"Cut the dragon's horns, break the dragon's claws, pull the dragon's scales..."
The little snake looked at the man in front of him who said it was his father. Every time he said a word, the coldness in his eyes increased. She was always afraid of others' coldness, but she was not at all afraid at this moment. Warm and comfortable, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
It seems that as long as he is by his side, there is nothing to be afraid of.
No one can hurt her.
Before she almost fell asleep comfortably, the inexplicable grief and grievance that had just come up disappeared, and she closed her eyes happily and prepared to fall asleep in peace.
Before going to bed, his eyes the size of mung beans suddenly grew.
Wait!
Dragon horns, dragon claws, dragon scales, he means, is he a dragon!
Facing her daughter's question, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven lovingly touched the bulge on top of her head.
"Yes, you are a dragon, and you should have soared for nine days. It's just that Daddy accidentally lost you that year, which made you suffer so much."
The little snake could see the pain in his eyes. Although he had only known this daddy for less than a stick of incense, the blood draw made her close to him from the bottom of his heart.
She didn't want to see her father sad.
The little snake raised his head high, and used the bulge on his head to rub against the father in front of him.
"I didn't suffer, I was very well raised by tigers, and black bear spirits and lizards, they were all very good to me."
She hides her loneliness and the piercing pain she wakes up every day, and only picks up things that prove she's doing well.
It's very strange, she doesn't understand many things, but she does it very smoothly.
The little snake Barabara told his father everything that he thought he had a good life, and after that, a pair of clear small eyes eagerly looked at the person in front of him.
I have a really good time.
So, don't be sad anymore.
Looking at the clear eyes of his daughter in front of him, Lin Shiheng withdrew the haze, and Qingyu smiled.
"Do you have a name?"
Speaking of this, the little snake who was still trying to emphasize that he had a particularly good life just lowered his head with a guilty conscience.
"no."
She has been called a little snake since she woke up. After all, the snake spirits living in the mountains have a life span of at least hundreds of years. The prototypes are all as big as pythons. Only she is always so small, even crawling. It's not easy to climb.
Gradually, the name Little Snake became her exclusive name.
"Shall I name you?"
The little snake agreed with bright eyes, "Okay, okay."
Lin Shiheng pondered for a moment, and said: "Now, I only hope that you Kang Ning is safe, and your father's surname is Lin. In the future, can you be called Lin Ning'an?"
"Corning is safe..."
The little snake muttered these words in her mouth. Although she had seen the picture book brought back by the lizard and learned a lot about some human affairs, she had lost her memory and had only a limited understanding.
But now that I heard my father's words, it was as refreshing as eating ice in summer, and my whole body felt comfortable.
She nodded and replied happily, "Then I'll be called Lin Ning'an from now on!"
She also has a name, hehe.
Lin Ning'an smiled happily, and asked again, "Dad, if you say the bulge on my head is a dragon's horn, then I am a dragon? But the tiger spirit said that only the heavens have dragons."
"Exactly, being a father means coming down from heaven to find you."
skyline
Lin Ning'an felt stunned by a big pie that fell from the sky.
She knew that the goblins in that mountain practiced hard every day in order to be able to go to heaven.
Lin Shiheng held the little snake and said warmly, "Dad killed them for you, how about we go back to the heaven together?"
"Killed... who was killed?"
Lin Ning'an curled the tip of his tail in confusion, "Why did you kill them?"
"Of course it's because they can't handle my son."
The dark lines on Tiandi's body gradually subsided with his cold words, and the darker and darker it became, as if a thick ink had drawn a stroke on it.
It doesn't look like the ice-cold emperor that everyone in the heavens always thought, but the demons in the demon world who always like to scare people in black.
Lin Ning'an didn't understand this, she just curled the tip of her tail, her clear voice was a little immature, "When I lost my memory, someone let me down? Why did they forgive me? Did they do my dragon horns and dragon claws? ?"
The eyes of the man in front of him seemed to sink with the dark patterned clothes on his body, "Exactly."
"Cutting dragon horns and dragon claws is more painful for a dragon than a human being's heart-wrenching pain relief. If they treat you like this, Daddy will never forgive you lightly."
Lin Ning's peace of mind was still ignorant, but the bulge on the top of his head and the flat abdomen were accompanied by a sharp pain.
- A knife fell, and there was a sharp pain in the head.
- Another knife stabbed into her abdomen, she was abandoned in the wilderness, showing the dragon's body, the dragon without horns was cut off by that knife directly.
pain.
