The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Sima Xin's expression became even stiffer.

Qingwu obviously wants to suppress his son and Penglai Island.

But there was nothing she could do.

Because her father lost an arm, the Sifang Talisman-Destroying Mirror was destroyed, her husband also died miserably, and his cultivation was passed on to Qingwu.

Under her sleeves, she clenched her fists again and again, and finally she could only suppress her breath and said: "In that case, A'hu calls you foster father, the Lord won't mind it, right?"

Qingwu smiled with satisfaction: "If he has this intention, how can I dislike it?"

In the past, he was very envious when he saw the old lord and Si Heng being respected and worshiped by others.

He always thought that he would be like this one day.

And today, he finally did it.

Penglai Island is the second largest force in the upper world, and now the island owner has to bow to him. How bright is his face!
Sima Xin felt disgusted looking at Qingwu's face.

But she could only turn to Yan Hu and said, "Ah Hu, why don't you meet your adoptive father soon?"

With so many people present, Yan Hu almost lost all face.

But he knew his mother had good intentions.

After this battle, the Sima family and Penglai Island were no longer as powerful as before. Now he could only bow his head to Qingwu and rely on Qingwu to hide his power and bide his time.

But he can bend and stretch.

When he reaches the Mahayana stage of cultivation in the future, then there will be no need to look at Qingwu's face.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi!
Thinking of this, Yan Hu knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Meet my adoptive father!"

Many monks were watching, and they were naturally saying congratulations.

But the faces of the monks from the Sima family and Penglai Island were extremely stiff.

Qingwu became even more happy and shouted hello three times before helping Yan Hu up.

In front of everyone, he naturally had to use his skills.

He walked up to Sima Yue, observed his injuries, looked at the bones where the flesh had been removed, and said, "With me here, the Sima family master can still save his arm."

Sima Yue was very angry just now. After hearing this, his expression changed: "Lord, is it true?!"

Qingwu nodded.

He doesn't talk nonsense and proves it with his strength.

He set up a formation with pinching techniques, and the golden light shone brightly. He borrowed his spiritual power to connect the clean bones.

Sima Yue was shocked.

Because he felt the pain in his arm again!

He quickly manipulated it and found that he could control the bone hand!

It just looks weird and makes people feel numb.

Sima Xin asked: "Your Majesty, can my father's hand only recover to this extent?"

Qingwu said: "Of course not, this is the magic of healing and regeneration, and the flesh and blood of his bones will grow again. Oh, it's also difficult. I should have found the whereabouts of the witch and killed her, but the Sima family leader The injury... requires me to use the technique every day, but I don’t know what to choose."

Sima Xin knew what he meant.

This was because she had obtained her husband's cultivation, but she did not want to take on the heavy responsibility of killing Nan Li.

What a despicable person!
She had to wonder if he had killed her husband!

But her father needed Qingwu's help, and she could only endure the bad breath again.

Sima Xin said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, Nanli has reached her limit, and Ari will definitely be able to capture her. When the time comes, we at Penglai Island will just deal with her."

This is not difficult to do.

Just find any monk to kill her.

Qingwu was still pretending to sigh: "Hey, I should avenge brother Yan, but now...hey, I can only put the Sima family head first."

Sima Xin twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Your Majesty healed my father's injuries. We can't thank you enough." "That's right," Qingwu said.

As long as he is not allowed to kill Nan Li and his cultivation is not compromised, there is nothing he can say.

Because he is not sure whether he can withstand the divine punishment with his current cultivation level.

Although Nan Li escaped, although he had a headache, he had no regrets.

After all, it took a lot of effort for him to achieve his current level of cultivation and realm.

Sima Xin said this, but he was extremely worried about Yan Rui.

Let’s not talk about Nan Li’s previous life, but let’s talk about her current situation. She is obviously only at the early stage of Jin Dan’s cultivation, but she can resist for so long. She is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

She took out the sound transmission stone and recited the psychic spell.

Yan Rui's voice soon came.

"mother?"

"Arui, are you safe now?" Sima Xin asked hurriedly.

"Of course it's safe." Yan Rui said with a smile, feeling very proud, "Thanks to my sharp eyesight and quick hands, I grabbed Ci Nian and teleported with me, otherwise they would have really escaped."

Sima Xin breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good. Wherever you are, your second brother and I will rush over immediately."

Yan Rui immediately refused: "No, a group of them all used teleportation talismans and have now been separated. There are only two people here, Nan Li and Cinian. Moreover, they are already at the end of their strength and unable to fight at all!"

He was unwilling to be oppressed by his second brother all the time, so he had to use this matter to make merit.

Sima Xin got angry: "Don't be ridiculous. Tell me where you are!"

"Mom, I know what you are worried about. I will not kill her. I will capture her and make her kneel before her father's soul to atone for her sins!"

After Yan Rui finished speaking, he hung up the sound transmission stone.

He put the sound transmission stone in place, turned around, and stared coldly at the already weak Nan Li.

"Nan Li." He stepped closer, half-crouched in front of her, and then grabbed her chin with his hand, "Look, no matter how embarrassed and weak you are, you can't hide your stunning beauty. No wonder Jifengxian I will be so fascinated by you that I will not hesitate to make the entire fairy world my enemy."

Nan Li raised her eyes, filled with disgust.

But she could only say two words: "Go away."

Yan Rui smiled contemptuously, "I won't leave, what can you do?"

"Go away or die," she continued.

Yan Rui laughed heartily again, and he pinched her chin harder. Her fair and delicate cheeks were full of purple and blue marks.

"What? Can you still move?" He leaned close to her cheek.

Nan Li simply closed her eyes.

"That's right. If you are obedient now, you won't have to suffer so much."

Yan Rui's hand picked at her belt.

There was another burst of laughter: "Before I was born, the Immortal Lord was the Supreme Being of the Immortal World. We brothers and sisters all admired him. My fourth sister wanted to marry him one day and become the Immortal Lord's wife. And I... I wanted to Taste what his woman feels like."

"Bitch thief! Bastard!" Cinian from behind scolded, "Yan Rui, you are not a human being!"

Yan Rui turned sideways slightly, waved his hand and wounded Ci Nian again.

He controlled the spiritual power and only made Ci Nian suffer, but did not beat the person to death or knock him unconscious.

Because someone is watching, he will feel more stimulated.

What's more, this man is still a monk.

Ci Nian was so painful that he vomited blood again.

Despite this, he still wanted to use his last strength to kill this dog thief for Nan Li.

However, Nan Li spoke urgently: "Yan Rui, right? If I obey you this time, will you be able to spare Zen Master Ci Nian's life?" (End of Chapter)