Sang and Ling Qingqing looked at each other, but they didn't know that there was such a saying.

"Why didn't I know there was such a mysterious technique?" Ling Qingqing didn't believe it, "You were not coaxing us, are you?"

Although Sang had never heard of the ties of relatives in the world, she believed in her master and would never speak nonsense with his character.

"There are even endless mystery of marriage in the world, let alone blood ties, master, please." Sang stretched out his hand.

Yan Hui Zhenjun looked at them, suddenly pointed at his eyebrows, and a clear light shone brightly, and he actually changed his appearance.

Sang Dawei was surprised and then calmed down again. Since his master was a member of the Spiritual Clan, he should naturally have the characteristics of the Spiritual Clan. He could not see it before, so he probably hid it specially.

Since his father is a human, his characteristics are not as obvious as Ling Qingqing, but his fair and slightly pointed ears that are different from ordinary people, as well as his slightly softer face contour, can still make people see that he is an alien.

Ling Qingqing couldn't help but cover her mouth and smiled: "Our spiritual race is naturally delicate and gentle, but you are so strong. This disguise is really impossible to guess at all."

Yan Hui Zhenjun gave her a blank look: "The spiritual race has a blind date with heaven and earth, and is blessed by heaven, and has the ability to feel the connection between things. Both of your parents are spiritual races, but their talents are not as talented as mine, so how can you laugh?"

"The Spirit Clan is just one of the descendants of the ancient gods. My true spirit is where humans rise and the prehistoric gods decline. The bloodline of the mere spiritual race is naturally not as good as my true spirit." Ling Qingqing said and looked at Sang, "I only admit that my mother was reincarnated in that life."

Sang couldn't help but bow his head, her mother was so nice to her.

"Extend your hand." Yan Hui Zhenjun grabbed a ray of light from his heart, pulled it into thin silk, and then connected the wrists of the two people respectively.

The stream of light flashed on the thin filaments, gradually becoming calm, and finally it became a continuous spot of light of colorful colors, which was even more dazzling than the rainbow in the sky.

Their kinship is unquestionable.

Yan Hui Zhenjun stopped, but there was no joy on his face.

"It turns out that my apprentice's physique is inherited from you." Yan Hui Zhenjun couldn't help but have a headache when he remembered those remarks about "Tianhuang" and "Immortal Cauldron".

He only felt that the two women in front of him were clearly two mountains. If he had to bear it, he would definitely be breathless.

"Your kinship still exists, perhaps because Qingqing Zhenling awakened and chose to retain it." Yan Hui Zhenjun pressed his forehead, "In this way, you must not be met by Emperor Zhoutian at the same time, so it will be troublesome."

Sang Que had an idea and said, "Master, isn't this better? It's rumored that Tianhuang was the decree of the emperor and empress, but if she already had a daughter, then..."

"You mean just let her cover up the spiritual clan's strange image and let her return to the sect with us?" Yan Hui Zhenjun sighed, "I have thought of this method before, but the Golden Feather Inspection Team of the Zhoutian Empire is everywhere. As long as she appears in front of others, she will definitely be discovered."

"So what if they found out? They were looking for Tianhuang, but she was my mother. Could it be that the Zhoutian Empire could still catch people in the Sword Sect by relying on just one imagination?" Sang thought of Li Qingmeng who shot her. After rebeling the sect and surrendering to the empire, he did not dare to appear blatantly within the scope of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect.

Yan Hui Zhenjun shook his head: "It is not enough to refute the reason for capturing the Zhoutian Empire. Once discovered, it will affect the whole body. I, you and my brother, and even the two great immortal sects of Tianxuan Wanjian Guiyi will be implicated."

Sang Wenyan was a little depressed. It was not because Zhou Tian Xian Sect was too domineering, but because the two princes of their empire actually held important positions in the opposing sect. People with normal minds would think this was a conspiracy.

At that time, their group will inevitably be hunted by both sides or even multiple parties, and their fate will be bleak, so how can they talk about their future?

"If you want me to say, it's actually quite simple, but someone doesn't want it." Ling Qingqing held her chin and looked at Yan Huizhenjun with her clear eyes, as if she had something to ask for.

When Yan Hui Zhenjun came into contact with her eye waves, he immediately exploded. He hurriedly covered the strange appearance of his spiritual clan, returned to the image of the upright and serious sword king, and shouted: "No! It didn't work before, and it's even worse now. Don't think I agree with that method."

Sang was curious: "What's the solution?"

"Don't interrupt every child." Ling Qingqing pushed Sang away and did not reach out to create a barrier.

Sang saw golden light shining in front of him, and his master and mother couldn't see clearly in the golden barrier.

She couldn't help but reach out and touched her head, feeling a little confused. Everyone was still talking about things seriously just now, but why did she suddenly leave her alone?

Now she can’t be considered a child in terms of age or cultivation, right?

Unfortunately, no matter how anxious Sang was, the two of them did not intend to include her in the scope of negotiation.

In the barrier.

Yan Hui Zhenjun looked unwilling: "Don't think about it, I will never betray my body because of the difficulties and obstacles in front of me."

Ling Qingqing was shocked when she heard this: "Who told you to betray your body? I mean we are fake marriage. There are so many types of Taoist couples in dual cultivation, and our spiritual energy dual cultivation is also Taoist couples."

"No!" Yan Hui Zhenjun immediately refused, turning his body away without any intention of compromise.

Ling Qingqing stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve: "After so many years, you are still so stubborn. You have not suffered enough in that palace? Only by being able to stretch or bend can you be a real man."

Yan Hui Zhenjun turned his head and looked unwilling to look at her: "You have many fallacies. You suffered such a huge loss in your contract and marriage in your previous life, which made Ah psychologically shady. Now you want to follow in the footsteps?"

"Hehe." Ling Qingqing smiled, but his eyes shone brightly, "Are you different from them? I believe you."

Yan Hui Zhenjun was not confused by him: "But I don't believe in you."

"Do you know I like you?" Ling Qingqing suddenly covered her face, "Oh my God, I'm so shy."

"..." Yan Hui Zhenjun was speechless, "I won't like you anyway, and I didn't see what you liked me. We can't be a Taoist couple, please give up."

"No, I won't give up!" Ling Qingqing herself has the kind of temperament that she doesn't hit the wall and doesn't look back. She finally caught a straightforward man who suits her heart, so she naturally won't let it go.

No matter which life she has been an independent act, she will never compromise, live a very casual life, and can even be said to be a bit selfish.

But she is right.

A person should live a life of great prosperity, and even if he falls in a dim manner, he will not stop fighting.

She lived with Yan Hui Zhenjun for so long and had already figured out his temperament, so she laughed three times and suddenly hugged him.

Sang Zhengbai was bored, staring at Chantu, who was eating fish, suddenly felt his spiritual breath fluctuations, and when he looked up, the barrier was broken, and in the barrier...

Her face was quiet, but her heart had turned into a loudspeaker and screamed wildly, Oh my God!

Chantu stuttered in a small stuttering fish, and said, "They have always been like this, nothing is strange."

Sang's heart was mixed. If this was the countermeasure you discussed, then she would not want to!
Chapter completed!