Xiao Shanyan suddenly came and hugged Yun Han with all her strength, "King Yun, take care of him."

Yun Han: "..."

Where is his warm and fragrant nephropathy?

Who is this rough man?

The style of painting is a bit inconsistent with what you imagine.

Yun Han coughed dryly, enduring the obsession with cleanliness and not wiping his clothes, wishing he could change his clothes immediately.

Qingge looked up at her, Xiao Shanyan had done a good thing.

He Xilou walked towards Qingge and solemnly patted Qingge's shoulder, "The sea area is named after you, and some things are pretentious if you say too much. Tell me if you have any grievances. Even if you don't want this sea, you have to help you vent your anger."

"Old He said it well. Who bullies you? Let me tell you." Jie Shuanghua said.

However, no matter how long the hand of Tianqihai is, it cannot reach the territory of Jiuzhou.

Yun Han looked sad on the side. Thinking of Xiao Shanyan's hug, he couldn't eat.

Qingge arched his hands and smiled generously, "The mountains are high and the road is far away, see you next day."

Qingge, Liu Yan'er and others boarded the boat and headed to the other end of the Apocalypse Sea.

Jie Shuanghua snuggled beside He Xilou, watching the boat gradually drift away.

"I really can't bear to bear it." Xie Shuanghua said.

"Yes." He Xilou gathered his clothes to remove frost flowers, "When she returns, she will still be the Moon King."

Yun Han frowned as he looked at Qingge's thin figure standing on the boat.

"King Yun, stop looking at it, everyone is gone." He Xilou stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Yun Han's eyes.

Yun Han lowered his eyes, looked indifferent, and said, "Last night, Jiuzhou secretly sent a message and asked me to go back to the royal family."

"Are you going?" Although He Xilou asked, he could vaguely guess Yun Han's answer.

"If it were before, it would be a good choice to become king on the sea surface, but now, I also want to go to Jiuzhou." Yun Han said.

"For Yue'er?" He Xilou asked.

"No, for myself. My mother died tragically, her family was destroyed, and the Jiuzhou royal family owed me an explanation."

After Yun Han said that, he left immediately and returned to the house to change his clothes.

I really hate chills.

He was hugged by a rough man.

Jie Shuanghua leaned beside He Xilou, with her dark eyebrows locked, "Is King Yun going to Jiuzhou too? Is Jiuzhou so good? Is it worth all of them going to go there?"

"The strong often yearn for the Shura battlefield, because they are undefeated, the more they yearn for the tomb of the god of death, the more they yearn for it." He Xilou looked at the sea, and the boat had turned into a black dot and slowly disappeared from his sight.

He was once a cultivator like this, and he knew the hearts of people like Qingge too much.

——

On the boat, the practitioners of Zilingyuan were all excited, and even the Fire Bird standing on Qingge's shoulders looked happy.

"Boss, go to Jiuzhou here to ride the wind and waves, you and I..." Before the fire bird could finish his words, he was thrown to the ground by Qingge.

She hates literary birds the most.

To put it nicely, ride the wind and waves, love is stronger than gold. I am afraid that the bird will fly faster than anyone else in the face of danger, and I am afraid that I will forget even the fear of heights.

The fire bird is pitiful.

Liu Yan'er picked up the fire bird, walked to Qingge's side, looked at the waves on the sea, and smiled and said, "The vitality of this bird is really tenacious."

"The disaster has been left for thousands of years." Qingge said lightly.

The fire bird widened his eyes, "You are the scoundrel."

Qingge swept his cold eyes over, and the fire bird subconsciously covered his head with its wings, "I am a disaster, I am a disaster."

Qingge pulled her face, she was such a coward.

The murderous intent flashed by.

The empty eyes fell on Qingge, but the girl's eyes were red as red as blood, looking at him.
Chapter completed!