The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Tianyuan, 100,000, 98, in the early winter, the sky is falling.

It’s been a hundred years since the disaster of the Mozu and the Protoss. This is the first snow of the year. From the gods, all the way down to the demon world, even the never-ending four seasons of the underworld are full of snow.

Since the blue mirror was sealed, it was placed in the most concentrated place of the fairyland, and was guarded by Shimizu.

Today is a good day for the fairyland. The old people of Xianzun lived for life, and the gods of all walks of life came to congratulate them. Even the millennium was coming.

It is worth mentioning that after the opening of the Divine Channel, many of the celestial flying to the gods, and occasionally the gods went to the three realms of the demon, and even the aura of the middle field was also rich, and the next exhaustion of the spirit was also The repair of the gods, there are more powerful monks between heaven and earth, Xu Zongzhu, Lei Zun and Da Hufa have soared to the fairyland ten years ago.

Today, the lord of the millennial ancestor is Lu Yuanzhang, the former three-guard law.

Ganoderma lucidum has stepped into the Mahayana, just a step away from the ascent, and this time is also invited.

When the sky is not bright, Lingzhi will be properly packed and ready to leave for the fairyland.

When she passed the new disciple peak, her face paused and walked up.

The new disciple, the disciple who just entered Zongmen, is holding the first month of evaluation.

Liu Deacon became the guardian of the law. Yu Jie took over the new discipleship, Rong Xiaogongzi, and now is the son of Rong Dagong. He became the first spiritual chef of the Millennium, and he specially came here to find a few new disciples with "potential". In the future, he will follow him to carry the kitchen.

"Half Linggen!" A big disciple looked at the word on the test stone and said it.

The half-spirited disciple's head fell back and fell for a month. The whole spiritual roots degenerated into a semi-lingual root. It seems that it is necessary to roll away and leave.

"Next!" said the disciple.

A 12-year-old female disciple walked up nervously, placing a plain white hand on the test stone, and saw the stone emitting a blue aura.

Everyone was amazed.

The big disciples liked the color: "Water Linggen, top grade!"

"Day, how long has she been in? It is already the top quality of the spirit. The speed of this cultivation is even worse than that of the spirits! It is a genius disciple of this session. It is no wonder that it was accepted as a pro-disciple by Lu Zongzhu! ”

"Who said no?"

"I heard that it was from the countryside. I was almost starved to death in the middle of the road. Fortunately, I let the deacons meet."

"The spirits were also from the country that year."

The new disciples talked enviously.

Ganoderma lucidum glanced at the little girl with a glance, the little girl's thin and thin figure seemed to be a little empty. After she walked off the test bench, she was so excited that she stepped on the steps and took it from the placket. A peace sign, crying and laughing with tears.

Ganoderma lucidum's gaze fell on the open space beside her, faintly, as if I saw the four-year-old Qiao Weiwei sitting there, quietly licking the candied fruit.

"Ganoderma lucidum, eat."

"I don't eat, you eat."

"Oh."

Ganoderma lucidum's throat suddenly has some pain.

"Oh, what is the smugness of Shui Linggen? Is it similar to the spirits? Do you know that the spirits are the only chaotic roots in the six worlds?"

A female disciple in a goose-yellow shirt walked proudly.

She is also a new introductory disciple. Her father is a singer of Rellingen. Her mother is a mortal. She was born with half of Rellingen. These talents are better than the original Qin Linger. She is also the lord. Received a pro-disciple.

She walked up to the little girl without hesitation, and looked at her condescendingly: "Is the Master's teachings all back? Are the books given by the sisters all read? Are the characters finished?"

The little girl shook her head in fear.

She embraced and dismissively snorted: "Then you still have a silly music here? Really have a little talent to be complacent? I don't know the thick and thick hoe!"

The little girl stood up in grievances and went back to the house to study. But when she saw the ganoderma in front of her, she was so scared that she would go down and go down: "Spirit!"

The Linglingen girl heard her name and quickly turned around and looked at Lingzhi with a startle. She said: "The spirit of the Lord."

Who does not know that the spirit of the spirit is the most severe, but it is so difficult to be their own sister, want to come to be a good punishment by the spirits.

However, to everyone's surprise, the spirits did not say a word, just nodded faintly, then turned and left.

