Chapter 451

Zhehuan looks at the mother and son's Secret interaction and finds it extremely interesting.

In his romantic life, he collected countless unique qualities, but he did not have any offspring.

There is only one reason.

He is troublesome.

For him, the continuation of blood also means the father's responsibility of lifelong education, which is much more headache than that of a room full of beauties. He doesn't care about the beauty's going or staying. He can look for it if he is gone. Moreover, he also admitted that his nature was thin and cold, and he was used to acting willfully. Suddenly, there was a little tail shaking his head and telling him to go home to eat on time. Then how could he have sex in the future?

He turned his head and looked at Lin Lang and caught her winking at her. It was much more vivid than when he forced her to kiss. She was originally born with gorgeous color, long and thin eyes, full and transparent pomegranate lips, and a gorgeous but irreducible beauty. This sudden childishness made him more excited.

Zhehuan doesn't always like to hang out with women. It's tiresome to pile them together every day.

In his spare time, he would look for several storybooks to pass the time, especially in the human world. What kind of seductive fox fairy night lures scholars, what talented and beautiful women are romantic, the more dog blood, the more enjoyable he is. But now, it suddenly occurred to him that the ladies, who had been ignored by the script with only a few strokes, cleaned the lead plain noodles and made soup for their families, which seemed to bring some warm and mellow fragrance.

In this way, the trivial life of a family of three did not seem to make him unbearable.

At least when he's bored, he can play with his mother and his kids.

So Zhehuan naturally entered the role of father, and said with a smile, "little guy, your father's heart is not willing to cry. It can be seen that you don't really want to be my son. No, I still want to bully your mother."

He is not persistent in his blood, and naturally he will not care too much about xiaotuanzi's father. As long as he has a wonderful blood, he can take it as his own.

This is just a deliberate attempt to scare children.

Where is the small fellow to fold Huan's opponent, immediately was frightened, and timidly called out, "Dad, don't be angry, I, I'm not proficient."

Fold Huan heart way, I see not necessarily, you call someone else to be a father, but very sarcastic.

However, the boy's nervousness really pleased the man. He thought for a while and asked, "since it's the first time that a father and son have met, do you need a hug?"

He was also the first time to be a stepfather. As for the steps and other things, he was also not proficient, so he simply followed his own ideas.

Little prince:.... "

Bah, I don't want to hug you, the scum who bullies Aung.

But the situation is stronger than people's, the little prince lowered his proud and stubborn small head, opened his small short hand, crisply said, "yes! I want dad to hug you! The high one

Folding Huan turned to Lin Lang and said, "madam, do you mind if I hold your darling? Don't worry, I'll handle it with care, and I won't break him. "

Lin Lang:

What the hell is it?

He is seriously ill and treats the dumplings as fragile?

Zhehuan saw that Lin Lang showed an indescribable expression, and almost couldn't bear to laugh to hurt himself. He found that this pair of mother and son was really interesting. The big one was a ruthless and a little bit short tempered beauty, while the small one was a person, a small ghost, a big and easy to be frightened. After all, life would not be peaceful.

The little prince shivered for some reason. Seeing his new father turning around, he opened his arms and pointed to his long sleeve. He said very kindly, "come on, grab the sleeve and climb up. Don't fall."

“……”

Asshole.

It's too much to bully his short legs.

The little prince thought in his heart that everything was for Aung, so he could bear it!

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!

Just as he was about to fly over, the skin of his back neck hurt a lot, and his feet didn't touch the ground.

The little prince turned his head in anger.

Are these adults addicted to bullying his short legs?

Then the little prince showed no expression on his clothes, and his heart was a little empty. After all, he had just put on a hat and turned to recognize his new father. The moody devil didn't tear him off, and he looked up to himself. The little guy saw the wind, and immediately took out his best skills, dry crisp ground pretending to be stupid, "neck pain."

Yan Shiyi looked at his Xiao like a small face, and the anger in his heart was strangely extinguished, but the little guy didn't know the rules. Could dad recognize him at will? He didn't want to scold him. He patted him on the bottom to show punishment. When the little guy babbled and complained, he raised his hand and pressed the ball into his arms.

