"Puchi--"

In the Huaqing Hall, someone looked at Qing Yuanyuan and sprayed out a sip of wine.

They really have never seen a holy son who is even more disgusting than this.

Even Hongmengsu and others were also twitched slightly, and they quickly raised their hand to signal Qing Yuanyuan to go and play.

Qing Yuanyuan looked left and right, and when he saw Emperor Ye Tian, ​​he was overwhelmed and blinked his eyes twice, innocent and harmless, with some idiot attributes:

"This is Emperor Ye Tian. Yuan Yuan has been studying painting recently. He has seen the portrait of your daughter Ye Chuyue. He copied it as he was itchy and he will show it to you."

Emperor Ye Tian frowned.

Qing Yuanyuan could not refuse, and without saying a word, he took out the framed painting from the treasure in the space.

The drawing is OK, with a nose and a face.

But it looks like a portrait?

"Bang!"

The old man slapped the table and stood up, "Qing Yuanyuan, are you humiliating my first-class general in the Lingtian Imperial Army?"

"Humiliation, where did you humiliate? Oh, grandpa, you think it's a portrait."

Qing Yuanyuan suddenly realized, waved his hand indifferently, and said with a lip: "People always have to die, but it's just that they're too long to die, so prepare for their affairs in advance. What's wrong with it?"

After saying that, he took out another framed painting.

"Look, I have it myself. Can I still humiliate myself? Grandpa, you must expand your pattern and relax your horizons."

Qing Yuanyuan held two portraits and looked like a painting, grinning like a little fool.

Guests present: "…"

Everyone knows more or less about the grudge between Qing Yuanyuan and Ye Chuyue’s brother Ye Wuxie.

Qing Yuanyuan is now in order to avenge his beating that day, and his tricks are indeed a bit insulting, but no matter how you look at it, it seems that he will kill 800 enemies and lose one thousand of them.

No wonder someone in the market gave Qing Yuanyuan the title of "the most stupid five lands".

Even so, Emperor Ye Tian and others were still angry.

Ye Mo swept his cold eyes at Qing Yuanyuan, and the biting cold wind broke through the air, like a dragon heading straight to Qing Yuanyuan and choked him hard.

The strong wind tore up the portrait of Chu Yue on Qing Yuanyuan's left hand, and retained the portrait of himself on his right hand.

The dragon grabbed Qing Yuanyuan's neck and lifted him up, making Qing Yuanyuan's feet farther and farther away from the ground, as if they were hanging.

"Give me...free life..."

Qing Yuanyuan made a subtle sound on the verge of suffocation.

When Qingqiu Luzhu Qingming and Shen Xueji saw that their son was bullied, they took action together.

"Whoever moves another point will make him immediately shredded."

Ye Mohan's eyes looked evil and swept towards Qingming and his wife, "Why do you come and compare, are you saving people faster, or are you killing people faster?"

Qingming and his wife dared not take action, so they immediately stopped their martial arts power.

Shen Xueji was worried and said anxiously: "Sir Sword Emperor, the child's words are unintentional, and the child's words are not scrupulous, so he should not be taken to his heart."

child?

Everyone looked at Qing Yuanyuan, why was it twenty-five or six years old? How could there be such a young child?

"If your son doesn't teach you, it's your parents' fault." Ye Mohan said, "You knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of Ling Tian's address, saying three times that Grandpa Chu, I'm wrong. I will spare this stupid thing's life."

He knew that he should think about the overall situation and endured the situation for a while, and it would not be too late to settle the accounts when the dust was settled.

But as Ye Chuyue's husband, he couldn't bear this tone.

"What??"

Qingming and his wife thought they had heard it wrong.

"boom!"

The dragon split the white and tender skin of Qing Yuanyuan's neck and tear apart a shocking bloodline.

"Kneel! I'll kneel!"

Shen Xueji knelt down without hesitation.

For a moment, the warriors in the Huaqing Hall were lamenting their mother's greatness and secretly scolding Qing Yuanyuan for being a useless embroidered pillow.

Without saying a word, the divine blood slammed the phoenix crown three times in the direction of Ling Tian’s address, and knocked the phoenix crown aside.

Every time I bang, I would say "Grandpa Chu, I was wrong", and the scene was so ridiculous.

On weekdays, the Queen of Qingqiu is always pampered and noble, so how can I see this rare scene?

When Ye Mohan followed the agreement and let Qing Yuanyuan go and threw Qing Yuanyuan into his mother's arms.

Qing Yuanyuan rolled and fell back into his mother's arms, holding his portrait tightly with both hands.

Regardless of her demeanor, Shen Xueji was busy taking out the hemostatic medicine and feeding it to Qing Yuanyuan. She applied a layer of plaster on Qing Yuanyuan's neck to feel relieved.

Qing Yuanyuan sniffed and helped his mother up with red eyes.

Shen Xueji slowly stood up, and her gloomy eyes immediately looked at Ye Mohan and Ye Tiandi. Bai Feng's hands were tightly clenched under her sleeves, and she couldn't feel any pain in her flesh without clenching her sharp nails. Her internal organs were filled with hatred and anger, leaving only a murderous intent that erupted at any time to cut the group of people into pieces.

And wait!

If the Lord of the Past Unification, the Lingtian Continent and these thorns in the side will become the food on the plate of the Void Ghosts.

She wanted to open her eyes and watch how they were eaten by the ghosts in the void.

...

A moon palace made of treasures in the sky.

"Sister Chu, it's so fun. One is the leader of the Chu family and the other is the Grandpa Chu. You are really destined to be with the Emperor Realm of the Lower Realm."

The girl turned pale as soon as she finished speaking, and was silent. She looked carefully at Chu Shijue with a cold expression, and said in a crying voice: "Brother Shijue, I don't mean that. There are garbage dumps in the lower world. How can I compare with Sister Chu? I just... just..."

"alright."

Chu Nanyin lay siding on the imperial concubine's couch, and her golden eyes swept the Huaqing palace in a quiet way, and said softly: "Brother, the upper world is also a human being, and she also has the right to name it. It is normal to have a few homophone names. Don't scare her."

After hearing his sister's words, Chu Shijue's frowning slowly unfolded. He thought that the groom who was not in a formal position was also surnamed Chu, so he was inexplicably unhappy.

"Since you said that, today, Wei brother let go of this Master Chu. I just hope she is not a bad person and don't do bad things under the eyes of Wei brother. Otherwise, Wei brother will not forgive her!" Chu Shijue's first impression of Master Chu was not a good person.

Chu Nanyin gently tapped her head and changed the topic, "Ninety thousand years ago, when I came here to overcome the tribulation, the imperial domain was vast and it was still a complete piece of land. Now, not only have five pieces been divided, but it is still using the nine-nine-returning Formation from the ancient times. Although the nine-nine-returning Formation is a dregs from the ancient times, it is of great use to use it in the prehistoric world of the lower realm."

"In this marriage, each has its own ulterior motives, and there is no good person in the lower world." Chu Shijue said contemptuously.

They are the bystanders outside the sky, and they can see clearly the symbolic thoughts behind each face.

All intrigues are in a turbulent turbulent surging.
Chapter completed!