Ye Lingyue moved slightly and wanted to ask Zitang.

Although I have asked Zitang once, I have only denied it.

But Ye Lingyue was not convinced.

Zitang is really mysterious.

Zitang and Master Zi are almost the same except for their eyes.

Will there really be two people like this in the world?

"I warn you, don't do sorry to your uncle."

Ye Lingyue had just stepped on his feet, and the Jiu Ming Buddha warned that it was full of tone and got into his ears.

Ye Lingyue's footsteps, thinking that he heard wrong.

"Senior Emperor?"

Isn't this woman an attitude not to touch my son? How did she transcend today?

"Although I don't admit that you are my daughter-in-law, but you are nominally your daughter-in-law's fiancee, and my daughter-in-law is not here. Of course, I must be optimistic about you as a mother, lest you do something to shame your daughter.

The Jiu Ming Buddha righteousness said.

"However, the Emperor is no longer Emperor. He has no longer recognized me. The Emperor now is Daoming Bingxin. Senior, do you not know?"

Ye Lingyue had a headache when she thought of Bingxin's hard and cold face.

Strictly speaking, Bing Xin is more like a Nine-Life Buddha than Dili.

The same taciturn words, the same ruthlessness.

Ye Lingyue recalled that since he met Jiu Ming Buddha, Jiu Ming Buddha has not said so much to himself at one time.

"Regardless of Bingxin or Emperor, the fact that he is my son will not change. My son can have many daughters-in-law. As an alternative daughter-in-law, you must abide by the woman's ethics.

The Jiu Ming Buddha was cold.

Ye Lingyue could not laugh or cry.

I had planned to go out and had to take it back.

There is also a daughter-in-law. If anyone used to dare to say that she was a candidate in the past, she would punch the opponent's head with a punch.

But today's Emperor Ye ... Ye Lingyue's heart is bitter.

Seeing Ye Lingyue's mood dropped, Jiu Ming Buddha frowned.

"What are you crying for, my son is not dead yet."

"Senior Emperor, I'm just worried about the situation in the valley. It's dawning, before and after dawn ..."

Ye Lingyue had to shift the subject.

The topic of Emperor Li was too heavy for her.

It was only after entering the Kunlun site that she had avoided thinking about it.

She wasn't even sure if the Emperor could return.

In her subconscious, she always thought that the emperor was just asleep.

But Bingxin said that the emperor was already dead.

Right now, the life and death of the mother-in-law and Uncle Mirror, let her temporarily leave the matter of the emperor.

"Moment moment."

The Nine-Life Buddha whispered.

"Senior, do you know that?"

Ye Lingyue was startled.

"Well, this woman is not easy."

The fat cat Yun Ling is a nine-life Buddha. This woman is more like "her" than Ye Lingyue in appearance and temperament.

"Since ancient times, when the day and night changed, it was the time when the devil was dancing. That Tibetan mountain monk thought things too simple."

The Jiu Ming Buddha snorted.

"I'll be fine."

The Nine-Life Buddha looked at the other side of the valley.

At this time, the Jiu Ming Buddha murmured suddenly, as if talking to herself, but her words happened to be heard by Ye Lingyue.

"senior?"

When Ye Lingyue moved her heart, how did she feel that the words of Jiu Ming Buddha were comforting her.

This cruel, almost impersonal woman, would move comfortably?

Ye Lingyue felt a little incredible.

"My son was born to me. I know better than you. He will definitely come back."

The Jiu Ming Buddha said nothing, no more to say, the wings fluttered, and they rose in the air.

"Children of the Buddhism obey, and after dawn, enter the valley."

The voice of the Nine-Life Buddha fell from high altitude.

The devotional Buddha and others listened to her clearly.

The godly blue Buddha frowned and was about to say something, and the blood princess on the side signaled her not to be impulsive.

"Oh!"

In Zitang's sleeve, Xiaohuaque poked out his head.

It cautiously squinted at the direction of Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue didn't seem to notice this.

The **** fat cat squinted and glanced at it.

It aimed at itself, waved the chubby cat's paw, and made your neck twist.

Xiaohuaque felt a cold on her neck.

Suddenly, a ball of paper flew over.

The little flower bird was startled.

Seemingly motionless, Zitang raised her hand and caught the paper ball.

He opened the crumpled paper ball and looked at it.

"The little ones will take care of you for the time being, no hair is allowed to fall off."

Above is some scribbled handwriting by Ye Lingyue.

Zitang raised her eyebrows and squinted Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue was holding the fat cat and walking towards Cui Hong.

"She recognized you. Your illusion is terrible."

Zitang tossed the paper aside.

"Woohoo, that fat cat hates me, he wants to eat me."

The little flower bird just had tears in his eyes.

Its transcendental ability, which was inherited from the mother-in-law and young Wuya, almost never missed.

Dad also said that when it comes to transformation, few people are better than him for the whole thirty-three days. Under the mother, there is no beast (human).

But what happened to that fat cat?

That guy actually saw his transformation at a glance, and it was amazingly fast.

"It just looks like a cat."

Zitang choked out the little flower bird.

Seeing that it cried so much that its feathers were soaking wet, frowning, he didn't like crying things.

"What do you mean? Is it also a fantasy beast? Does it have resentment against my father and mother, so I am angry with the innocent me?"

The little flower **** wipes tears with its wings.

"If your strength is as good as your imagination, that's fine."

Zitang didn't want to say more. He thought about it and threw the little flower bird into his placket.

The little flower **** poked out a head.

"I thought it just hated you purely."

The words of Zitang made Xiaohuaque very speechless.

What is pure hate!

It is obviously loved!

"I want to be transformed. I can't be a sparrow. I want to be a tiger and eat a cat."

Little flower paws around, trying to find a fat cat to fight it.

"Tigers don't eat cats."

Zitang frowned.

"Besides, you can't go anywhere."

When Zitang picked up the paper ball, he had to take good care of the little flower bird.

No hair is missing.

The little flower bird just wanted to say something.

Suddenly, the ground was shaking again.

"Ground, ground cracked!"

The meditators who sat aside and meditated suddenly woke up and jumped from the ground.

The crack on the ground was menacing. It may have appeared early, but it was just now, and it was expanding rapidly.

From the beginning, almost no one noticed that it suddenly expanded enough to make people fall.

Several people fell into the crack without warning.

"Quick, save people."

The exclaiming sounded one after another.

But in the blindness of the black lamp, even the mental power became less brilliant.