The reason why he refused his request from his ancestors so quickly was to care for the children in his stomach.

She, thought about a peaceful life, and didn't want her children to do something for themselves.

On the other hand, I don't want my ancestors to develop that habit.

Feng Chuge knows why the ancestors lived in their own bodies, nothing more than to see the potential of her body, and then use her to do something for him.

However, this body is ultimately her phoenix song, her body, she came to dominate. She doesn't want to be an elder ancestor, she doesn't want her ancestors to say anything, she does what. In that case, she is really not herself.

But obviously, this time, she succeeded.

Feng Chuge knows that after experiencing the genius, in the future, the ancestors will not easily use her, and will not easily let her do something else.

At the moment, the ancestors of the Fengchu songs will not know the thoughts of Fengchu songs. The ancestors just sighed twice with a sigh of relief: this girl, more than he used to be, dare to come!

On the side, watching the Fengchu song finally returned to normal, the emperor's dust and flowers only relieved.

The emperor smashed his throat and looked at the Fengchu song.

At this moment, he really wants to drive his ancestors out of the Fengchu song.

"It's okay, the old guy will not dare to act rashly in the future." Feng Chuge saw the intention of the emperor's dust, evoked his lips, and smiled faintly.

Even so, the emperor is still unhappy.

He stood on one side, letting the wind blow his hair, licking from his white jade-like face, and the hands on both sides gripped tightly.

This is the first time that the Emperor feels that he is not strong enough!

Once upon a time, the Emperor thought that his own strength was already the second in the entire Yuntian continent, and he was tightly under God. Such strength seems to have reached its peak. However, now that the ancestors appeared, even if it is only a soul, it is already so powerful. Under the contrast of the ancestors, the Emperor finally found out that his strength is not enough!

His purple scorpion has a faint radiance, his fists are getting tighter and tighter, his hands are on his back, and the blue-legged thugs, the ten fingers are almost embedded in the flesh of the palm.

For the first time, the emperor’s heart gave birth to a belief.

Continue to become stronger! The stronger the better! Only stronger can protect his lady to protect his children!

............

The ancestors did not say anything.

After the Fengchu songs resumed as usual, they informed the direction of the strange sources of fog, and of course, only the direction.

In the direction of his direction, Feng Chuge and the emperor went to the other side, followed by the dean and the flowers.

The more you go in that direction, the more the aura in the air is thinner, and it seems that all the auras are gradually absorbed, which makes some people suffocate.

Not only that, but the surrounding trees and flowers are like the nephews, and they are sucked up by all the gods!

"What is it, it is so strange." The dean whispered in his mouth.

This direction is the direction of the school's ridiculous mountains.

Houshan, no different from the forest of the college, is reserved for the students in the second half of the year. Usually, almost no one arrives here, because on the back of the mountain, there are many low-level monsters.

Perhaps in the future, there will be a middle-class monster.

No one can guarantee what will happen, no one dares to come here.