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Chapter 51: he's mine

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Emperor Wu's reaction to Yan Gui had long been expected, and the moment he was thrown out, his breath was completely restrained, and when he turned over, he floated lightly in the air, and looked down at the situation below.

The scene on Yan Xuanjing's side was very tense.

A group of humans watched this big monster who suddenly attacked with alertness, and while on guard, they isolated the family that was being troubled by Yan Xuanjing.

The group of scattered investors who have not been able to be investigated so far slipped aside.

Yan Xuanjing's eyes swept away from the people who were separated from the crowd.

Everyone he saw seemed to be drained of all his strength, like a mayfly facing the roaring tsunami, and even breathing became painful and difficult.

It is difficult to even raise the slightest desire to resist.

"Give me the stuff." Yan Xuanjing reiterated.

He spoke very seriously, and his tone was calm and unwavering, but the pair of phoenix eyes that were raised above were no longer the familiar black and tranquil, but the same orange-red as the pair of beast pupils in the tumbling demonic energy.

What cool and cool breath enveloped this small square world, the wind brought a thick bloody smell, and there was a vague resentment crying.

A few humans turned their eyes and looked under their feet in shock.

At some point, a sticky red liquid spread out from under their feet, and faintly brought out some broken bones.

Most of them are animal carcasses, and occasionally a few belonging to humans can be seen.

If Yan Xuanjing is near Lin Mu's house now, then he must not be able to hide Chaomu's protection.

This reflects the advantage of the nine-tailed fox having two fierce and auspicious faces. Those trigger-type magic circles and protections basically cannot stop the nine-tailed fox with two or even thousands of faces.

No one dared to speak first, and they all avoided the red spreading on the ground, and then turned their reproachful eyes to which family Yan Xuanjing was taking care of.

Da Hei didn't dare to touch those things that he didn't know if they were bloodstains and corpses. He jumped up and sat on the table, looked at the pale-faced humans, and sighed: "We don't care about personal hatred."

The leader shivered and made a clear noise with their teeth knocking, but they still said to Yan Xuanjing, "You... what are you talking about?"

"You should know what it is." Yan Xuanjing remembered the information he had taken from Lin Mu.

This family is a new and cutting-edge family that has suddenly appeared in the past 20 years. Compared with the family, it may be more appropriate to describe it as an earlier sect.

They used the characteristics of Emperor Xiumu to solve worries and forget worries to accumulate a lot of money, and they also helped many unsuspecting practitioners to treat the damage to their souls caused by their cultivation. This is a very scarce resource in the eyes of practitioners.

Yan Xuanjing is not as patient with these people as he is with forest trees and small ginseng.

"The safety of Emperor Xiumu and your family, choose one." He simply said.

The face of the head of the family instantly turned green.

The safety of the family is naturally very important, but he also knows very well what the family has relied on for its development in the past twenty years.

Naturally, he didn't want to hand it over, but if he didn't, according to the monster's strong revenge, he and his family would probably have to finish the game.

Their family background is thin, and they are not good for the big monster.

With a green face, the man took out a cloth bag and gave it to Yan Xuanjing.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the eyes of those around him.

The way their family won Dixiu at the beginning was not glorious. The wealth and connections they had gained from relying on Dixiu for so many years were actually hidden from those people, making them afflicted with the cause and effect of Dixiu.

This is a big taboo among practitioners.

He didn't dare to raise his head, Yan Xuanjing took the cloth bag in his hand indifferently and opened it to confirm the contents.

"There are a few others who have done the same thing." Yan Xuanjing confirmed it, put away the cloth bag, and glanced lightly at some of the people who had been written down by Lin Mu. After a pause, he told them kindly, "But you have no choice."

After all, it was the Emperor's House who went to their home.

Yan Xuanjing didn't know what the Emperor Wu had done, but judging from the importance Emperor Wu attached to his family like Emperor Xiu and his experiences over the years, he probably wouldn't let it go.

Yan Xuanjing finished speaking, regardless of the drastic changes in the faces of those people, he slowly withdrew the demonic energy and spells that had been released. With the disappearance of the demonic energy, the shadow of the nine-tailed fox and the bright red that spread quietly were also tight. As it faded away, except for the few families who were famous by Yan Xuan, everyone showed a dazed look.

After all the red color had faded away, Da Hei shook his head in a trance, looked up at the few retail investors who were far away, and said, "What are you doing standing so far away? I tell you, the punishment There is no escape!"

Those scattered investors walked over in muttering, and stepped forward to register.

