The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Yin Yuanyun shouted: “Mu Liuyun, what do you mean?! ”

“The demons return to the pure domain, the remains of the sea; Feng Xiang for nine days, the three realms return to their hearts... aren't these words referring to the princess of the demon race who left behind? ”

Mu Liuyun smiled softly: “Moreover, the bright embroidery of the future and the brilliant future should be His Highness Yuan Ying, but all of a sudden, the Holy Fire of the Underworld is transferred back to the handsome son. Have you ever wondered what this is about? ”

Yin Yuan-yi's pupil suddenly shrunk, nearly biting his teeth and shrieking: “Because... the engagement! Because he is engaged to a demonic princess!! ”

“Father, Mother, come on! Let Luo Yunxiao dissolve the engagement and let me marry the Demonic Princess. In that way, I can be the true Holy Ghost! ”

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Fixing the Immortal Continent, Polar.

The sun is flaming and the sky is washed.

In front of the Imperial Palace, Cold Night and Lunar Moon Department's men were discussing something and from time to time made a big laugh.

Contrary to their style, they are members of the Shadowy and Xuan scripts on the other side.

Most of them were silent, some with weapons in their hands and others looking out for distant vistas.

But when the moonlight crowd jokes, they also listen to their ears, occasionally with a shallow smile on their faces.

It's like being touched by cold nights from time to time and brushing your presence.

The barriers on both sides are distinct, but they cannot be reconciled.

At this moment, the two figures flew from the sky, but for a moment, they had landed in front of the Imperial Palace.

The men of the Lunar and Xuan scriptures hurriedly bowed to their knees, “I have seen your lord, I have seen the old man! ”

The emperor waved and let them rise.

Standing up on a cold night, he grinned: "Have you visited the young master, my lord? How's the little master doing? ”

Always touching his beard, he said with joy: "The little boy has passed the sixth round of the trial and is now hitting the seventh round. Tsk, shh, shh, shh, shh. I've seen so many geniuses in the extreme, and none of them compare to the gifts of a little boy. ”

No wonder the King so nailed down his decision to make the little boy master of the extreme.

As for the fact that the young man is not of King's blood, he always takes this matter less seriously.

He was unmarried all his life, but he regarded King as his own son, Xiao Jiu as his own brother, and Polaris as his own home, and he never felt lonely.

Likewise, as long as King is happy today, as long as there is no harm to the extreme, what kind of woman will he marry and who will be the heir of the extreme, what does it matter?

Hearing the old praise, the cold night hey hey laughed, a look of glory, "That's, and don't look who the little master is son of. ”

Yingmei collided with the cold night, but didn't feel anything. She was still complaining about it completely without knowing: “Chang Lao, you haven't seen Miss Jun's perverse rate of progress. Even if her biological father's blood is weak, she can't hide the little master's astonishment... OH -!! Yimei, what are you doing stepping on me? ”

I used to sneak a peek at the emperor and light a wax in my heart on a cold night.

“Cough, cold night, what were you laughing at? ”

The cold night looked at Yin Mei with grief before turning his head: “We are talking about Yin Yuan Ying? ”

“The young lord of the Underworld who has just acquired the legacy of the Sacred Fire of the Underworld? What's wrong with him? ”

“Pfft, what's the holy fire? I think it's more or less a glittering joke. ”