The thousand-year-old monster despised Ji Yue fiercely in his heart. Since ancient times, who has been ruthless in his wife’s strict control?
Ji Yue simply lost her ruthless magic bone's face!
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The elegant room of the Night Clan is very lively.
The ancestor looked at Ye Qingge carefully.
He is different from others, and he knows some secrets.
The blood demon has long disappeared from the world, and the girl in front of me is the once rumored "Princess Ji".
"There are dragon and phoenix trees hidden in this shark city. Only the demon queen knows the specific location. Even so, the fifth elder dares to step onto the shark city, which makes people admire it!" said the ancestor of the Night Clan.
Qingge smiled and nodded to show respect when facing the ancestor of the Ye clan, and then replied: "If you are not sure, you will naturally not dare to come to the Mermaid Demon City."
The aunt of the Ye tribe wiped her eyes with some tribe members, only thinking that she had read it wrong.
Their highness actually held hands with the Blood Demon Elder who was terrified by the world?
The ancestor looked at the hands of the two holding each other, snorted and glared at Ji Yue: "As the young master of the Ye clan, he must at least look like a gentleman. He has been touching the little hands of a girl. It is not my Ye clan's style.
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Ji Yue did not refute in front of her ancestors, nor did she intend to let go.
Qingge looked down and under the blood-colored sleeved shirt, their hands were connected to each other, connecting their hearts and souls. Occasionally, they smelled the fragrance exclusively to Xiao Yueyue's body.
The ancestor sighed and sweated for the little bun.
My son is going to auction, and the couple is still here to have a crush on each other, without any anxiety.
Outside the window, there were many lively, with nine floors on all sides, all of which were elegant seats.
The higher the floor, the more noble it is.
The crystal light was gone, and the auction hall was wrapped tightly, and only the elegant seats everywhere showed light.
There is a high platform in the center. A little blue smoke light comes up and you can see a woman wearing a colorful dress standing on the platform.
The one who watched the auction this time was Bing Lingtian.
She was wearing a dazzling phoenix robe, a phoenix crown on her head, and her hair was filled with pearls and jade, which fully interpreted the luxury and wealth.
"Bing Lingtian's outfit is the dowry of the demon queen." Aunt Ye said.
"The demon queen is generous to this Bing Lingtian." The ancestor poured a cup of tea.
Aunt Ye looked up and saw that the window of the elegant seat opposite opened, and the veil was hanging down. Through a thin layer of veil, a beautiful figure could be seen.
The graceful and graceful lady sat in front of the window, swayed her slantedly, looked down at the four seats, elegant and noble, and when she was thirsty, she picked up the wine glass and took a drink.
A faint sound of silk and bamboo came from the elegant seat, and a small song was singing. The slightly charming voice seemed to come from a distance, with an ethereal feeling.
On this side, Ji Yue sat down on the chair with Qingge and consciously poured a cup of tea for her wife.
Qingge looked at the wine on the table, frowned slightly, and looked at Xiang Jiyue with a little resentment.
Ji Yue lowered her head, leaned down, and gently pinched her cheek with Ruyu's hand: "Be good, don't drink alcohol, too much alcohol hurts your body."
Mo Xie, who was smelling the fragrance in the wine gourd, heard this and was almost choked by his saliva.
Mo Xie once suspected that Ji Yue did it on purpose, and clearly knew that Mo Xie had a hobby, so he liked to make wine for Qingge when he was free...
Mo Xie poured a glass of wine and handed it to Qingge, "The Blood Demon Elder is addicted to alcohol, do you let her drink tea?"
Qingge looked at the glass of wine and tea in front of him speechlessly, and his mouth twitched a few times.
"It is because I am addicted to alcohol and I should drink more tea." Ji Yue said.
Mo Xie's eyelids twitched and he chuckled: "How can people who are used to drinking wine drink tea?"
The Lord of Lintian shrank his neck and watched this scene, and was really worried that the Ghost King and Ye Palace would fight.
The city lord recalled the scene where Ji Yue and the other two held hands just now, and began to observe Ji Yue, and the more he looked, the more he blushed.
Well, he agreed to the marriage.
The ancestor's face turned dark. Ji Yue was like him, and she was an old person who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and she actually played such a childish trick.
"Uncle Ye, drink more tea." Wuyou added tea to the empty cup of ancestors.
The ancestor: "..." He showed his kindness when he had nothing to do, either he was a traitor or a thief.
The ancestor withdrew his gaze and ignored Wuyou, but looked at outsiders in the room.
It’s either a demon or a man in the evil palace. Fortunately, the elegant room is big enough, so no one else should come.
"Everyone..." Bing Lingtian's voice came from the high platform downstairs outside the window: "There is not too much for this auction, only the same thing. There are also the guests of Shenyuedu and You clan who are still here. Thank you for your hard work.
Waiting. As we all know, the auction place was originally named Xuewulou, and it was the place where the blood demons danced in the fifth elder of the Demon Abyss. Our thousands of tribes regard Qinglian as the supreme. Qinglian has a fairy girl named Ye Ge
, with beautiful and talented flowers, and the dance posture is wonderful and exquisite! While waiting for the distinguished guests, we waited for the elegant seats three times,
I have just asked Lord Xianji to dance for you, you will be blessed today."
Qingge finished drinking wine and tea, and looked up at the windowsill of the Yaseok opposite.
Behind the pearl curtain, the shadow is as bright as the moon.
One hand raised the bead curtain, revealing her beautiful face and silver hair.
She sat on the windowsill, her feet drooping, her red clothes fluttering, and her silver hair danced lightly.
Like a holy elf walking out of the ice and snow.
This is the ninth floor, and the people of the thousands of tribes on the seats in the public seats in the high platform raised their heads and shouted wildly, stretching out their hands in the direction of Xian Ji, hoping to embrace the beauty in her arms.
"The Bing Lingtian worships Changbaixian's immortal mother as his adopted mother, and has become friends in the boudoir with Qinglian Xianji, and has a little reputation among the thousands of clans." Aunt Ye lowered her eyes and said softly.
"It's so sensational, it's unbearable." The ancestor groaned: "I hate these shameful things the most."
Aunt Ye said again: "I heard that the Red Flame Spirit Girl and the Seventh Princess of Shenyuedu will come. I wonder if I have a crush on the little demon king..."
At this moment, Xian Ji, who was sitting on the windowsill, was singing less and then jumped down from the windowsill and landed on the platform.
Light blue as smoke, and waves like water piled up on the platform.
It is hazy, like clouds and fog. When night songs stretch out their hands, their long sleeves dance.
The feet are flying under the feet, the body is as light as the wind, and as beautiful as the white moonlight.
In this era, there are two extremes of dancing, one is elegant and bold, and the other is charming.
The latter is mostly girls in the building, and they have a sense of dust and are not taken seriously by people who claim to be elegant.
The carnival sounds are getting smaller and smaller, and only the sound of the piano is coming from the sky.
The spectators were immersed in a snow-blown dance, as if they saw a strong and unyielding woman moving forward in difficulties.
She is soft inside and strong outside, and never bows to fate. Although she has a beautiful appearance, she has not become a disaster.
A dance is like a plum blossom, deeply imprinted in the hearts of the spectators.
"In the past, the leader of the Dream tribe danced with a pure and pure jade, like the moon god coming from the sky. From then on, the thousands of tribes called the goddess. The fairy girl danced like this to imitate the leader of the Dream tribe." said the aunt of the Ye tribe.
The Qinglian clan blocked the news, and no one dared to talk about Qinglian's right and wrong. Only those who have been to the martial arts beacon have realized that Ye Ge's water-like poplar flowers are in chaos.
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