Qingge held Liu Yan'er's hand back, and the tips of his eyes were as gentle as water: "I will handle it."

"I'll accompany you."

Whether the tiger falls into the sun or the king of the world.

I'll accompany you.

...

In the afternoon, Mr. Liu Yan of the Demon City went into seclusion. With the support of Li Xue and Wei Bo, Liu Yan'er in the Demon Realm walked into the most glorious hall in the Demon King Palace.

Liu Yan'er was once a famous female Yan Luo. She went alone to kill the enemy. It was so refreshing and a life-threatening life was also a legend.

For several years, she followed Ye Qingge's side and the light was covered. Now, it was the moment when she showed her strength, and she would never let Princess Ji down.

The story of Princess Ji's serious illness spread. The old subordinate of Xunwang secretly held a banquet, smiling from ear to ear, especially the arrogant King Ning, who shouted in the mansion: "God helps me, Ye Qingge, it's God that you are going to die! Let you come to a place that does not belong to you, you are terminally ill, haha..."

The princess was seriously ill. The Seventh Palace King and Princess Linglong, and the Five Kings Thunder God came to the Demon Realm Palace together. Even the Qinglian King and the Shenhuang Hou came here.

No one would doubt the seriousness of this news.

After all, this was the news that the Medicine King went in person and finally shook his head and sighed. It said that when Fire Tian took down the Alliance Empire with one hand, his body left sequelae. He had to rest for at least a year or two before he could come out to meet people.

The King of Medicine has proved it and is well-founded, and people in the world have to believe it.

The romantic and ostentatious Ye Wuhen in the Mermaid Demon City forms an extremely sharp contrast with the seriously ill Princess Ji.

The Thousand Clan Competition is about to come, and Qingge has received another good news.

Long Shitian broke through the Origin Realm and was heading to the Nine Realms. As long as he passed the review of the Seven-Star Heaven Realm Map, he could come to the Three Thousand Worlds.

The three thousand generations of the Divine Sound Clan also recorded the zither god Ye Qingcheng of the Fire Heaven.

As for the tiger, it is in the land of falling into the demon.

Qingge felt guilty about this disciple. Since she met in the Dragon Subduing Realm, she has been fighting forever, and she has not even had time to say a word to Hu Zi and faced separation. Now, she can only focus on cultivation and planning, and only by constantly being strong can she protect the people around her.

Now, the thousands of tribes and

The rest of the slaves were preparing for the Thousand Tribe Competition in full swing.

Before this, there was another thing that attracted the attention of thousands of people.

That is the day for the Martial Arts Association's professional registration, and it will arrive soon.

The most curious thing is nothing more than Ye Wuhen. Everyone in the world wants to know how terrifying the power of a person who rings the three thousand demon bells is.

Long Shitian and Ye Qingcheng quickly passed the assessment of the Seven Stars Realm Map. Long Shitian went to the Sword Sect by chance, and the two of them caught the last bus for the Martial Arts Association's professional registration.

On this day, Qingge bathed incense and the spring breeze gracefully got on the ancient Linglu car. As for the hard-earned divine beast, she didn't even look at it.

It is only because of the beauty of this ancient deer hearse that highlights her luxurious identity.

Everyone knows that the beautiful boy from the Demon Abyss has a vigilant obsession with cleanliness. He must burn incense and bathe every day. He loves the dazzling red robe as blood, and has tried to hold a jade bone fan.

For registration of the Martial Arts Association, except for those who have not had a status in the first place for three thousand generations, the rest of the other practitioners over thirteen years and under 3,000 years of life have to register for the practice every six months.

Qingge leaned on the ancient deer hearse, and the cold wind squinted her eyes comfortably.

Bai Liuyun said in his ear: "Entertainment father, Brother Lu from the next clan will come, and there are also the granddaughter of He Prime Minister and He Hui, who are all going to register for their cultivation."

Qingge raised his eyebrows. No wonder it was so lively. There were many young talents among the thousands of clans who were coveting He Hui. He Gao Guo’s pearl in his hand. The daughter of the God-Choice, and he is also a lady with a very good personality. Which talented family doesn’t like? Although He Hui is young, the threshold has been broken by the people who proposed marriage. Even though He Gao Guo was angry and fierce, the people who proposed marriage have not decreased, but have gradually increased.

"Arou will come too." Bai Liuyun chattered endlessly, and also had a gossipy heart: "Enjoyed Father, who do you like more between Arou and Miss He?"

"Arou." Qingge answered suddenly.

nonsense.

She loved her the most when she watched Arou grow step by step to her current realm.

Bai Liuyun said "Oh" and suddenly asked, "Has the adoptive father heard of Broken Sleeve?"

Qingge felt chills, and she had goose bumps all over her body. She looked at Bai Liuyun alertly: "Huh?", the ending sound was very long.

Bai Liuyun scratched his ears and heads, and laughed awkwardly.

...

The Martial Arts Association is surrounded by mountains and is surrounded by endless mountains.

The strangest thing is that after entering the Martial Arts Association area, you have to pass a bottomless ocean before you can reach the righteous gate of the Martial Arts Association.

The young people in the world are eager to seek knowledge. Only by being calm and persevering can they go further and further on the road to enlightenment and make achievements that shock the world.

Therefore, if a practitioner wants to go to the Martial Arts Association, he must walk through many mountains and an ocean of enlightenment.

It’s easy to say that as long as people with identity background and those who send a few masters from the clan can shock the wild beasts and divine beasts in the mountains.

Only this sea of ​​enlightenment must be passed by the practitioner himself.

There are hundreds of young practitioners staying in front of the ocean of enlightenment. As time goes by, by the sunset, more and more practitioners are cultivating.

Even if there are tens of thousands, it is not an exaggeration.

This ocean of enlightenment is not the blue color of the ordinary sea, but the color of red gold.

The sea surface was very calm, but the sound of whales came, and bursts of waves hitting the soul even more directly than the sound of gods and Buddhas.

"Qingcheng." A voice sounded, Ye Qingcheng, who was in the Shenyin clan's team, looked over in surprise: "Shi Tian."

Long Shitian's hair stands upright with a jade crown, a jade pendant, and a blue shirt, looking vivid.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is one of the beautiful things in life.

Ye Qingcheng was very withdrawn. After a few days of coming to the Shenyin clan, she did not meet friends. Compared with the crowds and whispering to each other, she was alone holding Fuxiqin in the corner, looking lonely.

Long Shitian is different. She is righteous and can speak eloquently. The girls of the Sword Sect like him and say that he is comparable to Ye Wuhen.

"I finally saw you again." Long Shitian said: "I'm in the Sword Sect, and I'm having a headache. I'm just waiting for the day of martial arts registration. I heard that Mr. Ye Wuhen will come too."

Others don’t know that they have been to the Dragon Subduing Realm together, but they know Ye Wuhen’s true identity.

When talking about Ye Wuhen, Ye Qingcheng had a hint of yearning in his eyes.

"Qingcheng, is this your friend?" A tall woman in a red dress came over and stretched out her hand to Long Shitian: "Hello."
Chapter completed!