This Person is Too Serious Chapter 363

　　 What should I do?

　　 Wu Wang sat in front of a hill piled with treasure chests, looking at the...egg floating in front of him, he couldn't help but fell into thought.

　　 He really wants to agree, how can I explain it when I go back?

　　 [Yes, I have a child. 】

　　 No, this is a bit beyond Wu Wang's tolerance.

　　 Seriously, even if you don't consider the non-essential factors of backyard stability, Wu Wang must seriously consider the consequences once he and the **** of death become entangled.

　　The consequence is...

　　'Ming, please be more peaceful when these old people on the grassland leave, and don't be too painful. '

　　'Good father. '

　　The consequence may also be...

　　'You need to be kind to creatures, you are beyond the mortal world, you should understand that there is a limit to the oppression of the strong against the weak. Even if there is no absolute justice in the world, there can be justice that ends with death. '

　　'My father, I will remember these words. '

　　The consequence is more likely to be...

　　'Ming, be a part of the way of heaven. '

　　'Wish to do my best for my father! '

　　 Wu Wang took a breath, and carefully considered himself, except that he had accepted the **** of death, and the forces that swelled rapidly in the heavenly palace would inevitably arouse the vigilance and countermeasures of Emperor Zhang. In fact, there is no harm.

　　 What's more, this is Ming's trust in himself, and it can also be regarded as the good result of his various arrangements in the illusion before.

　　 should you please?

　　 can be called father for no reason, is this a bit immoral?

　　 Wu Wang was entangled in his heart, and the egg seemed to have seen Wu Wang's hesitation, waiting there quietly, conveying his own anxiety and anxiety to the outside world.

　　 Suddenly, a little light flashed in Wu Wang's heart, and he heard the ringing of a bell that seemed like nothing in his ears.

　　 He caught the aura and realized it carefully, but found that it was a reminder from Zhong.

　　'If the master refuses to be her father, there is a 70% chance that she will become the righteous daughter of Emperor Zhang in the future. '

　　 "Ming?"

　　 The egg trembled lightly and seemed a little nervous.

　　 Wu Wang smiled and asked: "I can guide you again, but are you sure that a father-daughter relationship is needed? For example, we can be masters and apprentices, but I don't want to be your teacher once, how about?"

　　 "Father and son are the most intimate, my father."

　　 The divine egg shook gently, a ray of divine thought pierced into Wu Wang's ears, but he said:

　　 "Master Shao Si Ming told me a lot, your deeds, your past, this makes me respect you very much.

　　 You have given me a heart that is kind to creatures and alienated from gods. Please continue to guide me forward.

　　 The path you gave me is right, and I am extremely convinced.

　　 The tyrannical path of death originates from living beings, and living beings have the four main ways of life, old age, sickness, and death.

　　 Since becoming the **** of death is a destiny that I cannot get rid of, I should hold the thread of fate with my backhand and take the initiative to move forward until I can transcend the path of life given to me by the avenue and complete my deconstruction and redemption.

　　 I think these are what you want to express to me through the illusion.

　　 That mountain torrent has a deep impact on me. "

　　 Wu Wang:...

　　 Good fellow, are we really qualified to guide this egg?

　　 The deconstruction of the self has appeared!

　　 The Great Desolate Philosophy Egg.

　　 "Since you insist, I have no reason to refuse," Wu Wang said with a smile, "I will give you my surname, and you will be called from now on..."

　　 "No Ming?"

　　Shendan exclaimed: "Although I thought the word Ming was too gentle before, and your ability to name it was a bit ordinary, the name Wu Ming is also good."

　　 "My name is Xiong, if you want to be my daughter, you should be called Xiong Ming."

　　 Shendan fell into a long silence, and silently began to converge to the magical light of Tao Yun, and began to seal the memory belonging to Ming.

　　 "Father, Wu Ming has started to fall asleep, and we will see you in forty-nine days."

　　 "Good Xiong Ming."

　　 Wu Wang said softly, "Good dreams."

　　 hum——

　　A dark light gushes out of the egg.

