If people are eager for immediate benefits, they will be confused. There are many unknown unknowns that cannot be seen, which can be fatal.
Qing Ge raised his eyebrows and toasted to Gu Rongzha, "You should remember Gu Jun's kindness in knowing me. Today I am the king of Dongzhou. In the future, Dongzhou will be unified. There is no need to fear the territory of Beiling. The two continents of North and South
As brother-in-law."
Gu Rongzha gritted his teeth. As the leader of the Eight Lords these years, although he had the desire to dominate, he would never dare to overstep his limits.
Ye Qingge's arrogance caught him off guard.
Now he can only stand still and remain unchanged in response to all changes.
Even though his father was defeated by him, how capable is a woman?
If Ji Xunhuan was here, Gu Rongzhao would be even more wary.
Gu Rongzhao picked up his wine glass and sang softly in return, "Night Lord."
Qingge smiled lightly, how could Gu Rongzhao be so impatient to praise her? Little did he know that it is easier to ask for a favor than to give him away. After letting her dominate Dongzhou at night, it is not an easy task to pull her down from this position.
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In the darkness, two figures, one red and one black, looked at the feast place silently, and suddenly let out a chuckle full of ridicule.
"Evil King, this Gu Rongzhao is really getting better and better as he gets older. People say that ginger is still hotter when it's old. I'm afraid Gu Rongzhao's piece of ginger is moldy." The woman in black robe smiled disdainfully, "What an idiot.
Ye Qingge was in charge of the whole feast, and he was still complacent in thinking that he could win the battle without spending a single soldier. How can there be such a good thing in the world? Speaking of Ji Xunhuan's view of women, it was really good.
, this night he sang with great wisdom and wisdom, he was brave and strategic, he threw out the bait, and then took advantage of the victory to pursue him, but little did he know that his true purpose was never concealed. "
The woman in black robe has a black moon between her eyebrows, her lips are black, and there are three black marks on each side of her cheeks. Her eyes are long and narrow, as black as thick ink in the middle of the night.
She turned to look at the man beside her and smiled openly.
The man's red clothes were like fire, and his face was covered with a golden mask. Through the mask, his eyes fell on the arrogant and smiling woman.
Several years have passed, and she remains as bright and charming as ever.
The woman in black robe folded her arms around her chest and shrugged, "I heard that girl Ziteng say that you are interested in someone else's wife?" The other person in her words was Yagami Miyagi looking for pleasure.
Mo Xie lowered his eyes.
The woman in black robe smiled and said, "You actually have this young boy's youthful side. I'm not telling you, why would you, such a good girl, be given to others? If you want me, even if you can't invite her back in eight-carriage sedan chair, I have to tie her back.
of."
"She is not a secular person, and not all feelings in the world are love." It is too difficult for two people to be happy. All he can do is accompany her, soaring ninety thousand miles, and treading at the foot of the vast mountains and rivers!
Before meeting her, he was also confused, but he was more free and unrestrained. His soul was free and unrestrained. After meeting her, the flower of his life had completely bloomed.
He wants to pursue Tiandi not only because of her, but also because of the willingness in his soul to kill the fallen demon.
The woman in black robe rolled her eyes, "Why talk so much nonsense? After all, it's not that people don't like you. If you want me, I also like Ji Xunhuan. He is an unparalleled evildoer, extremely charming, and he dotes on his wife to the bone." The woman in black robe swallowed.
I swallowed my saliva, and now I felt like poaching my husband.
Mo Xie: "..."
The woman in black robe is Lin Ziteng's sister, Lin Mo, who she met Qingge once in the Younan secret realm.
The names of the two sisters' parents are also interesting. When she was born, her father was writing and dipping in ink, so they were named Ink.
Lin Momo looked at Qingge and couldn't help but said: "However, I like this girl better than Ji Xunhuan. These men in Dongzhou are really useless, they can't even compare to this girl."
Qing Ge sat on the chair, seeming to notice something, and quietly glanced at the void in the darkness, her thin lips pursed slightly.
At this time, the feast was already halfway through, with people drinking and drinking, singing and dancing, and the violinist sitting on a yellow sand chair, playing an eternal lament.
Qing Ge narrowed her eyes. Tonight was her night for the Night Master of Dongzhou. Gu Rongzha asked someone to play a mournful song?
Although she is the Lord of the Night, no one surrenders to her.
"Bastard!" Ye Jingfeng shouted angrily and walked towards the luthier with his sword in hand.
The sword was pointed at the piano player, and the violent energy surged like a stormy sea, "At the Overlord's Feast, what is your intention in playing the mournful song of Jiuniang's approach to the moon?"
At the same time, several other monarchs all stood up and used their strength together. The combined strength was like a storm coming in the end of the world, tearing the air apart and shaking violently in the sky!
Ye Jingfeng took a few steps back, and when he raised his head, his eyes were filled with thunder, as if there were rolling black clouds, violent wind and rain falling, and his cheeks were filled with deep and terrifying thick clouds.
The territory of Dongzhou stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and the seven monarchs regard Qingge as their formidable enemy. At this moment, he is frightened by the wind at night. As a father, he must become her heaven and the most unbreakable wall at any time.
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Facing the combined power of the seven monarchs, Ye Jingfeng is not afraid of danger and stands proudly, like a fierce dragon crossing the river or a tiger descending from the mountain, roaring through the sky and fighting across the sky, all in the thick sword energy.
The rainbow of sword energy tilts like a waterfall, ready to welcome the power of all the kings.
Xiao Richen and several other monarchs discovered that something was wrong. Ye Jingfeng's strength among the eight monarchs was in the upper middle, not the strongest. But the sword energy that Ye Jingfeng unleashed today was enough to prove that his strength was not only
Here it is.
But you don’t believe it. If they work together, can they resist the night terror?
Ye Jingfeng is Ye Qingge's father. Now Ye Qingge is going to become the overlord of Dongzhou. However, they have offended Ye Jingfeng before and will never have a good life in the future.
Therefore, they will never give up.
Qingge lowered her eyebrows, her eyes were filled with mist, and she looked thoughtfully at the tense princes and Ye Jingfeng with a smile but not a smile.
At least Ye Jingfeng was willing to use his body and sword to kill everyone for a mournful song, which made Qingge slightly moved.
Ye Jingfeng's sword energy and the combined power of all the kings were about to collide. At this moment, a falling sound came from the horizon. At that moment, no matter it was the sword energy that was like the storm coming, the wind filled the building,
The power of the kings who still had thousands of troops and horses disappeared in just an instant.
The sound of the piano suddenly rises, coming from all directions, like water slowly falling from a mountain stream, like drizzle falling on a spring day. The clear and sweet sound can wash away the evil things in the world.
Can--
The next moment, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and the drizzle turned into a heavy rain. If you look closely, you will see that the raindrops look like thousands of sword blades.
Killing rains!
The wind and clouds will not return, and blood will be splashed all over the world!
The eight kings at the feast were all frightened by the momentum.
They looked up and saw a bright moon in the sky, a pale glow in the bright night, and a beautiful and elegant flying spiritual bird soaring high in the sky. Above the spiritual bird, a woman sat cross-legged, holding a stringless Fuxi harp. She was as cold as the moon and as pure as a lotus.
His temperament and eyebrows are not evil and coquettish, but rather picturesque and delicate, with three thousand blue hairs like ink, and a white dress full of snow.
The God of Stringless Qin, the night falls in the city!