They passed by Yan Xuanjing, who had restrained his breath and almost merged with the night, as if he knew nothing about the identity of this monster.

Yan Xuanjing achieved his goal. He glanced at the families who had not been confused by his memory, admired their fearful and blue faces, and prepared to go back to look for Lin Mu with a cloth bag.

Da Hei saw that Yan Xuanjing was about to finish work and go home, he was stunned for a moment, and asked carefully, "You... where are you going?"

Yan Xuanjing paused for a while, and replied with a good temper, "Go home."

Da Hei gave a bitter face: "Then... that monster...?"

The fox spirit finished what he wanted to do and was in a good mood, so he simply prepared to explain it to Da Hei.

"Oh, that monster is..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped talking and looked up at the sky to the north.

There was a sudden explosion of a strong blood and karma resentment, as if trying to test something, overwhelming pressure, and shrinking back the moment it touched them, and then very obviously escaping toward the north.

The conversation between Yan Xuanjing and Da Hei came to an abrupt end.

Da Hei shivered twice, his face turned pale: "Then... that monster is really there!"

Yan Xuanjing was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Da Hei.

Those grievances belonged to the Emperor Wu, Yan Xuanjing could see it, but the Emperor Wu hid his own aura and merits, which seemed suspicious.

The vixen looked at the panic-stricken Da Hei, and felt that since Emperor Wu did this, there must be his reasons.

So Yan Xuanjing swallowed the truth that was in his mouth, and watched Da Hei call the old turtle who was best at finding people. He felt that he probably didn't have much need to stay at the moment, so he pretended to be Di Xiu. The wooden cloth bag left here slowly.

After the Emperor Wu was wearing a vest over there and frightened a group of people to death, he turned his head to restrain his breath and ran to Lin Mu's house.

Yan Gui gave him a lot of good things, among which there are many magic weapons that hide the shape and breath.

Emperor Wu's whole body is now armed to the teeth, even if he is standing still and being ravaged by others, he may not be able to hurt a single hair of him.

Yan Xuanjing came back with Di Xiumu, and handed him over to Lin Mu who was looking at him eagerly.

Lin Mu held two small gauze bags and a jade carving in his hand, and the jade carving exuded a very obvious atmosphere belonging to Emperor Xiu.

Yan Xuanjing turned to look at Diwu and asked him, "What did you just do?"

"Lin Xiaomu told me everything, and I think it's just right. I can get the old turtle that was following behind my ass back and find him something else to do." Diwu glanced at Linmu's yard, standing Hiding his figure at the door, he said in a very low voice, "That tortoise is right, it's annoying to follow me all the time."

Yan Xuan nodded, and handed over the little Sinan who had placed him here to the Emperor Wu.

Emperor Wu took the things, turned his head and prepared to leave as if his butt was on fire.

As a result, as soon as he took a step, a shadow appeared in the yard.

The shadow blew out like a wind, and the voice was crisp and energetic, full of excitement: "Linmu Linmu! I heard the voice of the Emperor House! Is the Emperor House here! Where's the Emperor House!"

The emperor's footsteps were like the wind, and he ignored him at all.

With a flick of his tail, Qin Chuan entangled Diwu's wrist, and he said, "Diwu, don't leave! Don't want me woohoo!"

"Get up and go." Diwu waved his hand and grabbed the dragon vein, "It's not ashamed that such a big dragon is crying!"

Qin Chuan sniffed, holding back a big bubble of tears, humming: "Why are you leaving without seeing me?"

Diwu touched his pocket, took out a box of cigarettes, took out one, and held it in his mouth. He was very distressed, thinking that this is not because his head hurts when he looks at you crying.

There is a monster in his imperial house. For thousands of years, the gods block and kill the gods and Buddhas. Even if the car rolls over so tragically, it can make a comeback.

It's literally everything - except for coaxing people.

Diwu thought about it, thinking that Qin Chuan couldn't hold back his tears, and finally came up with a more appropriate answer: "Isn't this afraid that you will be in danger? It's not that you don't know how lucky you are."

Qin Chuan cried with a "wow": "Well, then you don't have to see me! I've been looking for you for a long time! I think you just don't want me anymore!"

The emperor's face was expressionless: "No, I don't want you."

Qin Chuan sniffed: "Then... Then after you have gathered the three souls, seven souls and the main body, will you come back to me?"

Imperial House: "… "

To be honest, I don't really want to.

After all, Qin Chuan, a living target, is not suitable for his unrestrained living habits.

