Chapter 1966 Dragons will die if they touch the scales
Mo Xie smiled bitterly, and he lay on the chair and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
He said: "She is here."
"who?"
Xia Feng's eyes flashed, "Ye Qingge?"
Mo Xie pursed his lips and said nothing, and the answer was obvious.
Xia Feng waved his hand quickly, "Why did she come? It's not the location I revealed. Could it be that a brother can still sell you?"
"I know it's not you." Mo Xie opened his eyes, "I'll leave in a few days, and I won't have time to make wine by then."
"I think you will change your name to Mo Ersha in the future." Xia Feng was helpless.
Mo Xie smiled and stopped talking.
He was very satisfied with the brewed heartbreaking wine, and then reminded Xia Feng, "Remember, you must give it to her after she gave birth, otherwise, according to her drinking method, even if the child survives by chance, he will be a drunkard in the future."
"Don't you curse people?" Xia Feng shrugged.
"I'm just in case." Mo Xie said solemnly: "Pregnancy is not a joke. You have to watch her well. If you have nothing to do, go to Shadow Pavilion more often."
"It's not my wife, nor your wife, why are you walking around?" Xia Feng said arrogantly.
Mo Xie's eyes sank.
Xia Feng noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, and a smile like a chrysanthemum blooming on his face, "Brother, I was wrong. I will definitely treat her as my wife, treat the child as my bones, and take good care of her. There will never be any mistakes. You can feel at ease."
"You'll just feel at ease." Mo Xie immediately stabbed him back.
The two looked at each other and smiled silently.
Mo Xie stood at the door of the tavern and looked at the blue sky. The light shone on his mask. His cheeks could no longer feel the warmth and caress of the sun.
No, he no longer has flesh on his cheeks. To be precise, this mask is his face.
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The bright moon hangs in the sky, the night is thick, and the wind is cool.
After becoming the instructor of Xixuan Palace, Qingge became more and more busy. In addition to facing Xu Wei and others' searches, he also had to teach many disciples of Xixuan Palace.
Needless to say, the practitioners of the lower continent are quite convinced, but the disciples of the medium-level plane were once geniuses from various places, so how could they become Qingge's disciples?
Practice ground.
Qingge practiced cross-leggedly, and the disciples of Xixuan Palace were all very lazy. They also wanted to try to leave the training ground and go on strike to protest.
Qingge opened his eyes and looked at them coldly.
Xu Wei, Tan Ruhua and others were laughing at the joke.
Although Tan Ruhua is not from the Shadow Pavilion, because of Xu Wei's relationship, Shadow Pavilion disciples can almost see her jumping around every day.
"It's ridiculous how could those disciples from the middle-level plane convince her," said Tan Ruhua.
Xu Wei wrapped her hands around her chest, and while practicing, she glanced at the practice field of Xixuan Palace. The mockery at the corners of her eyebrows and the tips of her eyes did not hide anything.
"The tutor of Yigong is not that easy to be. She is less than 20 years old and is still a woman. And she is pregnant, so no one will convince her." Xu Wei said.
"I want me to say, it's almost the same for you to be that mentor. You are the third-grade true energy and the only person recognized by the royal family who can compete with Cai Lingfeng for the Spirit of the Vermilion Bird. What's that Ye Qingge? What's there to be proud of except for a Phoenix Eagle Medal?"
Tan Ruhua rolled her eyelids, especially disdained, "It's fine. She doesn't have real energy yet. How many days can she show off in the Great Spirit Master level? After a while, let's wait. Let's see her fall and she's bleeding. This is the end without self-knowledge."
On that side, many disciples from the Xixuan Palace cultivation ground clamored to leave.
Some practitioners of low-level planes advised him, "Now is the time to practice. Don't walk around at will without the permission of your tutor. Don't be too willful."
Those disciples in groups of medium-sized planes were all arrogant, with abominable faces and a rage in their eyes.
If it weren't for the Shadow Pavilion, their anger would have been afraid that Qingge would burn to ashes.
They came to Shadow Pavilion without hesitation to make a name for themselves, and a good mentor decided their future.
But no matter how bad the five mentors in Shadow Pavilion are, they shouldn't be Ye Qingge, a woman from a low-level continent, and she is still a cultivator without true energy.
Later, I left the Shadow Pavilion and was asked who the tutor was and what they wanted to say.
Could it be said that he is a woman in a low-level plane?
I'm afraid it's a big deal about the world.
One of the men in blue clothes walked out. The man looked over twenties and was covered in strong flesh.
He stared at the many cultivators of the lower continent, gritting his teeth and hating him to the core. As the Adam's apple rolled, one by one jumped out of his throat, mixed with strong anger, "You beasts from the lower continent, don't die, occupy our quota and drag our identities, what's the face of you coming to the Gods Heavenly Realm, come to the Shadow Pavilion, if I were you, I would hit the head in front of this Taishan Monument."
After coming to the Gods Heaven Realm, the people in the lower planes were more or less inferior, and no one dared to have a head-on conflict with the men in the middle planes in front of them.
Therefore, it is common to be bullied in Shadow Pavilion on weekdays.
Qingge turned his eyes and looked at the man in green. The man hated him so strongly.
He hated the class system and cruel and chaotic wars in this plane, but he did not have the ability to change it, so he slowly transferred this resentment and anger to practitioners of the lower plane in a subtle way.
If you bully them, he will be satisfied.
In this way, he regained his confidence.
Qingge let out a long breath, and she stood up and walked towards the man in green.
One of the practitioners of the low-level plane replied unwillingly, "Ye Qingcheng came out of the four-star continent, Ye Jingfeng came out, and Ye Qingge came out now. What's wrong with the low-level continent? Are the low-level continents not humans? If we are beasts, why do you still have to be under the same roof with beasts? Then what are you, are the beasts companions?"
The man in blue in rage exploded at once, and saw the man in blue in blue stalking towards the practitioner, lifted the practitioner high, and then threw him hard on the ground, with his head on the ground.
This fall will inevitably lead to bloodshed and may even leave many sequelae.
Liu Yan'er, who had been watching, quickly took action, rolled over on the spot, hugged the cultivator's head, so that she could avoid the vicious smash.
The man in green glared at Liu Yan'er angrily, "Liu Yan'er, you are a person in the medium plane. Now see what you have become? What Ji Ruxue said is right. You have become a beast's lackey. Are you ashamed? Do you know that you have been shamed for the Holy Dragon Continent?"
The man in green became more and more excited as he spoke, and he spoke righteously. He stood at the highest point of morality and pointed at Liu Yan'er and started scolding him without saying a word.
Liu Yan'er's face gradually became colder, and the cold fell into the ice.
No one can humiliate Ye Qingge in front of her.
A dragon has reverse scales, and if it touches it, it will die! (To be continued)