IX Cultivation

It is a kind of fate.Wan Ling stood on the edge of the purification pool, and the crystal clear water drops scrambled to slide down the man's perfect texture, and the water drops rolled down from his feet soaked into the ground made of spar.

"Immortal." After seeing the man coming out, Outong, who was serving at the side, stepped forward obediently, and presented the clothes in his hands. The red string golden bells tied with two flower buds on his head are cute. Shaking extremely, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Wan Ling lowered his eyes, and just opened his hands, the clothes floated up on their own, and they were put on the man. The blue belt and headband were all tied on, and Wan Ling's waist, which was slightly thinner than that of ordinary men, was tied up. The limbs are outlined, and at the same time, the snow-white pointed ears are exposed.

Ou Tong did not speak from the beginning to the end, although there was still a lovely blush on his baby fat face, but his eyes were as indifferent as a man's, and he was like the Ou Tong who was pinched by the emperor in the past and hid behind the man. , not quite the same.

"...Will it be ugly?"

Suddenly, the man stood still in front of the full-length mirror that he had transformed into. Looking at himself in the mirror, the slender hand slowly stroked his left cheek. There was a tattoo on the left cheek that could not be removed. After the tattoo touched the water in the purification pool, it actually swelled up as if it had deteriorated. At this point, Wan Ling's left face...was ruined.

On the smooth skin are blue-black lines like scars that have not grown well, winding up from behind the ears to the cheeks, feeling uneven to the touch, incompatible with the affectionate eyes at the end of the eyes, as if it is a good girl The black spots in the jade are very eye-catching.

Outong blinked his big clear eyes, opened his small mouth for a long time, and was about to answer the man, saying "it's not ugly", but someone said it before him:

"Immortals are the most beautiful no matter what." Long Jun appeared here at some time, holding a quiet baby with silver-white hair in his arms, standing behind the man , directly kissed the tattoo on the man's left face, and then whispered a few words in the man's ear, which made the always cold-hearted Wanling Immortal chuckle and look away from the mirror, with reddish ears.

Ou Tong seemed to be forgotten again, quietly following behind the man and Lord Long, with his eyes downcast, his slender and thick eyelashes slightly upturned, his gaze kept watching the footsteps of Immortal of All Souls and Lord Long walking together.

In fact, Wan Ling never cared about appearances such as appearance. When the question came out of his mouth, Wan Ling was a little confused, but suddenly remembered that sometimes Long Jun looked at his face in a daze. appearance, so he was also a little speechless to himself.

But if you like it, you like it, and if you don’t love it, you don’t love it. Wan Ling is always very frank when dealing with the first relationship he has promised seriously. Obvious.

For example, he really didn't hide most of the things from Long Jun. After poking Lingshi's soft face, he would tell Long Jun in a serious manner that he seemed to have been sucked out of the milk by the devil's fetus before. Delong Jun's handsome, paralyzed face was flushed, and he quickly covered his nose.

For example, after seeing Lord Long's reaction like this, Immortal Wan Ling's awakened strange attribute suddenly flared up, and said softly, "Do you want to drink, Lord Long?"

Long Jun was stunned, held the man's hand for a long while, and pressed his forehead against the man's forehead. The palm of the man's hand was sweating slightly, and his voice was low but pleading, and said: "Immortal, I... want to I want...a dragon egg."

"Of course, not now."

"It's just that I want..." Long Jun's chatter in the human world suddenly became ineffective, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

But Wan Ling only said lightly: "It hurts when I was born." Long Jun didn't mention it anymore.

Afterwards, Wan Ling handed the spirit stone to Ou Tong, and asked Long Jun to go back to his South China Sea to deal with the things he had tossed about, while he went to find the Emperor of Heaven.

Ou Tong followed Wan Ling's footsteps, and looked at the Lingshi in his arms. His eyes were silent and difficult to guess. He himself was just a little thing that had only reached Wanling's thigh. It is even more lovable.

Wan Ling has never hugged a Lingshi, this kind of fragile looking thing, except for his own big tail, Wan Ling is afraid that he will die if he is not careful.

He stood in front of the Heavenly Emperor's bedroom, asked Outong to wait outside, and then pushed the door straight in. This has always been the case in the past. No matter how stupid the Heavenly Emperor is, he still has the strength to know who is coming before others approach. However, this time it was very strange that an enchantment with strange power fluctuations was opened outside his bedroom.

As soon as Wan Ling was puzzled, the Heavenly Emperor's lazy voice came from the bedroom, as if he hadn't woken up yet:

"The Myriad Spirit Immortal came, but what's the matter?"

Wan Ling said: "About Lingshi."

