Heaven Defying Dark Empress

Hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye on the Continent of Gods and Demons.

The ice scepter stands like a Dinghai divine needle in the heavens and the earth, and the releaser is shining brightly, reflecting the aura of the Genting Heavenly Palace.

"Oh, mother, it hurts, it hurts, you lighten it, I'm fine, be careful not to flash your old man’s waist..." A young boy was forced to put his toes on his toes, his head sideways, and was forced in a very twisted posture. Walk forward, yelling while walking.

After a closer look, he found that the young man was almost forcibly lifted away by the stunning woman around him by his ears.

The young man was dressed in white, one head taller than the woman beside him, black hair, high-beamed hair, slumped like ink, lips red and white teeth, facial features are extremely beautiful, beautiful to make the sky and stars sad, this vertical and horizontal **** and demon, stars , The Three Realms of the Undead, and the young man who had cultivated as an emperor in the shortest time possible, was like a chicken at this time, being twisted off by his mother's ears, with a face full of ingratuation.

It's not that you can't resist, just knowing that the consequences of resisting are more serious, and who else makes his mother unreasonable, only knowing that the husband who helps his wife is there.

These two people are not exactly Ling Wushuang and Lou Lingfeng’s mother and son. Due to the reasons of longevity and cultivation, Lou Lingfeng is still a teenager now. The unruly and unruly appearance is not like the cold face of Shura Lou Junyan. Like Ling Wushuang in menswear.

It's totally a scourge.

"哧—"

The ears are finally free.

It’s just that the broken thoughts came again, "Lou Lingfeng! Tell me, how old you are, you will be three hundred years old, not three years old! Can you give your old lady peace of mind? I take care of the Three Realms every day. Little things, big and small, running around the world, and looking back to clean up your mess, you, you really want to **** me off!"

"The mother's queen calms down." Lou Lingfeng leaned forward doglegs, his handsome face was so beautiful that the sun and the moon were smiling, and helpless, "You can't blame me."

"What is going on with the disaster in the East Desolate Sea, dare you say it has nothing to do with you." Ling Wu was expressionless.

Lou Lingfeng said, "What is the princess called, she just glanced at me, and she has to follow me, of course I will not follow me!" The boy said righteously, "She cried so much that the East Wilderness It's almost flooded, what can I do."

"What about the avalanche of thousands of miles in Beihai." Ling Wushuang said coldly.

Lou Lingfeng continued to explain, "Isn't this boring? Just go for a stroll at Grandpa's place, eh." He said and clapped his hands. "It's not a coincidence that I ran into Uncle Ling. It’s not that I don’t know, fighting madman, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other, we’ve all been a little bit, a little bit...

Ling Wushuang slapped his son on the head...

"You have many reasons."

"Mother Queen!" Lou Lingfeng had a black face, rubbing the top of his head, "You are getting more and more violent, you are a tyrant."

Is this a mother?

I can't afford to provoke him, he is hiding far away, and he is about to run to the horizon, and he can be caught back.

"I am a tyrant?" Ling Wushuang was so angry that his mouth was crooked and his eyes slanted.

"Hey, don't don't!" Lou Lingfeng immediately recovered his dog-leg appearance, waved again and again, the mother was bluffing, and when the father came, it was all violent storms with real guns and live ammunition. The shadow of his childhood has not disappeared. .

Ling Wushuang gave his son a squinting glance, and went back to the subject, "Go, pack yourself up, and pick up Ling Xi. I have arranged all the places for that girl to live. I will think about the shortcomings and prepare again. "

Although she was unhappy with Mu Tianyin, the child Lingxi was really likable.

"?" Lou Lingfeng was stunned.

Who?

"As far as I mentioned to you, Mu Tianyin's little girl, I have seen her since she was born, she is pink and tender, like that..." Ling Wushuang's mother loves to overflow, but when she mentions her son , Yifei glanced over again, "I tell you, I really like her girl very much, and I saw it at a glance. Your queen's eyes are absolutely correct. You kid show me well, don't Make me dirty."

"My mother, are you serious?" Lou Lingfeng was about to kneel down.

Daughter-in-law, what a joke!

Ling Wushuang's face immediately went cold.

Lou Lingfeng smacked his lips, "It's not...this, I said." He scratched his head, and finally bit the bullet, "You like other girls, but you don't have one. Besides, if you like them, just admit it. Daughter, is it necessary to catch up with my son? I'm not the kid Zixie, I like..."

Seeing his mother's face getting colder and colder, Lou Lingfeng closed his mouth in time.

He is not Zixie. A billion-year-old monster pretends to be tender after reincarnation and hit his sister's idea. Xiao Xi's dead girl is also unwilling to do so, so he was confused by his sugar-coated cannonballs. The father doesn't care.

Hey, it’s easy for him to be an elder brother.

But Lou Lingfeng didn't know at this time. Soon after, he slapped himself in the face severely...

"Will you go?" Ling Wushuang looked over, said nothing, and left three words coldly.

Lou Lingfeng's mouth trembled, and he decided to resist with death, "Don't go."

"Really not going?" Ling Wushuang asked again.

Lou Lingfeng insisted, "Don't go."

Anyway, he died, he was determined not to be oppressed this time.

Ling Wushuang's red lips slowly curled up, and a grinning wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lou Lingfeng suddenly felt the wind and wind around him, his back was cold, and he swallowed and began to consider whether to change his mind, but before he had time to change his mouth, his **** hurts and the handsome boy with a blue face was given to him by a tyrant. Kicked to the rioting sky.

"Come again—"

The voice of the young grievance echoed in the palace for a long time.

Ling Wushuang waved his big hand, and the crack at one end of the riot starry sky was sealed, and the only exit was the cosmic world of flowers.