The Demonic Ancestor who Desired Supremacy

The two elders of Xiong Daxiong entered the pavilion and placed the mirror on the table.

Yin stayed down, and after reading the curse on the mirror, after a corrugated shackle, Yin Feilian, who was struggling to make a concert, came into view. The expression she had seen at first was helpless, as if the spirit was severely devastated.

Make sure that the person in the mirror is a long-lost baby son. Her eyes are instantly restored, and she is crying with a mirror: "A-Yi, A-Niang misses you. In the days when you are not there, A-Nan is miserable!"

Everyone said that when the emperor is good, but for the people of the Western Yin Dynasty, the emperor is the most boring thing in the world. Every day is the meeting of the upper dynasty, the chapters are written and the comments are made, the busy dizziness, the feet are not touched. Governing the country is not really a tall, very interesting and challenging thing. Many times it is for the benefit of the trivial, you grab me to grab the pils.

If you do more, the days of the people will be better, you will do less, and the days of the people will suffer. If you want to be free, you will find a reason to "cage the arch and rule", and all of them will be pushed to the courtiers. But who can guarantee that all of them are as clean and fair as the Western Yin Dynasty, and that they are like dung?

The longer the self-cultivator lives, the higher and deeper the cultivation, the more extraordinary the state of mind is, and the less patience the trivial things of the world. Just like a high-educated Ph.D. student, his life experience and knowledge reserve have been completed. The next step is to enter the institute, shut down and study his own "avenue", but he has to become a kindergarten teacher because of the worldly ties. Take care of a group of giant babies to eat and drink Lazar.

It is not impossible to do it, nor is it not done well. It is a waste of time and a mental torture that cannot be detached.

However, if Yin does not firmly occupy the throne, he will dominate the party, and where is the rich stone reserve of the rich world. There is no Lingshi, so talk about comprehension. Everything is worthwhile.

This is why, Yin was a junior, but he was the reason why all the royal family were consistently favored and supported. He worked hard and supported the entire Western Yin royal family.

The one who can make money to support the family is the boss!

Yin looked at his mother's appearance and was quite distressed: "Father, why not help you?"

Yin Feilian sighed: "Don't mention it, he is difficult to protect himself. Your ancestors tied the old thief of Dongyue, but he refused to say the whereabouts of the sword. If his ancestors were impatient, he gave you the question of interrogation. father."

The mother and the child said for a while and exchanged their current status. Yin Li learned that the magical reincarnation mirror did not anger the royal family. He relieved: "You have transferred the reincarnation mirror to another treasure house. Is it not suspicious?"

Yin Feilian screamed: "In order to reflect its nobleness, we have built a unique treasure house for it. It is too late to be happy."

After all, the spirit of the instrument is an instrumental spirit.

Yin nodded: "That's good, we can immediately go home with the transmission symbol."

The transmission symbol has a fixed transmission location. If it is not positioned, it is very likely to be accidentally transferred to the brick and soil. The destination of Yang Shiyan’s transmission symbol is Xiyin Palace, which is the main reason for Yin’s delay.

Yin Feilian quickly said: "You don't come back first. Who knows if the dog will go crazy than the fairy. The elders of the bear have a few ancestors to send you the transmission. You should go outside to avoid it."

Although the baby son came back, the burden on his shoulder was immediately relieved, but for his safety, it was better to stay away from the West Yin Palace. Who knows, will the fairy with the eye above the top be worried again?

Yin Frown: "Is there something happening?"

Yin Feilian glanced at the Yang gray smoke behind him: "This is a small smoke that knows that the descendants of Xuehai Zun are present in the world. In the past, the two people in the rivers and lakes are desperately arresting her, hoping to get blood from her mouth. The treasure of the sea devil."

Yang gray smoke whispered in a whisper: "There is also a fairy in the hands of the blood sea demon statue, we have to find a way to get it."

Originally, it was to prolong the life and repair of Yin, but now there is another reason to restrain the reincarnation of the threat to the Western Yin royal family.

The sacred swords, the Sen Luo Dian, and even the seal of life and death in Beifeng, will not let the Western Yin royal family.

Thinking of the green sorcerer who had seen one side, Yin was thoughtful: "I didn't expect her existence to be exposed so soon..."

I always feel that something is wrong, but the current information is too small, he can not make accurate inferences.

Yin Feilian said: "Now the two emperors of Beifeng have seized the descendants of Xuehai Mozun. We have already sent people to negotiate, and the two emperors agreed to let us enter the treasure of the blood sea demon."

The exchange of interests, even if not elaborated, Yin Li is also clear: "Do you want me to go with the gray smoke?"

Yin Feilian nodded: "We will send fifty ghosts to defend you to follow you. At the crucial moment, you can also use the transmission symbol to directly summon several ancestors."

Yin was indulged in a meeting and slowly nodded.

Yin Feilian secretly sighed, and everyone in the family knew that Yin was very kind, and he was afraid that he would not agree with this plan to kill people. In some respects, it is necessary to thank the threat of the reincarnation of the fairy, and to force out the murderous spirit of the heart.

