The residence where Tiansi was located was an even darker scene.
Yun Yaoling followed Mrs.
Yaoli to Tiansi's residence.
Seeing the blood-red Bianhua flowers blooming all over the courtyard, Yun Yaoling's eyes lit up.
There was no denying that she loved flowers like this.
Jian Yun Rattle's gaze has been staring at the blood-red flowers all over the courtyard, with a trace of tenderness exuding from her beautiful eyes.
"This is the flower of the underworld.
It can only be found here in Tiansi.
If you like it, mother will ask Tiansi to give you a few flowers."
"No, mother, this flower is fine growing here.
If I go to the human race with me, I'm afraid it won't be suitable for the climate there."
Yun Yaoling listened and shook her head.
Although she liked it very much, this flower was obviously more suitable for the climate here.
"Tian Si is already waiting for you in the palace.
If you have anything to say, just tell him directly.
In the entire Moli clan, only Niang and Tian Si are of the same clan, so don't be afraid of him even if you ring the bell."
Madam Yaoli seemed to have thought of something, and pointed to the end of the red flower on the other side, and asked Yun Ringing the Bell to go over.
"Well, thank you mom, I'm going."
Yun Yaoling nodded, thought about it, and reached out to hug Mrs.
Yaoli, who was very kind to her.
She was not her daughter, but she took over her daughter's two human bodies and the demon body.
This made her very sad.
Guilt.
"Good boy, go ahead and go to the human race.
Protect yourself.
If you have a chance, my mother will come find you."
Being hugged suddenly by Yun Yaoling, a trace of surprise flashed in Mrs.
Yaoli's eyes, but she then smiled tenderly.
Looking at the child's expression, she probably doesn't quite believe that she is her daughter.
No matter, as long as she knows that this is her daughter.
Yun Yaoling bid farewell to Mrs.
Yaoli.
Looking at the flowers on the other side of the courtyard, she was a little confused for a moment.
Is this it?
There is no way.
How to get there?
Is it possible to step on the flowers?
Thinking of the cold-faced Tiansi, she couldn't help but shudder, and decided to forget it.
Just when she was thinking of a way, she saw that the densely packed flowers suddenly seemed to have become conscious, a complete road appeared, and she heard a cold voice faintly ringing in the air.
"Come here."
"Go ahead."
Mrs.
Yaoli glanced at Yun Yaoling one last time, and then disappeared.
Seeing Yaoli's mother leaving, Yun Yaoling felt sad, but she had to go back.
Follow this flower road directly towards Tiansi's real residence.
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I saw Tian Si Zhenchen, dressed in black, standing in the dark hall.
I wasn't surprised when I saw the person coming.
Just speak lightly.
"Princess Wakamon" "I've met Tiansi."
After hearing Tiansi's name, Yun Yaoling greeted him politely, but she was still a little curious.
This Tiansi's cultivation seemed to be even more unfathomable than Yaoliangqin's.
Yaoli's mother has reached the level of spiritual transformation.
What kind of cultivation is this Tiansi?
Could it be that this Tiansi is an immortal?
It’s wrong.
Tiansi gave him a different feeling from the original Master Yun Ling.
If he wasn’t an immortal, what kind of cultivation would he have?
Just when Yun Yaoling was confused, he suddenly heard Tian Si Zhenchen's cold voice coming again.
"Princess Wakazao, if you look at me like this, it will cause misunderstanding."
Tian Si's deep eyes fell on Yun Yaoling, but he sighed in his heart.
This child's soul is so powerful, it's no wonder that he is engraved with the soul seal of the ancient skull bell.
However, this is fine, the hope of the Moli clan in the future lies in her.
"Oh."
Hearing Tiansi Zhenchen's words, Yun Yaoling couldn't help but smile on her face.
Although she had only met him twice, as Yao Li's mother said, Tiansi is not scary, but he looks cold. .
Thinking of the doubts in her heart, Yun Yaoling asked without any doubts.
"Tian Si, what kind of cultivation are you?"
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