The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

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——

"The wizard cannot be killed for the time being!"

Suddenly, Ziyangsong looked at Ping Lingduo and said resolutely, his voice was full of things that cannot be ignored.

It's just that without an explanation, it is most likely to arouse people's incomprehension.

"Wizards are the scourge of our elves. If we don't get rid of her, we will never be liberated!"

Looking directly at the man in front of him with cold and serious eyes, Ping Lingduo said angrily---in his heart, it seemed that he had never looked down on such a brother Fei, only humiliation.

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Silence!

Ziyangsong did not continue to explain, but looked at the white jade fan in his hand, his eyes glowed brightly: "This is my father's favorite white jade fan, and the white jade finger in your hand is also my father's. I know, you have always wanted to get this fan in your heart, and now, it's time to give it to you!"

After finishing speaking, he slowly stood up and stretched out the fan in his hand--the corners of his eyes and mouth were full of smiles--a gentle smile--

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"You don't want it?"

After a long time, after looking at it for a long time, Ping Lingduo spoke, his eyes fixed on the white jade fan without blinking, making it impossible to see the emotion in it.

"I want it, why don't I want it? We are brothers. Putting it on you is the same as putting it on me. You must protect it. What I want to say is that you should take the common people of my elves as the main ones. Although this white jade fan and white jade Putting your fingers together, you can penetrate infinite qi techniques, but they are just rumors, you have to be careful!"

Looking at the younger brother who looks exactly like him, Ziyangsong spoke with the most sincere feelings in his heart, and only hoped that he could think about the beauty of human nature when he was quiet.

since childhood. , he was wandering outside, but when he came back, he brought back his mother's ashes, and made his father vomit blood and leave on the spot--you know, he suffered a lot when he was away--no more than he who was regarded as a coffin in the palace. It's hard to suffer for a different kind of brother ---

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Pingling took a deep look at Ziyangsong, raised his hand, and touched the white jade fan---

But when he was about to get it in his hand, he put it down again for some reason---

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down what was in his heart - his heart was full of struggles.

Then, he raised his hand, stretched out his hand, and the white jade finger in the palm of his hand lay there, emitting a soft light.

"I want to exchange with you. Although I look down on a brother like you, I am bound by fate. I, Pingling, am not such an unreasonable person. Give me the white jade fan, and this for you!"

While speaking, he had already put the white jade finger in Ziyangsong's hand, and at the same time took the white jade fan into his hand, turned around and strode away---

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Watching him leave, and looking down at the white jade finger that was still glowing in the palm of his hand, Ziyangsong's eyes are full, is it, puzzled---

Although they are brothers, they seem like strangers. He doesn't seem to know his younger brother at all---