Ji Liao watched all this with cold eyes.
The aura of this woman named Xu has reached the late Nascent Soul stage. Judging from the names the two people called her, this woman's status should be high among the snake clan.
And since this woman arrived here, she has never let go of the little girl's hand next to her. Moreover, Ji Liao also noticed that the woman always sent out a ray of consciousness to pay attention to him, as if she was afraid that she would be injured suddenly. This little girl is average.
Ji Liao was thinking rapidly in his mind, secretly guessing the identity of the little girl.
Judging from this situation, this little girl may be the child of this woman, or the child of some big shot.
If this little girl is that woman's child, it's okay, and it makes sense, but if it's the second case... if a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage can be sent to protect her, then this little girl's identity is definitely extremely noble or extremely powerful. important.
When Ji Liao heard the man and woman calling the little girl a goddess, his heart suddenly moved, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the little girl up and down.
He still remembers the vision of heaven and earth three years ago. What can trigger that vision is definitely a sign of the birth of a person with extraordinary talents.
Now it seems that this little girl is no more than three or four years old. Ji Liao immediately made a decision in his heart. With an inadvertent flash of his eyes, he quietly picked up a scattered stone, and then the corners of his mouth were not easy. He noticed and sneered.
"Look, Ling'er, this is the human race!" At this time, the woman surnamed Xu leaned over and pointed at Ji Liao and said.
Zhen Ling'er's big eyes sparkled with flawless light, and she looked at Ji Liao intently, as if she wanted to see the difference between him and herself.
"Why do his eyes look like that?" Zhen Ling'er looked at Ji Liao, stretched out her hand, pointed at Ji Liao's eyes and asked.
"Because he is from the human race! He is different from us!" the woman surnamed Xu replied softly.
"Oh, it turns out that the human race's eyes are different from ours!" Zhen Ling'er said lightly, and then asked, "Then do he have scales on his body?"
The woman surnamed Xu was delighted when she heard this, "No."
"That's really weird. I saw that our tribe members all have scales on their bodies. My mother has a big one on her arm."
"Hahaha, you will know when you grow up." The woman surnamed Xu was amused by Zhen Ling'er's words, and rubbed Zhen Ling'er's little hand and said.
"Hahaha!" At this moment, Ji Liao also laughed loudly.
The big one and the small one were stunned at the same time by the sudden laughter.
Then, the woman surnamed Xu turned cold and scolded in a cold voice, "Why are you laughing!"
"Hahaha, why am I laughing..." Ji Liao said, and then continued, "I'm laughing at you monster clan for not being able to recognize yourself. When this little girl grows up, she will know who you monster clan are. Something.”
"Bold!" The woman surnamed Xu was furious when she heard this and shouted loudly.
"If I'm not bold, how dare I kill your snake king's son, hahaha!" Ji
Liao was extremely arrogant and laughed loudly.
"You..." the woman surnamed Xu pointed at Ji Liao, "Okay, okay, you still dare to speak nonsense after being suppressed for three years. Today I will wait for the king to teach you a lesson."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Just use whatever tricks you have. It's been three years. How have I, Ji Liao, ever been afraid of you?"
The woman surnamed Xu didn't say much. She flashed her body and in the next moment she was on top of Ji Liao's head. She released her majestic spiritual pressure, raised her foot and stepped on Ji Liao's head.
At this moment, a cold light flashed in Ji Liao's eyes, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he raised his hand and pointed at Zhen Ling'er.
Just as a whizzing sound was heard, the stone that had been held in his hand for a long time was suddenly thrown out by Ji Liao, hitting Zhen Ling'er directly between the eyebrows.
Ji Liao is so powerful, the momentum of this blow is huge, and the little girl has not yet cultivated, if this blow is hit, she will definitely be killed on the spot.
The face of the woman surnamed Xu changed again, and her heart tightened, but she was not slow to react and couldn't see clearly what she was doing. She returned to Zhen Ling'er the next moment.
With a bang, the stone hit the woman named Xu, shattering into pieces and scattering in all directions.
