Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"I really need to calculate whether it has been a bad time in recent years." Leng Yetong raised a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, shook his head lightly, rubbed his temples with one hand, and felt sleepy for three days without sleep.

With a squeak, the door of the study was gently opened, and Xiyue held the refreshing tea in her hand, put it on the table, and said with distressed expression, "Master, take a rest, If you go on like this, you will collapse. "

"I'm not tired, you go down first." Leng Yetong rubbed his temples with his hands, then sat up and raised his hand to pick up the tea that Xiyue had just delivered, and took out a messy book placed on the case, carefully. Read every word above. Xiyue looked at her like this, and she stopped talking a few times, but she sighed back, sighed silently, blessed her body, and shook her head helplessly and went out. She understood that no matter What she said was futile, as long as the master decided what no one could change.

"Yes, the son-in-law." On the ancient scroll, there are few words and simple drawings on the battle of the ancient gods and demons 10,000 years ago. The son-in-law is nourished and produced by the son-in-law's spiritual power. The descendants of God are not among the immortals, but they are above ordinary people. They have no old looks and immortal life. They can compete with God's mana. Among them, the saint and the five ancestors have the strongest ability to protect the law. Others look at themselves. Talent and effort. The records on the scroll are only the ancient five gods sealed the magic maggot into chaos. There is nothing about the records of Beichen Moxuan and the blue-eyed child about a thousand years ago, and he sighed softly. No gain, raised his hand, turned a page, and continued to look back.

"Resurrection forbidden surgery, Jiuli family." Turning to the last page of this book, Leng Yetong frowned with the thick touch, carefully examined, and finally opened the page that was stuck to the bottom seal. The things described above made her feel energetic and read the few words carefully. According to the records above, the Jiuli family is the descendant of Chiyou, the ancient demon god, and the magic that they believe in immortalism is incomparable to them, occupying an absolute advantage in the flesh. One of the Jiuli's spells is called Soul Surgery, which can bring people back to life, but it is also because these anti-sky spells have caused them a group of extermination, and the Jiulians who survived are listed as prohibited. , Eternal world must not cast, otherwise it will back to eat its body, causing the gods to anger and extinction.

"Getting back to life? Is it related to Luo Qingrou's death and resurrection?" Leng Yetong's brows froze, one after another, mysteries and doubts hit her, and there were too many things beyond her natural understanding. She It felt like she knew nothing about the world that had survived for sixteen years, as if in a huge net. Everyone might be the one who closed the net. Only herself was a fish that anyone could kill.

"Maybe now, someone can tell me what's going on with all this. But where am I going to find him?" Frowning thoughts for a long time, the flash of silhouette in her mind gave her a glimmer of hope, but Then the question came, every time he appeared somehow, how could he find him?