The villa owner's poisonous magic doctor fairy wife

Chapter 939: Seriously You Lose (1)
In the strange atmosphere, Tang Niannian and others finally arrived at the Holy Child Palace under the leadership of Wu Xie.

Originally, only the Holy Son could live in the Holy Child Hall. If other people wanted to move in, they had to get the Holy Son's permission.

Wu Li walked close to the Holy Child Hall first, and found that the taboos around the palace did not block his way, so he realized that this matter was indeed allowed by the Holy Son, turned his head and smiled and said to Tang Niannian and others: "Everyone, please."

The Holy Child's Palace is naturally the most luxurious and majestic existence in the Holy Spirit Hall. Just a palace is so huge that the naked eye can't see it clearly.

The so-called beautiful mountains and clear waters, Qionglou Yuyu is nothing more than that. It has both the beauty of the Taoyuan and the fairyland, and the majestic grandeur.

As soon as he entered the Holy Child Hall, Si Ling Wuxie had already chosen a place to live without any arrangements from Wu Xie, and said with a smile, "I want to live here."

Wu Xie took a look and found that it was the resting place of the original Holy Son.

The child's behavior from beginning to end seemed to hint at himself, his true identity.

Wu Xi was in doubt.

Isn't the purpose of Shengzi's disguise to prevent Tang Niannian and the others from recognizing his identity?

Not only she can see this child's behavior, Tang Niannian and the others can also see it, so isn't he afraid of being suspected by them?

"Huh!?" Wu Li's thoughts changed, and then she was shocked.

Why would I care if Tang Niannian suspected him or not! ?

Wouldn't it be a good time if Tang Niannian suspected him?

In this case, the Holy Son's plan is tantamount to success, and this person has naturally become the Holy Son's scapegoat.

The more Wu Xi thought about it, the more confused he became, squinting at Si Ling Wuxie, pretending to be unintentional and saying: "Young master, this is the residence of the Holy Son."

Si Ling Wuxie's expression didn't change at all, and he asked doubtfully, "The Holy Son lives here now?"

Wu Xie shook his head.

Siling Wuxie looked at her with a smile.

Without words, Wu Xie understood what he meant—the Holy Son didn't live here, this place is empty, since it is empty, why can't he live here?
Wu Xi was helpless, without the order of the Holy Son, she really didn't know how to deal with this matter, and finally chose the same method as before, "In this way, everyone will live here."

Anyway, there is always one of them who is the real Son.

This arrangement remains unanswered.

The hall of the Holy Son is big, and so is the residence where the Holy Son rests. Although there is only one wing room where the Holy Son mainly rests, Wu Li does not intend to care about who lives in the end. Anyway, it is enough for her to do what she is supposed to do. .

As the saying goes, say more and make more mistakes, say less and make fewer mistakes, and the same is true for doing things.

There are no maidservants in the Holy Son Hall, and Wu Xi didn't deliberately arrange them. Before leaving, she said to everyone: "The Holy Son is busy these days, so I can't meet you for the time being, but the Holy Son has passed on a message. You are the Holy Spirit Church." VIPs, except for the forbidden area, you can move around freely in other positions of the Holy Spirit Hall."

As soon as she left, it was getting late.

Siling Guhong carried Tang Niannian into the palace at will, completely ignoring the others.

Tang Niannian rested her chin on Si Ling Guhong's shoulder, looked at Si Ling Wuxie, and warned, "Wash up early and go to bed."

"Understood, mother!" Si Ling Wuxie replied with a smile, "I'll go and play with Qisheng and I'll come back, mother, don't worry about me." Seeing Tang Niannian's figure being carried away by Si Ling Guhong, he Looking back at Lingxi, he said, "Aunt Lingxi, let's go play together!"

Lingxi's eyes flashed, and he said softly: "Okay."

Wu Hao didn't know what to do, and when he heard what the two said, he thought about following them, but Lingxi's glance over him made him freeze, and after a moment of stupefaction, Si Ling Wuxie and Lingxi had disappeared.

"Consonance is really getting weirder and weirder." Wu Hao muttered, and soon felt relieved.

Hey, with a terrifying enemy like the Holy Son, it's not surprising that a lonely little girl has a weird temper.

He looked around and entered a room at random, ready to take a good rest and relieve the pressure and tension along the way.

Who would have thought that he had just entered the wing room, before he let out a slow breath, a black light flashed in front of his eyes, and he was strangled by someone, his mind was blank, and he had been thrown away when he woke up. Entering a damp and cold place, even the bones were frozen in an instant.

"Ah?" Wu Hao didn't know what happened, his face was full of surprise and panic, "What are you doing?"

He saw clearly where he was now, a place that was enough to be understood at a glance - the prison cell.

This cell is of course different from the cells of mortals. At first, Wu Hao was uncomfortably cold and trembling all over. After a while, the surrounding area was scorching hot. This scorching heat can be felt not only on the skin and body, but also on the soul. Physical|physical and mental torture.

The figures outside the cell were indistinct, and the voice was emotionless, "The Holy Son has an order, treat him well, just don't die."

"Understood." The two responded with a cold smile, a kind of nervousness that made one's hair stand on end.

Wu Hao is not a pure and kind person, he understands the meaning of the so-called 'treat him well, don't die'.

This meant to torture him well, not let him die, if necessary, his life would be better than death.

Shocked, frightened and angry, Wu Hao roared loudly, "What are you doing? I am a distinguished guest invited by your holy son. That Lord Wu can prove that you have arrested the wrong person. You have arrested the wrong person."

The black shadow outside chuckled, the laughter didn't give people any good impression, but instead made people feel a chill, "Your name is Wu Hao, Da Luo Jinxian's early stage cultivation, was born in Haoli City, entered the Dragon Carp Sect at the age of eight ..."

As the man's words came out little by little, Wu Hao's heart became heavier and heavier, his expression was desperate, and a ray of inextinguishable hatred flashed in the depths of his dim eyes.

He knew that if the Holy Son wanted to deal with him, he couldn't resist, but he didn't understand why the other party treated him like this because he had nothing to do with the Holy Son.

Is it because of consonance?Or was it because Tang Nian missed them?

(End of this chapter)