Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

Ling Qian opened her eyes.

His long damp hair was blown by the evening wind, making his body tremble with cold.

Xie Siyuan was one step away from him in front of him, a bloody hand was hanging in front of Ling Qian's abdomen, it was for the forbidden land jade tablet on his waist.

"Zongzhou." Ling Qian called softly.

Zong Zhou immediately looked amiable, nodded slightly at him, and then turned his attention to his hand hanging on the back of Xie Siyuan's head.

In terms of ruthlessness, Zong Zhou, who is already at the peak of demon cultivation, is naturally far better than the people in the illusion.

When the desire to kill was ignited, a pair of red eyes that possessed by demons, just like the master Ling Qian saw, made him a little dazed for a moment.

But soon, Ling Qian clearly realized that when a real demon attacked someone, his eyes would not pretend to be pity.

"Xie Siyuan, did your ancestors have a legacy that you should take a detour when you see a Taoist without heart?" Zong Zhou retracted his hand slightly, like an emissary from the underworld, pulling out a white soul shadow from the person's body.

Xie Siyuan's body stood on the spot, his face stiffened, while the soul that had just left his body had a frightened face, the same face, but so different, it really made people's hairs stand up all of a sudden.

"The "Huan Yuan Gong" was originally obtained from the secret realm of Taoist Wuxin, but it was stolen by a begging dog beside him. The dog has some skills and created a fairy alliance with this poor skill." Zong Zhou turned his head in shock when he saw Xie Siyuan's soul. He smiled sarcastically, "Don't believe me? Do you know that your ancestors are inferior to dogs?"

Zong Zhou's palm suddenly glowed brightly, and with a slight push, the soul body was sent back to the body.

Xie Siyuan's spirit returned to his place, but his eyes only regained their clarity for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, their eyes were chaotic.

Zong Zhou looked at Ling Qian who hadn't stopped him for a long time, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he made a "please" gesture with one hand politely, like a big show started, and Ling Qian was the only guest of this demon king.

"Want to see the real illusion?"

Ling Qian shook her head, then nodded again.

Zong Zhou raised his brows, smiled coquettishly, and touched Xie Siyuan's brows with a touch of red light with his fingers.

Xie Siyuan frowned and then calmed down, acting out his memory like a puppet.

"I don't dare anymore, Sect Master, forgive me, your beloved disciple, I don't dare to get involved again."

"He didn't let me get close. He couldn't be the one who fell in love with his apprentice. A shameless old man who said he was heartless and desireless must be because no one likes him, and he is doing bad things like beating a mandarin duck."

Ling Qian frowned in displeasure, but saw that Zong Zhou quite agreed with the rhetoric, and pointed at someone, and spread his hands again, as if everyone thought so.

Xie Siyuan quickly talked about Ling Qian.

"I have to spread the scandal about master Xiao Xiang's apprentice."

"How can it be said that there is no relationship between master and apprentice?"

"Xiaoqian'er's reputation won't be damaged because of this, but he doesn't want to marry me. It's nothing to do with me. He deserves it. Maybe he will come to kneel and beg for my love when he is unlucky."

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"I told you to go to the Taiyi School to make trouble, so you can go there boldly. Their head is gone, Ling Qian has not left the gate, and slaughtered the Taiyi School. As long as the Immortal League records that the Mozong did it, there will be no one. Find out."

"When the time comes, Xiaoqian'er will have nothing, only me."

Ling Qian did not hide her anger.

Zong Zhou was quite calm, he seemed to have known this earlier.

Just hearing Xie Siyuan's sudden words made Zong Zhou change his face.

"It's so comfortable, don't raise your head, little thing, concentrate on using your mouth, I will treat your nimble tongue as Xiao Qian'er, if you get me the jade token of the forbidden area, I will brand the mark of the Immortal Alliance on the back of your neck... ..."

Zong Zhou said "Bastard", and slapped Xie Siyuan on the back of the head heavily with his right hand.

There was silence for a while.

