Nan Xue Luo fell to the ground, still holding the broken sleeve in her hand.
Marrying him is her lifelong waiting.
Marrying her is his regret in this life?
...
At this moment, Nan Xueluo felt as if she was dead.
No, I was already dead, but she was just trying to keep her childhood jokes, and she waited for ten thousand years.
Finally, the tea was cold and the people dispersed.
Nan Xueluo closed her eyes, tears had dried up and could no longer flow out.
This sentence from the God King was the last straw that broke the camel's back and the last sword that defeated Nan Xueluo.
Is it just a joke when I was a child?
If it’s a joke, why bother marrying her?
Why don’t you love her if you marry her?
A piece of clothing in Nan Xueluo's palm was burned to ashes by ice and fire. She covered her face with her palms and made a crazy and creepy laugh.
She made herself a joke!
Countless people on the alchemy field looked at this scene in surprise.
The sudden change was unexpected by everyone.
Wang Qinghong and the God King can't go together.
They didn't expect that Wang Qinghong was a young master who had broken sleeves and fell in love with the God King at first sight.
Tsk, things in the world are often so bizarre and weird.
The God King looked at Nan Xueluo who was crying with his face covering his face, and for some reason, his heart ached.
That's just because I feel sorry for my sister who was holding in my palm in the past.
He must not repeat the same mistake.
The God King covered up the trance that had just happened, walked to the table, turned his back to Nan Xueluo, and sat down slowly.
He had already made up his mind with Fang Yu. If Feng Qi was obsessed with it, then he would plunder Ye Qingge tonight and then strip away Feng Qi who was staying in Ye Qingge's spiritual world.
As long as Feng Qi uses elixir stone to reshape their body, they can go back to the past and support each other.
Fang Yu had no expression on his face, his hands wearing patent leather gloves gently rubbed the wine glass. He looked at Nan Xueluo carefully, and his eyebrows under the hat frowned fiercely.
Nan Xueluo's performance in the alchemy field was beyond his expectations. He did not expect that Nan Xueluo would come like this like a boat.
Originally, he wanted to use the God King's hand to conquer Nan Xueluo. There was the God King on the left and Nan Xueluo on the right. He found no tears behind him, as if he had received help from God.
Nan Xueluo lay on the ground, regardless of the eyes of the people around him.
Beneath her, layers of ice fog were floating, so that the entire drug yard quickly freezes with thunder.
Nan Xueluo closed her eyes and would rather die and never enter the world again.
The world is so hard.
A slight footstep sounded, and a figure stood in front of Nan Xueluo.
Qingge squatted beside Nan Xueluo with a glass of wine and handed the wine glass to Nan Xueluo. "Young Master Wang, the heartbreaking wine that is priceless but not marketable, brewed by old friends. It is the most satisfying to drink it when the heartbreaks." The heart that cannot be warmed up makes the spirits warm.
Nan Xueluo opened her eyes and looked at Qingge in a daze.
Heartbreaking wine.
What a good name.
Qingge gave her a glass of heartbreaking wine, and the fire burned her stomach. Suddenly, Nan Xueluo closed her eyes and the entire drug yard was frozen.
Qingge looked down at the wine glass, which was covered with a thick layer of frost.
When he looked at Nan Xueluo again, Nan Xueluo grabbed Qingge's arm and got up, "Ye Qingge, I'm jealous of you."
Nan Xueluo stumbled away from the feast and ran away like a deserted person.
Ye Qingge said that she had met a man who was unfaithful.
But later, she waited for her husband.
She was jealous and jealous, and she could no longer wait for the God King.
Nan Xueluo had disappeared in the alchemy field, but the entire feast place still echoed with Nan Xueluo's desolate and bitter laughter.
When the laughter stopped completely, a heavy autumn snow fell on the alchemy ground.
Qingge stood there, observing the snowflakes, and squinted his eyebrows.
Snow--
Could it be?
Qingge had a bold idea in his mind, but it was a bit unrealistic.
Qingge was like a ray of light on his back, and suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Zhuo.
Fang Yu's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, looking at Qingge. What he saw today made him realize Ye Qingge's ability to win people's hearts.
However, Feng Qi is Ye Qingge's boarder. Even if Ye Qingge wants to clear his grudges with a smile, Nan Xueluo will never agree!
Nan Xueluo hated Fengqi for ten thousand years, but how could he turn enemies into friends today ten thousand years later?
Ye Qingge is too young, and this step is a mistake.
Only interests can involve each other, just a glass of wine?
Oh, that's a kid's trick.
Innocence and ignorance.
"Sister, the drunken flower shade is here." Fu Xi walked over and stood in front of Qingge, blocking Fang Yu's view without any hesitation.
Qingge nodded, held Fu Xi's hand, and walked to Liu Yunchang.
Liu Yunchang looked at Qingge with a strange look, "Wang Qinghong is already crazy. He used to humiliate and stop you from doing everything he could. You were willing to give you a glass of heartbreaking wine. This is not your style of doing things."
"It is not advisable to drink heartbreaking wine. Drinking it when heartbreaking is considered to taste heartbreaking wine."
Heartbroken wine, guillotine.
That cup of heartbreaking wine is not just a wine, but also a bond, a relationship that transcends life and death.
"Pretty." Liu Yunchang rolled her eyes and disagreed.
