Transcending the Nine Heavens

Yang Ruolan almost every day, everything will go to Meng Chaotian to ask about his son Chu Yang all these years.

The intensity of this situation makes Lord Chu Fei Lingchu very jealous. If he didn't have absolute trust in his wife, he might have to have other thoughts. He looks like Meng Suchan is quite remarkable...

Mrs. Yang's questions are very varied, for example, how to pick them up from swaddling, how to pull a piece of shit, how to reach the age of three or four, how to...

What did he look like when he was a year old? What do two years old look like? Through what clothes? What do you normally eat? What's your favorite food? What's your least favorite food? There's nothing I particularly dislike...

How did you start practicing martial arts? When did you first wrestle? Did you cry after you fell? Did you wear any new clothes for New Year's Eve? Did you have any toys when you were a kid?

What's Chu Yang's favorite thing to do?

Wait, wait...

Poor Meng is more than a man. Even though all these things are personal, how can you remember them clearly? Then a man so handsome was asked by Yang Joran to stammer and sweat.

“Too long to remember? That's okay. Think about it. Think about it again? Think about it again, don't rush...”

“Think again...”

“Can't you remember? It doesn't matter... then another question..."

“Think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it...”

Yang Joran was very excited, tired of hearing and asking.

Poor Meng has grasped the things he can remember and said them over and over at least a few hundred times. Yang Ruolan still smells like Jinjin every time he hears them. When he disrespects them, he begins to wipe tears...

Even if someone like Meng Chao started screaming in her stomach, she could bark for help.

When you say one thing, you cry once, it's plausible, but a hundred times you still cry...

This is unbearable, what is this called...

Especially if I still live in your house as a guest, you talk to me, you cry, me, me... how do I explain this?

It's so... embarrassing.

Then later, Meng Chao Lan was just as far away from Yang Joran as he could have run... If he hadn't been here in the early morning, Meng would have almost tried to run away from home and run into the rivers and lakes...

It seems so embarrassing...

This time, the news came that Meng was, of course, an indispensable subject of negotiation.

“Master Meng, look at this...” Chu Feiling asked Meng Chaotan politely.

Meng suddenly saw that it was not Yang Joran who asked himself, he was relieved and restored his usual callousness: “This, it doesn't matter. Just let them go. Let's not get involved, especially the Chu family..."

Chu Fei was stunned; this is the annihilation of Heavenly Demons, it could be the end of the day, how can it be such a light cloud wind in Meng Supernatural mouth?

That seems too calm, doesn't it?

For a while, Father Chu couldn't help but admire his son's master: look at his temperament, this look! This is also the kind of person who can teach my son those evils, see his disciples, know his master, since ancient times, the ancients sincerely do not deceive me...

“It's just that the two seniors of Feng Moon, I didn't find them, but I don't know where the two seniors are today. I don't know Master Meng...” Chu Feiling is a little worried about this, I'm afraid it delayed the matter of his son. After all, Feng Moon and the two are the strong peaks of the world. With their help, Chu Yang would undoubtedly greatly help.

“You can rest assured that the two of them have left a long time ago, and by my estimation, they are likely to have left the southeastern realm by now, at most, within a day or so away. ”

Meng suddenly blurted: “When the news of the demons came the other day, they couldn't sit down. This time out quietly, it is absolutely because of this... there is their rush, and the power of Chuyang's brothers, I believe that the Nine families will not sit idly by, so that all the most powerful forces under the Nine Heavens, apart from the law-enforcers, have done their best to unite, believe that this magic can be dealt with...”

“Don't worry, it'll be fine!” Meng went so far as to conclude that his tone was unquestionably certain.

Chu Fei Ling and Yang Jo Lan are just a little relieved.

But Meng went beyond the next sentence to make people want to strangle him.

“In other words, if the strongest strength under the Nine Heavens is also defeated, that is, the end of the world, everyone is doomed together, but worrying is still pointless!” Meng said softly, “That's all. ”

The words of Yang Ruolan and Mr. and Mrs. Chu Feiling are obvious, the previous sentence is still in heaven, infinitely wishful, seems to be ready for the celebration of the son's triumph, the latter sentence goes straight to hell, or the eighteenth level of hell - the end of the world, the collective is finished!

When he wanted to grab this guy, he saw that Meng had gone out with a gentle, charming, handsome attitude and calm attitude...

