Among the ten palace kings, who is the richest, of course, the fifth palace king Thunder God.

I have been stingy for five thousand years, saved for five thousand years, and always robbed others of money. How could I not be rich?

Even if he is as smart as the King of the Seventh Palace, he suffers a great loss from Thunder God.

If you don’t talk about money, this Thunder God is really very smart.

Therefore, the King of the Seven Palaces changed slightly about Qingge.

However, his daughter-in-law's life requires Qingge's heart-protecting formation. Qingge's Qingliantai incident and his relationship with Qingdi have completely offended Yun Shen.

"You human woman is really talking nonsense. Didn't you voluntarily demoted to the lower-class low-class spirit?" Xuanyuan Lin sneered.

"Volunteer? Who said I was voluntary? Master Xuanyuan, you need to pay attention to evidence when speaking. If you are so unfounded and just talk nonsense, wouldn't it be a mess of being a shameless person?" Qingge had a sharp mouth, but

Turning the black and white upside down, the people in the room gradually became a little strange.

Xuanyuan Lin was stunned. He was a scholarly family since he was a child and lived a pampered life. Even if he met an enemy, he was reasonable.

Ye Qingge was extremely unreasonable.

Jiuci's face, which had been depressed, finally dissipated the clouds and smiled.

His sister is really amazing...

"The elves on the street can hear clearly, don't quibble!" Xuanyuan Lin said with a calm face.

Nan Xun also said: "What Brother Xuanyuan said is so true. The elves on the streets can be heard clearly. Could it be that they can still frame you? Ye Qingge, you should be punished obediently."

Qingge turned his head slightly and poured another cup of tea. Not to mention, it was quite interesting to discuss the "life ideal" with these people, but they would occasionally feel thirsty.

"They are jealous of my beauty." Qingge sighed and drank another cup of tea.

This time, Jiuci, Yan Yu and others couldn't help but sneer and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

I'm afraid that only Qingge dares to be so rampant and arrogant in the Eighteenth Hall.

Nan Xun was stunned and frowned and stamped his feet: "You are so... shameless."

"The princess is so bad. How can beauty be shameful? If beauty is shameful, then I will definitely be ashamed to death." Qingge seriously corrected Nan Xun's mistake, and Nan Xun was completely stunned.

Jiuci nodded, it’s not bad, my sister’s mouth is deeply rooted in his true teachings.

The people looked extremely ugly and could not refute Qingge's words.

After all, Qingge's face is not inferior to the goddess.

There was a hint of jealousy in Nan Xun's eyes.

"Flaming but not solid, with nothing but appearance!" Nan Xun was unwilling to leave two sentences and retreated to his seat under Mu Qing's eyes.

The goddess looked at Qingge sitting on the chair and chatting and laughing, and all the humility in her heart disappeared.

The arrogant iceberg gradually melted.

Ye Qingge...he is such a strange person.

The goddess smiled bitterly.

She thought she would face the Avici Hell soon, how could she know...

"Miss Ye doesn't know that the Japanese palace and the prince were riding in a butterfly sedan chair, passing by Chiyan Mansion, and heard what the girl said. Is this palace also jealous of the girl's beauty?" The princess looked so well-educated and well-behaved, with every frown and smile,

When you raise your hands and feet, you are all rare noble and elegant.

The Seventh Palace King snorted coldly at Qingge, how could there be such a shameless woman?

Qingge looked at the princess, who smiled gracefully.

"The princess is so bad, I will just say it casually. Who knows that you have taken it as a real person. It is really my sin. It seems that in this elves in the future, I can't speak nonsense. I also said that I hope Lord Thunder God will give me more.

As for Yuanshi, it’s enough to have tens of millions. Will Thunder God really give it to me? So even if I said that day, is it true? After all, the food I wanted to eat yesterday has become rotten today, so I definitely can’t eat it anymore.

"Every word of Qingge is a gem, and his words are sharp, which makes people unable to refute for a moment.

Even though the elegant princess heard Qingge's crackling words, she was stunned and could not speak at all.

Qingge pointed at the goddess: "It is her who is to be tortured, it has nothing to do with me."

The goddess's heart was in pain.

This is the normal human nature.

