Ling Cheng smiled and said, "If you use words inappropriately, you should be punished if you don't learn anything!"

The allusion of the golden house hidden beauty is Liu Che, Emperor Wu of Han, who promised Chen Ajiao that Liu Che wanted to help Ajiao because he needed the help of Princess Guantao of Gyu. After Liu Che ascended the throne, he did build a golden house for Ajiao, but he had never loved her before, and even disliked her arrogance and unreasonableness, so that he was unwilling to meet her again, and the palace eventually became a cold palace.

This allusion does not mean a beautiful love story. If you savor it carefully, it looks like a story of a heartless person. Ye Ling actually thought of hiding a charm in the golden house, so she really deserves punishment!

Ye Ling blinked her water eyes innocently, first wiped the ink from her face with her hands, then pinched Ling Cheng's handsome face, pretending to be angry: "Who has the final say in our family? How dare you question me and punish me, I think you don't want to be a mess!"

"Of course you have the final say in our family. The young man knew he was wrong, so he took the order to build a palace for the princess, ensuring that it was gold bricks and jade tiles, and it was luxurious and luxurious. Can the princess spare the young man?" Ling Cheng cooperated and begged for mercy, but he took advantage of her unpreparedness to steal the fragrance on her lips.

"Okay, you are so slutty. Even this princess dares to be flirtatious. I won't beat you up!"

Ye Ling stretched out his hand and tried to slap him, but saw him consciously bringing his face over. His face turned red by her pinching it, and there were dark ink marks, which looked a little funny.

But she was fascinated by the sight. She didn't know how long she could watch this face. Sadness suddenly surged into her heart, and splashes immediately appeared in her dark eyes.

Ling Cheng's smiled face suddenly stiffened. He hurriedly took her into his arms and apologized constantly, feeling confused.

Ye Ling laughed casually and said, "Haha, you have been deceived! This is called sympathy. My unique skills are coquettish, cheating, and sympathy. Did you forget what you said yourself?"

"No matter what is wrong, I don't want to see you shed a tear, and it's not okay to gain sympathy!" Ling Cheng announced domineeringly, then he hooked up her chin and kissed her hard.

The slightly punishing kiss made her lips hurt, but she still couldn't bear to leave because she could feel how much sadness and deep love was brought to her words.

The jade arm slowly climbed up to his neck, locked him tightly in front of him, and the wet and warm sweetness between his lips soaked into his heart.

She was as crazy as a friend, and her jade hand slowly slid to his chest, tearing his clothes randomly, and the two of them had already rolled to the ground in a lingering mood.

"Bang," Ling Cheng's back head hit the ground. He opened his eyes and looked at Ye Ling, who was infatuated with love. Reason instantly defeated his desire and pushed her away lightly. Then he got up to tidy up his clothes.

Ye Ling seemed a little unwilling to accept it, and her jade hand slid against his neck again, rubbing her erect nose against his nose, and her cherry lips slowly approached his warm and cold thin lips. Just when she thought she was about to succeed, Ling Cheng turned his head away.

"It's getting late, let's take a break early!" As he spoke, the person in his arms was a little disappointed at first, and then chuckled.

He put Ye Ling on the bed and lay flat. As soon as he was about to pull his hand away, she hung her whole body around his neck.

"Don't you rest together?" She looked charmingly, with a hint of shyness and full of expectation in her tone.

"You! Your little face is so dirty, I'll go get water to wash you." Although he answered the question that he was irrelevant, he also wrote a kiss between her forehead in extreme pampering.

Ye Ling was like a child who was about to eat candy. She let go of her hands with satisfaction, watched him go out to fetch water, silently waiting for him to cleanse his face, looking forward to what will happen next.

When Ling Cheng carried water into the house, the uneasiness in his heart became even more serious. Ye Ling has been getting more sleepy recently. Now it is just the beginning of the Youth hour, she can't resist the fatigue and has fallen asleep.

go.

Thinking of her nose bleeding for no reason, he hurried forward and put his hand on her wrist.

When he felt that Ye Ling's spiritual power had gradually disappeared, he was trembling.

The child in the belly is actually absorbing her spiritual power and essence. Judging from her current physical condition, she may not be able to survive the birth of the child and will die due to the exhaustion of spiritual power.

How could Ling Cheng let such a thing happen? His big hand slowly moved up along Ye Ling's wrist and trembled to her abdomen, and the spiritual power gathered between his palms.

As long as he kills the child, he can save her. How can an unborn child have Ye Ling?

His eyes moved from her bulging abdomen to her pale cheeks, and he suddenly smiled, and all the worries in his heart seemed to melt away in an instant.

I raised my palm lightly, and when I was about to take action, I saw that the child seemed to have moved from the corner of my eyes.

After looking closer, the child seemed to feel his intention and kept moving and protesting.

The determination immediately collapsed, and his palm slowly fell down, but not to take the child's life, but to gently caress Ye Ling's abdomen.

The child seemed to feel his love and finally calmed down.

Ling Cheng held Ye Ling's cold little hand in his palm and kept apologizing in his mouth.

Even if a tiger poison is not eaten, let alone a living person.

