"Don't make trouble."
He whispered.
Lin Yanran has been with him for so many years, and has long been aware of the awkward personality of the cold-faced male god. He did not immediately withdraw his hand, but walked slowly.
Yin Shiyi was about to say something. Suddenly there was a buzzing outside, and it quickly calmed down again.
Pei Yusheng is far and near.
Everyone watched their eyes and noses, and the last one was finally late.
At this time, it is not common for women to wear jade on their waists, and most of them are used as jewelry or wrist ornaments, unless they are feudal lords or feudal lords, or they are supreme, they are eligible to wear.
Very few women can afford jade at the scene.
It was the charming queen of the Dawu Dynasty, and his wife Pingfugui did not have such honors.
They don't have to guess at all, they all know who is coming.
It was at this time that the atmosphere of the entire palace also changed-it became more dignified, and there was a kind of dullness that was coming from the rain.
Everyone felt a little hairy back.
Lin Lang got out of the ghost car, and the disciples crowded her into the hall.
"It seems that my demon came late."
Opened by a blood-stained demon priest, the female emperor flew away.
Surprisingly, the elders of the Holy Land who had been to the secluded area thought they would see a red dress in Zhaoxue.
She was glamorous when she was in red, but she became an innocent goddess in Jiuzhong when she was in white.
Especially standing in this jade wood palace, her skirt is like a layered cloud, misty as a fairy, and a layer of veil, it makes people feel timid and dare not read more.
Everyone murmured, if it weren't for the dangling Demon Token, they almost thought it was the head lady of the Flower of Kaolin.
As soon as she spoke, her lips and teeth were filled with a cold smell, and some of the talking halls were suddenly quiet and audible.
No one answered her.
Because no one has the courage to dare to open a mouth in front of the head of Xianmen, even if this beauty is so beautiful.
There is an iron-blooded forbidden law in Jianmen. If you are friends and companions with Momen's children, you will be expelled from the teacher regardless of your foreword or past.
The two sides have deep grievances, who would not be the first cannon fodder to die?
Some people are waiting to watch a good show.
Lin Lang didn't have the embarrassment they had imagined-she wasn't a 17- or 18-year-old girl. How could she be wronged because of a cold encounter? Moreover, she has achieved her level of supreme demon, her vision is in line with the world, and she is even less entangled with such trivial matters.
But she can think about it, but it does not mean that she is going to suffer this anger. Otherwise, is her nine-death cultivation practice just to find herself unhappy?
It would be better to hug Heaven's Dad's thighs, and wait for death after mixing.
I don't know who started it. Most of these league leaders brought their families to the meeting.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. These family members still occupy most of the position, and now there is only a place in the middle that can accommodate people.
An awkward position that can't be kept up.
The self-cultivation community pays attention to strength, and the arrangement of seats is also not meaningful. The closer to the main position, the greater the right to speak. It was like Lin Lang and her little prince, even if she spoiled him again, when she met with her servants on weekdays, the little prince would obediently climb down from her knees, sit down gently to the position of the next head, and consciously maintain the order of respect.
Get off Mawei?
It's a pity that she was never used to wronging herself.
Lin Lang stood calmly in the center of the hall, his voice indifferent and indifferent.
"Emperor Ji Wu, your officials brought a little bit more. The hall is cold, let them go outside to warm up."
The thunder exploded on the flat bottom, and everyone looked at each other in amazement.
Lin Lang originally wanted to pick the male lead, but he brought too few people, only one Lin Yanran. In this case, Lin Lang won't let rationality become irrational, so she can only shoot at her old friend.
Who is calling this guy arrogant? Seven of the thirty seats occupy a total of seven seats, which is exactly the same as the sword gate. One seats his queen, and three seats are enchanting exotic beauties. Zuoyongyouhuo has long been crowned with the absurdity of the faint monarch, rather than the enviable romance.
For the rest, there are only one or two seats.
The young emperor seemed to laugh, "I ’m really sorry, they like to be cold, to make their minds clearer, and not to do some stupid things. If the emperor thinks that the position is not enough, this emperor has a seat on this leg. I wonder if you dare to sit? "
This is an explicit tone / play.
The first apprentice of the Demon Gate was not looking good, and the other disciples held their weapons.
Lin Lang looked at him coldly, and leaned his head towards the disciple.
They immediately stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation to the beauties.
"His Majesty--"
These unique concubines pleaded softly.
They are the same as Lin Yanran, but they are ordinary human women. Because Tianzi was chosen into the palace, and they were fortunate to be with the emperor's side and had a long life in the face of the emperor. Naturally, they had to do everything to please the king.
