Liu Yan'er lowered her eyes and looked at the two people's hands together with complicated eyes.
She once walked in that prosperous middle continent with bright clothes, angry horses, high spirits, and a waning moon sword.
Everyone respects her and fears her, and they all have to kneel down and kowtow and shout "Liu Hell King".
She came to the Realm of the Gods full of enthusiasm, but class divisions and inferior strength had worn away all her will and grace.
These days, her belief is no longer the true meaning of cultivation, but only one, and her name is Ye Qingge.
To this end, we must work hard at all costs.
...Liu Yan'er pursed her lips and hesitated, feeling very uneasy in her heart.
"Ge'er, I am the weakest in Ye Shen Palace. You should choose someone else."
She was always afraid of losing the East Emperor's face.
Qingge put down Liu Yan'er's hand, poured a glass of wine, raised her eyes to Liu Yan'er, and said with a smile: "Master Liu, I'm going to a higher place, don't you want to accompany me?
Liu Yan'er suddenly clenched her hands, her throat was sore, and she opened her eyes slightly.
"There are not many opportunities to sing in Heaven."
Qingge sighed softly: "If one day I go to the sky, I hope I won't feel so lonely in the cold at high places."
Seeing that Liu Yan'er was still unmoved, Qing Ge smiled and said, "If you don't want to, I will choose someone else."
Bang! Liu Yan'er knelt down on one knee, cupped her hands, her face was solemn, and her tone was extremely serious.
I saw her speaking loudly and loudly every word: "I am willing to fight in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven."
Qing Ge walked up to Liu Yan'er with a wine glass in her hand, her smile as bright as a flower, and the truest happiness in her eyebrows.
He supported Liu Yan'er with one hand and handed the wine to Liu Yan'er with the other hand: "Luogong wine is delicious, mellow, and extremely strong. It is your favorite.
After drinking this glass of wine, there is no room for anything else. From now on, I only hope that I, Mr. Liu, will ride the wind and waves and set sail."
Liu Yan'er paused, took the wine glass, raised her head and drank it down in one gulp, her eyes bright, and she made up her mind: "As you wish.
I, Liu Yaner, have nothing else to ask for in this life, either to die or to fight with you to the end!"
Qing Ge stretched out her hands to hug Liu Yan'er, a certain indescribable bond that had already merged into each other's souls.
After Liu Yan'er walked out, Qingge also called You'er, and Long Shitian and others talked about the heaven-sacrifice ceremony one by one.
Several people were extremely excited, and they all started preparing for a competition in the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.
The enemies they face will be the true masters of this plane.
In the only three months left, we must speed up the progress and practice hard day and night, just to achieve better results.
Qingge only said one sentence: "You are all my closest relatives and friends. In the battle of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, only you can go out on Dongzhou's behalf.
However, I don’t expect Dongzhou to be a blockbuster, to win the top spot, or to compete for good rankings.
There is only one thing I must tell you: you must come back alive."
"..." After You'er and the others walked out of the hall, they all returned to their respective courtyards to practice.
Sweating and fighting with all his might.
The little bun was like an old cadre, with his hands behind his back, and he was watching the situation in the Yeshen Palace as if he were on patrol as a soldier.
"Uncle Yun."
The little bun burst into laughter.
While Di Yungui was practicing, he looked at the little bun: "Ye'er."
The little bun looked at the sword Di Yungui was practicing and shook his head: "Uncle Yun, your sword is not very good."
"oh?
Ye'er, do you have any insights?"
Diyun is interested in returning.
Little Baozi said nothing, but stretched out his hand towards Di Yungui. Emperor Yungui understood clearly and gave the little Baozi the sword that was as bright as light in his hand.
"Uncle Yun, watch carefully..." But he saw the little bun, as light as a swallow, passing by like smoke and wind.
That heavy sword exerted great power in the hands of the little bun.
When the sword is drawn out, it can split mountains, cut off seas, and collapse heaven and earth.
A sword opened a rainbow, and the sword's intention was like wind and cloud, like a tide, sweeping away quickly.
The sword held the wild flower, fast but not broken, unfolding the super strong sword field, the sky flashed with lightning, and with the sound of muffled thunder, the light rose, and the sword stabbed, under the afterglow of the sunset, the little bun smiled and showed his tiger fangs.
Di Yungui was stunned and secretly recorded the trajectory of the sword in Little Baozi's hand.
The process of using the sword by Xiao Baozi was not a shocking technique. Just looking at the afterimage and trajectory of the sword, Di Yungui's understanding of the sword became even higher.
Little Baozi put away the sword and handed it to Di Yungui: "Uncle Yun, give it back to you."
"Ye'er, where did that sword move you just made come from?"