"Let's talk about this matter later, I will call you at that time, let's leave first." After the Emperor of Heaven finished speaking, there was no movement. In the palace in Yunsili, there was no sound of whimpering from anyone in the palace.

In the palace, someone hugged the person who was submerged in the soft bedding on the bed, with a gentle and sweet voice, as if coquettish: "Brother, do you see how I imitated your speech just now, does it sound like it?"

The limbs of the naked man who was picked up were severed at the joints and still bleeding. His arms were gone from the shoulders, and the only thing that could move was his neck, and the severed limbs were neatly arranged. Putting it on the bedside, there was still a beautiful collar tied around his neck, strangled tightly into the flesh, his lips were parted, but he couldn't make any sound, his eyes were full of panic and mist, he resisted but was powerless.

"My brother used to like to hug me the most, now I hug my brother, Tianyin is so happy." Among the twins, the young man who called himself Tianyin rubbed the tear-stained cheek of the Emperor of Heaven, sighed, and played with the cross of the emperor's severed limb. Section, and then greedily licked, "Brother doesn't need hands and feet in the first place, what a hindrance, always disobedient."

After that, Tianyin put the Emperor of Heaven on her lap and sat down, picked up a table of fruits on the table and fed it to the Emperor of Heaven.

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes widened suddenly, and his lips were tightly closed, refusing to open them no matter what.

The young man was quite aggrieved, but the movements of his hands were extremely fierce. He easily removed the emperor's jaw, and then squeezed the fruits on the table into juice and put them into the emperor's mouth one by one, saying: "Tianyin is clearly looking forward to it, brother How can you refuse? If you dare to refuse me, I will...fuck you to death." Tianyin said the last three words in the ear of the emperor, and the tone of the first half of the sentence is completely different!

"Hmm..." The Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes with ashen face, but he seemed to be able to foresee that he would lie on the bed forever like a sow in the future, either being fucked or giving birth to a miserable future.

127. God's tricks

The Emperor of Heaven is now lying alone on his big soft bed.

This big bed was made for him by the Emperor of Heaven, and it was covered with the fluff of all the cranes in the Jiuchongtian. It was made into a mattress by Xuannv, and the thin quilt and pillows were made of silk gauze from the deep sea. It is the artifact Youmeng Fairy Pillow, made of thousand-year-old jade, with countless star-like pendants hanging on the bedside.

Usually, the emperor of heaven likes to lie here with his legs crossed, eat some snacks, watch all kinds of interesting things in the world, and then enter the dreams of some emperors' homes in his dreams, leaving a little bit to make them happy or sad The prophecy of Chenghe.

The Emperor of Heaven felt that he was very successful as the king of heaven and earth, and his relationship with other realms was fairly friendly. He had countless gods under him, friends, confidants, loyal ministers and mighty generals. He lacked everything, but he had a heaven Big troubles, like terminal illnesses, cannot be eradicated.

The terminally ill name is Tianyin.

Maybe...it can also be called peach color.

On the big bed where the Emperor of Heaven is lying now, Tianyin has taken away the sticky and disgusting things such as blood and meat residues before, and the whole palace has a new look. Even the air is filled with the fragrance of the Emperor's favorite flowers, which is light and not greasy. , making people feel refreshed.

However, as soon as the Emperor of Heaven turned his head, he saw that his younger brother who had the same face as him was sitting at the table, his movements were elegant, and he was eating his severed limbs with an unspeakable temperament.

Even if the Emperor of Heaven is in such a good environment, he will never be happy again.

Those are his hands and legs!It was just, not long ago, a few minutes before Wan Ling came, was pulled out by Tianyin together with the soul.

In other words, even if he is the Emperor of Heaven, he will never grow back.

The Emperor of Heaven had expected that one day, Tianyin's 'illness' would be much more serious than he imagined.It is almost impossible to talk to him. Of course, it may be his own crimes and he cannot live.

In the beginning, they all had no appearance, no body, just two balls of energy, and then gradually formed, Tianyin was attached to him since childhood, so even the appearance began to be exactly the same as him involuntarily.

At the beginning of the world, in the desolation of chaos, there were only the two of them, as if this world existed for them, but later, other lives gradually appeared, and the Emperor of Heaven was very curious about them, and he was born with a heart of compassion. Yin, however, seemed to never grow up. He needed the help of the Heavenly Emperor in everything, the company of the Heavenly Emperor, and the dedication of the Heavenly Emperor to him.

If not, Tianyin will act like a baby, lose her temper, and cry, but she is still a child. Every time the Emperor of Heaven is coaxed, she will go back to her old ways. Plan life in this world.

Later, when the pattern was first formed, the Heavenly Emperor satisfies Tianyin's wish for the two of them to be alone with a resting attitude, and then another