The young emperor turned a deaf ear and continued to cynically drink his wine. When the beauty saw this, they settled down and were really sitting still.
Lin Lang thought about the last time she was proud of her king.
But it doesn't matter, no man makes her pampered, she comes by herself.
Since Lin Lang didn't stop, the disciples wouldn't stop. They even grabbed their arms more directly. There was a sudden whisper of Yan Ying in the hall, but they all hurt. The beauties were suddenly held hostage by the disciples of the demons. They were so scared that their flowers were eclipsed, and their tears were shed, and it was so pitiful that the men could n’t help but feel sad.
You can turn your head to see the emperor, as if standing on the jade lake, the water is worn by the wind, and it is difficult to depict the exhaustion of the poet.
Even in the realm of beauty like dogs, the empress didn't even show her face, so she could line up the beautiful and beautiful students present to be the bouquet attendants beside the goddess.
Suddenly their anger disappeared.
But women and men have different visions. Lin Yanran can't appreciate the beauty of the thunder of the empress, and only thinks she is really bullying. One of the concubines of the young emperor had spoken to her without any pretense, which made Lin Yanran feel very good. At this time, she saw her crying pitifully, and she hated Lin Lang in her own heart, so at a certain point in time, it was natural to catalyze Too.
"Release her!"
Lin Yanran stood up.
Lin Lang's eyelids didn't lift, she was calm.
As for the disciples, let's not even consider an ordinary girl who has no power to restrain the chickens. Besides, they are also enemies with the demons of the Western Regions. Why should they face them?
When others ignored her, Lin Yan was flushed with rage, and since she became the hostess, no one dared to give her a face like this!
"You guys are too overbearing to do things! What a skill to bully a girl!"
She quickly ran over and supported one of the beauty in purple clothes, while the other hand was holding the hands of the disciples of Momen hard. It seemed that she wanted to save the beauty from the fire. The demon disciple looked young and handsome, but he didn't have any pity for the jade heart. He didn't look at it. The sleeve robe flicked and flew off.
If it were not for the disciples who still remembered that she was the demon's wife, this hand could make her die on the spot, unlike now, only suffering from skin injuries.
But the hostess didn't realize his "good intentions" anymore.
Lin Yan then hit the table with her waist and gritted her teeth in pain, "You, you ..."
Because it was too painful, I couldn't speak for a while, and it took a long time to say the second half, "You, do you have any Fa?"
At the end, she was really aggrieved, tears in her eyes, but she was stubborn and did not fall.
In this situation, everyone is a bit unbearable.
There is a too old elder in Xiaoyao Fatian who can't sit still, "Emperor, are you too much?"
Lin Lang's eyebrows lazily swept away, the gesture was quite charming, but her lips were cold, "Why, it's your turn now to let it be your way?"
An elder of the Xianmen still wants to control the demon?
Courage is really big.
However, it is no wonder that the sword gate has been terrifying recently, and the status of the entire fairy gate has risen in the Three Realms. The elders of the holy land consciously think that they are higher than the magic gate. But this doesn't mean that her magic door's strength is poor. It's really more than enough to crush and kill a 10,000-year-old second child.
The only thing she fears now is Jianmen.
It is naturally not easy to engage in heaven.
But others, huh.
In the original plot, the big guys here have more or less had a leg with the heroine, and there are also a few who are fighting against and chasing the celestial devil. Langni rushed to support the heroine and find her back.
Now that Feng Shui is taking turns, whoever dares to take the lead will dare to cross back one by one.
Speaking of the law of the jungle where the strong man is respected, she adapts better than this group of men.
The elder Tai was so blushed by the emperor's words that he was angry and annoyed.
I just didn't have enough stance and identity, so I could only hold my breath.
Lin Lang looked up, bold and envious, looking directly at the top heavenly father.
"Here, this seat is Wang Fa." Lin Lang said.
The other party's bodhi belt, beautiful bones, a light snow mark folded between his eyebrows, and his seven emotions and six desires faded.
The fairy elder brother colded the blood of the world, removed the gorgeous cinnabar mole from the heart, and evolved from a waste man to a master of the fairy door and the leader of the three realms.
When I saw that the culprit that made him hurt and hurt him without dignity in the old days, he was so calm and calm.
The head in white slowly put down the jade cup.
The wide sleeves didn't touch the wrist like snow waves.
His lips were thin, and there was only a thin line of blood between his lips.
"... Wang Fa ...?"
In front of the heaven and earth that dominate the life and death of all things, she ... really dare to say.
but……
If she wants to be a king, then he has to teach her well, what is--
Destiny.
And struggling will only make blood flow more fierce.