Hearing the voices of the two children, Yin Dong couldn't help but be curious.
The next second, his face changed!
[Uh... If I say that it was a sloppy old Taoist priest who deceived me, would you believe it?]
【Ho, do you think I believe it or not?】
[Really! Old sister, he looks exactly like the sloppy old man of Master. At that time, you were in a coma, and the old man suddenly appeared and gave me a soul-guiding crane, saying that he could guide us to find the only way to live.]
[Why haven't you told me? Could it be that you, the sixth brother, don't even believe me?]
[At first I was not free, but later I spontaneously ignited when the soul crane reached the ground. I was too lazy to say it, and I had no chance to say it.]
【It's true! Sister always feels that you are donkey, but I have no evidence!】
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Yin Dong, who heard the voice of the two children, believed it.
A sharp dark light flashed in his black eyes, and he said to himself: "Master, I don't care about being used as a pawn by you, and I don't care about being raised by you as a worm, but don't tamper with my family!"
After Yin Dong was reborn, he would have the work of a sloppy old Taoist priest wherever he went. If even the two unborn children were due to the layout of the old charlatan, he would be unbearable.
It would be better that these two children have no other problems, otherwise, he would not want to be a pair of parents with Qiu Ying, and he would be more worried about the luck of the two little ones... devouring Xiaobao and Xiao Beier!
He originally planned to wait for the two children to be born, just like Xiao Belle, and he would give them to Xiao Bao to bring. After all, Xiao Bao's fantasy moon bracelet world will not be sealed and it would be even less stressful to bring two children who are powerless.
But now, Yin Dong has changed his mind.
He had to keep the two children by his side and observe carefully to avoid causing a disaster!
At the same time.
Outside, in front of a Taoist temple, the sloppy old Taoist priest stood under the jujube tree, and suddenly had a whim and broke a branch from his hand.
The old Taoist priest could not hear the thoughts of the two children in Qiuying's belly through the screen, but he was able to understand the truth and felt something in the dark, so he quickly calculated.
He has to say that he still has real skills. After calculating with his fingers, he really made him calculate something.
"Which shameless person is this? In the name of the Taoist, he deceived my disciples... No, mistress and little siblings must not be the son of Moe Xiao, that's too crap!"
The Taoist in the green robe opposite him looked frightened and asked in surprise: "Old Taoist, what do you mean... Mori has a son, so will the monk betray him? You can't stand the two unborn children with Yin Dong. They are their biological children, not adopted sons."
The sloppy old Taoist priest pulled a handful of yellow goatee and said in a serious tone: "You know what's wrong! The moth has a son, and the mortal will live up to it; kill it to feed it to feed its son. The old Taoist is worried that Yin Dong, a stupid disciple, doesn't know that two small fetuses are worn by me... Oh, it would be great if the little monkey left later, and the old Taoist can also let it remind Yin Dong."
The Taoist Qinglang pulled the greasy sleeves of the Taoist and asked anxiously: "Tell me clearly, what's going on? If Yin Dong was really plotted, it would not only be him, but also lead to the rise of the entire human camp, and once again failed..."
"I'm asking you a lot! The zodiac is both male and female. It takes the zodiac back to its nest and will stab the zodiac half to death with a poisonous needle on its tail, lay eggs on it, and treat it as its children's food. The son of the zodiac is not an adopted son, but a food for the zodiac child.
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The sloppy old Taoist priest said, and he became even more anxious. He flipped his palm and slapped the Taoist robe away, saying, "You have to find someone to inform Yin Dong quickly. Miss San and Xiao Si cannot ask for it!"
The Taoist Qinglang frowned and said, "I'm afraid that others will say it, so he won't believe it! You can't contact the clone of Butiangu. Can you communicate directly with Yin Dong through the clone?"
"If the old Taoist can communicate, will he be anxious?" The sloppy old Taoist priest rolled his eyes angrily, and the turbid old eyes were about to turn out of the sky.
The old Taoist priest was worried that Yin Dong would be so lucky that he was so scared that he was a little scared, worried that he would be like Qiu Ying, and a powerful remnant soul lurked in his body. When he was about to grow up, he would pick up his picks!
At this time, because of the voices of the two children in Qiuying's belly, Yin Dong heard about it and learned that such a big secret indirectly had some mysterious influence on the sloppy old Taoist priest, and then let the old Taoist priest calculate some truth with his fingers.
The old Taoist priest discovered two unborn disciples, and was a rival who pretended to be him. How could the son of Mori who sent to Yin Dong, a proud disciple, sit still?
If Yin Dong, a destiny man, grew up, was picked and made wedding clothes for others, and a remnant soul could resurrect the old Taoist priest to death.
But if he pretended to be his name and gave it to Yin Dong's two sons of Moe, Yin Dong, even Qiu Ying, Xiaobao, Xiaobao, and Xiao Beier brothers and sisters as food, and eventually became the son of Moe Xiao. The old Taoist priest felt so angry that he was destroyed.
The sloppy old Taoist priest quickly posted a series of barrage in Ling Fan's live broadcast room: "Old Qin in Baishan, do you still remember the old man fishing in the west end of Dawan Village? If you are here, please reply quickly!"
Mr. Qin from the Baishan Base Command Building also happened to stare at Ling Fan's live broadcast room. Seeing this string of barrage, he sprayed the sip of tea he had just taken.
Old Qin reacted quickly and immediately confirmed that it was a sloppy old Taoist priest who called him and quickly replied: "Old Qin of Baishan is at the gate of the courtyard next to the bay. He was about to go in and take a look. Does the old immortal have anything to say to me?"
The old Taoist priest smiled with satisfaction and posted another barrage: "I'm telling me that the mistress is a son of the moth, so I can't keep it!"
I would rather kill me wrongly than let me go!
It is related to the rise of the human race in this golden world, and it is not allowed to be missed. Therefore, even if the old Taoist priest just calculated his fingers on a whim and did not prove it, he did not intend to keep the two children in Qiuying's belly.
The Taoist in Qinglang saw the barrage posted by the old Taoist priest and was still a little worried: "If you don't wait for verification, just..."
"If you don't speak, no one will think you are a mute!"
The sloppy old Taoist priest interrupted the words of the green-robed Taoist. A sharp light flashed in the turbid old eyes and said sternly: "In the golden age, the human race has the opportunity to rise, but once the rise is set, the fortune may be backfired. We cannot bet on how high the fault tolerance rate is, and we can only extinguish the possible crisis around Yin Dong in its bud as much as possible."
The Taoist in Qinglang was silent for a moment before asking, "Are you afraid that he would hate you?"
"So what if you hate me?"
The sloppy old Taoist priest picked up the empty gourd, took a sip of wine, and said leisurely: "That year, those top human powerhouses fought back in an extremely cruel way. Who was not determined to die with the enemy? The old Taoist thought that he would definitely die and could still live until now. Even if he was hated by the rebels, wouldn't it be a way to be commemorated?"
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Chapter completed!