Chapter 1899 There is a poem for you all, happy life and a bright future
"yes--"
The man knelt on one knee, arched his hands, said softly, and then turned into a whirlpool of white light and disappeared into this ancient and magnificent palace.
However, Chu Yue was nowhere to be found on the thousand-foot ivory steps from beginning to end.
But Xie Qingyan's eyes still fell on the last step of the stairs.
She faced the cold wind and smiled.
"This is the best now, isn't it?"
She whispered to herself: "At least, she is here..."
Xie Qingyan slowly raised his hand, and there was a bit of black mist on his fingertips.
When the black mist spreads from her fingertips to her heart, she will become a fool, and the strength of the God of War will regress to the point where she is worse than even a three-year-old child.
She has been a lackey for the Wumian tribe for 90,000 years, and it’s time for her to live for herself.
All my life, I have pursued nothing more than the ghost master who dyed hope in red clothes in troubled times.
Ninety thousand years of long-cherished wish finally came true.
The cold wind in late winter ruffled her hair on the temples, and her eyes were very dark.
But unconsciously, his eyes turned red.
Ashamed?
No.
She is not ashamed.
It's just that when you have no face to see the ghost master, you will never be able to smile with your brows and shine in your eyes like you did when we met in Zhongzhou that year. Even if you die alone, you can straighten your back with high spirits.
"yes."
“It’s already the best.”
The end.
She asked and answered herself, sighing softly.
…
When Chu Yue returned to the Vientiane Hall, Qin Tieniu walked up to where Xie Qingyan was sitting before, cleared his throat, ruffled his hair with his hand, and whistled angrily, saying loudly: "
Gentlemen, please do not leave the table. Niu has a poem for you."
The Qilin Heavenly Emperor and the guards in the Vientiane Domain looked expectantly and listened attentively.
Zhao Wushuang and the others, on the other hand, had ugly expressions as if they had eaten flies.
The corners of Chu Yue's mouth twitched slightly, and her head hurt terribly.
If she had known this, she would have had an extra glass of wine at Xie Qingyan's place.
The next moment, Qin Tieniu chanted: "As long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties. Which one is better at turning defeat into victory? Find Master Chu in the Martial Arts Temple."
All eyes were focused on the depressed woman in red.
Chu Yue raised her hand to touch her forehead, she really didn't want to admit that she knew this guy.
"No dog will listen to any nonsense poem."
Tu Weiwei kicked Qin Tieniu down, then stepped forward, grabbed Qin Tieniu's ears and pulled the embarrassing thing out.
While pulling and scolding: "Don't call me Junior Sister's person outside in the future. Junior Sister has been upright in her life and has made great achievements in battle. You are the only one with such a stain."
"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, help me, I murdered my husband."
Qin Tieniu shouted.
I remember back then, he was still laughing at Yan Nanji behind closed doors because Leng Qingshuang was tugging her ears all day long.
I didn't expect that there would be reincarnation in the way of heaven, so it was my turn.
"What kind of husband? I want to destroy my family and chop you into pieces for insulting people's ears." Tu Weiwei was furious.
Although people disagree with Qin Tieniu's poems, this incident made the surrounding atmosphere so cold that it was almost solidified and relaxed.
Chu Yue raised her hand and touched her nose lightly, a helpless smile overflowed from her dark eyes.
"Master Ye Gui, Xie Wushen ordered you to have a meal in the Wanxiang Domain before leaving." A waiter came and said respectfully.
"okay--"
Chu Yue responded quietly, thinking that after working for so long, she should have a good meal.
Before the waiter bowed and left, Chu Yue added another sentence: "Have some chicken drumsticks, you don't need too much."
The waiter nodded.
"Just a few thousand chicken legs will do." Chu Yue smiled peacefully.
The waiter suddenly raised his head, "...Okay..."
Thousands of chicken legs, also called not... too many...?
No wonder Ye Chuyue has achieved such high achievements at such a young age. It turns out that a meal of chicken drumsticks alone costs thousands.
Since then, a "chicken leg trend" has swept across the five continents.
It means: Only when you eat your legs well can you become a master of others.
Ye and Mu Mansion, as well as Wu Zu, Zhao Wushuang and others, all stayed with Chu Yue in the Wanxiang Territory and had a meal of delicacies from the mountains and seas.
"Master Ye Gui, this is the chicken drumstick you want..."
The guards carried basket after basket of chicken legs.
Chu Yue nodded lightly, brushed her sleeves carelessly, and threw thousands of chicken legs into Yuanshen's contract space and Shennong space respectively.
The monsters in Shennong's space rushed to eat the chicken legs, and Suzaku's eyes flashed as he feasted. The majestic holy beast showed no sign of eating, and looked like a homeless hungry man who had never seen the world.
"Woman, this chicken drumstick tastes good. I like it very much." Suzaku took a mouthful of oil.
Chu Yue shrugged her shoulders. Just as she was about to use chopsticks to pick up vegetables, she realized that the eyes around her were all on her.
My eldest uncle Mu Jingyun said: "Xiao Chu, it is a blessing to be able to eat. It is not something difficult to talk about. There is no need to hide it."
Chu Yue: "..."
I bet these people thought she was too embarrassed to eat, so they hid thousands of chicken legs and ate them.
"It's for the Suzaku, it loves to eat."
Chu Yue took a sip of the soup and said calmly.
"How could Lord Holy Beast eat such unworthy food? Xiao Chu, you really know how to joke."
The second uncle Mu Chenhai actually laughed out loud, and was instantly pinched hard by his mother, Mrs. Mu, under the table. He screamed in pain, and then remained silent without daring to say a word.
Chu Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling a little complicated as she felt the Suzaku devouring her soul.
After Zhuque finished a thousand chicken legs, he licked the oil on his mouth, wiped his paws, and said with disdain: "You're right, dogs won't eat any nonsense chicken legs. Chu Yue Nizi, don't do it again in the future.
Bring this lowly meat to me."
Chu Yue: "..."
How come this stupid bird doesn't learn from the good but only the bad?
After just a while, I learned a few bad words from Tu Weiwei.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll chop you into chicken drumsticks." The corner of Chu Yue's mouth twitched fiercely.
Suzaku was trembling, his eyes were full of tears, and he was so sad that he was deformed: "You humans are not good. When you made the contract, you clearly promised that you would be good to me."
A drop of cold sweat fell on Chu Yue's forehead, and she closed her soul indifferently, not wanting to see the silly showman again.
She picked up the wine glass and was about to drink it when she saw Ye Wuxie taking the wine glass away from her and said in a deep voice, "Too much wine will harm your health."
"How can you celebrate a victory without drinking alcohol?" Chu Yue said.
"Drink too much." Ye Wuxie said forcefully.
Chu Yue blinked twice, looked at the wine glass in Ye Wuxie's hand and swallowed, "Brother..."
"Three cups."
Ye Wuxie's heart softened and he sent the wine glass back.
"Ten cups."
Chu Yue bargained.
"Eight cups." Ye Wuxie blurted out.
"make a deal."
Chu Yue took a sip from the cup, her brows and eyes curled into a smile, like a crescent moon.
A faint shimmer of light enveloped her eyebrows, which was both alluring and a bit pure.
It is unimaginable that she once stood in the battlefield and stood in front of ten thousand others...
Ye Wuxie was just feeling annoyed that he had fallen for Chu Yue's advice, when he saw the smile between his sister's eyebrows, and thought that he was happy and had a good life, and it wouldn't hurt to drink a few more drinks, so he left her alone.