　　 Although it is pitch black, it is not disgusting, as if it is incomparably pure black, without any superfluous meaning.

　　 Wu Wang sprinkled a celestial force and slowly wrapped the egg, but in his heart he was thinking about how much shock this event would cause in Tiangong.

　　Have high hopes from the gods of the Heavenly Palace, and feel that he will become the **** of death who will become the nemesis of the human domain. After the reshaping, he opened his mouth and shouted his father to the monk of the human domain...

　　 Wu Zuo's mouth twitched frantically.

　　 No, he has to find a way.

　　 Even if it is not inconvenient to communicate with Yunzhongjun in the Tiangong, he would have to convene the heavenly congregation to have a simple small meeting.

　　'How to deal with this properly? '

　　 Wu Wang sat on the treasure pile and fell into long thoughts.

　　 must not be passive, and should take the initiative to resolve the subsequent storm of this matter invisible.

　　 Thinking of something again, Wu Wang held the necklace on his chest, and it is better to discuss with his mother about accepting his daughter.

　　 "Daughter? Father?"

　　 Lunar Star, in that magnificent but slightly cold moon palace.

　　 Dichang got up from the bed, the light surging around him, condensed into a long coat, and the light drunkenness around him quietly dissipated.

　　 As the emperor moved forward, the curtains next to the bed slowly fell, covering the beautiful scrolls inside.

　　Emperor Wei said in a strange way: "You mean, the **** of death, under the persuasion of Shao Siming, deliberately admits that the unruly son is the father?"

　　 In the corner of the hall, behind the layers of curtains, there are three faint silhouettes of women bowing their heads; these are the eyes and ears of Emperor Zhang, who are not visible in front of people on weekdays, and are held by Chang Xi.

　　 "Your Majesty, the news is conclusive."

　　 "The remodeled body of the **** of death has been sent to the temple of the **** of Fengchun by the order of the young man."

　　 "Your Majesty, is it a bit too late for Fengchun God's move?"

　　Emperor asked: "Is Wuwangzi taking the initiative to say to be the father of the **** of death, or the **** of death proposed to recognize him as the father?"

　　 "Return to your Majesty, it is the matter raised by the **** of death."

　　 "Oh?"

　　Emperor's complexion was as calm as water, standing in front of the pool with his hands holding hands and pondering quietly.

　　The three figures in the corner bowed their heads and dared not breathe.

　　Dichang suddenly smiled, wondering:

　　 "You said, how did this Wuwangzi do it?

　　 It was obviously that he arranged to calculate the life of the **** of death. In the end, the **** of death was only grateful to him. "

　　 "Your Majesty, we are dull."

　　 "You are indeed dull," Di Chang said indifferently, "When I am in a good mood, I have to report this matter."

　　 The three figures were almost lying on the ground, all trembling.

　　 "Please forgive me!"

　　 "Don't be so fearful, just as cruel as I am."

　　 Dichang smiled, then sighed softly, and murmured:

　　"It seems that Wuwangzi's strong fortune is really extraordinary. Whether in the human domain or in our palace, there is a posture of gathering momentum.

　　 Multiplying, death, mirror god, could it be that the **** of luck is deliberately disgusting me?

　　 There may still be gaps in the seal of heaven and earth. "

　　 The voice of words stopped abruptly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of Di Xu's mouth, and he said slowly: "When news is released everywhere in the palace, it is said that I am quite dissatisfied with Fengchun God's recognition of the **** of death as a daughter.

　　Go down. "

　　 The three figures led their orders in a low voice, got up and backed up a few steps, their figure merged into the corner of the hall, and disappeared suddenly.

　　 On the bed, why the Emperor Jade Jiao didn't understand the customs. The Emperor chuckled lightly, and his figure drifted away, seemingly not affected by the incident.

　　 At the same time.

　　 Human Territory, near Miezong, the hot spring place Wu Wang occasionally visits, is embedded in the front of the temple on the mountain wall of this place.

