The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

That time, the man he met in the tavern was not the holy master of the elves, Yang Song. With just one glance, he could tell the difference between the two men who looked exactly the same in the elves---

"You are the patron saint of the Phoenix Clan?"

Ziyangsong raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile while touching his chin with one hand.

What is he doing here?Came here for Ling Yi?Do you still think that Ling Yi is still in the elves?

"This seat is the patron saint Yin Wenmaochong. This time, I am here to help our king convey some words and do something!" Yin Wenmaochong said straight to the point---without wanting to say anything else---

"Ling Yi asked you to come? How is she?"

Ziyang Song had already guessed it, so his reply was very calm, but it revealed his worry about Ling Yi.

"It's okay for the Phoenix King, everything is already safe! Because she is thinking about your white jade fan, she ordered her to redeem the white jade fan and give it to you, the Holy Master!"

Everything is so well mannered!Seeing the spirit of the Holy Master in front of him, Yin Wenmao became unhappy!

He was not happy. Besides that Dongfang Yexiu, there were more men who were attracted to that woman.

"how is she?"

After taking the white jade fan, Zi Yangsong asked lightly.

"She's fine! She's in a good mood!"

Yin Wenmao answered quickly.

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"Oh! Very good? In a good mood? I don't think so!"

Clapping the fan in his hand, Zi Yangsong smiled and said ---

No, she couldn't be in a good mood!

Before Yin Wenmao could speak again, he had already spoken again: "She won't be happy! I think what she is thinking at the moment is how to get revenge, how to provoke a war between the Phoenix clan and the elves!"

What he said was extremely light and unintentional——

But it was betrayed by the creaking white jade fan!

"Then it depends on you, whether to start this war or not?"

Yin Wenmao asked, but he didn't care!

No matter how this war goes on, what he has to do is to support her forever, right?

"Everything, just follow the fate! ----- What should come, can't be avoided, can't it?"

Ziyang Song said with a smile --- there was a lot of exhaustion in his voice.

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Taking a deep look at the man in front of him, this is the first time he met, Yin Wenmao said again: "You are not the same as us, you have too many shoulders, I wish you good luck!"

After finishing speaking, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was regarded as appreciation among men--

Then he turned and left--

After death, Ziyangsong didn't speak again, nor did he try to keep him--

Yes, he shoulders too much, and he can get very little, very little---

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When Yin Wenmao turned around to leave, a figure suddenly walked out of the back hall of the house.

"Are you afraid of him?"

Ping Lingduo looked at Zi Yangsong and opened his mouth, the anger between his brows was flourishing.

"I'm not afraid of him, I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid you'll disappear if you're not careful, I'm afraid I'm sorry for my mother!"

What Ziyangsong returned to him was this reply.

But it has aroused Ping Lingduo's anger even more: "You don't talk to me with high-sounding words. If you don't let the elves become stronger, you will be really sorry for mother. If you don't let the wizard die, you will be really sorry for us. Father—I'm sorry for the elf throne they left behind!" He suddenly walked up to Ziyang Song and whispered angrily, but he was afraid that someone outside would hear—— he had to suppress his emotions——