The body of a seven-foot man was bursting into tears at this moment. His suppressed emotions made him collapse instantly. What kind of man is a man who can't even protect his beloved?

He kept slapping his face, and finally couldn't help but lie on the edge of the bed and howled and burst into tears.

Ye Ling slept very heavily, with a smile on her face, but tears hang on the corners of her eyes.

After a long time, Ling Cheng raised his head, kissed her cold jade hand lightly, and then took the wet brocade hand and carefully cleaned her hands and then hid it in the silk quilt.

Finally, he wiped the ink from her face again. The movements were gentle and gentle, because he had done these many times.

After the pretty face returned to its previous whiteness and smoothness, he finally reluctantly withdrew his hand, then wrote a kiss on her cherry lips, turned around and left the door.

After setting up a barrier outside the wooden house, he headed straight for Mingyang Mountain.

Mu Han told him half a year ago that he would be punished by heaven. Ling Cheng thought he was self-righteous and believed that he was the one who conquered heaven, and that everything was his own fault. Then all the punishment was borne by himself. Why did Ye Ling suffer this bitterness?

Mu Han had expected that there would be such a day, or that if Qi Yao had already arrived, Ling Cheng began to feel that Qi Yao could predict that there would be a way to save Ye Ling.

But he forgot that he would be punished when he went to the distance. His hatred for the fox demon was deeper than any demon, so how could he save him?

...

"Master, open the door, please save Ling'er..." Ling Cheng stood in front of the Taoist temple, constantly slapped the wooden door, begging Qiao Yao to rescue him.

At this moment, he had long abandoned his original pride.

He once secretly swore that he would never take any further steps in this place, and that person would no longer be his master.

But fate seemed to be joking with him, sending him back again and again.

As soon as the wooden door opened, a white light and shadow swam past, and Ling Cheng was immediately knocked out.

As the white figure landed, a mouthful of blood gushed out. He staggered and stood up and knelt on the ground, continuing to ask for help from afar.

Qiao Yao was still wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and the whisk was circling in the air and then fell into his palm.

Seeing that the once rebellious and energetic boy was kneeling on the ground, bowing respectfully, and making a cold snort from his nose.

Mu Han and Qi Shuang behind them also looked solemn, making people unable to see their joys and sorrows.

"Ling Cheng, you are no longer my disciple of Zhuyao. I can't afford to say that Master. You go! This is not the place you should come."

"Master, I know my mistake. Please save Ling'er. As long as you are willing to save her, you can punish me anyway, even if I have my life." Ling Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Yao, with a firm attitude and a humble tone.

The young man who had made a mistake and was punished by fasting and fainted, beaten to death but still did not compromise, was now in a state of silence. He knelt in front of him and admitted his mistake, and was disdainful to him from his heart.

"Hmph, you are the ones who made Tian angry. I, Qiao Yao, don't have the ability to save her. Even if I have it, I will not save her!"

"Master, Buddha said that all living beings are equal, why do you have to hate demons? Ling'er is kind by nature and has never hurt anyone. She is the simplest person I have ever seen. Please save her!" Ling Chengyan kowtowed three more times.

"A demon is a demon. Even if he cultivates a human body, he is just a demon after all. Do you think you and that demon girl have something to do?

I can tell you now that I had expected this day. The reason why she was free until now is because I want you to see clearly that there will be no good results when the combination of humans and demons is not possible, and humans and demons will naturally not be able to live in peace."

"master……"

Ling Cheng wanted to say something again, but was interrupted by Qiao Yao's wave of his hand, "You don't need to say anything anymore. I won't kill her or save her. I can tell you clearly that the witch will not last the day when the child is born!"

"Master, as long as you are willing to take action, you can definitely save her!" Ling Cheng was completely panicked and kept kowtowing and begging him.

"If I guessed correctly, the witch's spiritual power is gradually losing. In a few days, she will be covered in white hair, like an old woman.

The child in her womb is a blood evil star, a lonely star in the Tiansha who defeats her father and mother. Not to mention her, you will not have a good end.

If you want to survive, just kill the child, why bother begging me here? Humph~”

With a wave of his sleeve, he walked away so resolutely, leaving no trace of affection, and also cut off Ling Cheng's only hope.

"Boom~ roar~"

Just like the heavenly punishment that Zhiyao said, the originally clear sky suddenly burst into thunder and heavy rain poured down.

Ling Cheng knelt in the rain like this, and his forehead was bleeding from the constant kowtow just now. Under the dilution of the rain, the blood slid down the tip of his nose, flowing on his cold thin lips, and dripping on his plain white clothes.

Even so, he still bowed and knelt on the ground with a straight face, as if as long as he kneeled for a while, Qiao Yao would help him because he couldn't bear it.

Qi Shuang's face showed unwillingness, her mouth opened and closed again, and then opened again. He raised his hand to express his consolation, but he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't know what to say?

It would be a good thing if Ling Cheng could really kill his child ruthlessly, so that they could all survive, and the plan of Qiyao and others would be interrupted, and everyone would be happy at that time.

But Qi Shuang couldn't bear to say such words, and encouraged a father to kill his child. What's the difference between it and the executioner?

He paused for a moment, and finally said nothing, turned around and entered the door.
Chapter completed!