Chapter 1786 The king is in the world, and the eight kings are in the sky
The firefinch stood on the courtyard wall, looking at Qingge with wide eyes, full of admiration.
The boss is so powerful!
On the other side, Qingge received everyone's answers, the corners of her lips raised, and a smile appeared.
Liu Yan'er looked at Qing Ge's back and smiled lightly.
She turned around and walked towards He Dongye. She saw a cold corpse, no longer alive at all.
He Dongye is rough and rough, and has nothing to do with handsomeness and elegance, but his tenderness is given to Liu Yaner. Although he is iron-blooded and resolute, he also wants to spend the good time and beautiful scenery instead of nothing.
Liu Yaner's other hand gently stroked He Dongye's cheek, feeling a cold touch.
In a battle, someone must die.
And she sacrificed He Dongye.
Liu Yan'er opened her eyes wide, recalling all the clumsiness of He Dongye. She imitated the noble man's appearance, shaved off her beard, and stood in front of the corridor with an ancient book in her hand. She turned around and looked at the man she thought was handsome.
He was smiling, but he didn't know that he was holding the book upside down, and he was smiling like an idiot.
Liu Yan'er shook her head and sighed.
She took He Dongye's rough hand and put it in front of her face.
In these troubled times, the Apocalypse Sea, the Nine States are swinging, the monarch is in the world, the eight kings are in the sky, the Tianji Tower, the Shadow Pavilion...
The strong are like clouds, crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
What is the love between children?
Regardless of men or women, everyone wants to be at the top.
Qing Ge looked back at Liu Yan'er. She looked at Xiao Shanyan and walked to He Xilou.
"It is said that women are weak by nature, but this is not the case. When women are strong-willed, they can be more domineering and ruthless than men. I am very curious about what kind of person your fiancé is." He Xilou said.
"My fiancé is the best man in the world. He is a hero and handsome." Qingge said with a smile.
He Xilou raised his eyebrows, "More handsome than me?"
"That's natural." Qingge was confident.
Mentioning Ji Yue, the coldness between her eyebrows turned into the intoxication of the spring breeze.
"Where is he?" He Xilou asked.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly and she looked towards the sky, "Demon Realm."
"Idiot!" He Xilou shouted in a low voice: "Human cultivators cannot involve demons and demons. This is an unwritten rule among the major planes. I think you will probably never see your fiancé in this life.
News came from Apocalypse overseas that the seal of the demon war god has been eliminated, and the red moon of the demon realm has fallen into a barrier. If you are not a demon realm person, whoever breaks into the demon realm without authorization will die! The demons in the demon realm cannot leave the demon realm. Give up.
"
Sing softly and close your eyes.
Has it started yet?
There are many difficulties and the fog is deep.
Ji Yue had long expected this day, so she created a Ji Ye to replace him and accompany her.
"If love is deep and righteous, why should we face each other day and night?"
Qing Ge glanced at Xiao Shanyan and said: "Zi Ling Yuan should be disbanded, all the practitioners should join the sea area, Fengyun Town should be returned to the Qiao family, and everything should return to normal."
Qiao Yaorong's eyes lit up when he heard this. However, Qingge's next sentence was like cold water being poured down on his head.
"Master Qiao is old, and he should not be able to handle affairs as he wishes. I think Concubine Qiao is good, and it is time for Master Qiao to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of her position." Qingge said calmly.
Qiao Yaorong was anxious and said quickly: "Miss Ye, I think I'm still young and can still work for two more years."
Qingge's eyes were as cold as cold, and he glanced at Qiao Yaorong, "Master Qiao, Fengyun Town has not been peaceful in recent years. Practitioners often lose arms and legs, and losing their lives is common. I am doing this for your own good.
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Hearing this, Qiao Yaorong felt furious and furious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he breathed straight into the Heavenly Spirit Cap.
How could there be such a shameless person in the world, threatening him openly?
Couldn't Ye Qingge's words mean that if Qiao Yaorong didn't obediently give up his position, he would be missing arms and legs?
Now that He Xilou speaks for her, who dares to resist Ye Qingge?
Unless he's a real man who doesn't care about his life.
Qiao Yaorong was unwilling to give up.
"Master Qiao, there are unforeseen circumstances..." Qingge said softly.
Qiao Yaorong's face was strange, as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said reluctantly: "What the Lord Night said is absolutely true. Concubine is a leader among the younger generation. I can rest assured that she will be in charge of the Qiao family."
"From now on, Concubine Qiao's safety will be left to you. If anything happens to Concubine Qiao, just come to me with your head in hand."
After singing softly, he threw up his sleeves and left.
Walking to Liu Yan'er's side, Qing Ge stopped, looked at He Dongye's body, pursed her lips, and said, "Let's give it a good burial."
"No need." Liu Yan'er shook her head, "He Dongye said that he lived an inelegant life and must be elegant after death. His wish in this life is to cross the Apocalypse Sea. I heard that there is a Bodhi tree outside the Apocalypse Sea.
Just scatter his ashes under the Bodhi tree."
Singing softly and raising eyebrows.
A tough guy also has a gentle heart.
Xiao Shanyan turned to look at Liu Yan'er.
Liu Yan'er has never been so interested in a man.
He didn't understand that He Dongye was a vulgar person with meager strength, not as outstanding appearance as him, and he had no temperament or ambition. Why was Liu Yan'er so interested in him?
Qingge, He Xilou and others walked out of Zilingyuan.
After walking a few steps, Qingge frowned and stopped, her mind going blank.
"Miss Ye, what's wrong?" Eleven asked.
Qing Ge bit her lip, she seemed to have forgotten something?
In the spiritual world, a loud and noisy sound suddenly sounded.
"Boss, slow down, slow down, wait for me..." The firefinch flew over with fluttering wings. Because it was afraid of heights, the firefinch flew very low.
The fire bird stood on Qingge's shoulder, panting, eyes flashing, looking at Qingge with admiration.
"Boss, from now on, the mountains are high and the roads are far away. You and I will fight side by side. We will be inseparable in life and death, and we will depend on each other for blessings and misfortunes." The firebird bird's eyes were like a torch, and its sharp beak moved every move.
Qingge curled her lips and walked forward.
The firefinch is a literary bird.
But it is afraid of death.
What is life and death?
When the battle started, this guy ran faster than a rabbit, as if his butt was on fire.
Are we still dependent on each other for good and misfortune? We are just afraid that when disaster strikes, we will fly away separately.
When Firefinch saw that Qingge ignored him, his eyes burst into tears and he was so sad that he was deformed.
"Fu Lingdi, the battle of lords will be the battle of lords in a while. Whether we can stand out and expand the sea area depends on this battle. Ye Qingge, can you bring me a surprise?" He Xilou asked.
"At least I won't let you down." Qingge said.
He Xilou narrowed his eyes, "As a person without true energy, I don't know where you get your confidence and courage."
He Xilou also didn't understand why, after careful consideration, he would believe in a woman who had no real energy in her body.
The battle of lords is exciting and exciting. Only the strong can fight their way out, and only the practitioners with strong fists can become the king in the Apocalypse Sea.
Can Ye Qingge do it?
He Xilou actually had some expectations.
Jie Shuanghua, who had been following behind, heard this and her eyes dimmed slightly.
Practitioners without true essence...
That's a joke!
He Xilou was actually willing to believe in such a person.
What exactly is it for?
He Xilou walked forward, the hem of his purple robe flying. He paused and stared at Qing Ge with an extremely dangerous look in his eyes.