The little prince finally got rid of the fate of the prey who was carried by his neck, and he did not cry.

He found a place in the arms of Yan Shi's clothes and settled down comfortably.

The coquettish business appears to be very "skilled".At the beginning of the year, the little guy passed his ninth birthday, but I don't know why. He developed later than his peers. He was small and looked like a child of six or seven years old. Therefore, some people like to hold him and pinch him. This little guy has gained profound experience on the way of "running away from home".

"Does it still hurt?" Yan Shi Yi rubbed the neck of Xiaotuan.

The little prince shook his head.

This man is more reliable than Zhehuan, who always loves to tease him. Although he doesn't like to laugh, the little prince feels comfortable, just like returning to a warm and humid nest that can give infinite protection.

Previously, the little prince was worried about his mother's injury, and subconsciously ignored this warm feeling. Now, he was taken care of by Yin Shiyi, and a feeling of attachment loomed in his heart. Just now he dared to throw himself on Yan Shiyi, and he was sure that he would not hurt himself. As for why, the little prince couldn't tell why.

Yan Shiyi looked down, and the wet deer eyes were looking at him, full of longing and admiration, and a little confused.

A heart is soft.

No matter in the past or now, Yan Shiyi always knew that he was not very popular. He was a cultivation maniac, he didn't care much about the external affairs and communication, and his personality was weak and alienated. Apart from this layer of identity and cultivation, he thought that no one would like such a gloomy, cold-blooded, easy to suspect man. Especially children, they are more reluctant to get close to him.

In fact, he always wanted to have a child.

A new year cake doll with a red face and a soft little body.

It doesn't matter whether the child is a boy or a girl. It doesn't matter whether he is smart or stupid. What matters is that he must be the child born to his favorite woman. He will hold all the best and most precious things in the world in front of his heart.

He will be a generous, kind and patient father.

From the time he had memory, he followed the emperor of Youtian. Although this man was respected and feared by everyone, he did not know how to be a generous, kind and patient father. He regarded him as his successor. However, he could not tolerate any imperfection of the prince.

The harsh dogma even stipulated that he should not like the soft white long eared rabbit.

He kept it secretly for a long time, but he died.

Under his father's hand, Sheng Sheng kneaded into a pool of meat mud.

That morning, he remembered that he gave the rabbit a bath and took him to bask in the rare sun in March. He turned into a small black snake the size of a palm, and with its tail around the rabbit, he fell asleep lazily in the comfortable sunshine and breeze.

Then his most dependent elder saw this scene. He begged for a long time to keep the rabbit's existence secret. The elder agreed.

The old man will know who is kind to the old man.

So it died.

The rabbit's blood splashed on his new blue suit.

It was just a small thing, so small that he thought he had forgotten it.

Until now, he saw the little ball in his arms, fat and white, and the joy of being lost and regained suddenly overwhelmed him.

And this little guy is a close relative of his blood.

In this world, people can admit his existence without any interests.

He's not alone.

“…… Dad

When the little prince saw that Yan Shiyi was distracted, he gave a little cry.

One of them, too, was smiling hard.

This grass on the top of the wall is so funny.

Little Tuan Zi shivered, tightly grasped Yan Shiyi's arm, and his eyes conveyed a certain desire. New dad, you can be more powerful. He doesn't want to be made into human flesh buns by bad people.

"Shake what? Is it cold? " Yan Shiyi asked, one hand raised a big sleeve and covered his head.

Poor little prince, trying to remind him of the current situation, "Dad, look at auntie, she..."

When Yan Shiyi made a move, he raised his head.

He did not doubt the identity of the little prince, otherwise how could there be his breath in the child?

Naturally, most of his years of hatred for Lin Lang was eliminated. And the remaining half, when she was seen being held, disappeared completely. He even thought that this was himself sent to the enemy to humiliate, and his guilt suddenly turned from weak to strong. Yan Shiyi said without hesitation, "Hualong altar, return her to me!"