Qin Chuan hiccupped, tears streaming out, he held back, but he didn't hold back, crying.

While crying, he got into Diwu's clothes, wrapped around his waist, stuck a dragon's head out of the button gap of Diwu's shirt, and continued to cry.

Diwu looked at Qin Chuan, whose head came out of his chest and was crying. He lit the cigarette sadly, and finished smoking quietly, and then said very vicissitudes of life: "Okay, okay, I'll come back to you, you are fine here in Linmu. stay."

Qin Chuan's crying stopped abruptly.

He shook the soot that fell on his head, got out of the clothes of the Imperial House, turned into a human figure and clapped his hands, and a lot of stuffed toys fell out of the void.

He pulled the sad-faced Diwu and introduced him the names of these dolls one by one.

Lin Mu and Dixiu returned to the yard.

Lin Mu held three bags in his hand, looked up at the three-meter-high tree, and looked at the area of the tree. The sad expression on his face was comparable to that of the Emperor's House.

"I think you should lose weight, Dad," he said.

If these three bodies are all melted back, I am afraid that the yard fence and the glass house will collapse.

Di Xiu also sighed: "Keep it for now, and put it back when we return to the Great Wilderness."

Lin Mu said yes, he had those three bags in his pockets, and he didn't know any magic tricks in his sleeves, so he was worried about putting them outside. He looked left and right, and finally went to Yan Xuanjing for help.

Yan Xuanjing helped him put away the three pieces of Dixiu's body, glanced at the little ginseng that came out of the yard with tea snacks and fruits, turned around and sat on the cut-off wood, holding tea and snacks, ready to go with him. Emperor Lin Mu admired the rarely seen Sorrow Emperor's house over there, and had no intention of joining in and helping.

Yan Gui arrived late at this time. Seeing his son with tea and snacks, he raised his hand to hook his son's neck and walked aside.

"What about the things that Emperor Wu sent you?" Yan Gui said.

When Yan Xuanjing heard the words, he slowly took a sip of tea: "..."

Yan Gui glanced at his son, squinted his eyes, and warned: "I tell you, if you show your mother, I will..."

He got stuck halfway through.

Thinking about it carefully, he didn't even have anything that he could use to threaten his son.

Yan Xuanjing looked at his father calmly: "You?"

"I'll abdicate and let you escape." Yan Gui said.

Such words never threatened Yan Xuanjing. Yan Gui knew very well that his son, the nine-tailed fox with a genetic mutation, had a strong sense of responsibility towards Qingqiu.

Yan Xuanjing would probably say it was exactly what he wanted.

Yan Gui was full of sighs, and began to think about where he should flee to.

It's impossible to fight directly with your wife, and you can't fight, you can only engage in guerrilla warfare.

Wait until the wife is out of breath, and then touch and roll the sheets a few times. If it can't be solved once, then twice!

Yan Xuanjing glanced at his father, frowned, and said, "No."

"Huh? What?" Yan Gui didn't react.

Yan Xuanjing said, "You can't abdicate."

Yan Gui looked strange: "You didn't say that before."

Yan Xuanjing shook his head: "I promised Lin Mu to take him across the Great Wilderness."

Yan Gui was stunned for a moment, and said "hoo" in his heart: "I can also take my nephew to travel across the great wasteland!"

Yan Xuanjing's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said firmly, "No way!"

The old fox looked at his son up and down carefully, then looked at the luxurious Shenmu set over there, and guided lovingly: "Why can't I?"

"because of him… "

Because he is mine.

Yan Xuanjing was startled by the thought that suddenly rushed into his mind.

He tilted his head to look at Lin Mu, who was poking at Yuehua and whispering to Di Xiu. He was stunned for a while, the dazedness and surprise in his eyes gradually faded, the powerless dazedness and inexplicable nervousness of the past few days. Finally got a spot.

Yan Gui looked at his son, turned to face the luxurious Shenmu package over there, and ran over there happily, shouting happily as he ran, "Nephew and nephew, do you want to see the portrait of Yan Xuanjing when he was a child! And he A picture of him in women's clothes! And a picture of him turning his belly! And a picture of him eating shit and falling into the mud! And he licking his paws as a kid..."

Yan Xuanjing: "..."

Yan Xuanjing: "???"

Yan Xuanjing suddenly got up, raised his hand and smashed the teacup in his hand towards his father.

The author has something to say: Toffee: I, the young master of the Qingqiu country, will kill my relatives righteously today to clear the door for the Qingqiu country!