I hope you are well, you will go far away and don’t have to accompany me to suffer.

But if you really leave, you will definitely feel a little melancholy and a little lost.

However, if the hardship has passed, this life will be yours.

The goddess pursed her lips, at least at this moment, happiness was greater than loss.

It's so good, her songs don't have to accompany her to suffer.

Since she abandoned her glory and wealth, she would never regret it, even if she was eaten, she would not even have bones left.

Xuanyuan Lin stared at Qingge, and the words he had been brewing for a long time were so he couldn't even say a word.

This woman was so leisurely that she came to the Eighteen Halls as if she was wandering around her back garden.

"Come here, I will punish Jie Bilan and engrave the words!" Xuanyuan Lin said angrily.

"Let's wait!" Qingge came again, and his words made everyone angry, unable to get up or down.

Xuanyuan Lin glared at Qingge again: "What exactly are you going to do?!"

Qingge looked at Xuanyuan Lin innocently: "Young Master Xuanyuan, can you continue the tea?"

No matter how good Xuanyuan Lin has a good temper, he can't help it in front of Qingge.

Xuanyuan Lin's forehead bulged with blue veins, his temples bulged faintly, and he was furious.

"Give tea!" Xuanyuan Lin shouted angrily, glared at Qingge again, and there seemed to be a few big words on his face: Why can't you drink to death?

After the maid resumed the tea, she chuckled and said, "You guys continue."

When the Seventh Palace King looked at Qingge again, his eyes were filled with disgust.

The goddess gave up everything for this woman. In the end, her bold words and ambitions were just false words.

The engravings of the Eighteenth Palace are traditionally cultured and have a long story.

The engraving object is the spiritual treasure left by the first Divine Moon King.

This lettering is so cultural.

The first Divine Moon King said that those with noble blood cannot engrave words.

The engraved spiritual treasure is called Xuanji box.

The messengers brought Xuanji box to the goddess.

The goddess stood up straight, closed her eyes, waiting for the cruel torture.

Qingge seemed to be breeze and clouds, but in fact, her hands holding the teacup were a little trembling, and her palms were covered with cold sweat.

Even though she was sure, she was still afraid of losing her feet.

"Open the box!" Xuanyuan Lin said.

Crack, Crack...

The waiter opened both sides of the box, and the temperature in the entire Eighteenth Hall suddenly rose.

After the Xuanji box was opened, the red light shone on the goddess's body, a piece of hot iron with a slender and sharp top.

The iron sheet with the execution lettering is very beautiful and can be appreciated as a work of art.

Qingge couldn't help but sigh that the elves are really morbid to pursue beauty.

"Engraving!" Xuanyuan Lin gave the order, and the two envoys activated a more complicated mechanism.

But I saw an orchid made of light, worn on the goddess's hair, and then the hot and red iron sheet began to move.

Jiuci was shocked. Even if he was punished, would he have to make such a recurrence and look good?

Wearing beautiful flowers and engraving the words "bad" is really bloody, cruel and sad.

Just as Tie Lead was about to engrave words on the goddess's face, waves of golden light suddenly appeared, like a protective cover, covering the goddess.

The iron lead touched the golden light, trembling wildly, and the entire Xuanji box was shaking violently.

The holy light orchid worn by the goddess' head gradually changed, intertwined into a brilliant crown, which slowly fell on the goddess' head.

"Xuan Ji crown, noble blood, cannot be engraved..." The King of the Seventh Palace stood up in shock.

The princess was also surprised: "How could it be like this..."

Xuanyuan Lin frowned tightly, and looked at the goddess with sharp eyes, trying to see the flaws.

In Xuanji box, orchids become crowns, and such scenes have never appeared.

At that moment, when the iron lead was about to be engraved, the goddess felt the blood in her body and gathered into an unfathomable force.

That is...noble bloodline.

How could she be of noble blood?

The goddess suddenly looked at Qingge, who seemed to be celebrating victory. She picked up the teacup, shook it at her, and then raised her head and drank it.

She was not surprised.

It's the blood in the medicine bottle...

That's not her blood!

The goddess finally understood, and Qingge also breathed a deep sigh of relief.

This bet won.
Chapter completed!