At this moment, whether it was the eight hundred killers, Liu Yunchang and others, or hundreds of thousands of onlookers, they all looked dull.
this……
Nine words and great success, and mobilized troops to come to Xizhou to welcome the world of Yingyue.
What they couldn't accept was that the saint of Yingyue Tower was Ye Qingge who had been troubled by right and wrong recently.
Ruoye Qingge is really Jiuci's sister, why did Jiuci reveal the reward and threaten to kill her?
What's more, Ye Qingge's father is Ye Jingfeng, the monarch of Dongzhou. Both of them are from four stars. It is said that Jiuci is a relative of the Nine Realms. How could he be Ye Qingge's younger brother?
All of this is simply incredible.
Even after a moment, only the wind blew the fallen leaves gently, rising faintly, and needles fell from all over the place. Everyone was silent, so shocked that they could not say a word.
Even Qingge himself has always been calm in his actions, but he was shocked after hearing Jiuci's words.
Her? Sister Jiuci?
Qingge's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered the Yingyue dagger given to her by the maid from Yingyue Tower.
The Yingyue Dagger is a holy object in the building, which can control the many killers in Yingyue Tower.
But Qingge fell into a vicious cycle and was puzzled, but never thought of such a thing.
Could it be that something went wrong in the middle? Jiuci recognized his relatives wrongly?
Just when this thought appeared in Qingge's mind, Qingge's pupils tightened slightly, her body tightened, her limbs froze, and a cold air emerged from her heart and rushed straight into the sky spirit cover.
Fang Yu once said that she was her brother, and she had thought about whether her brother really existed, not Fang Yu, but someone else.
At the same time, looking at the Xizhou altar hidden in the dark above the sky, the pupils were still wide open as if they were radiating, and their eyes were filled with unbelievable shock.
He was originally a sinister and deceitful person. Since he could remember, except for the accident of Yan Bitong, all people and things were under his control and played with by him.
Now, another accident happened.
Ye Qingge's brother? Jiuci?
Fang Yu closed his eyes tightly, and the palms in his sleeves clenched into fists.
Didn't that child die?
Under the altar, the place of East Inland practitioners, the Nan monarch was surprised for a while before hitting Ye Jingfeng with his elbow, "What a Ye monarch, I have such a terrifying son, who is actually hiding it."
"Son? My wife has never given birth to a son for me. Before Qingge, my wife and I were both innocent and had never had a child." Ye Jingfeng hugged Xiao Baozi, his face full of doubts, and he was puzzled.
When the Nan monarch saw Ye Jingfeng's expression, he looked at Jiang Huaishan next to him and was surprised.
The Nan monarch murmured to himself, "Will this child pop out of the stone?"
Ye Jingfeng looked up at Jiuci on the altar, and carefully pressed Jiuci's handsome face. Suddenly, he found that Jiuci's expression looked like Yan Bitong, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which looked seven-pointed like Yan Bitong.
Because of temperament and identity, when Jiuci first appeared, Ye Jingfeng did not wait and see carefully.
Now that I stared at Jiuci's face seriously, I realized that the more I looked, the more I looked like Yan Bitong.
When I first saw him, I only knew that he was a handsome man, but when I looked at his every move, he looked very much like his wife.
Ye Jingfeng frowned, becoming more surprised and confused.
In his life, he only has one woman and one wife, and that is Yan Bitong.
In nearly twenty years, even though many young and beautiful women appeared in front of him, even seducing and seducing, he never took a look.
Ye Jingfeng didn't understand where this child came from.
He knew Yan Bitong's personality. If Yan Bitong had a child before him, he would definitely inform him.
Ye Jingfeng had a split headache and his brows were furrowed as if he had a knot.
The little bun, who was held in Ye Jingfeng's arms, tilted his head, opened his lively and clear eyes, and looked at Jiuci curiously.
In a place where no one was around, Fang Yu looked at Jiuci's face and fell into deep thought.
In the deep, quiet and calm eyes, waves suddenly surged.
Compared to Qingge's appearance, Jiuci's appearance reminded him of the woman in his memory.
He felt exactly the same as Ye Jingfeng. The more he looked, the more he looked, the more he became, the more drunk he became, until he could no longer move his eyes.
It seems that the handsome man on the altar has become one with the figure of the beloved woman.
Fang Yu's mood, which had always been unrest, finally had violent ups and downs in an instant. Fang Yu's breathing became more and more rapid, even with breathing.
Fang Yu clenched his fists tightly, crushing the fabric of his sleeves. He closed his eyes and secretly adjusted his sudden storm.
When Fang Yu opened his eyes again, the man standing in a gorgeous black robe reflected in his eyes, and there was ambition deep in his eyes.
It was like a lion from the forest, and found prey and supper.
An increasingly dirty thought suddenly formed in Fang Yu's mind.
Ye Qingge was cultivated by him, and he made Ye Qingge a carrier of the ninth-generation love Gu step by step.
The carrier of the Nine-Year Love Gu must be a specific constitution, and the Nine-Speed Words obviously cannot.
The carrier is not a strong strength, but a class of physical constitution.
He wants both of these two men, these two brothers and sisters.
One is locked in the bed for fun.
A locked in a gorgeous prison and admire his beauty.
Such a life is just thinking about it, and Fang Yu felt happy.
When Li Qinglian returned here, a gust of wind blew up, blowing up the veil under Fang Yu's cloak. Fang Yu took off the mask on his face, revealing a strange expression and a creepy cold sneer.
Fang Yu looked down at the bottom without turning his eyes. Li Qinglian was surprised and followed Fang Yu's gaze down and saw Jiuci who was catching his hair.
Suddenly, Li Qinglian was frightened.
Jiuci's appearance is very similar to that woman.
Fang Yu was unwilling to be with Ye Qingge, and he still wanted to attack Jiuci?
"Jiu Ci's identity is mysterious, it comes from the Nine Realms, and it is difficult to deal with." Li Qinglian said.
"The more difficult it is, the more interesting it is. If all things in the world are easy to obtain, wouldn't it be too cheap and tasteless?" Fang Yu's smile became stronger and he said lightly.
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Jiuci did not find any potential dangers. Of course, for him, those dangers were not considered dangerous.
At present, Jiuci only has one thing in his mind, to take his sister home and become his sister's support instead of Ji Yue.
Jiuci was suddenly furious when he saw that his killers had not responded for a long time.
Jiuci's eyes became more and more sharp, and his temperament was sharp and sharp. The killers shivered and reacted, all of them walked towards Qingge in an orderly manner, and gave a big gift of kneeling and three bows.
"We welcome the saint, and wish the saint a thousand years and a prosperous life."
"We welcome the saint..."
Eight hundred killers spoke in unison, and their voices were so loud that they soared into the sky and were so powerful.
When Jiuci saw Qingge not moving or speaking, he felt that this little girl was too happy.
Jiuci rubbed his hands, coughed dryly, and looked at Qingge and said seriously: "Ge'er, don't be afraid, they are all very kind people."
When everyone heard this, they stared, were stunned, and their mouths twitched wildly, unbelievable.
Yingyuelou kills countless killers who travel through the dark night without leaving any living habits. Kind?
A three-year-old child doesn't believe it. (To be continued)