Want the Lord of God to release people without spending a single soldier?
Is this... really possible?
If it were anyone else, Duan Yun would only think that he would be a madman, an idiot, arrogant and arrogant.
But the person who said these words was Dong Di, so that was a different scene.
While they were doubtful, they had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
Perhaps, at the same time of despair, another miracle was created.
How many people in this world can turn despair into a miracle?
Everyone in the hall looked at each other, hesitating to speak, and wanted to persuade her. Looking at the woman who exuded the aura of a king in front of them, the words came to their lips, but they swallowed them back.
Snow Girl's eyes fell on the letter in the center of Qing Ge's palm. The key to this must be this letter from Sihai City.
"If that's the case, then we'll wait and see the good show."
The snow girl smiled slightly.
Miss Ninth's eyes were reddish, she was doubtful, and she asked uneasily: "Senior Sister, is it really okay?"
Qingge looked at Miss Ninth, her eyes slightly changed, full of distress.
Young girls are often passionate and pure.
Qing Ge walked up to Ninth Girl and rubbed Ninth Girl's head: "I believe in you, Senior Sister, if I keep them safe, King Yama will not dare to come and take their lives."
Qingge only casually mentioned this arrogant flower, but never thought that it would spread to every corner of the heaven of gods and become a strange buzzword.
Miss Ninth looked at Qing Ge, feeling particularly reassured and nodded lightly, "Senior Sister will definitely be able to do it."
When Qingge walked out of the meeting hall, Duan Yun and Feng Qingyang chased him out. Feng Qingyang pursed his lips and said, "Qingge, can you really do it without spending a single soldier?"
Qingge stopped and didn't look back. She just waved her hand casually.
Her figure gradually faded away, Feng Qingyang and Duan Yun looked at each other helplessly.
"This child..." Duan Yun sighed.
"Believe her. Although she is frivolous, she is still arrogant and arrogant."
Feng Qingyang said with a smile.
"..." In the meeting hall, Xue Nu and Xiong Batian came out holding hands. Duan Yun saw Xue Nu and asked, "Does Sir Xue Nu know how the Eastern Emperor fought against Dingbeijiao?"
"Secrets must not be revealed."
Snow Girl said softly: "Master Duan, as Emperor Dong said, now you just need to focus on Qingyue Academy.
As for the disciples of the three sects, the Eastern Emperor has his own way to take them home."
Yuki-onna's words were also like a reassuring agent.
After leaving the meeting hall, Xue Nu quickly went to find Qingge.
In the courtyard surrounded by delicate vines and flowers, Qing Ge was sitting on a swing woven with bright bamboo leaves, holding a snow-white cat in her arms, closing her eyes lightly, leaning on the back of the swing leaves, taking a small rest.
The clear light of the white moon shone down, like a layer of holy light, covering her body bit by bit.
Like an old mother, the snow girl sighed helplessly and covered Qingge's body with a blanket.
“It’s windy at night and you don’t know how to take care of yourself?”
The snow girl frowned and sang softly.
"Girl, are you caring about me?"
Qing Ge raised his eyebrows.
"Don't be glib. Long live my seniority. In terms of seniority, I am indeed your elder. You must not be rude."
The snow girl is slightly serious.
Elder...Xiong Batian almost fell to the ground when he heard this.
The little white cat was sitting on Qingge's lap, with her hands stretched out and gently holding the back of her head, and her body tilted back slightly.
Following the small movements of Qingge, the swing swayed slightly.
"Sir Yuki-onna, I'm a stupid disciple. You've eaten up everything, but you have to be responsible and don't just pat your butt and walk away.
Logically speaking, should you call me Master?"
Qingge's lips curved into a smile.
Snow Girl's expression suddenly changed, and she looked at Xiong Batian coldly.
With just one look, Xiong Batian knew that he was going to kneel on the washboard that night.
Although Xiong Batian didn't know where he was wrong, anyway, it was definitely his fault that his wife was unhappy.
If it is sophistry, then it will add to the mistakes.
"How do you plan to handle the matter of deciding the northern suburbs?"
The snow girl is sitting at the stone table nearby.
Xiong Batian pricked up his ears and listened quietly. He also wanted to know how his master would handle this matter.
He sang softly on the bamboo swing, touched the little white cat, and said jokingly: "Don't you already understand?"
Xiong Batian frowned, his head full of confusion. What did my wife understand?
Xue Nu changed her sitting posture and said with a smile: "You don't dare to let Jiu Ci and I take action, and you won't go alone. The main reason is because you are worried about King Qinglian, right?"
Qingge took a deep breath of the cat and chuckled: "My wife is so smart."
Upon hearing those three words, Xue Nu's face changed slightly and she could not maintain her smile.
On the other hand, Xiong Batian was in a happy mood, but he was also wondering, what does the matter in the northern suburbs have to do with worrying about the Qinglian King?
Xiong Batian wanted to clarify the relationship, but found that his thoughts were so chaotic that his head was as big as two.
"So, you will never act rashly when deciding the matter in the northern suburbs. You are afraid that this is a trap set up for King Qinglian."
Snow Girl said.
Xiong Batian: "?
?
?”
How did the life and death of the disciples of the three sects become a trap set for King Qinglian?
Qingge glanced at Xiong Batian sympathetically, and then at the snow girl who was chatting happily. For a moment, she didn't know which one to sympathize with.
"continue."
Qingge lowered her eyes slightly, enjoying the caress of the wind.
Snow Girl said: "That letter was sent by Lanwei, probably. It should have said something about Qinglian. As for not using any troops, the reason is very simple. If you bribed once, can't you bribe a second time?
This time, you borrowed someone else’s help to extinguish the demonic fire in the God’s Realm?”
"Smart, really smart."
Qingge clicked her tongue and exclaimed: "It's such a pity that such a good girl is matched with my stupid disciple. What a beautiful flower. It's a pity, it's such a pity."
Xiong Batian was still racking his brains to think about the information in the conversation between Xue Nu and Qing Ge. When he suddenly heard Qing Ge sigh like this, Xiong Batian was shocked.
Master, has changed... "Since I know that, as master, you must prepare the betrothal gift well, otherwise, I will not marry."
Snow Girl walked out, and when passing by Xiong Batian, she stretched out her hand to Xiong Batian. Xiong Batian immediately took out his paw and held Snow Girl's soft hand.
"Master, the betrothal gift depends on Master. Xiaotian will definitely honor you in the future."
Xiong Batian led his wife away.
Don't you want to trick the master like this... Qingge looked at the backs of the two of them, but she smiled happily.
There are many differences in this world, such as the wrong family, the wrong household, the mismatch of status, and the gap in strength.
But Qingge believes that if it is true love, it will not be afraid of anything in the world.
Jiu Niuniang and Jiu Ci are different from this.
The difference between them does not lie in their identities, but in their wishful thinking.
The love between two hearts and the courage to get close to each other will never be defeated by the world.
Qingge pointed her toes and swayed gently on the swing, playing with the cat and murmuring to herself: "If Dongling can regain his full strength, Qinglian officials will never dare to have any different intentions."
But, where can Dongling’s memory and strength be recovered?
Meow.
The little white cat stretched out in Qing Ge's arms, its eyes as blue as the sea, as deep and charming as the sea.
For a moment, the little white cat found a restrained position, curled up and lay down, and closed its eyes comfortably to sleep.