The people watched numbly that the treasure of the first dynasty was thrown around like a small toy by the two men. The heart said that the Hualong altar was also very wronged. It had been chased by monks for so many years, but it was rejected for the first time.

Fold Huan lips with a smile, but cold, "you said return, you said to give, you when I Taiping Qingdi play with you?"

"What do you want?" Yan Shi Yi frowned.

"Ah, what do you want? That's a good question." She hugged her shoulders and gently brushed the peach petals between her hair. Her slender fingers fell down one by one and gently rubbed her face, "Lord God, how much do you think she is worth?"The little prince's cheeks are bulging and staring at him. Aung is priceless!

Yan Shiyi noticed the impatience of the child in his arms, but he looked calm and asked again, "what do you want?"

"It's not much. After all, I'm not so greedy." "Although I have a dragon altar, I haven't seen a real dragon climbing formula. I don't know if it can be -"

"pa!"

A dragon scale suddenly hit Zhehuan's body.

"Here you are. I'll come back."

The little prince stares at his new father.

He has more money than his father and father.

It's more mysterious to hear the legend of Cheng's Kingdom than to listen to it.

Who would have thought it was?

But even if it's true, the secret of ascending the dragon is also a treasure of heaven and earth that is not lost to the altar of Hualong?

People are extremely hot, but they can only watch the dragon scale rolling down from folded Huan's chest to the hem.

When Zhibao is treated like this, their breath is a little painful.

With a cynical smile on her lips, she was still the nun's favorite romantic appearance, but a cold light slowly appeared in her peach blossom eyes.

It's always been that he hit others with natural materials and earth treasures, and he was hit by others for the first time.

What a wonderful and interesting feeling.

He turned his face sideways, Lin Lang still looked ahead, his eyes were cold and he didn't look at him at all.

"People are going to redeem you with the Dragon Rising rhyme. Your Majesty must be very happy to know that you are so valuable." He took hold of her chin with both fingers, forcing her to turn her head. People found that the eyes of both men and women are extremely beautiful, one is peach blossom eyes, the other is Danfeng eyes, when looking at each other, there is an indescribable love.

If we ignore the indifference between them.

"Does your majesty think I should change it? Well? "

There is a little more blood in the tone of folding joy.

This man once held the power of the world. Even if the dynasty was down, he could still stir up a bloodbath in the Xiuzhen world. He was too conceited, and even he did not find that the weight of Lin Lang in his heart gradually increased, from the object who was slightly interested in warming the bed at the beginning, to the beauty that he needed to pay a price to get, and the Taoist priest who wanted to marry home now.

Some people are eyeing her.

Lin Lang thought, the heat is almost over.

It's her turn.

So Zhehuan saw the ice lake like eyes glancing at Yan Shiyi, and slowly fainted, saying, "please The Qing emperor accomplished it. "

Women are always moved by the moment of pay, she is no exception.

Lin Lang's change was not abrupt. In the past, her cold words to Yan Shiyi were regarded as a kind of awkward mood. Now Yan Shiyi is willing to return to the Hualong altar for her, and even pay the ascending dragon rhyme to exchange for her safety. She is heartless and has been kneaded into a pool of spring water by men.

Yan Shiyi's heart leaped.

It is said that love begets hatred. He had always loved the "cruel" goddess. If it had not been for the accident, he would not have gone out of the secluded region. Maybe they were already the "harp and harp" gods and fairies. He couldn't figure out her, but he could hardly restrain his yearning and yearning.

He never forgot the cinnabar mole that hurt and hurt him.

"Good." Fold Huan full face smile, "since Lang is affectionate, concubine intends, as gentleman, how can you win favor from others?" When he rolled up his sleeve robe, the clear dragon scale came to his hand, like a bright light in the night, which made his face more and more warm and moist like jade. At the same time, Zhehuan also let go.

Lin Lang is a little bleary, it seems that he can't believe that the big devil let go so soon.

However, it was only a breathing time. She recovered her face, straightened her back and walked towards the father and son.

The surrounding turmoil is not over, the rubble is flying, and howling is still one after another.