Boom! With the loud sound of the sky, the fire trees and silver flowers in the sky and night exploded, like scattered flowers embellishing the night, which was even more beautiful and dazzling than the stars.
The fireworks are gorgeous, embellishing the ink blue and black sky.
As the light and fire shone, a man wearing flowery shorts came naked with his upper body coming with a sword, holding an oil-paper umbrella similar to the ancient building in Jiangnan.
This is really...shot.
Everyone, the soldiers.
The other fifty-one sect masters covered their faces and turned their heads. They couldn't bear to look at them, and they felt that being with Chu Changge was an indescribable shame.
Why are there such a sexy person in the world like Chu Changge...
I really think it is elegant and handsome.
Facts have proved that no matter how handsome a person is, as long as there is aesthetic problem, it will be greatly reduced.
Chu Changge put away the long sword under his feet, held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand and danced gracefully in the night sky, with an intoxicated face, closed his eyes, felt the caress of the autumn wind and the swelling of the snow mist.
Jiuci's face became darker and darker, and he wanted to slap himself.
He actually wrote such a person on his own notebook, which was simply a pig's brain.
After a stunning appearance, Chu Changge twisted his body a few times, flipped a few times, then landed steadily on the ground, throwing the space bag to Liu Yunchang, "General Liu, the drunken flower shade you collected in the sect's mansion is all inside."
"Nizi, come and drink?" Liu Yunchang took the space bag, looked at Qingge, curled her lips and smiled.
"A general is a person who believes in his words?" Qingge emphasized again and again.
She dug a trap for Liu Yunchang and waited for Liu Yunchang to drill into the trap.
"I will naturally believe in my words. As long as I lose to you, I will be unable to stop at Dongzhou for three years. However, you, a girl, don't forget your own words. If you lose, you will go back to the Zong Mansion with me and be my little soldier."
"One word is determined."
“…”
Liu Yunchang laughed happily and took out the wine pot from the space bag. The best drunken flower shade was sealed and stored in exquisite white jade wine pots.
Liu Yunchang tried it and could drink up to thirty pots.
It should be noted that the adult strong man was drunk with a drop of flowers. In the world, only Liu Yunchang angrily drank thirty pots.
Later, Liu Yunchang rarely found Kaifeng.
It takes someone to drink together to make it feel better when you drink drunken flowers. What is the point of drinking alone?
Except for the occasional depression, Liu Yunchang was collecting the drunken flower shade and storing it in Zongfu wine cellar for the rest of the time.
"Little girl, if you can drink ten pots, I will admire you." Liu Yunchang said the truth. As long as Ye Qingge can drink ten pots, he can also be the number one figure in the Wine Kingdom of the Gods Heavenly Realm.
"The general underestimates me. Today I am drunk with flowers. I want to drink the general." Qingge tasted the drunk with flowers, smacked his tongue, and his eyes lit up, "It's really a great wine. It seems that I have to thank the general for giving me this blessing today."
Liu Yunchang groaned;.
Jiuci, who was depressed by the side, raised his ears, heard this, immediately withdrew from the alchemy field, summoned Yingyue Killer, sent the order to make the drunken flower shade.
All the killers: "..." Did their poster forget that they are killers?
Is it cooking again, and I am saving the hardships and suffering, and I still have to make wine now?
Fortunately, one of the killers was from a wine-making family to solve the urgent problem. Good guys, hundreds of killers, studied the way of wine-making together, which was shocking and funny.
Among the killers group, a killer touched his sword and sighed long: "This sword is about to fall into dust. It has been a long time since I killed someone, and my hands are itchy."
"Ignorance, the poster said that the great way to kill is to save the life of a person. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Today, have you saved people? I saved three people today and helped the old lady across the nectar bridge."
"I just saved one, and I was still a little girl. I was born with pretty eyes. Unfortunately, I was a brainless person. I had to promise her if I saved her life. It was so terrible. I am still pestering me in a dim way."
"I saved two, one for the mother and the other for the fetus in her arms."
"Wow, you're so cheating, are you obviously alone?"
"I saved nine." A voice suddenly came from the crowd.
Immediately, the killers looked over and felt that there was a golden light floating around the man, like the Buddha descending, and countless killers worshipped him.
"I tell you that he not only saved nine people, but also killed thirty people. He is simply a god." Someone said.
"Why kill someone?" someone asked.
"Are you stupid? You can kill people who do evil at the same time as saving people."
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that it was like this...
Although he went from a killer to a Buddhist killer, the killers had complaints.
But when they save people, the feeling is something they cannot experience when they kill people.
The female killer who supported the old lady across the nectar bridge was taken to a large family by the old lady.
It turned out that the old lady was the mistress of a big family in the four tribes, and the old lady insisted on recommending her grandson to her.
The female killer quickly refused and said that she was the killer of Yingyuelou.
Killers are terrible existences, and everyone is afraid, especially female killers. Almost no powerful family would ask female killers to pass by.
When it is spread, it is a joke, and no one can afford to lose this face.
The old lady looked kind and said with a smile: "It is a blessing for her grandson to marry the female killer in Yingyuelou."
...
For example, the man who saved the little girl.
Although the man was very annoying, his smile always became much more than before. Instead, he was willing to learn how to cook and cook with the army.
The killer cannot be moved.
But, he likes that feeling.
It seems that it is no longer alone, no longer a walking corpse who thinks of killing.