"Your tears are sweet." Meng Ji looked at Li Ye's dream, "This child's willpower is the strongest I have seen in hundreds of years."
Feng Wu smiled, her peach-blossom eyes filled with water mist as she looked at the little baby in the picture lovingly, "Because I am very happy, so my tears are sweet." God sent her to this time and space and gave her the best gift in the world.
A good gift is Feng Liye! Her son!
Meng Ji smiled proudly, "What a pity..."
"What's the pity?"
Staring at Feng Wu's face, Meng Ji said word by word, "It's a pity that he is a dark mage and is not blessed!"
"Unblessed existence? What do you mean?" Feng Wu grabbed Meng Ji with both hands and eagerly wanted to know the answer.
Meng Ji's figure reorganized behind Feng Wu, and it was deeply engraved in Feng Wu's mind like a magic sound, "Because her mother is a soul master, how could a dark-type mother give birth to a light-type son?"
?Um?"
"Hahahaha, I am looking forward to our transaction process more and more." Meng Ji laughed wildly, and the face of the cloned Feng Wu became distorted, and slowly disappeared from Feng Wu's eyes.
Meng Ji's words, 'Unblessed existence!' have been swirling in Feng Wu's mind for a long time. How is that possible! How could her son be unblessed! If it is really not recognized by God, then she will defy heaven!
After gathering her emotions, Feng Wu pointed her finger at Nan Lingjue's body. She wanted to see what Nan Lingjue's nightmare was!
In the black space, Nan Lingjue was sitting in the corner, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. The broken hair on his forehead was already soaked with sweat. His legs were alternating, and his right hand was placed on his foot to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Feng Wu frowned, why couldn't he see Nan Lingjue's dream?
Meng Ji's ghostly figure appeared in front of Nan Lingjue. She stretched out her hands, wanting to touch Nan Lingjue's face, but was forced not to come near by his disgusted eyes.
Meng Ji touched her face, smiling like a flower and looking like a little woman, "Jue, why are you so brave? Isn't it a good idea to let me redeem you like your dream?"
Bah, Feng Wu broke into pieces, Meng Ji, a damn woman, actually used her face to seduce Nan Lingjue!
She just said, why does this female devil's face look exactly like hers? It's because she can't let Nan Lingjue be like a dream!
Nan Lingjue smiled disdainfully, lifted Meng Ji's chin with his right hand, and said in a cold voice without any emotion, "This face is dirty!"
"You!" Meng Ji wanted to break free from his imprisonment, but found that it was in vain.
Nan Lingjue approached her, his sinister smile was frightening, and he slowly tightened his right hand, "I can crush your dreams with just a flip of my hand!" With a push from behind, Meng Ji was thrown away by her.
Feng Wu was stunned for a moment. This was the first time she saw such a terrifying Nan Lingjue. Thinking of her attitude towards Nan Lingjue, she thought... Fortunately, this man was in a good mood and didn't pinch himself to death!
Meng Ji smiled instead of being angry, and Feng Wu's face began to see changes. It was a face that was not inferior to Feng Wu's at all, and the black eye shadow added a bit of magic to the whole face.
"The evil master of Xiaoyao Palace is indeed very strong, and beauty doesn't work. I really doubt whether you like men." Meng Ji twisted her waist, her fair arm was linked with Nan Lingjue's, and she raised eyebrows at him.
"Want to know?" Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and Nan Lingjue pointed at his face, "Do you think my appearance is just for decoration?"
Uh, Feng Wu's mouth is twitching wildly, can we show off some face? Although you are stunningly beautiful, isn't it awkward for a man to be overconfident in your appearance?
Looking at the sullen expression on his face, Meng Ji's face turned the color of pig liver!
Yes, women will be jealous when they see his face! Sure enough, seductive men also want to look at each other!
Meng Ji gritted her teeth, "You will regret offending me today!"
He shrugged nonchalantly, "I never do anything I regret."
"Sometimes being overconfident is not a good thing." Meng Ji clapped her hands, and Feng Wu felt herself being pulled into the scene in front of her by an attraction.
He lost his footing and was about to fall. He grabbed it hurriedly and threw himself into Nan Lingjue's arms. He raised his head and smiled awkwardly at Nan Lingjue, "It's a mistake."
Nan Lingjue was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand. Just when Feng Wu thought he would be rough with her, a cold palm fell on the top of her head.
Seeing how she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, Nan Lingjue rubbed her head mischievously.
Feng Wu opened her eyes suddenly, opened Nan Lingjue's hand, and said angrily, "You can't cut off your head, but don't mess up your hairstyle." She probably turned her into a crazy woman.
"Hey, when did Xiao Wuzi become so courageous? Why didn't I notice it?" What logic? Hair is more important than life?
Feng Wu put her hands on her hips and raised her head proudly, "That's it." Wait, something seems wrong...
The voice behind her said with great resentment, turned around awkwardly, and Feng Wu asked tentatively, "Have you agreed to my deal?"
"What deal?" What deal did this stupid girl make with this dream-weaving woman behind his back?
Meng Ji looked at Nan Lingjue and nodded, "I said you would regret for offending me today." She was expecting such a proud man to surrender in front of her, but what made him moved, and her hand
It is Feng Wu’s heart that is held in his hand!
Looking at Meng Ji's determined smile, Nan Lingjue looked at Feng Wu warily, and he vaguely felt that something troublesome had arisen.
Feng Wu scratched her head, "Actually, there was no deal. Really, I just took her out, and she let us out, um... no more." Seeing that she had confessed honestly, she still looked like she was being tortured to extract a confession, which was really serious.
Is she afraid of him?!
Nan Lingjue raised an eyebrow, "Is it that simple?"
"Well, it's really that simple!"
Meng Ji urged impatiently, "Do you still want to leave?"
"Let's go! Get my son here first!" Feng Wu didn't forget that her son was also here.
Meng Ji intertwined her thumb and middle finger, and with a snap, like a magic trick, the next moment a small ball of flesh fell directly into Nan Lingjue's arms.
"Eh? It's you?!" Due to inertia, Li Ye grabbed Nan Lingjue's arm and felt inexplicably relieved after seeing his face clearly.
Li Ye turned his head and saw his mother was there. He immediately broke away from Nan Lingjue's arms, hugged Feng Wu's thigh and cried out, "Mother, are you okay? My child, my child is incompetent..." His mother was injured again.
Already.
"I asked, can you family of three go out for a reunion? Isn't it irritating?" Meng Ji obviously didn't want to watch their family's intimate drama anymore!
Patting her son on the back to comfort him, Feng Wu stood in front of her son and raised the Blood Rakshasa on her right hand, "You should be able to go in, right?" If she guessed correctly, Meng Ji should have been a soul master during her lifetime.
, she still remembers Meng Ji’s excited expression when she noticed the blood Rakshasa on her hand for the first time.
Meng Ji couldn't wait to turn into a wisp of smoke and fly into the Blood Rakshasa. As she disappeared, the space began to tremble violently.