It is God for a wife to follow what she says.

Even if Ji Yue gets drunk, she will never forget this truth.

On the contrary, the old monster covered his face and sighed, so angry that he only vomited blood.

The dignified Qing Emperor, the owner of the ruthless divine bone, is actually a good player who acts cute and cute? It's simply shameful!

The drunk Ji Yue hugged Qingge like an octopus, which was very sticky. Qingge lowered her eyes and smiled, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with sweetness.

The mother-in-law of the three tribes brought a cup of sober tea, Qingge feeds it to Ji Yue. Ji Yue drank a little and pursed her lips, suddenly opened her sleepy eyes, "No, it's bitter." Qingge frowned, how could sober tea be?

It was bitter, so I took a sip to taste it. At this moment, Ji Yue was still as innocent as a wolf, and put Qingge on the seat, blocked the girl's soft lips, and drank it off.

That sobering tea

.There was heat between her lips and teeth. Ji Yue gently pressed the back of her head, afraid that she would hit the wall behind her. After a long time, Ji Yue returned to her original position and hugged Qingge drunk, smiling in a daze: "It's sweet."

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Mo Xie was as stunned as a wooden chicken, shocked, his whole body was motionless as if it had been petrified, and the wind was about to blow away as soon as it came.

The wine glass held by Mo Xie in his hand fell down and broke open. Mo Xie gritted his teeth, wishing he could beat his chest and feet and scold birds and beasts.

Pour one cup?

Mo Xie now seriously suspects that Ji Yue did it on purpose.

What a sinister man!

Dongling Cod was drinking alone, his eyes were dim and his expression was lonely. Isn't this wine too bitter?

Sure enough, I came to drink some wine and asked for trouble.

The ancestor really wanted to pretend not to know Ji Yue, and turned his head and shouted coldly: "It's unfair to the customs!"

Wuyou was drinking and secretly wondering if he could fight the night hall...

Qingge wanted to drink with you, but the "pendants" beside her made trouble from time to time. She had no choice but to support Ji Yue back to her room.

It was already late at night and the wine was in full swing. The Dongling Cod who came to the mansion were all staying in the city lord's mansion.

Qingge helped Ji Yue to the room prepared by the mother-in-law of the three clans, threw Ji Yue on the bed, and wiped Ji Yue's red face.

"Since you can't drink it, don't show off." Qingge gently stroked his face and whispered.

Suddenly, the drunken man grabbed her wrist and moved forward with force. Qingge hid in Ji Yue's arms, and his head was pinned on his chest. He could hear the powerful heartbeat.

Voice.

Qingge raised his lips slightly, hugging Ji Yue gently, "I don't know how to be more at ease when I'm drunk."

Ji Yue grabbed her hand and whispered hoarsely: "I miss you."

Qingge moved forward, supported his hands on Ji Yue's shoulders, looked down at Ji Yue, and bit Ji Yue's lips.

Hot... like fire...

That moon was hiding behind the black clouds.

Ji Yue pressed him down, and when he was about to be undescribable, he creaked and the door of the house was opened by a small hand.

Qingge turned his head and looked, Ji Yue squinted her eyes and saw Xiao Baozi dragging a small quilt and biting the quilt with tears in her eyes: "Elder, Ye'er is afraid."

"Don't dare to sleep alone?" Qingge asked.

The little bun sniffed and nodded.

Qingge kicked Ji Yue away, who was pressing her, walked down and returned to the bed with the little bun, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

The little bun's eyes glowed: "Good!"

Ji Yue woke up instantly, looking at Xiao Baozi as if she was facing a great enemy. Xiao Baozi lay directly between the two, separated by the two like a chasm.

"A man is a real man, he is in the world, bleeding but not crying. What are you afraid of? Sleep alone." Ji Yue said coldly.

Xiao Baozi blinked his eyes and pinched his thighs quietly. Tears came as soon as he said that, and immediately burst into tears and felt heartbroken: "Elder, he is cruel to me, I'm afraid."

Qingge angrily looked at Ji Yue, and Ji Yue sat upright, looking at her nose and nose, pretending not to know this.

"How old are you, and you are still angry with the child?" Qingge said unhappily: "Be good Ye'er, you've been scared these days, so you'll sleep here today."

The little bun was nestled in Ji Yue's arms, and his buttocks were not spoken to Ji Yue, but he was still sticking out his head, wishing he could squeeze Ji Yue out.

Ji Yue comforted herself to be her biological child, otherwise she would be afraid of being able to beat the child up.