But the man was holding the child, his back was straight, and he stood still. He was like a thousand year old tree that never withered in winter. He gave the deepest protection, as if by his side, no danger existed. This can be seen from the stable face of the prince. The man's eyebrows and eyes swept the haze of the past, and the heavy and dull eyes seemed to have been scrubbed, showing a clear divine color again.

No wonder the mistress has been abused by him for thousands of times, and she still treats him like the first love.

In particular, in order to accommodate her, the other party forced himself not to laugh in the past ten years and led her to the corner of his mouth. Although the arc was not obvious, he was making concessions.

She went ahead and bowed her head.

Lin Lang subconsciously raised her eyebrows and smile.

It is about that the image of the Gaoling flower lady emperor created by Lin Lang this time is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. People can't help but see her smile, and some of them can't return to God.

This as if the ice melt, there is a little bit of daughter's infatuated charming state.Yan Shi's long eyebrows made his breath more tender. He deliberately restrained the whole body's irascible breath, even if there was no black scales on his face were forced to hide by the master, although it made him feel bad.

He didn't want to scare her.

"Oh, what a family reunion."

Cold voice from behind, Lin Lang only felt a tight waist, was wrapped in the fierce palm wind, caught off guard and fell to the man's chest.

Under the heavy impact, Linlang chest a pain, throat gushing fishy sweet, mouth can not help but overflow a trace of blood.

"Lin Lang!" Yan Shiyi was surprised and angry, "do you want to repent?"

The latter sentence is naturally aimed at Zhehuan.

"How about going back on your word, and what if you don't? Is it difficult for us to follow the rules of your descendants when we do things? " He hugged the soft body of the woman, and his arm strength was very strong, just like a solid cage, so that Linlang could not find any chance to escape.

"I want this dragon lifting formula." His eyes were fixed on Yan Shiyi, but he slowly bowed down his tall body, and his lips bent, and he even bit his ears in public. "People, before they get tired of it, naturally want them."

He deliberately bit the word "playful" vaguely, with a kind of ambiguous pornography.

Lin Lang naturally wanted to make a look of being humiliated and sneered, "master, don't you forget that you still have a sister waiting for you to return home?"

The empress Taiping is the sister of Zhehuan, but the relationship between them is similar to Fuxi and Nuwa. It is not only the relationship between brother and sister, but also the relationship between husband and wife. Moreover, the empress is envious. It has been said that she killed her brother's 3000 harem overnight, many of them were princesses of human and immortal families. The lawless violence of the empress Taiping angered the three clans, and later there was a siege of the Taiping Dynasty. And the two brothers and sisters are even more deceptive, forgery of death.

"Why, are you angry?" Zhehuan didn't think so, his tongue slightly around, aftertaste just warm fragrant nephrite.

"What about being angry? What if you're not angry? Does the elder care about the wishes of the younger generation? " Lin Lang self mocked, "you men always like to take women as a commodity. If you like it, you will open a price. If you don't like it, you will throw it away at will. If you are afraid that it is worthless, why should you make a fuss and care about the mood of the goods?"

He was stunned.

Memory of the empress has always been in high spirits, eyebrows and corners of the eye is wanton growth of the magnificent, never see her out of spirits sad appearance, but at this moment, she bowed her head, eyes tail slightly red, like the Begonia after the rain, always want to let people hold her precious and heavy in the heart. He enjoyed the pleasure of the body, and the women loved him madly. Naturally, he would not take the trouble to ask them for their sincerity.

As time goes by, this sincerity is "worthless".

If it is to say such words with the women who are seeking pleasure with him, it is probably careless to hear them. But there was a certain solemnity in saying it from a woman he particularly admired.

He wants to get this person and her heart, too.

"I don't like to suffer losses. I like to exchange for equal value." The moist and hot, slightly unstable breath of joy brushed the gorgeous skin, "if you give me three or two sincerity, I will give you three or two sincerity. If you give me all I have, I will give it all. "

Lin Lang sneered, "do you think I don't know your man's romantic heart? Now it sounds good. I'm afraid I'll give up my shoes when I coax my body away. "

"How can you believe me?" He twisted his eyebrows.

