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Chapter 2766 Yuer Youdao

Moyou fell into the Shenyue River, splashed with water, and was gradually submerged by the river. He swam to the other end of the Shenyue River and climbed out of the water.

Jiu Ci sat at the top of the attic, surrounded by black mist. A black duck stood on his shoulder, overlooking the endless Shenyue River with him.

"what to do……"

"Master, I seem to have been poisoned by Mo You. I must not let that damn little Mo You know that I am thinking about her. She will definitely be proud of it."

Jiu Ci sighed deeply. He was already fascinated. Every time he met someone, he felt like he had seen him before. He was very similar to Xiao Moyou.

How could Xiao Moyou, who was a member of the Nine Realms, appear in Shenyue City in good condition? Therefore, Jiu Ci concluded that an illusion must have occurred.

Lovesickness makes me sick.

The ancients never deceived me.

It seemed that he had to go to Dongfang to get a prescription to warm up his body and cure his lovesickness.

Dongfang Po was beaten by Jiu Ci until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He secretly went to the lower reaches of the river alone, squatted down and put on the lotus lantern.

The wish on the red paper is very simple. I hope that my tribe and parents can be well under Jiuquan.

Dongfang Po closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, like the most sincere and sincere believer in front of the Buddha.

Pictures of that year flashed through my mind, including lightning and thunder, heavy rain, the screams of my parents and tribesmen, and the fear of cutting my body open with a butcher's knife.

When his eyes were opened, Dongfang Po was calm and gentle again, and he grinned, showing his white teeth.

Dongfang Po stood by the Shenyue River, turned his head and looked in the direction of Qing Ge, and said softly: "Master, when can you return to the Medicine King Palace? Lin Zhuchong has been punished by the gods."

"..."

Singing softly, Ji Yue led Little Baozi and walked along the long street with shining lanterns. Little Baozi looked left and right, and finally a smile appeared under the mask.

That night, each elf wrote a different long-cherished wish on the lotus lantern.

Wish... to find a right husband.

I wish...a beautiful girl on my pillow.

May... God bestow wealth and honor...

Every elf, every person, every life has different emotions and joys, and lives and grows in different environments.

This is the appearance of all living beings.

The appearances of all living beings are different, and the changes of different processes are the same, but the origin and blooming of life are the same.

Qingge walked along the long street and gradually noticed something strange.

Her eyes and her perception are beyond ordinary people.

She could feel the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of every elf on the street.

The relics in the realm of nothingness shimmered with golden light.

This kind of situation has happened before. She can occasionally see the evil deeds a person has done in the past and the blood he owes.

But those bad things only happened occasionally. Unlike now, all she could see were the happiness, anger and sorrow of others.

For example, the two female elves who were traveling together seemed to have a good relationship, but one of them actually had murderous intentions due to jealousy.

Another example is the couple, a family of three. The wife has a gentle face and a bright smile, but the man is thinking about his new love. He even feels that his wife is hindering the sweetness between him and his new love. He dare not take action or break the existing rules.

I can only curse silently in my heart, hoping that my wife will fall ill and die. On the other hand, the wife is thinking about the blessing words written on red paper with lotus lanterns in her mind.

Her husband is sick, and she hopes that God will take away all the rest of her life and only hopes that her husband can live a long life.

On the surface, they looked so happy, the husband's eyes were full of love, and every move he made was so gentle.

Qingge's gaze swept over the man like the howling of the cold wind, and she narrowed her eyes slightly. She even wanted to take action to deal with this inhumane man.

However, the murderous intention that just arose in her body was suppressed by the compassion of the Buddha's light.

Only then did Qingge think of the relics.

Qing Ge watched the family of three drifting away and smiled bitterly.

Yes, there are countless tragedies in the world, how can she solve them all?

Qing Ge turned to look at Ji Yue. Little Baozi wanted to eat the candied haws wrapped in vine leaves, so Ji Yue planned to buy all the candied haws.

"This guest costs three hundred and eighty-seven yuan." The old man selling candied haws on a stick said with a smile.

Ji Yue was stunned, three hundred and eighty-seven yuan stones...

The bad thing is that he never lacks anything, so he naturally didn't think of bringing something like the Yuan Stone with him.

Ji Yue coughed dryly and took out an amber glass pendant unique to longevity. This pendant is worth thousands of gold and contains the energy of immortality. Ordinary practitioners wear it to warm and nourish qi and blood, increase longevity, and live for thousands of years.

The old man obviously didn't know what he was selling. He looked left and right with the jade pendant, and finally gave it back to Ji Yue: "Could the young master want to default on his debt?"

Ji Yue coughed dryly, her cheeks to her ears turning slightly red. As the backbone of the family, she must not take a step back.

Helpless, Ji Yue took out the ruthless sword.

This sword can open up heaven and earth, cut through mountains and seas, and cut through wind and clouds like a rainbow!

This is already his most expensive treasure, I don't believe this old man still doesn't want it.

Ji Yue put the ruthless sword with its scabbard on the table: "How about paying for this sword?"

The words were concise and concise, but it shocked everyone.

The thousand-year-old monster in Ji Yue's mind was still drowsy just now. Now its eyes were wide open and it was full of energy: "Prodigal son, that is the ruthless sword that many people dream of. In the Era of Creation, when the ancient gods created the world, it was

Use the ruthless sword. You loser!"

The thousand-year-old monster is like a chattering elder who almost fainted from anger.

The ancient dragon in the spiritual world of Qingge has two words: "Luxury."

Qingge: "..."

Her little Yueyue is too cute.

How could there be such a lovely man in the world.

What is Ji Yue struggling with, a man's dignity?

Little Baozi looked at Ji Yue and shook his head, sighed, and then took his hand out of Ji Yue's tightly clenched palm.

Little Baozi was so distressed that he took out his bulging wallet, took out more than 300 yuan of stone, and gave it to the old street vendor.

The old man took the Yuan Stone, smiled happily, and counted it once, and then made a gesture of invitation after it was accurate.

He doesn't need the sword that created the world, he only needs money for tomorrow's meal.

"Mom, you have such a bad taste in finding men." Little Baozi shook his head and said, "Look at Uncle Dongling, with such a big family property, you can buy as many candied haws as you want."

The corner of Ji Yue's mouth twitched sharply, but she couldn't beat her own son, as his wife was by her side.

This anger can only be swallowed in the belly.

Ji Yue picked up the amber glazed pendant and the ruthless sword, and walked down the long street gloomily.

It seems that Xiao Baozi knows nothing about the huge wealth of his family.

Qingge pinched the little bun's face: "Ye'er, you can like Uncle Dongling, but you can't focus on his family property. Mother knows that you are a good boy."

Little Baozi blinked: "But Uncle Dongling said it was left for me."

"He can give it to you, or you don't have to. If you want something, tell your father and mother, and they will give it to you if they can. If you can't do it, you have to work hard to get it yourself. Ye'er, in life, you must

You must create your own value. You may not be able to contribute anything to the common people, but you must not harm the innocent people in the world."


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