Chapter 934 Fighting (2)
As Xuan Wuhuan recalled, Naoguaren felt severe pain again, and after regaining consciousness, he reached out and kneaded the center of his eyebrows.

"The tone of that one just now is the same as that of the Holy Son." He muttered to himself, not only did his brows not smooth, but they became more and more wrinkled.

The former told him that he didn't need to hide anything, so as not to make the other party suspect, and the latter also told him that if he pretended not to know, the other party would be suspicious.

Both of them seem to be arrogant and don't take him seriously, they don't give him any proof to explain their identities, they really just let him guess.

It's just how can he guess it!

Xuan Wuhuan finally sighed softly, "Anyway, I can't tell the difference, so I will confess them all as the holy son. The fake ones are fake after all, and sooner or later they will reveal their flaws." His eyes flashed fiercely, "I will definitely kill him at that time." Skinned!"

Xuan Wuhuan himself is an Immortal Immortal, he has his own pride, respecting the Holy Son is nothing more than a slap in the face for a fake Holy Son, how could he let go when the truth is exposed? over each other.

Regardless of Xuan Wuhuan's plan at this time.

The gray-robed man, Quan Lu, is here.

Lingxi sat cross-legged on the ground, enduring the stinging pain all over his body, his lips were pursed blue and white, his eyes gleamed with cold anger, which was hidden by him in a blink of an eye, and he lowered his eyes to prevent others from noticing.

Thousand illusions!

How dare he betray himself! ?
What purpose does he have! ?

Consonance is full of doubts and anger.

The good weather has always made the Son accustomed to controlling everything.

Originally, in his opinion, Qian Huan's cultivation level was not worth mentioning except for his ability to transform and disguise. He was lucky enough to climb up to him, and he should be grateful for his ability and do his best.

He never thought that the other party would betray him, or betray him on such a major matter.

Moreover, he still doesn't know what Qian Huan's purpose is?
Could it be that he is from the Heavenly Demon Palace?
Except for a few people, the people in Tianmo Palace don't know the appearance of Tianmo Supreme, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know Si Ling Guhong.After learning about his plan, he just couldn't get along with himself, so it is also possible to act out such a scene in person.

However, if he just wanted to sabotage his plan, he could leave directly. Why would he arrange a hijacking and go to the Church of the Holy Spirit?
Lingxi couldn't understand Qianhuan's thoughts for a while, but she wasn't afraid.

As long as the other party has a purpose and doesn't want to conflict with his plan, he doesn't mind playing a trick with Qian Huan.

How could a little immortal be his opponent?

Consonance has innate confidence in herself.

"Huh? I finally found out." Not far away, Si Ling Guhong supported his chin with his small hands, smiling harmlessly.

"Little thing, what are you planning!?" Quan Lu, who was by his side anytime and anywhere, asked cautiously and sensitively.

Don't ask him why he is so sensitive.

These days he had had enough of Si Ling Wuxie's torture.

He originally wanted to do something secretly to teach Si Ling Wuxie a lesson, but there was news from Xuan Wuhuan asking him to treat him well, which made him want to cry without tears, and only one person was sad.

"Uncle! I told you that my name is Wuxie, not a little thing." Si Ling Wuxie smiled brightly, and the night seemed to condense the essence of the moon.

This is an unbelievably beautiful child.

Quan Lu shook his head helplessly, but his temper didn't match this beautiful and harmless appearance at all!

"I can call it whatever I want, little thing!" He said angrily.

Siling Wuxie pouted, "Mother said, knowing your mistakes can make you better. Uncle, you will be punished by God if you refuse to correct after repeated admonitions!"

"Heh." Quan Lu smiled sarcastically, "Is it up to you if you are a boy, so what if I call you a little brat?"

Si Ling Wuxie smiled with a deep meaning in his eyes, and curled his lips indifferently, "I committed suicide."

look!look!How free and easy it is to talk about suicide!

Quan Lu wished he could beat the dead child in front of him to death.

"Little..., you, don't tell me if you have the ability, but you committed suicide to show me?!"

Si Ling Wuxie raised his brow casually, "Uncle, are you sure?"

"..." Quan Lu froze.

Siling Wuxie looked at him, and after taking three breaths, he sighed silently, "Then I'll go!"

"Enough!" Quan Lu roared angrily, "Sleep, go to sleep!"

"Bed! Quilt! Hot milk!" Si Ling wrenched his fingers lazily, his voice soft.

Quan Lu blushed, doing everything, cursing in her heart, devil!evildoer!God can't tolerate it!Die badly!

Si Ling Wuxie took the hot milk he handed over and smiled, "Uncle is really a good man!"

"..." A streak of scarlet flowed from the corner of Quanlu's mouth, which was bitten by him unintentionally.

The disciples of the Holy Spirit Hall around were expressionless and lamented silently in their hearts, Boss, you have worked hard...

(End of this chapter)

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