Qingge walked at the foot of the mountain holding Lingtong's hand.
There were shadows, and in front of them was a bush of thorns, and white moonlight shone, and they passed through the bush of thorns.
Puff—
The spiritual boy suddenly laughed, laughing very exaggeratedly.
"Qingge, you are really capable."
Ling Tong smiled and said, "You can only do it if you rushed up to Jialan and slapped Wuyu's bitch in front of An Zasai in front of everyone in the college. I'm afraid that only you can do it. Think about it, even if An Suyou and Wuyu want to do it.
Things will be suppressed, and tomorrow morning, this will spread throughout the four-star market."
Wuyu, that is the Great Elder Jialan, and Jialan is one of the six major forces in the four-star continent, not to mention Ye Qingge's reputation has become famous recently. This matter is definitely gossipy.
Qingge glanced at Lingtong.
Ling Tong's left sentence is peaceful and scattered, and another sentence is safe and sound. Compared with the poisonous tongue, she is willing to give up the disadvantage in front of Ling Tong.
"Spiritual boy, goodbye to an old friend, what do you feel like?" Qingge asked while walking.
When talking about this, the smile on the Ling Tong's face froze, his expression was strange and his eyes were weird.
Lingtong said: "I hate people who have been for so many years. I see them again today. Seeing them gray hair, and I am still a little baby, I suddenly feel that they are very sad. I believe that in a few years, they will be buried in peace.
.”
Qingge: "..."
Little baby...
Qingge looked at the face of Lingtong, her facial features were immature, and the moonlight shone on her tender face, and she had a little baby fat, plus her bare little head and a long black whip. She was indeed a baby.
But the key to the problem is that this little baby is actually a bad old man at heart.
Qingge suddenly felt that the picture was so beautiful that it was unbearable to look at it.
Seeing that Qingge was not leaving, Lingtong took Qingge's hand and walked forward, Qingge followed him.
After walking for a long time, Ling Tong stopped, turned his back to Qingge, lowered his head, and threw his braid in front of his shoulders...
"Actually..." He hesitated and said: "Looking at their current old attitude, I still feel very kind. I even hope in my heart that they can care about me and ask me about my decades under the blue sea.
Is it a good life? Is it cold? Is it cold? Is it hungry? Is it hungry? Is it tired? I asked me to blame them? Is it because I miss them? Is it willing to go back to Jialan? But, no, nothing, they are apart from being surprised?
In addition, it was murderous. At this moment, they still wanted to kill me, eliminate future troubles, and eliminate roots. At that moment, I felt very ridiculous. I thought, they would die, let me settle it with my own hands.
I have personally destroyed my loved ones and faith that I once worshipped as life.”
Ling Tong let go of Qingge's hand.
Qingge looked at Lingtong's back and found that he was so thin.
Ling Tong's voice choked: "Qingge, do you know? Once upon a time, I stood at Kalan and sweared, and for this life, I was born for Kalan and died for Kalan. Protecting Kalan is my battle of glory, but now
, I actually want to destroy Jialan with my own hands."
Qingge sighed and walked to the spiritual boy.
Lingtong lowered his head, Qingge couldn't see his expression.
Qingge didn't bother him, and just stayed with Ling Tong.
The spiritual boy lowered his eyes and could see Qingge's ink soft boots. There were golden threads on the soft boots outlining the rich peony flowers. They were very beautiful and delicate.
In the past, he was alone. Even if he cried loudly, there were fish coming and going, and no one could feel his sorrow. Now, there are people around him, which is great.
Ling Tong sniffed, wiped the tears in the corners of his white and tender little hands. He raised his head, looked at Qingge, and said aggrievedly: "Actually, I'm just a little sad."
Qingge looked at Lingtong's face and couldn't speak. Her whole face was covered with tears, and her small nose was a little red.
Qingge raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corner of Ling Tong's eyes with his fingers, "Be good, it's okay."
Ling Tong's eyes were slightly red and he said seriously: "Qingge, can I rub my nose on you?"
Qingge's mouth twitched, and then he said firmly: "No."
"Oh." The spirit boy collapsed.
Qingge: "..."
Qingge was helpless, and finally, he twisted his sleeves and placed them in front of Lingtong, "Damn it."
Ling Tong looked happy and rubbed all his snot and tears on Qingge.
Seeing the spirit boy happily chasing his face, he sang gently and curled the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.
The two continued to go down the mountain, and the Black Demon Guard was still searching for the mountain, but Bixishuang had already arrived at a safe place.
After going down the mountain, Qingge and Lingtong headed straight to Qingshi Town.
The door of the inn was pushed open.
In the room, Bixishuang, the light veil demon, Ye Wuhen and the Lord of Glory have been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Qingge, Lingtong returned safely, and Bi Xishuang's heart was also brought to his original position.
"Starting tomorrow, the name Ye Qingge must be exploded again." The spirit boy climbed onto the stool with difficulty, sat down, held a cup of tea, shook his head and said.
"What's going on?" The shisha demon snuggled on Ye Wuhen and asked.
Bixi looked at the Qingyao Demon from the corner of her eyes. She was also surprised about the Qingyao Demon and Ye Wuhen, but it was also a beautiful thing for lovers to finally get married.
Ling Tong took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and under the gaze of everyone, he said leisurely: "Qingge slapped Wuyu in front of An Suyou and Jialan."
As soon as these words came out, the room was extremely quiet and the needle could be heard.
After all, not everyone can do this kind of thing.
He slapped the elder Jialan, and he didn't dare to think about it.
"Qingge, you have a habit." The Qingyao was stunned for a moment and laughed out loud.
Ye Wuhen hugged the Qingyao demon and looked at Qingge helplessly.
His sister is arrogant at heart, and she is very fond of her, and she will be vengeful and very jealous. If someone steps on her bottom line and hurts her relatives, she will be afraid that the whole family will be washed away by her.
Bi Xishuang stood on one side, her narrow eyes scanning Qingge, and deep inside her heart caused ripples.
Ling Tong's seemingly casual words, Qingge's recklessness in his act of deliberateness actually requires courage. No matter how powerful Qingge is, he is also a second sword spirit master. He wants to take action in front of the four sword spirit master Wuyu, not just say
Just say it.
And she just wanted to breathe for her.
Bixishuang's throat was sore, and tears surged into his eyes.
She always thought that her life had nothing to do with it, and she fell into despair for a while until she met her.
To this day, Bixishuang can still remember the charm of the woman when she first met her.
Qingge walked to Bixishuang and held Bixishuang's hand.
Thousands of words are all combined into one action.
She gave her infinite power.
And this is the so-called bondage and friendship.
Bixi's eyes were red and he looked at Qingge.
"As long as you are still alive, you will have hope. Sleep and wait until you wake up, everything will be fine." Qingge said: "As for other things, don't worry, leave them all to me. With me here, don't have anything.
Afraid."
Qingge rarely says these pretentious words, but she knows that Bixishuang needs her encouragement and comfort. (To be continued)