Emperor Yun returned and asked.
The little bun blinked: "Born."
Di Yungui: "..." Is he an illusion?
Why do you feel so despised by a child?
"Uncle Yun, a sword is not a powerful weapon, it requires strong strength.
When the sword is drawn, it can be relaxed and relaxed, combining strength and softness. You can attack and defend as you please, and you can also accumulate strength. Only in the end can you decide the victory or defeat with one sword strike."
Little Baozi shook his head like an old teacher and said.
Di Yungui was thoughtful and chanted what the little bun said. He was suddenly shocked. Such an understanding of sword moves actually came from the mouth of a child?
"Ye'er, look..." Di Yungui took out his sword and did what the little bun said.
He put his sword away and asked: "How?"
Little Baozi put his hands behind his back, nodded, expressed great appreciation, and said with an old-fashioned look: "Yes, it's good, but if Uncle Yun wants to marry my mother, it's still far from enough.
But I'm very optimistic about you, Uncle Yun, don't be discouraged."
Emperor Yungui felt like a lump in his throat, and he stood for a long time unable to say a word.
After Xiao Baozi waved his hand, he went to another part of Yeshen Palace.
You'er was practicing the spear under the tree. Little Baozi said with a smile: "No, no, no, Sister You'er's waist is too weak, her hand strength is too weak, and the stabbing position is not accurate."
Without realizing it, You'er actually changed the way he practiced gun training as Little Baozi said. In just a few moments, he made rapid progress.
"It's not enough to be proficient in marksmanship. You also need to speed up your practice. Sister You'er has too much turbid Qi in her veins, so she needs to cleanse her essence."
The little bun said to himself: "The essence-cleansing pill is rare and valuable, but my mother is so powerful that she can definitely make it."
After saying this, Little Baozi walked away as light as a gust of wind and appeared in front of Long Shitian.
Then, he went to see Liu Yan'er again.
…Almost all the people who participated in the heaven-sacrifice ceremony had been ‘pointed out’ by Little Baozi.
On the moon, the stars shine wonderfully.
The little bun sat on the wall of the courtyard, staring at the stars with wide eyes.
"Hey, Qingdi is such a failure as a father that he still wants me as a child."
"However, I will definitely protect my mother.
You'd better come out quickly, otherwise you will become a concubine."
"..." Dark night.
"Pfft——" Someone laughed in the dark place on the left.
The little bun suddenly turned his head and looked, his eyes bright: "It's Uncle Mo."
Mo Xie cleared his throat, pointed at himself under the moonlight, and said with a smile: "Ye'er, do you think I can be a real husband?"
The little bun tilted his head, looked at Mo Xie seriously for a long time, and then shook his head: "Uncle Mo is talking out of thin air. Uncle Dongling knows how to seduce me with the Qinglian family property."
"Qinglian family property?"
Mo Xie frowned.
The little bun showed two sharp little tiger teeth: "Uncle Dongling said that the entire Qinglian belongs to me, and I can inherit all his family property."
Mo Xie suddenly blinked under the tree and roared for a long time.
He thought that Aventurine Cod was pure and straightforward, but he didn't expect to use such dirty methods.
Still a person?
You actually use money and other worldly things to seduce the little bun. Is it just for the second life?
"Does Ye'er know what the evil palace is?"
Mo Xie asked.
Little Baozi nodded: "It's a huge evil force."
"It's all yours from now on."
"don't want."
The little bun shook his head like a rattle: "I heard that the Evil Palace only does bad things. Ye'er is a good boy and cannot go astray."
When Mo Mo heard this, he almost choked on his saliva. It took him a long time to recover: "Don't forget it."
"If you want it, how can you not want it?"
Little Baozi suddenly said righteously: "Ye'er has a narrow-minded mind. You can't sneer at the evil palace just because it is a dark place. This is discrimination and it is not good."
"Then you want it?
Do you want the Evil Palace or Qinglian?"
Mo Xie asked with a smile, like a bad uncle kidnapping children.
Little Baozi thought for a while and then said: "Only adults make choices, children want them all."
"Then what do you want most?"
Mo Xie finally asked the question.
Little Baozi said without hesitation: "The realm of immortality."
Mo Xie: "..." At this time, the cold wind was blowing and the coolness was blowing. Mo Xie felt like he was on a pirate ship.
And why does he feel that Little Baozi’s personality is very similar to his own?
It seemed that he had to ask Ge'er if he was the child's biological father.
The little bun looked at Mo Xie suspiciously and hurried away.
Mo Xie's face was full of kindness and he asked in surprise: "Ye'er, where are you going?"
"My mother won't let me play with my weird uncle."
Little Baozi left a message and left without mercy, leaving Mo Xie alone sad and lonely.