"brute?"

Yang Zetian sneered and said, "If I can live forever, what if I become a beast? I want to live, and always live with glory!"

"It's so bad!" Tang Long sighed and said, "If you don't show your head, for Yang Wuchan's sake, I'll just turn a blind eye, but today you come out by yourself, it's probably time for you to go to bed!"

"Don't you want to get the blood of gold? We can cooperate. There is really a corpse of an ancient god in the hanging coffin above. If we get the blood of his body, we can all live forever. Think about it, immortality is so wonderful. Don't you want to be immortal forever?" Yang Zetian ignored Tang Long's words, but looked up at the hanging coffin with his eyes flashing madly.

Tang Long smiled and said, "I don't want to be an immortal forever!"

"What about your son Tang Qilin's life?" Yang Zetian slowly looked at Tang Long and said with a smile.

Tang Long's face changed slightly and he frowned. On the night when he went to Fenghou, Yang Wuchan told him that Yang Zetian and the others were going to Yutou Village and everyone had a meal together.

"Hehe, although you are crazy, you already have weaknesses. Yang Wuchan took the initiative to get into your arms and got pregnant in the Qinling Mountains. Do you think this is her nature?" Yang Zetian giggled.

Tang Long's face turned black. If it were all a game, then the big net would be really big!

"If I said that Yang Wuchan is also my daughter, you should call me "My mother-in-law, will you feel more comfortable?" Yang Zetian said with a delicate smile.

Tang Long: “…”

You, my husband, I’m so happy!

From the fact that Yang Wu General was stolen from his heart, when Tang Long entered the Qinling Mountains, went to the ancient temple to look for the Huanyang grass, to Yang Wuchan's voluntary love, then became pregnant and gave birth, and then to the Fenghou coming to the door, taking the initiative to train, and once again leading Tang Long to the ancient temple, if all this is under the control of others, even Tang Long has to say that this situation is really a dog-grass field!

"Do you think you can threaten me by using Tang Qilin?" Tang Long's voice had no smile, only sharp colors.

Yang Zetian smiled and asked back, "Isn't it possible?"

Before Tang Long could speak, Yang Zetian raised his hand and pointed at the hanging coffin above: "Go up and help me get the ancient god's corpse, or the golden blood in its body, I will let Tang Qilin go, after all, it is also my grandson."

No negotiation, only orders!

This game of chess has been played here, and if you fool it, it won’t be of much significance.

"You're ruthless!"

Tang Long couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"Hehe, go quickly. If you die on it, I will dig out the heart of Tang Qilin in eighteen years!" Yang Zetian said with a gloomy smile.
Chapter completed!