4262: C4262 Relic

C4262 Relic

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not the kind of old hag that blabbers. "

Wan Nishang made an innocent expression.

Wan Qingfei smiled, "Don't worry, mother. I will not leak it either. "

"Pffft. " When her sister said 'mom', it made Wan Qingya cover her stomach and laugh.

Wan Nishang stared at her daughter. "Why did you call Fan Linglong 'mother' so smoothly? Call me 'mother', and I won't do it! ? Qingfei, you are too biased!"

Wan Qingfei pretended not to hear it.

Fan Linglong's face turned slightly red and did not speak.

Saint Master had a strange expression on his face. This demoness from the Six Tao Sect, Wan Nishang, had something to do with Ling Long? The two of them gave birth together. . . To two Holy Maiden?

Qingsheng, Qingfei, and Qingfei. So that's how it is.

If it was before, Sage Master would definitely have asked about it thoroughly. It was impossible, but after experiencing so many strange things with the Saint Lord, it was simply an insignificant matter for two women to give birth to offspring.

In some unorthodox techniques, it was not strange for men to give birth to offspring with men. Fan Linglong had once fallen in love with Wan Nishang. Although it was a bit absurd, it was nothing compared to the matters of the Sacred Lord.

In the outside world, weren't there many same-sex partners?

The Hidden Holy Valley. . . Also had to keep up with the times.

"That's right. "

Looking at the mother and daughter pair and Wan Qingya, Lee Yun smiled. He summarized what he had just said. "So, the Sacred Leader died just like that. From now on, there will be no Sacred Leader. We will hold a funeral for him and completely end this matter!"

Fan Linglong shook her head. Lee Yun looked at her and asked her with his eyes.

. . . "There is no need for a funeral. " Saint Master sighed. "When a cultivator dies, he will perish and return to nature. There's no need for a funeral. We just need to prepare his crown and send him off. "

Lee Yun understood. The Hidden Holy Valley had existed for a long time. If every dead person was buried in the ground, this place would soon be occupied by a tomb.

"What if Ji Yongming claims to be a Sacred Lord?"

Wan Qingfei suddenly thought of this question.

"Without a Sacred Lord, Ji Yongnian can exist. " Lee Yun answered her, and Wan Qingfei nodded her head. She understood.

"What do you mean?"

Fan Linglong asked.

"What I mean is," Wan Nishang replied. She knew that her old friend wasn't very smart. "No matter who claims to be Ji Yongyi, they won't care. As long as the Hidden Holy Valley doesn't admit it, no one will believe them even if they say that they are the Sacred Lords. "

After thinking for a moment, Fan Linglong and Saint Master agreed. They decided that once the news of the Saint Lord's death was announced, this matter would be confirmed and no one would be able to overturn the case.

Even if the Saint Master Ji Yongming returned, it would be impossible for him to revive "his" identity. Unless it really proved that he had great difficulties, the probability of this happening was too small. What he said was basically true.

"Let's deal with. . . The Sacred Lord's inheritance. "

Fan Linglong looked at the Saint Master. The latter nodded his head, and his wrinkled face with a white beard revealed a miserable expression.

This kind of expression was not an act. To him, an old friend was equivalent to death. There was no longer a Saint Master in the world!

"Just treat him as someone who disguised himself. "

Wan Qingya jumped down from the peach tree. It was unknown whether she was comforting him or simply voicing her thoughts. "He is Ji Yongnian. Those reincarnations of his previous life were his previous life, his previous life that retained his memories. "2

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