It hurts.
"Well… "
She couldn't move in pain, tears welling up in her eyes.
Some things, she has forgotten, but her body will always bear these pains.
Without waiting for the tears to fall, Lin Shiheng had already used his spiritual power, and the silk dragon energy wrapped around her whole body, suppressing the pain.
For him, it was just a moment, but for Lin Ning'an, it was a century of pain.
She rolled and fell to the ground, transforming into a teenage girl, just looking at her stunning face, she was somewhat similar to Lin Shiheng in front of her.
Lin Ning rested on his chest and his lips were slightly pale.
"Father, I don't want to let them die directly."
"I don't remember anything, but I still know that the karma is reincarnated."
As she spoke, she raised her eyes, a pair of clear eyes with a little girl's unique childishness.
"Do they have horns and claws? I also want to cut off their horns and claws, rip off their scales, and make them hurt as much as I do."
The jade-like Emperor looked at the suffering daughter in front of him tenderly.
Brows smile.
"Ning An is right, death is too cheap for them."
"Even if you die, you have to lose everything and then die."
"but… "
After all, it is a small world that has formed its own line, and Lin Shiheng is also a little unsure whether the original plot will be inserted horizontally.
He waved his sleeves and placed a bowl of clear soup in front of his daughter.
"Ning An, drink it."
Lin Ning'an obediently picked up the medicine bowl and looked at the seemingly clear soup medicine that seemed to be turning.
"Dad, what is this?"
"Meng Po soup, I brought it from heaven."
The Emperor of Heaven smiled gently at his daughter, "Don't be afraid, this is an improved version, at most you won't remember it, your cultivation base is still shallow, and you have damaged the dragon's body, after drinking this bowl, you won't need to drink it again in the future. already."
Lin Ning'an still didn't understand what Meng Po soup was, but looking down at the bowl of medicine, it seemed as if someone was urging her to drink it.
- Drink it.
A woman was crying lowly, but with relief.
—Drink it, and we won't have to suffer any more.
Lin Ning'an raised his head, looked at his father who was looking at him without rushing, raised a smile, raised his neck and drank the Meng Po soup in one breath.
The things brought by the heavens are really different. As soon as he drank it, his heart suddenly cleared, and the dull and depressed air that had been entrenched in his chest since he woke up disappeared.
Lin Shiheng smiled and turned his daughter into a prototype, and touched her little head.
"Your cultivation base is low, and you will be fine after a calamity to improve. Just drinking Meng Po soup, the real pain will not be you."
The dragon qi swept the two of them and disappeared from the room.
Shan Huaiyu was drinking water, and when he returned happily, he saw that the basket was empty, and the little snake inside had long since disappeared.
"what… "
He let out a wailing and went to get the basket up weakly.
Why did he escape? Didn't he put a ban in the house
A little snake without cultivation, how could it escape.
It's a pity, the master just said that it can be raised as a spirit beast.
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- "Husband, it's getting dark, don't read books, be careful of the cold."
- "I heard that the lantern festival is extremely lively, but unfortunately it is only held in the capital. If we can go to the capital in the future, it would be great to have a good look at this lantern festival."
- "Husband, why..."
Shan Junqing slowly opened his eyes, as if his wife was covering her blood-filled abdomen, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she slowly fell down.
where is why.
It's just that the practice is ruthless.
If you want to be ruthless, you must naturally cut off the root of love.
He has no father, no mother, no children, only such a wife who loves at the top of his heart, apart from her, what else can make him see through the world in one night.
At that time, all the torment before starting, and the pain was almost giving up. Now, a hundred years later, it is nothing but a mirror.
Even if he didn't kill his wife at that time, a hundred years later, he is still a dead bone.
The most important thing is to achieve immortality through practice.
Shan Junqing got up and opened the door.
Although he can endure his temperament to retreat, he can't always rely on retreat on the way to practice. It is about to be the sect competition, when all the sects will come, it is a good day for Shan Huaiyu to hone his character.
As a master, and as an elder in the sect, he naturally has to be present.
Just after leaving this mountain, under the peach tree at the bottom of the mountain, I saw a young girl who looked only in her teens.
She was holding the book and reading, her face full of innocence, she knew at a glance that she had been pampered and grown up, just by the breeze, the girl raised her head slightly and met Shan Junqing's eyes.
