If you don’t need a soldier or a soldier, you will need to release the God Lord?

Is this... really possible?

If it were someone else, Duan Yun would only think that she would be a lunatic, idiot, arrogant and extremely arrogant.

But the person who said this was the Eastern Emperor, which was a unique scenery.

While they were confused, they had a hint of expectation in their hearts.

Perhaps, while despair, it is another miracle creation.

How many people can turn despair into a miracle in the world?

Everyone in the hall looked at each other, wanting to say something but stopping, and wanted to persuade him. Looking at the woman who exuded the aura of a king in front of him, the words came to his mouth, but they swallowed them back.

The snow girl's eyes fell on the letter from Qingge's palm. The key to this must be this letter from Sihai City.

"Since that's the case, then we'll wait and see the show." The snow girl said with a smile.

Miss Ninth's eyes were slightly red, she was skeptical and nervous: "Senior Sister, is it really OK?"

Qingge looked at Miss Ninth, his eyes slightly changed, and he felt heartbroken.

Young girls are often excited and pure.

Qingge walked up to Miss Jiu and rubbed Miss Jiu's head: "I believe your senior sister, if I keep them safe, King Yama would not dare to take his life."

Qingge only casually talked about this arrogant flower. But how could he have thought that it had spread to every corner of the Gods' Heavenly Realm and became a strange buzzword.

Miss Nine looked at Qingge and felt particularly at ease. She nodded gently, "Sister Sister can definitely do it."

When Qingge walked out of the convention hall, Duan Yun and Feng Qingyang chased after him. Feng Qingyang pursed his lips and said, "Qingge, can you really not spend a single soldier?"

Qingge stopped and did not look back, but waved his hand casually.

Her figure gradually drifted away, Feng Qingyang and Duan Yun looked at each other, all of which were helpless.

"This kid..." Duan Yun sighed.

"Believe her. Although she is frivolous, she is arrogant and arrogant." Feng Qingyang said with a smile.

“…”

In the conference hall, Xue Nu, Xiong Batian, walked out with his hands. Duan Yun looked at Xue Nu and asked, "Does Snow Girl know how the Eastern Emperor fight against Dingbei Suburbs?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed." The snow girl said softly: "Master Duan, as Emperor Dong said, now you only need to focus on Qingyue Academy. As for the disciples of the three sects, Emperor Dong has his own way to take them home."

The words of Snow Girl are also like a reassuring agent.

After leaving the Chamber of the Seminar, the Snow Girl hurried to look for Qingge.

In the yard surrounded by vines and flowers, Qingge sat on the swing woven by bamboo leaves, holding a snow-white cat in his arms, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the swing leaves, resting for a little.

The white moon shines down, like a layer of holy light, covering her body with bright light.

The snow girl sighed helplessly like an old mother, holding the velvet blanket and covering Qingge's body.

"It's windy at night, I don't know how to take good care of myself?" Xue Nu angrily sang.

"Is the girl caring about me?" Qingge raised her eyebrows.

"Don't be slick, long live my age. If you talk about seniority, you are indeed your elders, so you must not be rude." The snow girl was slightly serious.

elder……

When Xiong Batian heard this, he almost fell to the ground.

Qingge sat on her legs, stretched out her hands and gently hugged the back of her head, and leaned back slightly.

As the light song moves slightly, the swings swings slightly.

"Sir Xue Nu, you have eaten all my stupid disciples, but you have to be responsible and not patted your butt and left. According to reason, should you call me Master?" Qingge smiled with his lips curled up.

The snow girl's face suddenly changed and she looked at Xiong Batian coldly.

With just one look, Xiong Batian knew that he would kneel on the washboard tonight.

Although Xiong Batian didn't know what he was wrong, anyway, his wife was unhappy, so it was definitely his fault.

If it is a quibble, then it will be more wrong.

"What are you going to do about the matter in the northern suburbs?" The snow girl sat on the stone table beside her.

Xiong Batian pricked up his ears and listened quietly. He also wanted to know what his master would do about this matter.

Qingge swings the bamboo leaves swing, touches the little white cat, and jokingly says, "Don't you understand it long ago?"

Xiong Batian frowned, his head full of confusion. What did his wife understand?

The snow girl changed her sitting position and smiled and said, "You dare not let Jiuci and I take action, nor will you go alone. The big reason is that you are worried about King Qinglian?"

Qingge took a deep breath of the cat and chuckled: "The wife of the apprentice is so smart."

Hearing those three words, the snow girl's face changed slightly, making it difficult to maintain her smile.

However, Xiong Batian was in a state of ejaculation, but he was also wondering what the matter in the northern suburbs had to do with worrying about the Qinglian King?

Xiong Batian wanted to clarify the relationship, but found that his thoughts were chaotic and that two of his head were as big as two.

"So, you will never take action rashly when deciding on the northern suburbs. You are afraid that this is a game set up for King Qinglian." said the snow girl.

Xiong Batian: "???" How did the life and death of the disciples of the three sects become a situation set up for King Qinglian?

Qingge looked at Xiong Batian sympathetically, then looked at the snow girl who was talking and talking, and for a moment, she didn't know which one to sympathize with.

"Continue." Qingge lowered his eyes slightly and enjoyed the caress of the wind.

The snow girl said, "That letter was sent by Blue Tail. It should be about Qinglian. As for the fact that it doesn't cost a soldier, the reason is very simple. Since you bribed once, can't you bribe the second time? This time, did you use the wind of others to destroy the demon fire in the divine realm?"

"Smart, so smart." Qingge exclaimed: "It's a pity that such a good girl is worthy of my stupid disciple. What a good flower, what a pity, what a pity."

Xiong Batian was still racking his brains to think about the information in the conversation between Xue Nu and Qing Ge. Suddenly, when he heard Qing Ge sighing like this, Xiong Batian was shocked.

Master, changed...

"Since you know, as a master, you have to prepare a betrothal gift, otherwise I won't marry." The snow girl walked out and when she passed by Xiong Batian, she stretched out her hand to Xiong Batian. Xiong Batian immediately took out her claws and held Xuen's soft hand.

"Master, it depends on Master for the betrothal gifts. After that, Xiaotian will definitely respect you." Xiong Batian led his wife away.

Don't take such a trick on Master...

Qingge looked at the backs of the two, but smiled with relief.

There are many differences in this world, such as improper doors, wrong households, mismatch in identity, and difference in strength.

But Qingge believes that if it is sincere love, it is not afraid of everything in the world.

Miss Nine and Nine Ci are different from this.

Their gap is not in identity, but in that they are just wishful thinking.

The love that is mutual and the courage to get close to each other will never be defeated by the world.

Qingge tapped the ground with his toes and gently swung the swing, while petting his cat, muttering to himself: "If Dongling can restore all his strength, the officials of Qinglian will never dare to have any other intentions."

However, where can Dongling’s memory and strength be retrieved?

Meow.

The little white cat stretched in Qingge's arms, with its blue eyes as deep and beautiful as the sea.

After a moment, the little white cat found a restrained position and curled up and slung comfortably to sleep. (To be continued)
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