Um... Touching his nose, Wen Liang and Huo Yanfeng turned their heads awkwardly, looked at each other, and both showed a smile that men knew.

Li Xiaolan didn't understand what was going on, so Kuankuan came to Jin Ling and said, "Grandma Zu, what's wrong? You're so angry?"

"You see it yourself!"

Oh! Jin Ling handed the manuscript to Li Xiaolan. After reading a little, Li Xiaolan couldn't stop screaming, her face turned red with shame and her neck became thick, and then she stared at Huo Yanfeng fiercely, as if she wanted to kill someone in her eyes.

"You just want to treat this as a family heirloom, not a woman?

And teach me privately?"

"Uh... that... Lan'er, I think my ancestor's move was a great contribution to the prosperity of our Huo family.

Moreover, it really cannot pass on to a daughter, and the daughter must be reserved.

It doesn’t matter if your son is, you also want to hold a few more grandchildren, right?

The ancestor’s magical skills are really good at using his heart!”

"Shut up, wait until I turn back and get rid of you, hum!"

With a loud shout, he stopped Huo Yanfeng's nonsense. Li Xiaolan looked at Jin Ling again, her face changed instantly, and she became coquettishly: "Grandma Zu, look at the two of them, what are they thinking in their minds all day long?

Especially the ancestors, they all broke the rock peaks. Do you care?

Huh!”

Fufufu! He gave each other a look, Huo Yanfeng and Wen Liang laughed secretly, but Jin Ling had a pair of cold eyes and glared at Yang Feng and said, "Old pervert, forget it, I'll take my grandson with you, and I'll take you with you inappropriately.

Don’t you want to meditate and practice qigong to restore your strength?

What did you do when you wrote this mess?”

"Hey, Jin Ling, you can insult me, but you must not insult the head of the four extraordinary books of our ancient gods.

This is literature, art, and it can also be a textbook for coming-of-age rituals.

Its valuable value is well-known overseas and is well-known to everyone.

Maybe you think it's a dross now, but just study it carefully and you will find the essence of it."

Yes, yes, no need to study, we know that this is the essence! Huo Yanfeng and Wen Liang nodded deeply, with unique light in their eyes.

Jin Ling was so angry that she jumped straight: "The essence is right?

Now let your essence turn into scum so as not to harm the people.”

Wow! As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Ling shook her hand and threw the manuscript into the air, and a flame immediately ignited.

"No!"

Yang Feng was anxious and wailed with tears: "I spent a whole day of hard work and thought about revisiting the classics when I was bored, but it turned out to burn like this. It's a pity."

Yes, it's a pity. We have just read a chapter and are still thinking about looking back, so why did it burn?

Wen Liang and Huo Yanfeng also looked at this scene with a look of regret.

Jin Ling stared at these male creatures with sperm intently and curled her lips disdainfully.

"Wait, Jin Ling, look at your fire..." At this time, Diabro, who was beside him, suddenly became shocked, pointed to the burning pages of the book in the air, and screamed.

Jin Ling didn't understand why, but when she looked up, her pupils suddenly shrank.

how so?

At this moment, although the manuscripts were floating in the fire, there was no sign of burning at all, and they were even as new as before.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and Diabro couldn't help but murmur: "The Lord God's Heavenly Fire can't even burn a few pages of paper?"

What kind of paper is this?

A magical artifact?”

Tang Hao, outside the cave, secretly looked inside, staring at the burning paper, his eyes trembling slightly.

Could it be...he succeeded?

Bang! The flames went out and the manuscript fell to the ground. Everyone was stunned when they looked at the white paper, not understanding. So even Yang Feng himself didn't understand, how could this paper be so strong?

"What paper did you use?"

After a little, Jin Ling stared at Yang Feng fiercely. Yang Feng shrugged with confusion and looked at Wen Liang and said, "Brother, what paper did you give me?"

"It's just ordinary rice paper in the mortal world, bought at the market two miles away."

"What kind of ink is that, what pen?"

Jin Ling asked again, Yang Feng blinked his innocent big eyes and looked at Wen Liang again. Wen Liang scratched his head stupidly: "It's also an ordinary wolf brush and ink. I bought it at the market two miles away, and the boss even gave it a 20% discount."

"Since they are all ordinary things in the mortal world, why can't they burn it?"

A thick air spurted out from his nostrils, and Jin Ling suddenly glared at Diarbro: "Try it with your hellfire!"

"What?

How many pieces of rice paper does the fire of hell burn?

This is too much!"

"I'll let you burn it, hurry up!"

"Uh... OK!"

Diabro was reluctantly unable to do so, a blue flame in his hand ignited, and pointed at the manuscript, which immediately burned.

But it was burned, but there was no sign of damage to the manuscript.

Unable to help, everyone present was shocked again.

This is the fire of hell that can burn all the evil gods into scum. It can't even burn a manuscript. Is this manuscript so resistant to burning?

"God's will, this is God's will!"

After a little bit of anxiety, Yang Feng smacked his lips twice and couldn't help but sigh: "This is God who is protecting this great masterpiece. Practice has proved that reproduction and recreation, bed entertainment, fish and water joy, and Wushan clouds and rain are supported and encouraged by God.

Whoever dares to strike our happiness is against the sky!”

Yes, yes! He lit his head again, Wen Liang and Huo Yanfeng both smiled evilly, and agreed.

Only Jin Ling and Li Xiaolan's two pretty faces became heavier and he shouted: "Shut up, what will God do?

We are the gods, and we represent the will of heaven. As the main god of this plane, I will never allow you to pass on the obscene things like this in the world.

I don’t believe it anymore, I can’t destroy this thing today.”

Boom boom boom! In an instant, Jin Ling went crazy and actually used her own magical art of the human world. Even the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder were summoned and slashed hard on the manuscript.

But, it is strange that no matter how strong she uses, she cannot damage a piece of paper in the manuscript.

In the end, Jin Ling was exhausted and out of breath and sweating, but the manuscript was still lying safely on the ground, not even a piece of dust, as if she was mocking the weakness of the Lord God.

"Ho hoho... This is really a hell. I, the main god in the plane, can't do anything to this little yellow book?"

"Give up, Jin Ling, you can't compete with this great way of heaven and earth that reproduces and thrives.

If you have that time, we might as well work hard, follow the way of heaven, spread branches and leaves, and work hard for Yanfeng and the others!"

"Shut up!"

With his cheeks turned red, Jin Ling glared at Yang Feng fiercely: "I'm not serious. It's because you have such dirty thoughts in your head every day that you write such evil books. Even the main god can't be destroyed. It's so evil.

If you have this energy, you should think carefully about how to restore your strength!”

"Isn't he just recovering his strength now?"

Suddenly, a light shout sounded, and Tang Hao walked in at some point, staring at the manuscripts on the ground, murmured: "You are the main god and the demon god, and you can't even destroy a manuscript he wrote.
Chapter completed!