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Chapter 2050 Go, go eat something that is not defined

At that moment, Chu Yue was so embarrassed that her scalp was numb and she didn't even dare to look at the man next to her.

How arrogant he was when facing Li Liancheng at that time, but how embarrassed he is now.

The key is.

She also didn't expect that someone would be so immoral as to record it with the Thousand Lines Divine Scroll at such a critical moment.

After hearing these words, all the guardians were startled, and then they all looked at Ye Mohan in unison.

One can imagine how arrogant His Highness the Sword Emperor will be in the future with this thing...

Ye Mohan looked at Chu Yue with a smile, the corners of his eyebrows shimmering with light, as beautiful as the stars and the moon.

"Achu."

He called softly.

"Um."

Chu Yue lowered her head and looked at the tips of her shoes. Her cheeks and ears were all red.

"Achu." He called again.

"What...?"

Chu Yue raised her head angrily, her light purple eyes widened, and she looked at Ye Mohan who was making fun of her rather angrily.

But before she could finish her words, the man's red lips were blocked.

In an instant, a dragon roared.

Ye Mohan threw out the Nine Dragon Sword. The sword flashed with light and turned into nine blue dragons hovering around the world, isolating more than a dozen protectors.

Shisan howled: "We are all members of our own family who share life and death. Is there anything that I, Long Shisan, can't see?"

he is very angry.

Halfway through his anger, another protector covered his mouth and dragged him away.

Thirteen is tired of living and wants to move their heads somewhere, but they still want to live for a few more years.

In the Kowloon Formation.

Chu Yue subconsciously wanted to hide, but her waist was held tightly and powerfully by the man.

The man bit her lips lightly, then slowly pried them open, and kissed her passionately. The heat between his lips and teeth was still rising, greedily tasting the sweetness that belonged to her. Even if it was only for a moment, it seemed that he would not let down ninety thousand years.

of waiting and expectation.

"Achu."

"Um."

She snorted lazily.

"Me too."

Chu Yue was stunned for a while before she realized that the pillow was responding to her words in the Thousand Lines Divine Scroll.

Immediately, he slowly raised his hands and wrapped them around the man's back.

Just when the two of them were inseparable, they always felt something weird that couldn't be explained.

Not long after, the two of them looked sideways together, and saw the blood-winged and red-eyed boy squatting in mid-air, looking at them curiously with his eyes wide open and his head tilted, and he blinked twice.

"You guys, it seems, are having a hard time."

The blood-winged boy asked straightforwardly: "Do you need my help?"

After a brief silence, a man's deep roar suddenly sounded, which was a concise and concise word: "Go away——"

I saw the long arm waved, the energy surged, and the strong wind blew the blood-winged boy away with full force.

After this flight, it fell back to the distant Buddha Mountain and fell into a huge smoking pit, which made the young man feel like stars were shining in his eyes and he was quite confused.

My mother said that if you do good deeds, you will be rewarded.

Why is this different from what my mother said?

The young man curled his lips in grievance, and his wings trembled.



The Nine Dragon Formation disappeared with Ye Mohan's low roar.

The guardians looked at each other.

Protector Black opened his mouth in a daze, "Your Highness, you are ready."

The sword-crazy protector crossed his arms and blew the hair off his forehead, thinking he was handsome, "Your Highness wants to get rid of the title of wife slave and show off his majesty as a man."

"Just now, did something fly out suddenly?" Protector Zi touched his chin.

Long Shisan leaned towards Ye Mohan diligently, "Your Highness, do you still like this big treasure?"

Ye Mohan looked at him, his big eyes staring at his small eyes for a long time, and then he suddenly shouted as if he thought of something:

"reward!"

Long Shisan immediately knelt down and kowtowed a dozen times, "I thank the Sword Emperor for the reward."

Protectors: "..."

The fourteenth Dharma Protector's mouth twitched sharply and was messy in the wind.

If he remembered correctly, Long Shisan's original intention of taking out the Thousand Lines Divine Scroll was to record whether Ye Chuyue would change his heart towards Li Liancheng.

Chu Yue looked at the guardians who looked unreliable and raised her hand to rub the center of her brows. Just when her uncle Mu Linfeng came over and called everyone to start eating, Chu Yue rubbed oil on her soles and ran away faster than a rabbit.

not far away.

Xiao Li bumped Tu Weiwei with his elbow, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Tu, go ahead and eat something that is not defined as a meal."

Tu Weiwei: "..." Why does she think that Junior Sister Xiao Li has become more and more humorous recently?

Qin Tieniu followed up and said: "For us Wei Mei, there is nothing that one meal cannot solve. If it is true, then two meals will be enough."

Tu Weiwei was so angry that she took out a huge steel bowl and smashed it on Qin Tieniu's head.

The next moment, Qin Tieniu's smooth and round forehead grew a big bump at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Tu Weiwei stuffed the giant bowl back into place, clapped her hands, straightened her chest, and walked towards the place where the smell of rice came out.



Taoyuan Island in the Sea.

The island is wide.

Mrs. Tai took her entourage and used Ye Gong's cooking utensils to prepare many tables of meals.

There is an empty seat on Chu Yue's left hand. The cups on the table are filled with wine and the bowls are filled with soup.

This position is reserved for Yan Hongyuan.

Everyone pushed glasses and placed cups to celebrate the victory of this war.

Chu Yue finished a sip of wine and poured herself another glass.

This cup, she paid tribute to the empty cup, and then drank it all alone and lonely.

Dugulan sat at another table, and the people sitting there were all the Netherworld disciples of Thirty-Six Sha.

They also came out with a vacant seat and filled it with Yan Hongyuan's favorite wine.

Dugulan looked at the empty seat next to her, then looked in the direction of Chu Yue, lowered her head and smiled bitterly with her lips raised, "Senior Sister Yan, if you can return to the world, I'm afraid you will sit at Junior Sister Ye's table and accompany her.

Have a drink.”

At the end of the speech, my eyes were very red, my voice was choked, and my throat was so swollen that speaking out was like cutting with a knife.

The combination of wolf eyes and divine and demonic pupils, skin that was so white that it was almost pathological, and intricate blood-colored veins all over the place, made her look like a living monster.

"Senior sister, come, drink, drink the strongest wine, kill the strongest enemy, go to the highest heaven, and sleep with the wildest man."

Dugulan smiled and cried, and drank all the strong wine.

After three rounds of drinking.

Shangguan Yao drank until his cheeks turned red and he was drunk. He stood up unsteadily with a pot of wine in his hands and muttered: "Sister Mo Yue, you go on the shore. Brother Yao, I will take the bow."

As he said that, he hooked the Qilin Emperor and said, "With my brother here in the future, no one will bully you anymore."

The Qilin Heavenly Emperor was on pins and needles at that time. He was so sick of the cold that he had to vomit after eating the next night.

at the same time.

The expressions of Ye Mohan and Ye Wuxie suddenly changed, and they glanced at Shangguan Yao with eyes filled with the smell of dangerous gunpowder as if they were enemies of the same enemy.

Shangguan Yao's mood was like the sky in March. It could change at a moment's notice. His tears couldn't stop flowing down, and he pressed his butt on the Qilin Emperor's leg. "Yuemei, when we said goodbye tomorrow night, brother, I didn't have tea."

Thinking about food makes my brother feel so miserable."

Eight Old Martial Gods: "..." How do they remember that Master Shangguan Lu eats ten meals a day, ten bowls in one meal, and even stops by for an extra meal when he goes to the toilet in the middle of the night?


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