Pampered Underworld Marriage: Genius Baby Black Belly Mother

Lin Ziyi smiled and said, "Deacon Qian, you said that your son also likes spending time and wine, why didn't he bring you a grandson back?"

When Deacon Qian heard this, he knew that he would retaliate on the spot.

"Can the grandson brought back like that? It's unclear. If he dares to bring it back like this, I will definitely break his leg." Deacon Qian said sternly, for fear that something like that might happen, then his old face is really good. There is no place to put it.

Lin Ziyi flinched and patted him on the shoulder, "Deacon Qian, I am just out of fame, and I have never made any actual actions. What about your son? But there is also reputation and action. Who can say such things? Is it clear?"

Deacon Qian's old face blushed, and he squinted at him: "You didn't take any action. Where did the kid who went in just now come from? Lord, does his face hurt?" After speaking, he looked at him with a wicked smile, as if he had pulled back. In one game, I was gloating and smug with a smile.

Lin Ziyi: "..." He curled his lips, "Deacon Qian, in this realm of God, who has the thick skin of my Long Yi, you will never find a second one, so my face doesn't hurt at all."

Deacon Qian: "..." This is indeed thick-skinned.

And while they were chatting, Xiao Yuchen, who was in the third pass of the assessment, was already surrounded by ten thousand swords. He looked at the silver sword glow, his pink lips wafting with a dull smile, and he watched the sharper sword tips. As he got closer, a dagger in his hand shook forcefully, the tip of the sword quickly retreated, and his small body fell down at a dazzling speed.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng..." The sound of weapons colliding echoed in the tower, making the atmosphere tense.

He fell suddenly, his eyes were clear, and a sword rose at the bottom of the tower, and the sharp tip of the sword exuded a gleam of light.

Now is the time to experience the courage.

He retracted the dagger, wrapped his hands around his chest, and slowly descended. He relaxed physically and mentally. Facing the scene of ten thousand swords piercing his heart, he was not afraid of danger, even with an evil and dumb smile.

Several people looked at the little bit in the mirror of the universe, and they were all surprised.

Wuhuan also came back, looking at Lin Ziyi and said: "As expected, it is your son. He is exactly the same as when you were a kid, especially the cunning look of the dude, which was carved out of a mold. If the girl knew there was such a grandson, I don’t know how happy it is."

Wuhuan did not expect that after a few years, Yi'er would have a son.

Moreover, even worse than his son, Xiao Qingwu was so sad. After returning, he immediately hid and practiced.

Lin Ziyi smiled and said, "I won't look at whose son this is, my mother? Why didn't I see them today? Now my mother doesn't say there is nothing to do."

Wuhuan said: "I said the scenery this year is very beautiful. I went to see the scenery and I should be back later."

"Then wait a moment. After Yu Chen comes out, I will take him to see the second elder." Lin Ziyi smiled openly. After all, the waiting for many years has finally got a good result.

Little Jin Jin said: "Lord, what about my sister? What are you going to do?"

Lin Ziyi looked at him with a weird smile, "cold!"

Little gold: "..." He said that he didn't like this sentence very much.

Lin Ziyi squinted slightly, Wen Xian, this woman, he had to think of a way to get her to come back with him submissively.

Although the relationship between two people is very short-lived, but the relationship is just like that, it can be said that it is ten thousand years.

"Honorable Lord!" Little Jin Jin looked at Lin Ziyi. He hadn't seen his sister for several years, and the cruel sister had never contacted him since he left.

Lin Ziyi patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is between me and your sister. Don't worry, I will solve it."

Little Gold also knew he would solve it, so she was afraid that he would run away from her sister again.

Suddenly, the door of the third gate opened, and Xiao Yuchen walked out with full of air, with a triumphant smile on his pink face.

Deacon Qian looked at Xiao Yuchen solemnly, "Little Prince, congratulations on passing the third round of assessment, and congratulations on becoming Xi Lingzun's disciple."

Xiao Yuchen: "..." He just came to prove his ability, but... he looked around and when he came up just now, he saw that the scenery here is very good, and life here must be better, but my mother stayed. He can stay.

"Thank you! I have to think about it again." Xiao Yuchen thought of my mother, who has been reluctant to come here.

Deacon Qian pulled the corners of his lips, think about it again? His father is here, what else should he think about? Is there a better fortunate person than him?

"Little lord, I still want to congratulate you. You are the first person in history to be promoted to the fifth rank at the age of three. As far as your subordinates know, your grandfather did not have the talent like you back then." Deacon Qian explained with a smile.

Xiao Yuchen asked curiously: "Who is my grandfather?"

"Holy Monarch of the Demon Realm!" Deacon Qian answered patiently, facing such a small genius, making him involuntarily lower his posture.

"Oh! I have heard the story of the goddess and the saints. I heard that their husbands and wives are very affectionate. The saints have waited for the goddess for two hundred years? Many people are talking about this matter. I have heard a little. I am also envious."

When Xiao Yuchen said this, he suddenly felt something wrong. He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Deacon Qian, "Deacon, you mean, are they my grandparents?"

"Yes!" A nice voice came from behind him, but it was not Deacon Qian.

The voice was somewhat familiar. Xiao Yuchen immediately looked back and saw that it was Long Yetian and Lin Yunxi. He smiled happily: "Pretty sister, why are you here?"

Everyone: "..." Sister, how many generations is this difference?

After everyone saluted, Lin Yunxi walked towards Xiao Yuchen, "Chen'er, you should call me grandma, he is your grandfather Long Ye."

She squatted down and looked at the grandson in front of her lovingly. He behaved very well along the way.

Xiao Yuchen nodded excitedly, "But grandpa and grandma, why are you so young? And more beautiful than my mother?"

Long Yetian lowered his head slightly, "When Chen'er grows up, grandpa will teach you how to keep youth forever."

"Okay." Xiao Yuchen nodded happily, stepped back a few steps, knelt on the ground, and saluted respectfully: "Chen'er has seen grandparents." Although this is very sorry, my mother, but he likes it very much. These relatives.

As soon as Lin Yunxi heard this, her nose was sour, and her tears almost couldn't stop flowing, "Chen'er get up quickly! I will ask your father to get your mother back, Chen'er, you don't have to go back."

Lin Yunxi smiled and took his little hand, Wen Xian taught him well, this kid is very smart.

"Really?" Xiao Yuchen looked forward to it.