The girl didn't care about him, just glanced at him, and lowered her head to continue the endorsement, but Shan Junqing's always cold heart seemed to set off a huge wave, and even the blood seemed to be cold in an instant.
"Mengyou..."
Calling his wife's name, he couldn't help but take two steps forward, reaching out to touch the face that had appeared in his dreams countless times.
"What are you doing!"
Lin Ning'an just raised her head, only to think that the person looked familiar and didn't think much about it, but she was carrying a book, and this disciple even stretched out his hands.
Lin Ning'an, who has been carefully instructed since he was brought by his father's side, is no longer a little goblin who just came out of Goblin Mountain and doesn't understand anything. Throwing the book in his hand on his face.
The book was only made of paper, but when Lin Ningan threw it out, he used his spiritual power. Countless papers flew in the air and turned into sharp swords and greeted Shan Junqing's face.
Shan Junqing was originally in a trance because of the same face as his wife, but when the anger that came from the majestic spiritual energy suddenly woke him up, he quickly stretched out his hand to use the spiritual force to resist. horrified.
This girl is only a teenager, and she has the same Mahayana cultivation level as herself, and just now he angered her again. The book in the sky is like a sharp sword, slashing at his handsome face, even if No matter how high Shan Junqing's cultivation is in the same rank, he can still dodge in embarrassment in the face of such a powerful offensive.
By the time he finished blocking the last page of the book, his always meticulous white clothes were already full of red blood.
Even on his face, there were two bloodstains from the pages of the book.
Shan Junqing has never been so embarrassed.
Since he killed his wife, he has entered the realm of self-cultivation. After worshipping in the sect, his cultivation has grown by leaps and bounds. Only he has shot and killed others, and there are times when others press him but are unable to fight back.
"Master!!"
As soon as Shan Huaiyu came, he saw the master kneeling down on one knee in a state of embarrassment, and Lin Ning'an threw the red whip around his waist with an angry face, and was shocked, and rushed to stop it.
"My aunt is merciful, this is my master, who is of the same generation as Elder Shi Heng."
"Ok?"
Lin Ning'an withdrew the whip and looked at the man in white who was kneeling on one knee, still with disgust in his eyes.
"Since you're an elder, don't you even understand the truth that men and women can't give and receive? I've never met him before, and he's going to belittle me the first time he sees me, which is extremely shameless!"
"Light and thin..."
Shan Huaiyu was stunned, and quickly explained: "Master, my master cultivates the Wuqing Dao and has never approached women. Is there any misunderstanding?"
"My eyes are really looking at it, what can I misunderstand!"
Lin Anning snorted coldly, looking at Shan Junqing's eyes full of badness.
She is usually a good-natured person. Although her cultivation base is high and her seniority is high, because she is still young, she always likes to play with the disciples of the younger generation, so she always has to talk a little better.
I just don't know why, seeing this man who had taken lightly on her just now, her heart was full of disgust. The disgust was like being glanced at by him, and she rolled in her stomach and almost vomited it out.
Thinking of this, Lin Ning'an took out a handkerchief and wiped the cheeks that Shan Junqing had never touched in disgust.
Even if you don't touch it, you have to wipe it. Who knows if this guy with an abnormal mind has any disease.
Shan Junqing had already stood up, clutching his dull and aching heart, and stared blankly at the girl who was talking to his disciple with a pair of icy eyes.
picture.
so similar.
This appearance is indeed exactly the same as his wife.
But it is different.
His wife, with a gentle temperament, never said a loud word to anyone, and always treated him so gently, so how could she give him such a heavy hand.
In the end it is still different.
Shan Junqing didn't realize that his eyes were a little sad, he just thought that he had admitted the wrong person. After all, a hundred years ago, he personally confirmed the place where his wife died before leaving.
"Huaiyu, come here."
Now that he knew that he had admitted the wrong person, even though he had just been beaten, Shan Junqing's face was covered with the icy cold that he always carried on weekdays.
He saluted Lin Ning'an with a light tone, as if he was not the one who underestimated her just now, "I just accidentally offended the girl, it's my fault, please don't bother with me."
"It's just that I don't know which sect's apprentice the girl is. At such a young age, she has such a cultivation."
Lin Ning'an looked at the person in front of him.
He is handsome and polite, and his eyes are cold and indifferent, and his words and deeds seem to be unpopular.
It's the kind she hates the most, Lin Ning'an confirmed this idea in her heart.