　　 "What?"

　　 Brother Yunzhongjun looked like a sleepy god, staring dumbly at the phantom Cangxue in front of him, making gestures with his hands, and his eyes almost popped out.

　　 "The **** of death took the initiative to recognize Wuwang as a father?! What's the matter?"

　　 Yun Zhongjun frowned, walking around in front of the palace gate.

　　 Cang Xue said strangely: "What's wrong with this? But what's the hidden danger? The **** of death has been cultivated in the realm of illusion by Baer for a long time. He is a gentle, elegant and knowledgeable temperament. I really like it."

　　 "The problem is not whether the **** of death is well-behaved or not!"

　　 Yunzhong stopped pacing, his gaze was extremely complicated for a while, "The problem is that this incident will make Wuwang passivity."

　　 "It's not what he calculated, but the **** of death took the initiative to recognize his father."

　　 Cangxue was a little disapproving, her face was a bit cold:

　　 "If his heavenly palace is unreasonable and uses this to bully Ba'er, I will ask them for an explanation!"

　　 Yunzhongjun smiled and said: "Be safe and be calm, Ice God, please be calm and be calm, this matter is not so bad, and in general, this is a great good thing for God."

　　 "How to speak?"

　　 "First of all, the **** of death is very special, but in the previous years, he has not been able to grow up."

　　 Yun Zhongjun said slowly:

　　" Tiangong placed high hopes on the **** of death, but at the same time it continued to be disappointed. As the days went on, everyone almost forgot about this **** and equated the **** of death with waste.

　　 Therefore, the death of the **** of death's acknowledgment of the father will not have a strong impact on the gods of the heavenly palace.

　　 Even they would think that this is what Wuwang had calculated in the morning, but they would be a little more afraid of Wuwang. "

　　 Cangxue smiled and said, "Isn't that just right?"

　　 "But the question is, how does Emperor look at this matter."

　　 The king in the cloud sighed:

　　"Wuwang is in the palace, and the reason why no one provokes him at this time is because Di Wei, Xi and the couple have expressed their preference and support for Wuwang, both openly and secretly.

　　According to Wushu, the **** of death is the method that Emperor Chang left to deal with the candle dragon, and that the **** of death is held by Wushu, it is not a good thing for Emperor Chang.

　　Dichang prefers a **** of death who obeys his orders. "

　　 "Di Chang will trouble Baer?"

"No," Yunzhong Jundao, "Since Emperor Wei now wants to use the power of life for his own use, and regards Wuwang as a signboard, he will not do such a stupid thing that he lifts a rock and smashes himself in the foot. .

　　 What I need to worry about now is that Emperor Zhang will put pressure on Wuwu from other aspects, let Wuwu be under pressure, and surrender the **** of death. "

　　 Cangxue snorted: "Then let Emperor Zhang also feel the pressure."

　　 "Hey, there is no need for Bing Shen to deal with this matter, I can deal with it."

　　 Yunzhongjun smiled and said: "The ice **** is our greatest reliance today. If it moves too frequently, the deterrence will not be as strong."

　　 Cangxue nodded slightly: "Everything depends on the God of Yunmeng, but what words do I need to bring to Ba'er?"

　　 "Let me consider it carefully."

　　 The monarch in the cloud groaned a few times before he said:

　　 "If everything is calm in the heaven next, then don't worry about it.

If there are rumors in the Tiangong that the Emperor is dissatisfied with Fengchun God accepting the **** of death as his daughter, then give Wuwang news, let Wuwang advance and retreat, bring the **** of death to see Emperor Wei, and directly ask Emperor Wei to let him go. He was free and left the heavenly palace.

　　 The emperor of Heaven likes to show his capacity to the outside world most, and he likes to make a name for himself.

　　 Naturally, this has to be considered without prejudice. He is the leader of our heaven. He has already begun to solve the problems that we can see in 80%. "

　　 "Oh?"

　　 Cang Xue smiled disapprovingly, and said slowly: "Baer is actually a child after all."

