The Strongest Sect of All Times

When the night stars brought the sheepskin together, it seemed to trigger some kind of prohibition to instantly transform the original stone chamber environment into a large hall, and the glitter of the lines outlined a similar projection.

The man sitting on the throne, the woman sitting next to him, from the angle above, looks like the perfect night star to reconcile Yao.

It's amazing, it's weird!

“What's going on...”

The night star in the projection, the expression on his face gradually stagnated.

Me!

Why are you here?

Are you dreaming about the same thing you just did?

Impossible!

The night star was immediately rejected in my heart.

For no other reason, this body was shaped by the demon ancestors and could never have happened in the past.

As for the appearance of previous life, let's not say if you remember clearly, at least there has never been such a picture of people kneeling!

It's not the past, is it...

“The future?”

To this end, the night star's gaze sparked anger.

He can accept that there will be worshippers in the future. He can't accept that Yao Liling, who just met him, will sit beside himself for a short time. In terms of clothing and distance, it's like...

“See the Night King! ”

“See the Night's Lady! ”

Once again, the worshippers shouted, confirming the speculation of the night stars.

“Ah?”

Yiu Ling was shocked at the cover.

Mr. Pei is the Night King and himself the Night Lady. Does that mean he's married?

I was looking for treasure, and I saw this scene, and even after the big wind waves, I didn't necessarily get used to it.

“Shh!”

At this point, the projection suddenly changed dramatically.

On their knees, the crowd gradually disappeared, the palace was replaced by a rear garden scene, and the throne was transformed into a unique stone pavilion.

The Night King sat on the bench, and the Night's Lady leaned softly in his arms, like a couple in love.

The dog food, it came a little too sudden.

“Stars. ”

Slightly, the Night's Lady whispered shyly: “I... am pregnant. ”

“Boys and girls?” The Night King spoke.

The Night's Lady slapped him gently in the chest with a small fist and said, “Just two months pregnant, I can't tell the difference between a man and a woman. ”

“Yes, yes! ”

The reflective arc of the Night King seemed a little too long, so I was excited to hold each other up and said, “I'm going to be a father! ”

“ …… ”

It's like a night star in the audience, and I see the face here.

I'm married to this woman, I can't believe I have children. Is this what's going to happen in the future?

“Shh!”

At this point, the projection changes again.

The scene is still in the main hall, but only the Night King and a figure with his back to the lens, without the inseparable Night's Lady, seem to be reluctant to continue to give dog food to some readers who are single.

“Congratulations, Night Master! ”

The man with the back to the lens arched his hand.

Night star said, the expression on his face gradually stiffened, then rushed forward a few steps, gradually saw each other's face, and said, “Xiao Sinxiang! ”

Nice.

In terms of appearance alone, this man and Wanguzong's disciple's first flesh are extremely similar, slightly different, the temperament is more mature, and the exposed muscles seem to contain infinite power.

“The Patriarch...”

The Night King had a hard time saying, "Forgive me? ”

Xiao Sin himself said: “The departure of the brother is a great blow to the Patriarch. It took centuries to relieve God. Today I am ordered to come, and I also wish you and your younger sister an old age, full of children. ”

“For a woman to leave the Sect, the Lord forgives me and only makes me more guilty.” The Night King grieved.

“There is no need to feel guilty. ”

Xiao Sin has consoled himself: “The Patriarch often says that there are different paths in all life. Every time you pass a crossroads, it is up to you to make your own choices, and it is difficult for others to intervene. ”

“Hey.”

The Night King sighed, and his face became more guilty and self-blamed.

“Night Master. ”

Xiao Sin himself said: "The twelfth cosmic jihad is about to start. Would you be interested in fighting with your brother again? “

“Cosmic Jihad? ”

The Night King looked back and smiled, "A memorable event. ”

“Are you going to fight? ”

“Mmm.”

“Great, the lord would be glad to know. ”

The conversation between the two people, the night star body heard it all, and the expression on their faces was wonderful.

These projections are kind of happening in the future, because a woman leaves the Sect, which is... this is bullshit!

“That…”

““ Aren't you Bai? "cried Yiu Weak. What does he call you, Night Master? ”

“None of your business! ”

The mood of the night stars is getting worse and worse.

“Shh!”

At this point, the projection scene shifted again, and the Night King was in front of a closed sleeping palace, anxious and hesitant, and inside came the scream of the mother.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa--”

Soon, the crying of the baby broke the silence of the night.

“Born!”

The Night King was so excited: "I'm a father! ”

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PS, yesterday to today, I have been handling the affairs of the elderly, I have been here all night, I really can't hold on, I don't have many words in this chapter, I go to sleep.

As for this particular period, the funeral can only be made brief.