One word is like an electric fire stirring up thousands of waves.
The entire Tianying Pavilion looked at her with jaws of shock.
She smiled broadly, put down her luminous cup, her eyes were gleaming, cool and deep, and she advanced and retreated in a controlled manner.
Snap——
Mei Qingchen's hand loosened slightly, and the crystal clear wine glass fell to the ground, bursting into pieces, and the wine overflowed. Mei Qingchen stood there with a stiff body, her face was pale, but her lips were deadly scarlet, her neck, and collarbone
There seemed to be blood lines looming there, and blue veins gradually popped out.
He changed his gentle demeanor and roared like a tyrant's beast.
When Qingge said those words brightly and charmingly, he felt like a thunderbolt from the blue, and he was horrified. The blood in his body boiled, but it was colder than winter snow. The pain deep in his heart started from a small point, and went crazy.
The ones spread in all directions, like piranhas, gnawing at every part of him.
He seemed to have only a beautiful skin left, but the inside was already filthy.
He thought that his apology could bring back the sweet memories with her. Even if it couldn't, it didn't matter. At least it would make her angry and angry about his abandonment. In this way, she still seemed to care about him and her emotions could still fluctuate because of him.
However, she was not angry or sad. She was as calm as water, but like a fairy, thanking him sincerely.
Thank him for not marrying her.
How ridiculous.
"Ah Chen——" Lan Wu held Mei Qingchen's hand.
Mei Qingchen had a dark face and waved away Lan Wu's hand. His face was cracked with the devil's evil, bloodthirsty and cruelty. When his pale scarlet eyes gradually appeared and he looked at Ji Yue, he almost blurted out in revenge, "
It seems that Mr. Ji really has a hobby of picking up rags. In this case, a gentleman will not take what others like, but it is just an insignificant tattered shoe. If you want it, I will give it to you, no thanks."
The luminous cup was swaying while singing softly, and the wine rippled in the cup, reflecting the bright moonlight.
She leaned against Ji Yue lazily like a fox, feeling Ji Yue's violence. She drank the wine in one gulp and held Ji Yue's hand with her other hand, "Why get angry? Then you will fall into his trap."
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Ji Yue frowned, and there were strange colors and twisted murderous intent in his strange eyes, which flickered bright and dark in the turbulent winds and clouds, and storms fell from the sky, as if he could transform into the Shura God of Death at any time.
Wuyou lowered his face and said: "Mei Qingchen, I don't know who the broken shoes you are talking about are, but among the men around my girl, which one is not better than you?" He looked at Qingge, hating the iron that cannot be made into steel: "Xiaoye, you
Was it because you were blind before that you fell in love with such a scumbag?"
Qing Ge thought about it seriously, and then nodded solemnly, "It's true that he is blind, but who doesn't meet a scumbag in his youth, Wuyou, don't you think so?"
Wuyou laughed loudly, nodded fiercely, and gave a thumbs up, "Exquisite, this sentence should be engraved in the history books to warn those little girls not to rush forward when they see a dog-like dressed beast, and you will lose your wife again.
Zhe Bing, look at how good our young master Ji is. He is more elegant, handsome, handsome and handsome than Pan Anhuo, and has more weapons..."
A great life?
What the hell?
Qing Ge looked at Wuyou, who was gushing eloquently, with a dark face, wishing she could take off her shoes and block his mouth.
But this time, Ji Yue and Wuyou were on the same front. He looked at Qingge ambiguously, lowered his head and took a sip on her face, and arbitrarily declared his sovereignty regardless of the eyes of the world.
A warm current flashed through Qingge's heart.
She doesn't care about reputation, but she doesn't want to discredit Ji Yue.
But it feels so good to have someone supporting me behind my back.
Seeing Wuyou still saying something insinuations about Sang and Huai, Qing Ge shook his head and smiled.
Mei Qingchen frowned, her limbs stiff.
The moment he said the words, he regretted it.
But, he couldn't help it.
He turned to look at Lan Wu. Lan Wu's face was as gray as paper, his eyebrows were stained with sadness, his eyes were distracted, and there seemed to be some breaking sound.
Mei Qingchen closed her eyes in pain.
Noisy sounds rang out from the southeast corner. Qingge leaned in Ji Yue's arms and raised her eyes to see a man walking down the circular staircase made of white jade. The man had his hands behind his back. He was wearing a purple and gold brocade robe. He had a strong figure and legs.
Slender, with a luxurious badge hanging on his shoulders and seven-star tassels hanging down, he is noble and elegant, but restrained and bloody. On the man's face, he wears a half-face mask, revealing the other half of his face as delicate as jade, and a pair of deep-set eyes.
Unfathomable black pupils.
After walking down the stairs, the man walked straight towards Qingge's table.
The man in green robe walked forward flatteringly, "Pavilion Master."
The man nodded slightly.
In a few steps, he was already in front of Qingge.
Qingge put down the luminous cup. She drank too much wine and her face was red. Although her eyes were cold, their color was misty and wandering. She looked at the man who was getting closer and closer with a smile, although she only had half a face and one pair of eyes.
, but she recognized it immediately.
That face that is about to expire deep in my memory.
It's been two years.
He has changed, he is no longer obedient, no longer cautious, even he walks with the air of a general.
Ji Yue stood next to Qingge and glanced at him coldly, "It seems that the two years of experience have not been in vain."
The man glanced at Ji Yue's unique and beautiful eyes, understood and suddenly realized.
Finally, he looked at Qingge again.
"Miss Third, I'm back." The man said.
Qingge smiled and said, "It'll be nice to come back."
The man raised his eyebrows, glanced at the cold Mei Qingchen, and said immediately: "When I heard that you were going to get married, I was heartbroken for a long time, but fortunately there were some mermaids who looked like fools, so I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking
When will I marry you home? Who knows, another young master will appear, which makes me feel frightened."
The smile on Qingge's face became more intense, and she knew that he was deliberately trying to irritate Mei Qingchen by saying these words.
When the man in green robe said that he would help her bully her back, she thought of Mei Qingchen.
In the entire Shengluo City, only Mei Qingchen had bullied her.
Everyone stared blankly at this dramatic change, their minds still not turning around.
The master of Tianying Pavilion, whose head and tail the dragon has never seen, is actually Ye Qingge's man?
This time, everyone was worried, and the look in their eyes when they looked at Qing Ge changed again.
If only she had talent, that would be it. No matter what, she would be unable to defeat the four punches with both hands.
But with a wave of her hand, she could shake up the four empires, and even involve the Weapon Refining Guild. Not only that, Mo Xie, the adopted son of the Lord of Luohua City, seemed to be her follower, and the Mercenary Guild set off Ten Thousand Sword Flowers for her.
Moreover, although she had severed her relationship with Jialan, there were rumors that she was a disciple of Jialan's dean An Suyou. Who knows if something happened to her and Jialan would be on her side.
So, the situation is clear.
Not everyone can offend Ye Qingge.
Or, he could kill her with one strike.
Or, don't be her enemy.
Otherwise, you are provoking the current Prince of Hell.