　　Mr. Cloud:...

　　 Your child is about to start a new God Generation!

　　 Of course, you can't speak so arrogantly to the ice god, the gentleman in the cloud said warmly:

　　 "In your eyes, the leader will always be your heir, but for the world, the leader has gradually taken the initiative.

　　Think about it, the Heavenly Dao sequence only needs to be expanded to eight, not even the human emperor. There are a total of eight Young Mastermind-level powerful gods working for the Heavenly Dao, and there will be no backhand power for the Heavenly Dao in the presence of a human being on behalf of the life camp.

　　 But if you want to win the entire world without destroying the current order of heaven and earth, Heaven has to do more. This is also the main reason why the leader is willing to venture to the heaven.

　　Ice God Lord, can you think about whether we have the opportunity to bring some supporters of dignity in the candle dragon side... such as the **** of luck? "

　　 Cangxue suddenly chuckled:

　　 "You needn't worry too much about the luck gods, I have made arrangements for this a long time ago.

　　My father, the God of Water, is a little troublesome. He has a staid temperament, and he is more grateful to the candle dragon. He can only persuade him to be neutral at best.

　　 As for the other gods under Zhulong, I still need to consider carefully. "

　　 "This matter will trouble Master Bing Shen."

　　 "The God of Yunmeng is polite."

　　 Cangxue said softly, leaning slightly towards Jun Zhong, the phantom disappeared quietly.

　　 Yun Zhongjun frowned, stood in front of the temple and thought for a while, and quickly laughed:

　　 "80% of them are worrying again, that guy will definitely not give up if he doesn't turn the palace upside down."

　　 "The weather is fine, smelling the fragrance of flowers everywhere."

　　 A poem by Wu Wangyin, stepping out from the front of the temple hall.

　　What is clothes? White embroidered gold carving dragon broad-shoulder robe!

　　What kind of boots are boots? Thick-soled fin bronzing boots!

　　The long hair is windless and flowing, and the road hoop is erected more than three inches; the waistband of the jade ring is not expensive, and the cuffs are wrapped with ice crystals.

　　 opened the eight-character step, lit up the fairy light, held the **** egg with the left palm, and held the waist with the right hand. Two steps forward, he stepped on a white cloud and swaggered towards the depths of the heavenly palace.

　　 Road meets Tiangong Zhengshen, Wu Wang took the initiative to say hello:

　　 "Where is this, my **** friend."

　　 "This, this is, go to the front and stroll around...sir, where are you going?"

　　 "I just walk around."

Wu Wang responded with an aura, placing the **** egg in the most conspicuous position that day, "I got a daughter for no reason, so I can't go to the Chief Commander to ask about compliance and compliance, how to publicize it~www.mtlnovel.com~that Zhengshen was in a cold sweat, and only felt that there was a huge whirlpool in front of him, and he almost dragged him in and swallowed it.

　　 Fortunately, Wu Wang said, "Friends of the gods do it yourself," and then floated away holding the egg.

　　 On the road ahead, the cloud head avoided, the **** guard closed his eyes, lest he collided with this spring god.

　　 But Wu Wang seemed to be in a good mood today, and he greeted people everywhere. The guards with tiger heads, leopard heads, and jackal heads even received cordial greetings from the God of Spring.

　　 "Are you all standing? Well, stand well."

　　 "Oh, where is this adult going? Come and see our girl, is she pretty clean before she breaks her shell?"

　　 "Excuse me, let me know, is it true that Tiangong's household registration is really going to Da Si Ming? Da Si Ming and I are not waiting to see each other."

　　 The guards almost knelt to Wu Wang, each of them hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

　　What is meant by swagger?

　　 Wu Wang is just swaggering through the market.

　　, holding the egg made by the **** of death, swayed to the temple of Dasiming. Without giving or shouting, he broke into the temple and started yelling:

　　 "Da Si Ming! Come here and give my daughter a godship!"

　　 At that moment, Da Si Ming, who was waiting by the window, turned his face black to the bottom of the pot.

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