Daddy once said to her that people who cultivate the ruthless way are a mistake from the beginning, because the heaven is not as cold and ruthless as the mortal world and the real world think.
Most of the immortals in the sky live in the Buddhist system. They meditate every day, play chess, and occasionally go to the devil world to play. Because the heavenly world is responsible for the climate change and astrological layout of the four worlds and all kinds of things, most of the immortals in the heavenly world have They won't leave the post without permission, but when they want to rest or play, they will also ask a good fairy to help replace the shift.
Occasionally, immortals like each other. If you want a high profile, you will go to the emperor to marry him. If you want a low profile, you will invite three or five friends to organize the wedding ceremony. When the child is born, he will happily tell the people he knows.
Compared with the realm of self-cultivation, the immortals in the heavenly realm are more like mortals.
Because of their long lifespan and possession of all the things they want, even immortals who are not very Buddhist when they have just entered the heavens will become Buddhist after a few thousand years.
Most of the people who cultivate the ruthless way will destroy their life essence and die soon after they have just ascended to the heaven.
I don't know who created this ruthless way. Cultivating this way can indeed advance thousands of miles, but to cultivate this way, you must kill your dearest and most loved people before you can be regarded as stepping on the way.
In any case, it must be hard to kill someone dearest.
But the more you practice this way, the more you suppress your xinxing. In the end, you will almost become a cold stone without any emotion.
But when he ascended to the heaven, the spiritual energy in his body turned into immortal energy, and the once ruthless Dao could no longer force people to feel emotionless. The emotions of several years were suddenly suppressed, and even immortals couldn't stand it.
What they often regret most is the loved one they killed when they just stepped onto the Ruthless Dao.
Celestial immortals have long been accustomed to every immortal who cultivates the ruthless way, and the first thing they do when they ascend is to go to the ghost world, the branch of the devil world, to find their loved ones who were killed by them.
It's just that the ghost world also has the rules of the ghost world. People will be reincarnated within ten days of death. Even if they find reincarnation, they who drink Meng Po soup are not the same people they used to be.
In the end, these immortals who cultivate the ruthless way are all dead words.
Die at your own hands.
Not even a soul was left.
Lin Ning'an thought that Shan Huaiyu had told himself that his master expected to fly to the heavens within a hundred years, and his gaze towards Shan Junqing suddenly seemed to be looking at a dead man.
No, a nasty dead man.
She didn't answer, so Shan Huaiyu had to bite the bullet and introduce embarrassingly: "Master has been in seclusion for five years, I don't know that Ning'an is normal, she is the daughter of the elder Keqing who came to my sect five years ago, and she can be regarded as a sect. Sect cultivators are the same generation as masters."
In a place like Zongmen, where strength is determined by seniority, even if Lin Ning'an is only a teenager, as long as he has a Mahayana cultivation base, he can inherit Shan Huaiyu as a teacher and aunt.
Shan Junqing understands this, but he just doesn't understand why such a young girl can have a Mahayana cultivation base, nor... why her face is exactly the same as that of her wife.
But now is not the time to think about this, Shan Junqing stepped forward and gave a peer salute: "It turned out to be Junior Sister, I just offended, thank Junior Sister for your mercy."
"My cultivation base is higher than yours, why do you call me Junior Sister?"
Lin Ning'an threw the red whip around her waist again, raised her chin slightly, her clear eyes were both innocent and undisguised.
"Junior brother should call me senior sister."
Shan Junqing frowned slightly. Since he took the official position in the mortal world, no one dared to speak to him like this again. Even if he entered the realm of self-cultivation, his cultivation would make him respected wherever he went.
But... in the realm of self-cultivation, the strong are respected.
He finally clenched his fists and called out, "Senior sister."
"Junior brother has just left the customs, and he still needs to go down the mountain to report, so we will go ahead today."
Shan Junqing left, and only Shan Huaiyu leaned forward in astonishment, "Master, with the temperament of my master, you are not afraid of him at all."
He even asked the master to be called Senior Sister, which was terrifying.
"I have nothing to fear of him."
Lin Ning'an waved his hand, lifted the spilled book in the air, repaired it with spiritual power, and held it in his hand again.
"My cultivation base is already higher than him. No matter how ugly his face is, he can't beat me."
"Besides, my father told me that I don't need to be afraid of anyone in this world of self-cultivation."
Shan Huaiyu strongly believed that this was said by Elder Heng at that time.
