Qing Ge held Liu Yan'er's hand, her eyes as gentle as water: "I will handle it well."
"I'll accompany you."
It doesn't matter if the tiger falls in Pingyang, or it doesn't matter if he dominates the world.
I'll accompany you.
…
In the afternoon, Mr. Liu Yan of Shark Demon City was in retreat, and Demon Realm Liu Yan'er, with the support of his two right-hand men, Li Bai and Wei Bo, walked into the most splendid hall of the Demon King's Palace.
Liu Yan'er was once a well-known female Yama. She went into battle to kill the enemy single-handedly. It was a hearty experience, and her narrow escape was legendary.
For several years, she has been by Ye Qingge's side, covered in light. Now, it is the time for her to show off her talents, and she will never let down Princess Ji's instructions. The news that Princess Ji is seriously ill has spread.
Wang's old men secretly held a banquet, laughing from ear to ear, especially the extremely arrogant Prince Ning, who shouted in the palace: "God help me, Ye Qingge, God wants to kill you! Why don't you come?"
Belong to you
The place where I am is extremely ill, huh..."
The princess was seriously ill, and the Seven Palace Kings of Shenyue City, Princess Linglong, and the Five Kings of Thunder came to the Demon Realm Palace together. Even King Qinglian and Marquis Shenhuang came over.
No one can doubt the seriousness of this news.
After all, this was the news that King Yao went there in person and finally came out with a shake of his head and a sigh, saying that when Huo Tiantian single-handedly carried down the Alliance Empire, he had left behind sequelae on his body, and that he would need to rest quietly for at least a year and a half before he could come out.
Meet people.
It has been confirmed by the Medicine King and is well-founded, so the world has no choice but to believe it.
The elegant and flamboyant Ye Wuhen in Shark Demon City formed an extremely sharp contrast with the seriously ill Princess Ji.
The Thousand Clans Competition is coming soon, and Qingge got another piece of good news.
Long Shitian has broken through the Origin Realm and is heading to the Nine Realms. As long as he passes the review of the Seven Star Realm Map, he can come to three thousand lives.
The Shenyin Clan of Three Thousand Generations also made an exception to include the Flame God's Qin Shen Ye Qingcheng.
As for Huzi, he was in the Land of Fallen Demons. Qingge felt guilty about this disciple. Ever since they met in the Dragon Subduing Realm, she had been fighting non-stop, and she didn't even have time to have a good word with Huzi.
If she did, she would face separation. Now, she can only devote herself to
When it comes to cultivation and planning, only by continuously becoming stronger can you protect the people around you.
Now, the Thousand Clans and the remaining slave tribes in the Three Thousand Worlds are all busy preparing for the Thousand Clans Competition.
Before that, there was another incident that attracted thousands of people’s attention.
That is the day for professional registration with the Martial Arts Association, and it is coming soon.
The most curious thing is Ye Wuhen. Everyone in the world wants to know how terrifying a person who has rung three thousand magic bells is.
Long Shitian and Ye Qingcheng quickly passed the assessment of the Seven-Star Heaven Realm Diagram. Long Shitian went to Jianzong by mistake, and the two of them finally caught up with the last train of professional registration for the Martial Arts Association.
On this day, Qingge bathed and burned incense, and the spring breeze gracefully boarded the ancient Linglu chariot. As for the troublesome mythical beast, she didn't even look at it.
Only because the beauty of this ancient deer hearse can set off her luxurious status.
Everyone knows that the beautiful young man from Mo Yuan has a mysophobia, he must burn incense and bathe every day, he loves red robes that are as dazzling as blood, and he tries to hold a jade bone fan.
For the registration of the martial arts association, except for those who are new to Sanqianshi and have no identity, other practitioners who are over thirteen years old and under three thousand years old must register their cultivation status every six months.
Qing Ge leaned on the ancient deer hearse, the cold wind blew slowly, and she narrowed her eyes comfortably.
Bai Liuyun said in his ear: "Father, Brother Lu from the Nianxia clan will also come, and He Xiangguo's granddaughter, He Hui, will come to register his cultivation status." Qing Ge raised his eyebrows, no wonder it was like this.
It was lively, and there were many young talents among the thousands of tribes who were coveting He Hui. He was the apple of Xiangguo's eye, the chosen daughter of heaven, and a lady with a great personality. Which talented person wouldn't like it? Although He Hui is young and talented,
Although it was small, the threshold had already been crossed by those who proposed marriage. Even though He Xiangguo was angry with these people, the number of people proposing marriage not only did not decrease, but instead increased day by day.
"Arou will come too." Bai Liuyun kept chattering, and he also had a gossipy heart: "Father, between Arou and Miss He, who do you like more?"
"Arou." Qingge replied abruptly.
nonsense.
She watched Arou grow step by step from the realm of subduing dragons to her current state, and she loved it the most.
Bai Liuyun said "Oh" and suddenly asked: "Has your adoptive father heard of the cut sleeves?"
Qingge felt a chill and had goosebumps all over her body. She looked at Bai Liuyun warily: "Huh?" The last word of this word was very long.
Bai Liuyun scratched his ears and cheeks, and laughed a few times.
…
The Martial Arts Association is surrounded by endless mountains as far as the eye can see.
The strangest thing is that after entering the area of the Martial Arts Association, you have to cross a bottomless ocean before you can reach the righteous gate of the Martial Arts Association.
Young people in the world are thirsty for knowledge. Only by being calm and persevering can they go further and further on the road to enlightenment and achieve some achievements that shock the world.
Therefore, if practitioners want to go to the martial arts association, they must walk through numerous mountains and an ocean of enlightenment.
The mountains are easy to say, as long as there are people with good background and a few masters from the clan, they can frighten the beasts and mythical beasts in the mountains.
Only this sea of enlightenment must be walked through by the cultivator himself.
In front of the ocean of enlightenment, there are hundreds of young cultivators. As time goes by, by sunset, there are more and more cultivators.
Even if it is said that there are tens of thousands, it is not an exaggeration.
This ocean of enlightenment is not the azure color of an ordinary ocean, but the color of red gold.
The sea surface is very calm, but the sound of whales can be heard, one after another, which is more direct to the soul than the sounds of gods and Buddhas.
"Qingcheng." A voice sounded. Ye Qingcheng, who was in the Shenyin tribe's team, looked over in surprise: "Shitian."
Long Shitian has a jade crown on his hair, a jade pendant on his waist, and a green shirt, which makes him look lively.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is one of the beautiful things in life.
Ye Qingcheng was very lonely. She didn't make any friends in the few days she came to the Shenyin Clan. Compared with the other people who gathered in groups and whispered to each other, she was alone in the corner holding Fu Xiqin, which made her look lonely.
Long Shitian was different. She was upright and eloquent. The girls from the Sword Sect all liked him and said he was comparable to Ye Wuhen.
"Finally I see you again." Long Shitian said: "I have a headache in the Sword Sect, just waiting for the day of martial arts registration. I heard that Young Master Ye Wuhen will also come."
Unbeknownst to others, they had been to the Dragon Subduing Domain together, but they knew Ye Wuhen's true identity.
Mentioning Ye Wuhen, Ye Qingcheng had a trace 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: "You