She slowly raised her head and looked straight at her. She said, "what I want is a loyal and loving partner. If you want me, I must be the only one. From now on, your sister or your old lover will be completely broken."

"You are the lion's mouth." Folding Huan pinched her chin, eyes suddenly sharp, "dare to order me like this, do you know where they have gone?"

Even the jealous empress Taiping did not dare to be so presumptuous in front of her elder brother.

"Why is it that his majesty, the Qing emperor, can't afford to be loyal and faithful, and becomes angry at people?" Her lips were stained with blood, and she had an aggressive look, but her expression was cold and cold, which made her a strange and eye-catching style.

"Who said I couldn't afford it?" Fold Huan not angry but smile, even tolerated her provocation, "I promise you, I will keep a distance with all the women in the world."

"Including your sister?"

"As you wish."

Fold Huan's voice and color become more gentle and moving, "so, since the transaction is completed, do you need another kiss?"

Lin Lang seems to be a little unbelievable. When a man hooks his waist and kisses her head down, she is still stunned and allows him to do whatever he wants.

"Poo Hoo --"

suddenly, the sound of sharp weapon falling into the body rings out.

It's a bone whip that kills the throat.

"She's my wife, so I won't bother to take care of her."

The man holds the baby in one hand and puts it neatly.

Zhehuan still maintained the posture of embracing Lin Lang, and his eyebrows were gorgeous with a trace of sarcasm. Even if people were far away, they could still clearly recognize the strong murderous spirit."Did you mean it?"

Deliberately say those words to tempt him, so that Yan Shiyi can hit him?

She doesn't care about her old love at all?

The strength of Lin Lang's performance turned to be merciless. "Does emperor Qingdi think that if you say a few words to deceive people, you just want to let a woman who is being plotted by you be dead hearted to you? I'm sorry, I don't have this sadistic habit. "

"I'm not cajoling you." Broken Huan seven orifices bleeding, appearance extravasation, but he insisted on not falling down.

He was staring at Lin Lang, because of the rapid exhaustion of vitality, his face like peach petals gradually evolved into the green white of the corpse.

In this case, Lin Lang was seen goose bumps up, but she is still calm, "coax or not, what's the matter? Since his majesty can easily give up his sister who has been accompanying him for thousands of years, it can be seen that he is merciless and cold-blooded. "

"Ha, it's you who want to be loyal and loyal. If I give it to you, do you blame me for being cold-blooded? I'm afraid it's from the beginning to the end, you're playing with the emperor at all -- "

the deep ending of Zhehuan suddenly becomes sharp.

"Be careful!"

Yan Shiyi's face changed.

He made a decision and threw the little prince to the nearest Buddhist patriarch. He himself was on the way to Lin Lang, wrapped her up and retreated quickly.

“…… Husband

She panicked, even the old address also unconsciously brought out.

Yan Shiyi couldn't remember the way she was indifferent to himself. Now he only had the look of his wife's attachment.

The man "Er" a, pacify a way, "I am in, don't be afraid."

"What happened to him?" Lin Lang looks at the folding joy not far away.

His chest was forcefully gouged out a blood hole by the bone whip of Yan Shiyi, and the spirit house collapsed. However, he was in a strange state. Instead of turning into peach blossom water like before, his body became more and more stiff and sluggish, and half of his face gradually spread out blue spots.

Yin Shiyi said in a low voice, "although the puppet art is against the heaven, it is not omnipotent. He was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced. He used up most of his skill before, and now he was injured by my magic weapon. I think he has no spare power to perform the second time."

Lin Lang was just about to reply. There was a ghostly laugh coming from the opposite side, "that's good. This emperor has not tasted the taste of being plotted for a long time. However, even if the emperor is not good, you are not a small snake that can pull it down. "

Once amorous peach blossom eye became a piece of frightening bloodstain.

"Come and die, kid."

Broken Huan's words a falling tone, the whole world into chaos, landslides, flying sand and rocks.