Since Elder Shi Heng took his daughter to become the elder Keqing of the sect five years ago, the disciples of the sect have been inquiring about this unfathomable elder.
On the other hand, he didn't find out anything. He only found out that he loves his daughter very much, and pays no attention to food and clothing. Because her daughter is young, she was specially sent to the school for teaching disciples in the sect.
Although Shan Huaiyu's master was also an elder, he rarely taught him in seclusion all year round, so he naturally wanted to come to this school.
God knows how shocked a group of teachers and disciples were when they saw Elder Ke Qing who was standing outside the school window looking at them.
In the first year of Lin Ning's attending the school, the elder Ke Qing, Lin Shiheng, stayed outside the school for a year.
Although he stopped standing outside the window from the next day and instead practiced while sitting on a jade chair, a group of disciples and teachers still did not dare to take a wrong step.
With such a father here, Lin Ning'an, who was just entering the classroom, was like a star holding the moon.
She quickly changed from being ignorant to what she is now pampered and grown up with.
Among the group of disciples who wanted to call her grandmother, Shan Huaiyu, a rare peer of the same age, was very close to Lin Ning'an.
It is undeniable that he approached Lin Ning'an at the beginning just to be able to rub the various elixir that Elder Ke Qing had prepared for his daughter.
Lin Shiheng has always been generous. Every time he sees him coming back with Lin Ning'an, he will give him whatever he gives his daughter. The master retreats and no one is on the mountain, so Shan Huaiyu gradually stays at the foot of the mountain, practicing with Lin Ning'an every day.
After a long time, looking at Lin Ning'an, who is more and more beautiful in appearance and clear in temperament, he has other thoughts in his heart.
"Senior aunt, I heard that most of the disciples in the school can go out of the sect for training. Did the elders tell you to go?"
"Experience?"
Lin Ning'an chewed a piece of fruit and ate it with relish. Hearing this, he immediately said, "I don't have any experience. Daddy said that I don't need to practice."
Shan Huaiyu's stomach full of "it's better for us to practice together" was choked back by these words, "Why don't you go? Although the teacher and aunt have a high level of cultivation, they have never fought in actual combat. If you don't practice, how will you fight against others in the future? "
"It doesn't matter, Daddy will always be by my side to protect me, and I still have Daddy's protection on me. Even if someone with a higher cultivation level than me wants to attack me, they will be pushed back by the protection."
Shan Huaiyu was not reconciled, and continued to ask: "But the protection given by the elders is actually given by the elders. If the teacher and aunt are not capable, can this protection be blocked once, but can it be blocked thousands of times?"
Lin Ning'an yawned, "Smart, Daddy has put thousands of protections on me, anyway, if someone really wants to do something to me, these thousands of protections will be enough to delay until Daddy comes to save me. "
"Dad told me this experience long ago. It's nothing more than beating the monsters of the cholera people, and then retreating, what's there to do."
Shan Huaiyu had no choice but to say again: "The elders can protect the aunt for a while, but they cannot protect the aunt for a lifetime. The elder has a high level of cultivation, and I am afraid that he will fly to the heavens soon. With the blessing of the elders, what should I do?"
"That's not going to happen."
Lin Ning'an said: "Daddy has been able to go to the heavenly realm a long time ago, but he is just worried that I am suppressing my cultivation. When I can ascend to the heavenly realm, he will naturally protect me and leave with me."
Shan Huaiyu: "… "
He was shocked, and he never imagined that this would be the case.
I knew that Elder Shi Heng had a high cultivation level, but he didn't expect that he had reached the time when he could fly to the heaven.
And if he protects Lin Ning'an all the time, and the two fly into the heavens together, then where will Shan Huaiyu's thoughts go
Shan Huaiyu doesn't know what Lin Ning'an thinks in her heart. She has always been taught that she can conquer ten guilds with one force. As long as she is strong, no matter what conspiracy is, she can't help her, so she always doesn't know. Shan Huaiyu was thinking about something, she was too lazy to ask.
"It's going to be the sect competition soon, is Shi-gu going to play?"
"It should be. It depends on whether Daddy wants me to play. It's just that with my cultivation, no matter where I go, I always win. It's boring."
Lin Ning'an's words are not considered arrogant. Although she has only been here for five years, no one in the sect knows that she has already cultivated in the Mahayana period at a young age, and she can fly to the heavens only after transcending the calamity.
