Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the dense forest, if a few men face ashes, there is no, or they dare not dispute.

But Soul Moon was unwilling to show his face. When she wanted to come, this was just a trivial matter. Why should she be banned for twenty years?

At the moment, she whispered, "I don't agree!"

"If you don't agree, you must agree!"

The soul is domineering and powerful, although it is very distressed, it has to be severe.

The son of the ancestral witch must not be blasphemed, let alone his biological flesh, even him.

"Why? Don't say I didn't hurt him, even if I hurt him, I can't hold it for twenty years!"

Hunyue argued, but a bit of embarrassment appeared on Qiao's face.

Obviously she took the initiative to find the difference, but was suppressed in the end, who can change it without embarrassment? "Then I'll tell you, don't say that it's against Ling Ling, even if you are disrespectful, you will be punished!"

The soul looked complex and said, "Don't talk nonsense, for twenty years, you can't live without it!"

"I will never agree. You are rude and unreasonable. I'm going to find grandpa!"

Soul Moon was so angry that she felt strong and stubborn from the beginning. At the moment, it was rare to show her feelings of grievance.

And when she heard her words, the soul was instantly agitated.

Ling Xian also shook her head and laughed.

Hun Yue is the daughter of Hun Jin, and Hun Yue is the son of an old animal skin. In other words, her grandpa is a monster.

If you change to another person, it may still be useful, but the old animal skin will definitely double this punishment. Even if it hurts soul moon again, there will be no bias.

In this way, Ling Xian is naturally quite funny.

"What are you laughing at?" Hunyue Qiao's face frosty, "Grandpa will certainly do justice for me."

Hearing that Ling Xian had a stronger smile, without ridicule, but simply feeling funny.

"Well, it's no problem for me to teach my son to make my son laugh." The soul sighed, a little embarrassed.

"Anyway, it's a farce. In my opinion, let's just forget it." Ling Xian waved her hand and didn't want to pursue it.

Anyway, he didn't suffer.

"It doesn't work. There are national laws and family rules."

The soul shook his head as much as he could, and said, "I know my son is very broad-minded and he doesn't care about this little thing, but the rules are rules, even if it's me, it can't be destroyed.

"Well, I won't mix it."

Ling Xian smiled, knowing what she was saying, if she set a precedent, where is the majesty of the son of the ancestor and witch?

Although he never cared about this identity, let alone the glory and sublime that this identity brought, but those who were loyal to the faith did. Therefore, he didn't bother to let it go.

"Soul month, you don't have to say much, no matter who you look for, there will be no change in your punishment."

Soul relented and said, "And I tell you, if you find your grandpa, the punishment will definitely be heavier."

"I do not believe!"

Hunyue Qiao's face was frosty, and he gave Ling Xian a severe look, which contained too many complex emotions. There are shocks, unwillingness, and doubts.

She really couldn't figure out what Ling Xian was about to make the soul pay so much attention.

"Believe it or not, you can leave now."

With all his soul serious, Shen said, "You can go anywhere, but you must never leave."

"Humph."

With a cold hum, even though Soul Moon was full of indignation, she also knew that the soul was full of iron. Therefore, she did not argue any more, but decided to let Grandpa do justice for herself.

"Go." Hun sighed softly.

Hearing that, Lingyue gave Lingxian a severe glance, and then left the place with the men.

"I'm really sorry, the little girl is not sensible, and I ask your son to forgive me." The soul arched his hands and was full of apologies.

"It's okay, I won't take it to heart, the soul clan can rest assured when it grows up." Ling Xian waved her hand with a smile.

Hearing the words, the soul completely relaxed his mind and said, "Please also rest assured, I will teach her a good meal, and never let her come back to find the trouble of the son, and the same is true of the rest of the people."

"So good."

Ling Xian smiled slightly. He didn't want to be troubled. Although he was not afraid, he wasted time.

After that, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Yes, what about the top tribes that have changed against me?"

"Not yet."

Soul shook his head and said, "According to the spies, the top tribes are very peaceful, as if they didn't know about the son of the ancestor and witch at all."

Hearing that Ling Xian not only did not relax, but frowned.

Calmness is often a sign before the onset of the storm, especially when attitudes have been revealed. The calmer the more, the more wrong it is.

"Those top tribes have shown their attitude and don't want me to be alive, but at the moment they behave so calmly, this is abnormal." Ling Xian frowned.

"Perhaps I was shocked by my dad, not to mention that my soul empty tribe is not easy to mess with." The soul opened his mouth with a smile, showing a little pride.

The Soul Hollow Tribe is one of the most powerful forces in Witch God Realm. There are as many as four in the seventh realm alone, which naturally makes him very proud.

"It's possible, but we still have to pay close attention. I always think that things will not end so easily." Ling Xian looked solemnly, Shen said.

After hearing the words, the soul fully concealed the meaning of arrogance, Zheng Jianjian headed and said, "My son is assured. The spies I send are elite dead men. They will definitely pay close attention and will definitely send the most accurate news."

"Not only to monitor those tribes, but the remaining tribes also need to pay close attention. After all, my identity poses a threat to most tribes." Ling Xian sighed softly.

At first he didn't know the meaning of the four words of the son of the ancestral witch, but now he is very clear.

This is undoubtedly a huge threat to those tribes who are unwilling to take orders from him. Even if he didn't have this mind, it was like a sharp knife hanging on the heads of those tribes.

To put it bluntly, even if Lingxian does not die in one day, those top forces cannot be reassured. In this way, he naturally has to be cautious.

"Also, as the endless years pass, too many tribes have betrayed their ancestors and witches and betrayed their faith."

Speaking of this matter, the soul suddenly showed indignation.

"Humanity is understandable," Ling Xian waved, "You just need to pay close attention."

"Don't worry, I will pay close attention. Once something changes, the soul empty tribe will be informed as soon as possible." The soul tried his best to make a strong speech.

This made Ling Xian relax and laughed, "Then the hard soul chief."

"My son is polite. This is the unshirkable duty of my soul empty tribe." Hun smiled.

"Then I will leave first. If there is any change, I also ask the chief of the soul to tell me as soon as possible." Ling Xian arched his hands at the soul and turned away.

After that, his life calmed down. In addition to practicing daily, he understood the totem and lived a very comfortable life.

Unfortunately, the leisure time is always short.

Two years later, the soul came to the door and brought two news, one bad news and one worse news.