During this period, a peach tree was uprooted, and even some people were caught off guard and were involved in the hurricane.

The people who were struggling to survive were terrified.

From this moment on, the founding king of the Taiping Dynasty showed his own unknown, mysterious and terrible side. Arrogant big men finally understand why since the ancient Taiping Kingdom, people who come here have no return - because they are not rivals of the same level at all!

The founder of Buddhism could see more clearly his exquisite heart. He sighed, "Amitabha."

As predicted by Zhehuan before, they can't get out of this seemingly beautiful but dangerous Peach Blossom Land by their own efforts.

They are doomed to die today.

Buddha looked down at the little prince in his arms. He could not help feeling his soft hair. "Little benefactor, you are doomed to a disaster." The little prince didn't pay attention to the old monk's chanting. He looked at the central battlefield eagerly, and his wife was still in it.

Yan Shiyi seemed to have received the message from her son and pulled lalinlang's sleeve in front of her.

Looking at the man's generous back, Lin Lang seems to have realized something.

"What's his name?" He asked suddenly.

"What?"

The wind is so loud that Lin Lang can't really hear it.

"Ruzhen Rubao, how about Jinbao?"

Lin Lang understood.

Some want to laugh.

This man is definitely a waste.

"Do you think Yin Jinbao sounds good?" She asked.

Then her little Prince changed from a small white steamed bun to a local steamed bun.

The man slants the head, seem to have some puzzled, "not good?"

This at least represents that parents cherish and expect their sons.

Not like him.

Serve clothes.

His mother loved his father humbly. He knew that a fox demon lived in his father's heart. He was still the most famous Nine Tailed Fox at that time. Just a glance on the green hill, he never forgot it. Her mother is a fool, so many admirers don't want her to fall in love with her father. Even if she knew that her father married her, it was just for her talent of the Spanish people - fantasy.

She spent most of her blood essence and weaved beautiful dreams for her father. Finally, she drove herself crazy.The madman's mother gave birth to him and named him "chambermaid.".

Serving tea and holding clothes is a humble and pitiful name. Like his existence, never expected.

Therefore, even if Lin Lang deceives him and says he loves him, he will believe it.

He really will believe it.

"Be good to Jinbao." Yan Shiyi earnestly told Lin Lang, "he is still young, you should teach him patiently, don't always scold him, keep a straight face, children are always afraid. If he does something wrong, don't beat him in a hurry. Ask why. How can a child do it right in the first place? If he likes to keep some small pets, let him keep them. Maybe he can cultivate patience. As long as he doesn't overdo it, he won't lose his ambition. "

"Shiyi..."

There was a certain uneasiness in her tone.

The man suddenly laughed, "have you ever seen a dragon?"

"No She shook her head.

"See you now."

He leaned over and mingled with her breath. Xuanyi was in the wind. She was hunting in front of her dress. Her big palm, gentle and indulgent, held her wrist and gently put it on her face.

A line of bright light reflected into the eyes.

Yan Shiyi's eyebrows overflowed with blood, and the first golden dragon scale was born very slowly and painfully.

The scales under the palm of Lin Lang's hands were very hot. She could feel a kind of tearing and burning pain, which was rampant on men. He really did not want to die. He dared to disobey the rules set by heaven. In order to deal with Zhehuan, he broke free from shackles at all costs and completed the transformation of snake body into dragon in the shortest time.

He's burning his life like crazy.

He will die.

"Lin Lang, don't be afraid of me."

It was the last word a man left her when he was awake.

"You know, I can't bear to hurt you."

Even if he is no longer a human being.

Even if he doesn't wake up from now on.

Then, a clear dragon chant across the sky.

Open eyes for day, closed eyes for night. Candle dragon opened his eyes, thousands of miles in the red land.

But the dragon has the scale, touches it to die.

The sheltered Lin Lang lowered her eyebrows.

The dragon is a violent creature.

Very gentle, but also stupid.

How could he know that what he fell in love with and was willing to die for her was the enemy he hated to gnash his teeth?