The woman surnamed Xu felt relieved.
Zhen Ling'er, on the other hand, was frightened. When she reacted, she shuddered, a pair of vertical pupils suddenly opened, and snake scales grew rapidly at the corners of her eyes. At the same time, she opened her mouth and exposed it. Those two extremely long fangs are like animals intimidating each other when they are frightened out of instinct.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's my aunt's fault!" Seeing Zhen Ling'er's appearance, the woman surnamed Xu quickly leaned down and comforted her.
"Hahaha, a demon is a demon, born vulgar! Hahaha." Ji Liao laughed loudly.
"Concubine, how dare you..." When the woman surnamed Xu heard this laughter, her heart suddenly boiled with anger.
The next moment, she appeared in front of Ji Liao again in a flash. She suddenly raised her foot and fell down without waiting for Ji Liao's reaction.
Hearing the sound of bone breaking, Ji Liao's arm twisted strangely again.
"Bang"
The woman surnamed Xu was still angry and kicked Ji Liao in the head again.
This kick was extremely heavy, and the opponent was at the Nascent Soul stage. Ji Liao's head tilted as he was kicked, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. He felt his head was dizzy, and the world was spinning for a while.
"Bang bang bang!"
Another few feet fell.
Looking at Ji Liao at this time, he was already bleeding from his mouth and nose. If he was kicked, he would definitely be dead.
When the woman surnamed Xu saw Ji Liao's appearance, her chest rose slightly, then she retracted her movements and looked at Ji Liao condescendingly.
"If the king is not destined to take your life, I will kill you here."
"A demon is a demon, born vulgar, hehehe..." At this time, Ji Liao was already as angry as a gossamer, but he was still
Repeating what he said before.
"Huh!" The woman surnamed Xu snorted coldly, then turned to look at Zhen Ling'er, put on a smile, and said softly, "Okay Ling'er, let's go back."
Zhen Ling'er had returned to her original appearance at this time, but her face was still pale and she nodded dully.
The woman surnamed Xu didn't say much, she held a spell in her hand, and a white cloud rose up from their feet again, dragging them up into the air.
And just as they were about to leave, Ji Liao suddenly raised his bloody head and shouted loudly, "A demon is a demon, born to be vulgar, hahaha!"
The sound was so loud that it echoed throughout the mountains and forests, and the woman surnamed Xu and Zhen Ling'er heard it clearly.
The woman surnamed Xu looked extremely ugly, so she naturally ignored these words.
But these words were heard in the young Zhen Ling'er's ears, but they were planted in her heart.
Time flies, and another three years pass quietly.
On this day, in a gorgeous courtyard, a girl wearing light gauze, white skin, and very smart appearance was leaning against the window and reading an ancient book. It was Zhen Ling'er.
Now she is six years old and understands some things. She knows that the demon clan has its own domain and is extremely closed. Compared with the outside world of the human world, the life of this demon clan is still in a barbaric state.
In the entire demon clan, not only the demons with low cultivation levels, but even his father, Soaring Snake King Zhen Huantian, are extremely yearning for life in the human world. As long as there is something new from the human race, he will imitate it immediately, and at the same time, he also likes it. Incredible.
The book in Zhen Ling'er's hand at this moment is not a collection of martial arts, but it is a book that has been passed down from the human race and records anecdotes.
With a clatter, Zhen Ling'er turned a page, but suddenly found that it was the last page.
Zhen Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, put the classic book away on the corner of the table, and then looked out the window at the small courtyard with her little head on her hands.
The small courtyard was kept extremely clean. In the center of this gorgeous courtyard, there was a winter plum that had never withered since she could remember.
The winter plums are swaying in the cold wind, and the faint fragrance can be vaguely smelled.
Zhen Ling'er looked at Hanmei in trance, yearning for the human world in her heart.
Suddenly a voice rose in her heart.
"A demon is a demon, born vulgar...!"
Zhen Ling'er thought of the human man who almost killed her when she was three years old. The man's shadow flashed before her eyes, and she whispered, "Are monsters monsters? Are they really born vulgar?"
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