The mother and the mother slept soundly. Poor Ji Yue didn't sleep all night. Since Huo'er has come, how could he leave just by saying that?

The next day, Qingge and Ji Yue went to the Blood Dance Tower and walked into the Shenmu Space.

The Shenmu has a large space surface, can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, and is like a square wall in all directions, climbing terrible slurry.

A withered dragon and phoenix tree is in the east direction, and the towering tree is also spectacular when it witheres.

Perhaps there were hundreds of thousands of demons wailing here, and Qingge felt a hint of sadness and coldness when he walked into the divine wood space.

Ji Yue walked in the Shenmu Space with her hand, looking around vigilantly, protecting her at all times, and not daring to relax and slack at all.

"Do you want to take away the divine wood space?" Ji Yue asked.

Qingge pointed his little head.

"Wait." Ji Yue took off her outer shirt and spread it on the dead wood, pressed Qingge's shoulders, and let Qingge sit on it.

Ji Yue, wearing white clothes, walked forward and stood under the withered dragon and phoenix tree. When the strong wind blew, he raised his hair and hit the tree with one hand.

Ji Yue closed her eyes and communicated with the soul of this space.

Wild beasts have divine consciousness, and all treasures in the world have spirits. In spaces of higher and higher, they have independent souls.

By communicating with the soul, opportunities can be judged, and those with opportunities can occupy this space.

The word "opportunity" is simple. How many people can tell all the opportunities?

Since ancient times, as the saying goes, opportunities are chosen by heaven, and they are hard to meet in the ages. Even if the God punishes, there will be a disaster from heaven.

Qingge sat on the dead tree and looked at Ji Yue from afar looking for the spirit of the divine wood.

Communication between souls is far less simple than what is expressed. If you are not careful, you will be an abyss that will never be restored.

Qingge lay on the dead tree pounced on Ji Yue's outer shirt, and looked at him sideways and was still obsessed with her eyes.

"Senior Gu Long, is he handsome?" Qingge asked Gu Long to chat with him.

“Very good.”

"That's it, that's my man, how can I not be handsome?" Qingge smiled and grinned into his ears.

Senior Gu Long: "..." Who did he provoke whom he suffered such a crime!

"Senior." Qingge's soul sent a voice.

"Um?"

"How about my man?"

Gu Long: "..."

Gu Long simply pretended to die and refused to pay attention to Qingge, hoping to block his ears.

It is really terrible for a woman to fall in love. This is the conclusion drawn by Senior Gu Long.

Suddenly, a terrorist shaking, with the eastern dragon and phoenix tree as the center, the ground in the sacred wood space quickly spread out cracks filled with terrible firelight.

The cracks were covered with all the flat grounds of the Shenmu Space. The magma fire columns spewed out of the cracks and rose from the ground, like fireworks all over the sky, magnificently singing eyes.

The fire was burning in my eyes. In the vast fire, Qingge hurriedly got up and looked at Ji Yue. The man stood in front of the tree without moving at all...

"The top ten spaces in the Northern and Qing Dynasties are indeed well-known." The remnant soul of the ancient dragon sighed.

"How could this be?" Qingge was worried and asked hurriedly. "You girl have a vision. The space you like is not an ordinary space refined. If I expected it was good, this should be a Peking University in Qing Dynasty.

The famous craftsman's realm of nothingness, after the craftsman's death, it will take 100,000 years before the soul can be born and form an independent space. Strictly speaking, the independent space evolved from the realm of nothingness, the consciousness of the soul is related to the thoughts of its master.

Although your man is the Qing Emperor, it’s better to give up this space. The weapon spirit derived from 100,000 years,

It's not something he can crush. The craftsman of the Beiqing Dynasty appeared during the Kaitian period. It was elusive and unfathomable." Senior Gu Long said in a deep voice.

"This space is originally a realm of nothingness..." Qingge repeated the words of Senior Gu Long and murmured softly.

What a terrifying existence it is, the spirit of the weapon that has been derived after 100,000 years.

Such souls are as terrifying as ghosts.

Seeing that Ji Yue had not stopped yet, Qingge hugged his outer shirt and walked towards Ji Yue quickly.

The Shenmu Space is optional, but her man can't be in trouble.

The strong wind came, Qingge stood still and raised his eyes suddenly.

Under the tree, Ji Yue suddenly opened her eyes, and her evil and charming pupils were like gems, passing through the charming light! "Kneel down!" He shouted two words in a deep voice, shaking the sky, rushing straight to the sky, and in an instant,

The space of the Shenmu shook for a few minutes.
Chapter completed!