How many people are jealous, and how many people are envious, Lin Ning'an has never taken it to heart, even if some people are full of calculations, as long as this person treats her well on the surface, she is willing to treat this person well on the surface.
True and false, why bother so clearly.
Shan Huaiyu looked at such a free and easy teacher and aunt. It would be a lie to say that he was not envious. He joined the sect since he was a child. Although he was raised by his master, in fact he was only a little longer than the others. Some seniors, and he has to work hard every day for this seniority, so as not to be ridiculed by others if his realm is inferior to his peers.
Like Master and like everyone in the cultivation world, he wants to ascend to the heaven and become a real immortal.
And for this goal, he can give everything.
Lin Ningan looked at Shan Huaiyu who was always full of worries and left, then turned around and entered the room.
The room is gorgeously furnished, even a quilt is made of fairy yarn that only exists in the heavens. She lay on the bed, looking at the stars placed on the roof by her father and began to deduce,
Lin Ning'an's deduction still followed Tiger Jing, but in the past, she always had human love in her heart, and she always found nothing in deduction.
Ever since she drank the Meng Po soup, she seemed to have suddenly walked out of a maze, and when she played again, she had a completely different result than before.
It's strange that she actually has a trace of love with Shan Huaiyu.
But she doesn't like Shan Huaiyu.
Lin Ning'an got up and looked around like a thief. Seeing that her father was not there, she became a little more courageous. She got up and set up a formation. She took the spiritual mirror that her father gave her and put it in front of her, and began to deduce this strange and sudden appearance. Love silk.
She has a high cultivation base and is blessed with the body of a silver dragon. Even without dragon horns and claws, she is better than a mortal monster in deduction. After a while, Shan Huaiyu's face appeared in the mirror.
At the same time, there was Lin Ning'an's own face.
The same appearance, the same stature, just different, but the self in the mirror seems to be ignorant of the world, looking at Shan Huaiyu with admiration in his eyes.
Shan Huaiyu was saying to her, "You are the spirit snake I raised, even if you change shape, it's mine."
"We are called spiritual practice, just like a mortal husband and wife. Don't you like to read mortal picture books? We are husband and wife. In the future, you must practice hard, and wait for us to ascend to the heavens together and continue to be husband and wife. "
Lin Ning'an held her chin and looked at the silly self in the spirit mirror who liked Shan Huaiyu wholeheartedly.
Daddy always felt that the cultivators in the cultivation world were weak and weak, and he told her more than once that if she wanted to find a husband in the future, she would have to wait until she returned to the heaven to find her among immortals.
She doesn't really want to find her husband, because the fruit is not delicious or the puppet paper people are uncomfortable to serve, but Daddy said, even if she wants a doll, she can go to Chaos and bring one back.
This thing, husband, is really useless to her.
Closer to home, in the spirit mirror, she was with Shan Huaiyu like this, but Dad didn't come out to stop her
Also, what does it mean that she is a snake raised by Shan Huaiyu.
Although Shan Huaiyu did catch her five years ago, his father had already rescued her at that time. Until now, he still didn't know that she was the spirit snake back then.
Lin Ning'an took another bite of the fruit, thinking about whether there was something wrong with his deduction, and then watched a big play in the spirit mirror with the mind of watching a play.
In this, Daddy did not find her, she was raised by Shan Huaiyu as a spiritual pet, and after an accident, she turned into a human form.
Shan Huaiyu only thought that she had eaten too much spirit fruit in the sect, and still kept her as a spirit beast, but she was always by Shan Huaiyu's side, and no one taught her anything else. The name Huaiyu seemed familiar, and she gradually regarded Shan Huaiyu as her mortal husband.
Shan Huaiyu apparently also regarded her as his wife, and became more and more gentle towards her. The two even rolled the sheets and agreed to practice and fly to the heavens together.
As a result, at this time, Shan Huaiyu's master saw her face.
He lost control on the spot, and when Shan Huaiyu asked her, he took her directly to his room.
The self inside the spirit mirror was terrified, turned into a prototype and shrank in the corner and called Shan Huaiyu to help.
In the end, instead of marrying Shan Huaiyu, she was taken over by someone named Shan Junqing.
There is no father in this one, and I don't know that she is actually a dragon rather than a snake. She only practices the demon cultivation method taught by Shan Huaiyu before, and her mana is always inferior to Shan Junqing.
