The fat baby seems to be scared by the thunder that came out from the outside, and the round head shrank in the Queen's arms and burst into tears.

"The emperor comes, climbs, climbs."

"Not afraid, not afraid, there is a grandmother! No one dares to hurt my little grandson." The Queen was so distressed that the fat baby in her arms, comforted him softly and whispered, and some of her heart complained that this changed. Ghost weather.

The old palace girl was very eye-catching. She saw the fat boy afraid, and immediately told the palace lady next to him. Several people closed the door and the window at the same time.

However, it was just a moment of closing.

A heavenly thunder like a child's arm is smashing down, the dark sky is shining, and the glare is instantly illuminating, illuminating the entire palace of the Queen.

"what"

"what"

"Wow"

The queen, the palace girl, the fat boy, and the single child were all scared by the thundering vision of the thunder, and made a sharp cry.

The thunder is coming fast and going fast.

After a while.

Everyone saw the innocence around, the thunder, and did not really come here, they only breathed a sigh of relief, just like a return from the ghost gate.

The Queen’s heart has a lingering fear. What is going on in this day?

In her arms, the fat baby cries constantly, and the Queen has no time to think about it. Even if she thinks a lot, I am afraid I can't think of it, and she starts to feel bad and fat.

But what she didn't know was that this thunder was just a beginning, and there was more excitement behind it.

Fengfu.

The old sovereign government.

The phoenix lord heard the thunder outside and was different from usual. His expression changed and he immediately got up from the couch.

The old slave who was waiting to see the old lord of the phoenix saw him rise up. He nervously went forward: "Old lord, what do you want? Command me, why should you leave?"

The old slave waited for the old lord every day. He was very aware of the physical condition of the old lord. I am afraid that there will be less time.

The ancestor of the phoenix has never let him tell the descendants and grandchildren of the Feng nationality because Feng Lingran and Feng Shaoqi have just married their daughter-in-law, and do not want to dilute the happy event because of the funeral that is about to arrive.

In fact, this is just an excuse for the old lord. The old lord only wants to worry about the children of the phoenix.

The old lord is always thinking about the children and grandchildren, but several elders, as well as these grandchildren, have not recently seen the old lord, the old slaves are not the same for the old lords, these unconscionable things, have to wait for the old lord to burn out Will they come to see the old lord?

"Old beam, help me out." The voice of the old lord was a little excited.

The old beam was seen, some were unknown, but when he thought of the bad weather outside, he cared: "The thunder is outside, the sky is dark, I am afraid the storm is coming, the old lord, you..."

The old lord can't wait to interrupt the old Liang: "What storm is coming? Laoliang, you see clearly, it is not the thunder of the eve of the storm, but... but... some people are robbery."

what?

Thunder and robbery?

The old beam is dumbfounded. How is this possible? From birth to the present, he has never seen a real cultivator who can be robbed into a fairy.

Lao Liang looked at the old lord with suspicion.

The old lord should not be the deadline, old confused?

"Help me out." The old lord's brown and murky eyes shot out of the glory. He looked outside, his excited fingers were shaking. He was already impatient with the old Liang's indifferent, and pushed open the old beam. He was fast. Step out and go out.

Push open the door.

The wind is raging, his white hair is flying, his robes are hunting, his old face is not worried, but he is looking forward to the distance, seems to be waiting for the next robbery.

Holy Capital... Who cultivated to that point?