"You just hugged me wrongly! Your whole family hugged me wrongly!"
Su Ling poked her little head out from behind Ling Luo, bared her teeth at Kunpeng, and said, "I was born to my mother, you foreigner, don't try to drive a wedge between our mother and son!"
When Ling Luo saw Su Ling arguing with Kunpeng so energetically, a rather helpless smile appeared on his lips.
She turned her head and looked at Kunpeng, with a slightly apologetic look in her eyes, and said, "I'm sorry, my youngest son is not sensible. You don't want to be like him."
Seeing that Ling Luo's attitude was quite good, Kunpeng finally calmed down a little. His voice was still full of dissatisfaction, and he said: "You three as a family should leave quickly. The Lord of the Wilderness is very merciful and will let you go. Don't do it."
Ignorance. No god cultivator has ever been able to escape from the eyes of the Lord of Desolation. You are already a special case."
Although Ling Luo didn't know what kind of powerful figure the Wild Lord Kunpeng mentioned was, he was certain that he must be the master of the Southern Meteor Mountain.
"We can't leave yet."
Xuanyuan Yu's face was stern, his eyes like black holes looked in Kunpeng's direction, and there was no room for change in his voice.
The prehistoric god-blooded ferocious beast was so proud that it suddenly turned its head and glared at Xuanyuan Yu with eyes filled with gold, and its voice sounded like a bell ringing on the avenue: "Demon, are you going to disobey the Lord of the Wasteland's will?"
Under Kunpeng's pressure, Xuanyuan Yu's face remained unchanged and he said coldly: "My eldest son is still in Nanyun Mountain. I don't know where he is now."
Kunpeng was slightly stunned: "There is another son?"
"Yes, sir, I have a twin brother!" Su Ling stretched out her chubby little hand and waved it at Kunpeng as if in demonstration, "My brother is much stronger than me. Hehe, are you scared?"
The feathers on Kunpeng's neck stood up in an instant, like water poured from gold, and the expression on his face could even be described as wonderful.
"I wonder which mountain your brother climbed to..."
Kunpeng looked thoughtful and sighed secretly, "I don't know which mountain master is as unlucky as me."
Hearing this, Ling Luo wanted to laugh inexplicably.
But when I think about this being someone else's territory, it's really a bit bad to ridicule them so blatantly. After all, my son has caused harm to someone else's mountain, and they didn't make things difficult for us. They have done their best to be benevolent.
"Forget it, anyway, I only sent you here under the order of the Lord of Desolation. Whether you leave or not is your own business." Kunpeng thought openly and put aside all the responsibilities, "From now on.
, whether life or death, anything that happens has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, the ancient ferocious beast with the blood of God shook its golden wings and galloped towards the interior of the Nanyun Mountain. His movements were graceful and graceful, piercing the clouds and the sun.
After watching Kunpeng leave, Ling Luo lowered his head, looked at Su Ling, and asked worriedly: "How did you get lost with your brother?"
Su Ling looked embarrassed. He stretched out a chubby little paw, scratched his head and said, "I don't know either. My father asked us to keep running up that day. I didn't even dare to look back. I'll wait until it's confirmed."
I had already moved away from the old monster Yushi. When I reached the end of the mountain path, I realized that my brother had disappeared."
Ling Luo's face fell, her heart was empty, and her eyes were full of sadness.