As long as he has figured it out, he can't stop him from any difficulties or obstacles.

After the agreement, Yin left the door to clean up the building's magic weapon and lift the defensive array of the periphery. The Yang gray smoke is a one-eyed ghost who smiles and walks to the side. In fact, it is more appropriate to call him a bad luck.

The one-eyed ghost was **** by several ghost soldiers. One of the ghost soldiers took out the waist knife and cut his head. The Cyclops are not willing to roar about Hong Qitao's untrustworthiness, but looking at the falling blade, he can only close his eyes in despair.

This time, it’s really going to fly away...

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However, the pain of decapitation in the anticipation did not come. "铛" was a blunt sound, and a delicate lotus lamp blocked the waist knife that the ghost soldier was about to fall.

The singer opened his eyes and looked at the ash smoke in front of him.

Yang ash smokes to those ghost soldiers: "You go to report to General Hong, this ghost is handed over to me."

A few ghost soldiers looked at each other and went to ask Hong Qitao. Hong Qitao knew the identity of Yang Shiyan and nodded in agreement. Anyway, but a mountain, the commandment is not worth mentioning.

Yang gray smoke holds his chest in one hand and holds a hand in his hand. He smiles and looks at the one-eyed ghost: "Ghost brother, did you be a native of Beifeng during your lifetime?"

In addition to Yin Yin, in many other occasions, when Yang Xiaoyan smiles sweetly, it is far more horrible than when he is expressionless. This point, his subordinates are deeply impressed.

The one-eyed ghost climbed up from the ground with difficulty. For an inexplicable self-respect, he did not want to show the appearance of a wolverine in front of this evil ghost lamp. He said in a rough voice: "How do you know?"

"Listen to your accent." Yang's voice was soft and he couldn't hear the specific emotions. "I was originally a native of Beifeng."

The Cyclops were a little surprised. He now knows the identity of Yin Li and Yang Shiyan: "Why are you in Xi Yin?"

Yang ash smoked his eyes and admired his own nails dyed into carmine. The light cat wrote lightly: "When I was young, my family was poor. If I couldn’t live in Beifeng, I could only escape to Xiyin."

The one-eyed ghost was silent for a moment, saying that the fellow villagers met their fellow villagers and their eyes were tearful. Although he did not trust the evil lamp, his resistance to him was reduced.

The city of Beifeng is located in the bitter cold of the north of Xuanyuan, and the people are rampant. Especially in the past millennium, it is true that the words "the emperor took turns, this year to my home", almost every ten years, the people on the throne will have to change one.

Frequent political alternations have led to years of chaos in the country, and there is no time to cultivate and nourish.

The people are not happy, they are hungry everywhere.

This is also why the Cyclops and the soldiers under his command have no sense of honor for the soldiers, and it is easy to fall into the grass. In the North, the soldiers and the robbers are dirty goods that are symbiotic.

Yang gray smoke does not want to talk more with the one-eyed ghost, he is not to come back to the old town. From the arms, he took out a dozen pieces of the lower spirits and threw them to the one-eyed ghost.

The Cyclops were shocked: "This..."

There was no white lunch in the world. He stared at the gray ash, and his voice was hoarse: "What do you mean?"

Yang gray smoke reveals a usual charming smile: "Buy this ghost!"

The one-eyed ghost understood what he meant and his complex face: "You killed so many brothers..."

Yang gray smoke looked at him, smiled and did not speak.

The one-eyed ghost holds the Lingshi, and the blue veins in his hand burst out: "On this point of the stone...not enough!"

Yang Shiyan did not say anything, and he took out six or seventy pieces of the next product, and he did not care to throw it.

The eyes of the one-eyed ghost are red and gasping: "..."

Yang gray smoke looked a little cold, and he took out half of the Lingshi bag, and lost his brain to the ground.

The one-eyed ghost slammed on the ground, trembled and picked up the Lingshi scattered in the ground, and put it into the bag as fast as possible, as if he were afraid of being taken away.

Yang gray smoke looked at him coldly: "Can you set a master servant contract?"

The singer's hands clasped the Lingshi bag tightly, staring at the gray smoke for a while, and the legs were filled with lead. Every step of the move seemed to be heavy.

However, he eventually came to the front of Yang Shiyan, kneeling down, word by word: "...owner!"

Yang gray smoke bites his finger, quickly draws a spell on his forehead's forehead with his own blood, and has words in his mouth. The one-eyed ghost seems to be delayed, and the pain falls to the ground, and the body continues to twitch.

The more the master servant contract is not willing to be enslaved, the more painful the torture of the contracted slave will suffer.

At the end of the ceremony, the Cyclops were almost half dead.

Yang gray smoke is indifferent to his wolverine appearance, and there is no fluctuation in his heart. He still remembers that when he was separated from Yin, the heart was just acupuncture, and he did not notice any change at all. The ceremony was over.

He didn't need the loyalty of others, and he didn't have the tools involved in his feelings.

If you accidentally ruin it, it will be ruined.