“Let the Chu family do some preparation.” Chu Feiling made up his mind and went out immediately: “How can the family from the Nine Swordsmen not even do some posturing? Even if it's a water truck salary, you have to show a little attitude! ”

……

On a road leading to Zhongdu, there are two people in white like snow, walking on foot as a car, and the speed of the journey seems to be slowing down.

The handsome and handsome man, the beautiful woman, is exactly what deters the moon from listening to the snow, the wind and rain!

“The southeast, the Warrior Demon, is arguably the most dangerous battle you and I have had in our lives. Zoe, are you ready? ”

“That's nature. However, the only regret of the concubine... is that she did not leave a son and a half daughter for the husband, if there is one... Even though you and I are accompanied by Yellow Springs, the wind family is a cigarette broken off, so I really can't resist the ancestral ancestors of the wind family. ”

“Oh... silly words, you and my husband agree, vow to extinguish the devil, deserve the conscience of heaven and earth, the devil is not removed, do people have a future? What other future generations?” The moon hears a snowy smile: “Face the demons, World War I! If you are not exorcised, you will die. ”

“Nice! Let's agree, face the devil, World War I, let's face it! ”

The couple smiled relatively, and the same thing accelerated the pace again, the white wind, the speed disappeared in front of the ancient road...

……

Middle-Capitol at the moment.

With the outbreak of the Nine Robbery Brothers, it became more and more intense and lively; slowly, the people of the Nine Kingdoms began to participate in the recent past. Originally with the Nine Robbery Swordsmen, these big families did not share the Heavenly Death Vengeance, but at this moment, they fought hard to help the Nine Robberies create the momentum.

Just because everyone knows that even if the Nine Robberies destroy their own families in the future, their masters will not be spared, most of the people under them will be safe, especially innocent women and children, and the Nine Robbers will never kill indiscriminately.

On the contrary, but let the demons succeed, then, whether it be innocent women and children, Jianghu martial artists, or ordinary people, no one will survive!

The whole thing, it's almost about to be turned upside down.

The power of public opinion is infinite, even more terrifying and frightening!

If a man says that he is an angel, he will only be treated as a madman, maybe he will be beaten to death; if ten people say that he is also absurd, he will also be beaten to death, even if more than a hundred people say that, he will still be knocked out by the law enforcement officials, but if thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of people say that... then even if he hears it, he will think: why not say that?

Since so many people say that, there must be a reason, or...

As long as there is speculation, it slowly becomes half letter and half doubt, at least not all.

Those who had just entered the Mid-Capitol were still angry, but slowly began to wonder.

The situation is slowly progressing in a direction that is not conducive to respect for the law, and the trend is gradually widening.

The city's law-enforcers, unable to stop such a madness, have long been suppressed to the point of not showing up.

He can only shrink, dare to be angry and not dare to say anything. At this time, if he dares to say that the prince is not a demon, even if he is not beaten alive, it is inevitable that he will be beaten to death. The good man will not eat the loss in front of his eyes, and this reasoning is relatively superficial.

Outside the city.

This is an extra quiet little village.

Senior law enforcement personnel are now all concentrated here. These elites, at this moment, have a cold black light in their eyes, a gleaming magic, and from time to time they gush from the surface of their bodies.

In the middle room, there are a few hoarse growls from time to time, hidden out. It seems that several people are suffering inhuman torture and suffering, and the voices have become intolerable.

“Dear Lord... you bloody beast...” An old voice shouted with impatience: "The old man's life is bright and glorious, the hero of the first life; yet you led me into the magic, to be a demon...” It is the voice of the flat cloud: “You beast must die well!! Ah ~ ~ ~"

Suddenly a scream shouted angrily: "Let me die! Let me die! Why don't you let me die? I'd rather die than be a demon. Why can't I kill myself? Why...”

He wanted to commit suicide, but his thoughts dictated him, and he couldn't even kill himself. Feel the demonic Qi infect your body's soul, flat clouds full of tears, more pain in your heart, no desire to live.

“My husband persevered in his life ~ ~ the English name of his life! Ahhh ~ ~"

“I'm a law-enforcer, how can I be a demon! No, no, no, ah ~ ~ ~ ~” Another heartbreaking scream. This is the supremacy of nine other law-enforcers, enduring endless torment in their hearts, wandering among demons.

The magic spirit and the bright mind of the past are fighting a special death battle; it is rare to see that the magic mind has gained considerable upper hand. God's soul has been devoured, only instinctive perseverance, no root water, how long can it last?

…… (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)