The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

The ancestor of the Li family was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to get angry. There was nothing he could do. When one's cultivation reached the Daozu realm, a small realm gap was like a chasm. What's more, the cultivation of the third elder had already entered the late stage of the Daozu realm, so he was not someone he could afford to provoke.

"I made a mistake, but we have all confirmed that the eldest princess fell into the void rift that year. What if this so-called Holy Lord is an imposter?"

The Li family patriarch hid the anger in his eyes and said.

"The Great Elder has gone to the Far West and will send back news soon. Before then, you two should stay here and wait for news."

The second elder looked at the ancestor of the Li family who was furious but dared not say anything after suffering a loss. There was undisguised sarcasm in his eyes. He waved his sleeves and countless flags flew out, instantly covering the entire Mo family.

"What do you mean? Don't go too far!"

The ancestor of the Mo family watched as the second elder set up a trap above the Mo family with a wave of his hand. Now the entire Mo family could only enter but not leave. He was immediately furious, and the aura of a late-stage Daoist cultivator also poured out, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.

"Advanced to the late stage? No wonder the Mo family is acting more and more arrogantly."

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you. I just don't know if those descendants of your Mo family can bear it."

The third elder felt happy when he saw the ancestor of the Mo family was so angry that his whole body was burning with anger. He hoped that the news was true, so that they, the old guys, would not have to endure the humiliation of the Mo family because of the useless second girl.

"You...you are going too far!"

The ancestor of the Mo family would naturally not fight with these two people here. Not to mention whether he could defeat them, if they really fought here, the first to suffer would be the Mo family below.

The expression on the Mo family's ancestor's face kept changing, but in the end he just flicked his sleeves and went back to the Mo family. The Li family's ancestor followed closely behind him, and then he saw the second elder and the third elder took out a chessboard in the air and actually started playing chess there.

"Go...deliver a message to the Lord of God!"

The ancestor of the Mo family looked at the two people playing chess above his head, his heart sank to the bottom, and he growled orders to the person beside him.

Now I just hope that the so-called Holy Ancestor is a fake, otherwise the Mo family will be in danger!

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In the temple, Mo Feng stopped outside Xian Ling's bedroom and listened to the intermittent baby's mumbling coming from inside. He was a little dazed for a moment. He had not been here since the child was born and his talent was measured. A child who brought him shame could not get his love.

And it was unknown when a rift arose between him and Xian Ling. When did the rift begin?

It seemed to start from the time he took over the affairs of the God Clan, or it seemed to start from the complete collapse of the Lin family. He could no longer remember. In short, he was getting busier and busier, and more and more impatient facing the domineering Xian Ling. After all, he approached Xian Ling with a purpose from the very beginning. When the purpose was not achieved, he would endure and try to please her deliberately. But when he got what he wanted and Xian Ling gradually lost her value, he became more and more impatient to face her. As time went on, a gap naturally arose between the two of them.

Everything was fine originally. He got the power and status he wanted. Xian Ling was sidelined by him and only had the title of God Emperor left. If it weren't for those old immortals in the forbidden area, Xian Ling, who had lost her usefulness, could have completely disappeared from this world. At that time, he could have any kind of woman he wanted, and she would definitely be able to give birth to a talented child. But why did Xian Hua come back?

Since she was already dead, why didn't she die completely?

Thinking of Xianhua, the face of that woman emerged involuntarily in his mind. She was always indifferent, and had a stern face at a young age. Only when facing Xianling and him would she show her gentle side. She was extremely beautiful and talented, an existence that he could hardly reach. She was a woman standing in the clouds. When facing Xianhua, he would always feel inferior in his heart, but also have a secret pleasure, because such a woman like a flower on the high mountain was his fiancée, and would become his woman one day in the future. He was often so excited about this that he couldn't sleep at night.

But she was too outstanding, a woman he could never control. For the sake of the family, he had to focus on Xianling. Compared to Xianhua, Xianling was much easier to control. She was selfish and stupid, and she and he killed the sister who raised her with their own hands. He was heartbroken and reluctant at that time, but he had to do so for the sake of the family.

He liked Xianling's stupidity and hated her viciousness, so when she gave birth, he had already decided to kill the mother and save the child. But she was lucky and gave birth to the child herself. Well, after all, it was better to have her to bear Xianhua's anger with him than to face it alone. Besides, Xianling was raised by her, and he didn't believe that Xianhua could do that to her own sister.

Thinking of this, Mo Feng stepped into the hall. He deliberately increased the weight of his steps, but Xian Ling, who was holding the child in front of the cradle and teasing him, seemed unaware and was only teasing the baby in her arms.

"Ling'er..."

Seeing that Xian Ling had been ignoring him, Mo Feng clenched his fists and had to speak first. He stretched out his hand to touch the baby's fair and tender cheek, but Xian Ling dodged sideways.

"Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Are you blaming me for not visiting you and your son during this period? As you know, I've been busy with affairs in the region recently, and I really can't get away."

Mo Feng didn't get angry when he saw Xian Ling's look. Instead, he showed a doting smile and coaxed her softly.

"Mo Feng, please stop being hypocritical. It makes me sick."

Xian Ling held the child and moved away from Mo Feng, looking at him sarcastically.

"Ling'er!"

Mo Feng frowned upon hearing that, and his tone became heavier, with displeasure in his eyes. After these years of being influenced by this, he also developed a kind of awe-inspiring aura, which was frightening to look at. At least the palace people around him were trembling with fear because of this.

"Humph, don't think I don't know what you've been busy with recently. Do you need me to tell you whose child that bitch from the Li family is carrying?"

Xian Ling was not annoyed when she saw Mo Feng was angry. She even felt a little happy in her heart. She looked directly at the disgust in Mo Feng's eyes without disguising it.

"you……"

Mo Feng felt ashamed under Xian Ling's gaze, and his face turned red with shame and anger.

"When did you know that?"

The veins on Mo Feng's forehead were throbbing, and he glanced at the palace maids around him, scaring them all to crawl on the ground.

"What are you looking at them for? Aren't these the people you arranged to monitor me day and night? How could they pass on information to me?"

"But Mo Feng, have you forgotten who this temple belongs to? Do you think that just because you live here for a few days, it will become yours? Don't forget who gave you the title of so-called God. You are just occupying someone else's nest. Do you really think you are so great?"