Finally, after she finally found the opportunity to escape, she went to find Shan Huaiyu wholeheartedly, but learned that Shan Huaiyu had married the daughter of the sect next door. When she went, the two were drinking under the moon. After seeing her, the daughter of the sect asked him who she was, and Shan Huaiyu answered without hesitation: It was the concubine of the master.
Lin Ning'an, who was watching the play, smashed the table with a slap.
What a shit show!
She was a trainer and turned out to be a concubine!
The spirit mirror looked like it was about to shatter, but Lin Ning'an suddenly remembered that it was a gift from his father, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to make it float again.
At this moment, in the spiritual mirror, the life of the snake in the mirror is still playing like a small TV.
Xiao She has always been persistent. She has been by his side since he was led down the mountain by Shan Huaiyu. She has always been firm in what he said, but this time she refused to believe it.
When she was caught by Shan Junqing, she learned from Shan Junqing that Shan Huaiyu was determined to become an immortal. In order to make this disciple give up voluntarily, Shan Junqing gave a lot of treasures.
In the face of an ignorant little snake and the chance to become an immortal, Shan Huaiyu chose to become an immortal.
Lin Ning'an looked at the desperate self in the spirit mirror, let out a breath, resisted the urge to hit someone, and continued to read.
Daddy will definitely come to her.
At that time, the self in the mirror must beat these people to death.
As a result, until Lin Ningan saw Shan Junqing and found out that she was actually his wife in the mortal world, and beat her to death, she did not wait for her father to come to her.
Watching Lin Ning'an, who turned into spiritual dust and disappeared between heaven and earth after being beaten to death:? ?
She was born with a semi-immortal body, so after death, she will not leave a soul, but will directly dissipate.
So since her body in the spirit mirror turned into spirit dust, then she really died.
Didn't wait for Daddy.
He couldn't kill that wicked pair of masters and disciples.
just die? ?
He clearly convinced himself that this was just watching a big show, but Lin Ning'an was still aggrieved as if he had been deceived and deceived his life.
Don't get me wrong, she didn't feel bad and wanted to cry.
She was uncomfortable trying to kill.
The self in the spirit mirror is exactly the same as her in both the way of speaking and the appearance.
The only difference is that she is too gentle.
On the night that Shan Junqing was tied for marriage, he should have been killed.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Lin Ning'an threw off the mirror, and a figure walked in just outside the door and directly caught the mirror.
"What's wrong with my Ning'an, so much anger."
Lin Shiheng was still wearing the same white and dark-patterned clothes, looking at his daughter with the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes full of doting.
"Daddy!!"
An angry Lin Ning'an was like a little beast who was wronged outside. He rushed over in a huff, changed back to his original shape and flew to the crown of his head to complain.
"This spirit mirror is broken, I clearly used the correct deduction method, and what came out as a result!"
Lin Shiheng glanced at the spirit mirror that had been darkened, and let it fall onto the bed with his spirit power.
"This spirit mirror is a chaotic thing and will not break."
"But the result of that deduction is completely different from reality!"
"Maybe another ending was deduced. This spirit mirror is a chaotic thing, and it is naturally different from other deduction mirrors, so don't worry about it."
He let his daughter fly down and touched her bulging bag that had lost its dragon horns.
"It's time for you to cross the robbery, are you ready?"
"have!"
When talking about cultivation, Lin Ning'an immediately raised his head.
"Don't worry, Daddy, I have cultivated well. Recently, I have been staying with Shan Huaiyu from time to time, and I will definitely be able to protect him!"
Speaking of Shan Huaiyu, she curled the tip of her tail. Although she was still angry, she felt that she should not take anger at Shan Huaiyu who did nothing.
She has been preparing since she knew that she was going to cross the Heavenly Demon Tribulation.
Heavenly evil calamity, relatives, friends and loved ones will stay away, it is the most powerful calamity.
Lin Ning'an was not afraid. Daddy said that it was just a passing scene. When the calamity was over, the dragon body that she had damaged in the past would be repaired, and it would only take a moment to fly to the heavenly realm.
"My relative is Daddy. If Daddy is so powerful, he must be fine, and there is no lover. There is only one friend like Shan Huaiyu, who has low mana. As long as I protect him, he will be fine."
Speaking of this, Lin Ning'an flew around proudly curling the tip of her tail. Although she lost her dragon horns and claws, she was still a dragon and could naturally fly out of thin air.
Lin Shiheng smiled and watched his daughter fly around happily.
"Then, just wait for the Zongmen Grand Competition."
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Zongmen