Nan Xueluo smiled helplessly, his heart full of bitterness.
Look, this is a man.
A worldly perspective and inner ups and downs cannot be overcome no matter what.
Nan Xueluo turned his head and looked out the window, with too much emotion in his eyes.
She is not an innocent little girl, she is already past the age of falling in love. She deeply understands what love is and what love is.
She admitted that in a moment, she fell in love with Xiong Batian and was a man's body.
This crying man seems to be very different from a hero from ancient times, but his tears always touched her.
It’s time to say he is a coward, at a critical moment, life and death, he can ignore his life and block all dangers for her.
Nan Xueluo lowered her eyes slightly disappointed.
Good fortune makes people feel humble, she is as humble as dust.
If she was still Aluo, who was once young, she would definitely be lively and charming and would definitely be determined for love.
But now, no one is a ghost, no one is a ghost, no man is a man, no woman is a woman.
When Nan Xueluo was about to leave, Xiong Batian raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed Nan Xueluo's wrist hard, preventing Nan Xueluo from leaving.
Nan Xueluo stood on the edge of the bed with his back facing Xiong Batian, lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the hand being held.
"I'm more afraid of the young master leaving me than to be afraid of those things." Xiong Batian said.
He suddenly increased his strength, so that the bandaged wound was torn apart, and blood overflowed with the white soft cloth. Xiong Batian only stared at Nan Xueluo.
Nan Xueluo smiled, exhaled a breath of turbid air, then turned around and bit Xiong Batian's lips.
Forget it, love it.
"Remember, this is the path you have chosen. If you dare to regret it in the future, I will tear you apart." Nan Xueluo bit Xiong Batian's lips.
Xiong Batian's cheeks were slightly red, and his daughter nodded shyly like a daughter's home, and Nan Xueluo smiled helplessly.
"Recover your wounds well, I'll go find your master."
When Nan Xueluo walked out, he kept thinking about what he would call Qingge when he saw him in the future.
As the saying goes, marrying a chicken and following the chicken, marrying a dog and following the dog, can it be possible to follow the hero and dominate the world and call you master together?
Thinking of Qingge's tender face, Nan Xueluo suddenly felt like a thorn in her throat.
Think about Xiong Batian’s current age, Nan Xueluo was full of guilt. She was an old cow eating young grass.
In the room, only Xiong Batian was lying on the bed. There was no unnecessary expression on his face and tears at the end of his eyes.
What happened in the past few days seemed like a dream that had not yet woken up.
Now he has accomplished nothing, has no strong strength, no noble status, and has no weight in saying a word.
The only one who can make a move is the Eastern Emperor's disciples.
"A Luo?"
Xiong Batian murmured in a low voice: "What a nice name."
"The wife of the God King, the eldest daughter of the Nanfu, Nan Xueluo." Xiong Batian bit his lower lip tightly: "Aluo, the God King will let you down, I will never let you down."
In this battle, Aluo woke up Xiong Batian with one sound after another.
It is said that Wang Qinghong and the Eastern Emperor will never stop fighting, so how could they fight side by side?
How could the God King shout the word "Aluo" to Wang Qinghong?
Xiongba Tiantian is indeed a stubborn person, but after careful consideration, he made amazing discoveries.
He was also surprised.
At least, the soul in that body is a girl.
This surprise made Xiong Batian cry.
It seems that he has not disappointed his father's expectations, although he is not much better now.
...
In the main hall of Yeshen Palace, everyone who had been healed, all gathered here.
Liang Xiao limped in, looking at Qingge with a slightly red eye: "Eastern Emperor..."
"You are wronged." Qingge whispered.
"If you don't feel wronged, what's this grievance? We are the ones who want to ride the wind and waves with the Eastern Emperor." Liu Yan'er said.
Ye Qingcheng sat in the corner with Fuxiqin in his arms, silent and cold as snow. Occasionally, he looked up, looked at Qingge stubbornly, bit his lower lip slightly, and never spoke.
"Emperor Dong, what should we do now? Fang Yu, Xun Wulei and others are waiting for someone from the Nine Realms to capture Wei Bo, and they want Yingyue killer. Once we lose the help of Wei Bo and Yingyue killer, we will be isolated and helpless, and the fish on the chopping board will be slaughtered." Long Shitian frowned and asked hurriedly.
Qingge looked at Wei Bo, who was standing beside him with a hunch, touched his chin and fell into deep thought, and did not make a sound for a long time.
She understood Long Shitian's concerns, but at the moment, it was just a psychological game.
Both sides were waiting.
She can deal with Lin Heshan, Gu Rongzha and others, but she cannot win this battle.
The speed of the recovery of the God King's strength was really weird, and what made her worried was that the God King came from the power of ten thousand years ago and dared to make great wars in the Gods' Heavenly Realm, but I was afraid that Ye Ge's Ye Ge's ice prison was in vain for ten years. How could his thin body stand up to the sky and help Fang Zhuo? I am afraid that the person behind Ye Ge is very strong in identity and strength.
The Qinglian clan gradually emerged and controlled the world, especially the mysterious power ten thousand years ago.
Because there are people in the Qinglian clan who help the God King, Nan Xueluo did not alarm the Qinglian clan when he used his super power.
This battle was carefully considered by Fang Zhuo, who wanted to catch a turtle in a jar.
The key to this game is that if the bribes from Blue Tail are in place, they will definitely be caught off guard by Xun Wulei.
The one who made Qingge more afraid of was the Divine Realm God Lord.
So far, the Lord of God has basically never taken action, and the outside world has also speculated about the Lord of God's strength.
The four hall masters, the god master of the heavenly realm, are in charge of the two sides of the gods.
Qingge is already considering that if the Lord of God takes action, can she invite the Lord of the Dark Palace from the Four Divisions?
Or maybe, wait for my brother Jiuci to come?
It is true that no matter which one, it will take some time.
"Qingge, what do you want to do?" Nan Xueluo asked: "Why not take advantage of the moment to counterattack the opponent's camp and cut off their heads to sacrifice to the sky? Now that Wei Bo and the killers are all there. Once people from the Nine Realms come, we will have no power to fight back."
The idea of normal people is indeed like Nan Xueluo.
Qingge narrowed his eyes slightly: "Now, there is only 30% chance of winning."
"Why?" Nan Xueluo was puzzled.
"It is our fault that the Nine Realms came to attack in front of others and took the initiative to attack. If you protect yourself, you can reason with Wei Bo. Moreover, Nine Realms only reduced my brother Jiuci's identity as the poster, but did not say that I was a saint. Therefore, Yingyue Killer came to pay homage to me, and there was no mistake."
Qingge's words made everyone in the hall stunned. No one had ever thought about this issue. After all, after Xun Wuxu's bloody pigeon sent a message, even Wei Bo was ready to die and decided to die in Dongzhou.
Wei Bo's eyes were filled with tears and he looked at Qingge deeply.
Nan Xueluo frowned: "How arrogant the Nine Realms are, how can they reason with you?"
"Wait." Qingge said.
"Wait?" Nan Xueluo became more and more confused.
Qingge raised his pretty face and smiled unpredictably: "Yes, wait for a gust of east wind!"
Since Xun Wuzhi dared to cure her sins, she could also cure Xun Wuzhi's sins! (To be continued)