The little killer couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw Jiu Ci's smiling face and swinging his folding fan triumphantly.
God! What kind of boss has he set up!
"Master Qingyang, what do you think the chances are for Qingge's girl?" Duan Yun looked at Feng Qingyang casually and asked.
Feng Qingyang was as calm as a chrysanthemum and smiled slightly, "In my opinion, it's probably 90%."
He has been paying attention to the events in the Four-Star Continent since he came to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods, so he knows very well what happened in the later period of Ye Qingge's stay in the Four-Star Continent.
Later, changes occurred in the Nine Realms, and the rules were modified. Information on the lower continents was not allowed to be explored at will. This was an insult to the lower continents.
Otherwise, Ye Qingge's genius talents of the third cultivation minor profession, the third cultivation main profession, and the sixth cultivation wind and cloud will be exposed.
By then, I'm afraid there will be people not only in Wuzhou, but also in the Four Divisions who will keep an eye on Ye Qingge and won't let go.
For Feng Qingyang, the 10% hopelessness was too slim.
But in the ears of Duan Yun, Grand Master, Jiu Miss and others, they were filled with surprise.
"Master Qingyang trusts Qingge so much?" Duan Yun joked.
"Master Duan, I told you that Dong Emperor felt like old friends at first sight. What I said just now is just my humble opinion." Feng Qingyang said.
Duan Yun snorted coldly and smiled without saying a word.
People around him were amazed and ridiculed.
Even the respected and respected masters of Yaozong were helpless to save the injured. Can Ye Qingge really pull people out of the gate of hell?
They don't believe it.
Of course, those taunts can only be hidden in the dark.
With Jiu Ci around, no one dared to laugh sarcastically.
Unless, I don't want to die.
Behind the crowd, Bi Yuqing walked slowly. She walked to the king's way and whispered: "Brother Qinghong, is something strange?"
"Qing'er, you are overthinking it. My brother has always been that way." Wang Shangdao thought about Wang Qinghong's instructions and stared at the sandalwood door intently.
Bi Yuqing looked at the sandalwood door, sneered, and moved her lips silently: she was not overestimating her own abilities.
Click——
The door of the house was opened by a pair of slender hands, and the smell of blood and putrefaction that hit their faces made the onlookers feel uncomfortable.
"How is it?" Miss Ninth moved forward excitedly.
"There is no danger anymore, but we need to take a good rest next time. The wound is too serious and we can't be careless." Qing Ge said expressionlessly.
"Girl, are you serious?" the Grand Master gasped.
"Grand Master, please go check on Xuan Ji's condition, and others should not disturb her."
The Grand Master entered the house as fast as he could. Not long after, the Grand Master walked out with trembling steps, his face red with excitement.
"Uncle Grand Master, how is it? How is it?" Miss Ninth's heart was also rising.
The Grand Master is considered the most prestigious alchemist in the Medicine Sect. Can he really heal people who he believes are incurable?
If so, then Ye Qingge really has the ability to bring the dead back to life.
The Grand Master took a deep breath and turned to look at Qing Ge. His eyes contained many emotions, which were very complicated.
"You girl, you are really amazing. You were able to save me first, and now you can save Miss Xuan Ji. Such medical skills are a blessing from the heavens!" the Grand Master shouted excitedly.
"Grand Master, if it weren't for the Grand Master's wonderful rejuvenation last night, the juniors wouldn't be so relaxed today. I just took a shortcut. In the final analysis, it's the predecessors who plant trees and the latter can enjoy the shade." Qing Ge smiled.
The so-called strong person is not a violent overlord, but a truly convincing person.
A truly unstoppable ruler requires not only strong combat power, but also extraordinary brainpower.
What Qingge said made the Grand Master happy and couldn't help but marvel. He was neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and had a firm mind. He was a talent.
Others were surprised when they heard this.
When the little killer saw that he had guessed the ending correctly, he jumped up happily.
The little killer thought about what Jiu Ci said about rewarding phoenix tail fins, but Jiu Ci had no intention of rewarding him yet, so he kept smiling stupidly, trying to remind Jiu Ci.
Jiu Ci punched a kid, until the little killer's eyes were filled with stars. Jiu Ci blew his fist and said, "Why are you giggling? This poster has a normal sexual orientation."
He wants to marry Moyou.
It's just that Moyou's movements in chasing the man are a bit slow. If he doesn't chase him, he will be kidnapped.
Besides, the little girl likes people to confess their love early, so what are they doing with all the bells and whistles?
Piansheng Jiuci had already thought of countless words to promise Mo You, but Mo You was still a dull-headed person. Who could show off the shyness of those girls? It was so late...
The nine words are so thought-provoking and beautiful.
Mo You, who was far away in the Nine Realms, suddenly sneezed and looked ahead blankly.
But it is said that the heaven is in the west continent, and the altar is in all directions.
There was a snap...
The cup in Wang Qinghong's hand gradually shattered and turned into powder.
In front of Wang Qinghong, Wang Shangdao and Bi Yuqing were trembling with fear.
"Are you lying to me?" Wang Qinghong narrowed his cold eyes.
Biyu had a sad face, "Brother Qinghong, we two don't dare. This matter is true. If brother Qinghong doesn't believe it, you can send someone to investigate."
"Yes, brother, we didn't lie to you." Wang Shangdao said.
Wang Qinghong tilted his head slightly, with a strange light flowing in his eyes, "Ye Qingge, did you really save Ye Xuanji?"
Biyuqing nodded like garlic.
"Fengqi, Fengqi, you are really a little genius."
After Wang Qinghong murmured in a low voice, he looked at the king with dagger-like eyes and said, "Have you done what I asked you to do?"
Wang Shangdao's face was full of smiles, "How dare I not bring the person my brother wants?"
Bi Yuqing turned her head, surprised. What is going on? Who is it?
Bang bang——
Wang Shangdao clapped his hands and saw a carriage coming slowly. The bead curtain in front of the carriage was blown open by the wind, and two snow-white bodies wrapped in gauze lay inside.
woman!
Biyuqing frowned.
Brother Qinghong is not interested in her, but he is trying his best to get those wild people outside?
"Brother Qinghong, where did these two women come from? I don't know if there is something wrong with Hualiu Bing..."
Bi Yuqing was about to say something, but Wang Qinghong looked at her and saw that Bi Yuqing's words came to an abrupt halt.
"Qing'er, let's go, let's not affect my brother's happiness."
Wang Shangdao took Bi Yuqing away.
The driver driving the carriage also left quickly.
Wang Qinghong stood up and walked towards the carriage.
Lift the bead curtain and lean in.
The slender hands caressed the beauty's legs.
laugh.
chuckled.
Stab!
The flesh is broken.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Wang Qinghong closed his eyes and smelled the charming smell of blood with great enjoyment.
In an instant, she drained all the blood, and Wang Qinghong's complexion became slightly better.
Finally, Wang Qinghong hit the soles of the two beauties with his palms, and they were seen disappearing into ashes.
Wang Qinghong lowered his head and glanced at his crotch, and a sharp pair of scissors appeared in his right hand.
There was a click.
Not a single knife.
The blood soaked into the clothes, like ink gradually smearing and spreading.
"Men's dirty things?" Wang Qinghong smiled coldly, and when he turned his head, his eyes were filled with fear.
A figure stood beside her.
A figure of unparalleled elegance, a handsome face, and an independent temperament. The only difference is that those eyes no longer contain compassion for the country and the people.
"God King...Brother..." The sad voice was no longer as cold and cruel as before.