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Chapter 104 Why Are You Like This After He Died

Three months later, a great disaster occurred in the sky, and a major earthquake of magnitude 6 to 8.0 occurred in many countries at the same time. As the epicenter, the mountains of the ancient Loulan Kingdom were the same. The ancient Loulan Kingdom and the Liliang Dynasty were also at the same time.

A considerable earthquake occurred. Although the situation was not as serious as that of the ancient Loulan Kingdom, there were heavy casualties.

This had to cause headaches from all over the land of the Liang Dynasty. The court allocated a large amount of disaster funds but it was ineffective. More and more people were displaced. At this time, the Qiyue Sect quickly rose in the ancient Loulan Kingdom. The Qiyue Sect leader was the Qiyue Sect

The Qiyue Palace was built and the homeless people from all over the world were taken in. They served porridge and did good deeds all day long. They volunteered to follow the leader of the Qiyue Sect. They became famous for a while, and the church members had reached tens of thousands.

There are so many things, especially the left and right guardians around the leader of Qiyue Sect, which is even more daunting.

The left guard was Nalan Ziheng, the eldest son of the Nalan family in front of the Liang Dynasty.

The Nalan family is one of the best martial arts families in the world. The martial arts masterpiece of the Heart-Striving Sword is a true treasure that everyone wants to take for themselves.

Just three months ago, the eldest son of the Nalan family was tragically destroyed by mysterious militants. However, the outnumbered Nalan family was accidentally rescued by the leader of the Qiyue Sect and became the left guardian of the Qiyue Sect. His magical heart-striking sword was even more

It makes people feel scared.

The right guardian Bai Yuexin is one of the best formation masters in the martial arts world. It is said that they can defeat thousands of troops in one round. Qiyue Sect rose overnight. The wide range of believers and various figures mingled in various countries. This inevitably became the king of the ancient Loulan Kingdom and

Emperor Li Liang was staring at the thorns in his flesh. What's wrong with the Qiyue Sect? It happened to be built at the junction of the ancient Loulan Kingdom and the Liliang Dynasty. This obviously threatened the status of the two kings, and I wish I could get rid of it.

quick.

The two kings of one country discussed sending together a general and thousands of elite soldiers to wipe out the Qiyue Sect to stabilize the hearts of the people.

It was night, and the night sky was like dark curtains but there was no starry morning. Only a crescent moon with teeth like hooks hangs on the sky and shines on a cold moonlight. A woman stood in front of the window, looking at the bright moon outside the window, and the faint moonlight

She poured on her red robe, and reflected her cold eyes, and further revealed her unruly and cold temperament. She tasted the steaming Pu'er tea in the cup, but still looked at the sky

The bright moon spoke quietly: "Come in."

When Nalan Ziheng, the left guardian of Qiyue Sect, pushed open the door and walked in, he saw this rare picture of a beauty. As the future successor of the Nalan family, he had seen a beauty before, but this kind of cold

But the breath made him stunned, and he respectfully clasped his fists and said, "Master, there seems to be a strange movement in the direction of the mountains. A group of people of unknown origins set up camp in the mountains. It has not been found out who it is yet, and my subordinates guess that maybe this is

The matter is related to King Qi, and these people should be the bandits who killed King Qi."

Nalan Ziheng looked up at the woman standing by the window. Seeing that the woman did not answer, he, the subordinate, naturally lowered his head again.

The woman turned around and casually put the teacup in her hand on the table. Her tone was cold and cold: "Since you haven't found out, don't infer it without authorization. Random guessing will only cover up the facts, let the real murderer go and put that

Find out the true identity of the group and come back to see me. If you make such a self-guessment without any evidence next time, you don’t have to stay by my side, you never leave useless people around me.”

"Yes." Nalan Ziheng was shocked. Based on his understanding of the leader in the past three months, the leader's words would definitely be done. His Nalan family was destroyed, and the place where the leader was found was his home.

What's more, the Nalan family had not revenged, so she promised him that he would kill the enemy with his hands. He had been waiting for that day, how could he give up easily? Even if he died, he would follow the leader.

After Nalan Ziheng went out, Mao Ting picked up the tea cup and wanted to taste the tea again, but found that the tea on the cup had already been cold, and there was only the cold touch of the tea cup in her hand, which made her fingers cold and her heart cold.

It's been three months since he's been dead for three months. He still can't accept the fact that Qi Jiaye died. He seems to be living in every corner of his heart, his smile, his voice, his

Whenever I think of his face, I feel a thrilling pain in my heart. It would be great if he was still there, but if the tea was cold, I could change it to another cup. But if my heart is dead, what should I use to bring it back to life? Should I let it go

Will Qijiaye come back to life?

Mao Ting smiled bitterly and raised her head to lure the tea in the teacup. The cooled tea was like a stream of ice fountain that colded to her limbs.

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Early in the morning, the mist is like layers of veil, covering every corner of the street. The plan for the year is in the morning. Early in the morning, many merchants and vendors started to work hard, with a big red robe with big sleeves

A big vulgar peony woman appeared at the street corner. The powder painted her face white, and her two red blusheds looked like a funny clown.

When this outfit is matched, people can't help but think of the beautiful red and beautiful mountain dandan in Xiao Shenyang. You don't have to guess who it is. Who else can you have if you don't know if this is not Princess Mao Ting?

The man holding her hand was wearing a blue shirt, with a long figure, a fair face as white as jade, black hair as ink, a high nose bridge, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a beautiful scholarly aura all over his body. This person is big

Early in the morning, Fu Jingning, who asked her about something big.

Mao Ting raised her eyebrows and looked unhappy. She was idle and had nothing to do. She pulled her out of the bed early in the morning, asked him nothing, and insisted on letting him wash and pull her here.

On the street: "I said what's wrong with you? You've all gone to the street. It's time to reveal your so-called big deal, right?" Mao Ting said impatiently while shaking the man's hand holding her wrist.

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It seemed that he was holding her, but it was clearly that he forced her to the street.

The man looked at the little hand that kept trying to shake off his palm, and his beautiful brows locked up in disappointment, and murmured bitterly: "Why, since he died, have you hated me so much?

Are you so disgusted with the most basic touch?”
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