Ling Qian didn't know why Zong Zhou acted in such a hurry at this time, he asked with a confused face, "What are you angry about?"

Zong Zhou had a rare embarrassment on his face, and said: "How dare he miss you in private and insult you with words."

Ling Qian rolled her eyes, recalling that Xie Siyuan had said so many gossips about herself, Zong Zhou didn't change his face, wondering what was so special about this sentence.

He muttered to himself: "My tongue is very flexible? Does it mean that I talk a lot?"

Hearing Zongzhou cough, with a serious expression, he said: "You are thirsty for knowledge, after I finish dealing with this obstructive guy, I will definitely go to the battle as soon as possible to solve your doubts."

Ling Qian still wanted to ask.

The person who had been hit on the back of the head was moaning and screaming in pain, interrupting his humbly study.

Powerful illusions probably make people unable to control themselves when indulging in illusions, but when they wake up, they don't even remember falling into illusions.

Xie Siyuan looked resentful, only for the words of his ancestors being humiliated, he turned around and pointed at Zongzhou and said, "You devil, you slandered my ancestors by hearsay, and Taoist Wuxin has long since disappeared. There is no such thing as stealing secret books."

"You also know the horrors of rumors?" Zong Zhou's smile was always a bit evil, and his eyes were always disdainful if he was not facing Ling Qian, "It's a pity, you are good at spreading rumors, but I am not good at lying."

Xie Siyuan's expression was sneaky, he peeked at Ling Qian, and said firmly: "Could it be that the master of the palace has seen Taoist Wuxin in the past hundreds of years ago."

"This seat is Taoist Wuxin."

Zong Zhou said this lightly, but Ling Qian and Xie Siyuan's eyes widened in shock.

"In the past, your ancestor was a slave to Taoist Wuxin, who was aliased by me at will. In order to please me, he barked like a dog and crawled like a dog. However, I know that humans and animals are different. Animals are animals. Get out, this seat will be fulfilled naturally."

"That "Huan Yuan Gong", I wrote half of it randomly. If you practice with this skill, you will be insane even if you don't die. I heard that your Xie family treats this thing as a treasure, and it only passes on the blood of the direct line..."

Zongzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled, he looked really happy, "That's good, don't harm others, one crazy family, one dead and one nest."

"You!" Xie Siyuan was trembling with anger, "You said this in front of Ling Qian..."

"Just in front of him," Zong Zhou tilted his head, looked in Ling Qian's direction, and didn't restrain his evil looks at all, "Damn, at this level of this seat, you are open and frank, and you have done a big job." Yes, it is glory, let him look at the things that offend us, and he deserves to be played crazy."

Ling Qian stared blankly, he wasn't afraid in his heart, he even more or less thought that Xie Siyuan deserved what he deserved.

In his eyes, Zong Zhou was very much like a wolf king at the moment, with everything under control, making fierce and decisive moves, returning to the wolves with his achievements in his mouth, but only showing off in front of his spouse.

"True illusion does not require real memory at all."

Zong Zhou hung one hand in front of Xie Siyuan, with a hook of his fingertips, he pulled out a soul silk from his forehead, and with the other hand, he walked on the soul silk as if plucking a string.

His voice was like a dream: "You, Xie Siyuan, have sent the letter to the Taiyi Gate for the lord. When you saw Ling Qian, you lobbied and perfunctory. You just wanted to hurry up and play all over the world, and get drunk..."

As the soul silk sank into his forehead again, Xie Siyuan had no previous anger, and his face was rippling, and he walked down the mountain by himself.

Ling Qian witnessed the master of illusion cast spells with her own eyes, and after a while, she slowly regained her senses.

I saw Zong Zhouqi walking towards him imposingly.

Approaching in front of him, he flipped his hands and transformed into an incarnation of Ling Qian's distraction, which Ling Qian made earlier to stabilize Zong Zhou.

At this moment, Zong Zhou just sent back the distraction in its entirety.

However, at the moment when his mind and soul merged, Ling Qian's eyes went dark, and he fainted in Zong Zhou's arms without consciousness.

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