The legs of Reilingen’s girl were soft, patted their hearts, and gasped with a big mouth: “Scared me, scared me...”

Ganoderma lucidum is gone, and the lavender figure gradually enters the halo, smashing out the dust, and the beauty is not square.

Everyone looked at it with a sly look, and there was a fascinating envy in the scorpion.

I don't know if she envied her to have the appearance of a nine-faced fairy, or envy her talent for the Protoss.

In just a few hundred years, I have to ask for the best, and this strength, among the six realms, I am afraid that I will never find a second one.

Yu Jie’s gaze did not hit her when she appeared in Lingzhi. His handsome face was full of intriguing complexities.

"Nanny!" A small steamed bun of a jade carving came out from behind a rockery.

The cold face of Ganoderma lucidum was dyed with warm colors at this moment. She explored her hand and bent over to hold the little thing into her arms.

The little thing shook the little body and slipped down: "I grew up, I can't let my mother hold it again, I will be ashamed!"

Ganoderma lucidum squeezed his small nose and said with a smile: "Well, Muer grew up, don't want to kiss."

Xiao Muer said with a serious look: "What you want! I want to grow up! I like my mother!"

Ganoderma lucidally smiled.

The mother and the child hand in hand, Ganoderma lucidum walked quietly and gracefully, and the little Muer was hopping, humming the little song, and enjoying the underground.

A group of disciples looked at the superior mother and son, only to feel the beauty of the Millennium.

"Who is the flesh and blood?"

"I don't know, but I heard that the day when Xiaomuer was born, the days in the middle of the sky almost collapsed. The law of the middle domain can't accommodate him. He is afraid that it is not a fairy bone!"

"Is it a fairy?"

Xiao Muer secretly swears, what immortal? How could he be born to be a fairy? He is obviously a god!

But the mother did not let him reveal his own body.

Xiao Muer thought a little depressed.

The mother and son took the transmission array and arrived at Xiangong in a short while.

Today's Xiangong is really beautiful, lively and extraordinary, all the prestigious monks of all walks have arrived, the Mozu also received an invitation, but the demon statue has not yet appeared, she is said to have been looking for ways to unlock the seal, she The owner of the Mozu was dispatched, and even the "Fat Head Fish" of Qin Xuan and the goddess of the Priestess were enslaved by her to find the way to unblock the seal.

Ganoderma lucidum entered the gate of the fairy palace, and the melodious silk bamboo music came to the surface. The eyes of Xiao Muer were all bright. Looking at a few little fairy boys playing near the shed, they excitedly screamed: "Nyon Mother, I am going!"

Ganoderma lucidum released his hand and stroked his forehead: "Go."

Xiao Muer went to the smoke!

He is the body of God, and he can't play with mortals. He is always afraid that he will not be able to play with his life, or that he is a child. Hey!

The shed quickly screamed the screams of the little fairy children.

Ganoderma lucidum shook his head, and he was going to take his son back, but just turned around and let a stalwart figure block the way.

A hundred years, perhaps very long for the mortal, can be in the eyes of a god, but it is a flick.

There is no change in the appearance of Yunxiao, and it is still young and beautiful, and flourishing.

Ganoderma lucidum has faded away from the young daughter's family, and has a bit of a gentle and elegant charm.

Yunxiao looked at her fixedly.

She does not want to talk to Yunxiao.

She turned to the left and Yunxiao also went to the left.

She turned to the right and Yunxiao went to the right.

She looked up and squinted at the cloud: "Is there anything God of God?"

Yunxiao thin lips lightly said: "What about my son?"

Ganoderma sneer: "What is your son?"

Yunxiao said: "Let me pack garlic."

Ganoderma lucides and smiled: "When you first saw me drinking the scorpion soup, how could I give birth to your son?"

Yunxiao turned his head, and the intriguing gaze fell on Xiaojun’s face, Xiaolu’s face.

Ganoderma lucid smile: "Don't watch, not yours."

The cloud blinked: "Is it not the king, who will it be?"

"Then don't do your thing." Ganoderma sneered at him with a sneer, no longer paying attention to him, turned to the shed, and took his son's hand to leave.

Clouds are so itch!

It is the same as him! Still dare to say that he is not his son? !

The courage of this woman is really getting bigger and bigger!

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Chapter 99, write another chapter, and make up one hundred.