"Today's auction is controlled by my Changbai Immortal Clan. The sky and the earth are all around the sea. Among the thousands of clans, only the leader of the Qinglian horse is followed and called it the King of Heaven and Earth!" Changbai Fairy Mother chuckled, and her eyes became more and more dangerous: "My Changbai Immortal Clan, worships the Changsheng Cloud God and respects the Qinglian Clan. For tens of thousands of years, I have never done anything beyond the rules. Our clan advocates the righteous immortal spirit, seeks forever, and adheres to the great way of the three clans of the Heaven, just for the word "justice". The Blood Demon Elder, the auction controlled by my Changbai Immortal Clan, is nonsense? You can't say. Now that the auction is over, the little demon king must be handed over to the Seventh Princess, otherwise I will be the chief of the Changbai clan as the chief of the Changbai clan.
, formally arrest you. I know you have fallen into evil, but evil cannot overcome justice. The land under your feet is still within the thousand tribes, so you have to obediently abide by the rules of the thousand tribes."
"Ask another question, the fallen evil blood demon, will you let go?" Changbai Xianmo glared at her eyes and suddenly shouted.
Qingge hugged the little bun, his eyes were charming, and he smiled evilly. Then he hugged the little bun and walked out, with hundreds of fairy-qi arrows facing his back.
Changbai Fairy Mother sneered: "I have given you a chance, this is your own way of seeking death!"
boom!
Suddenly, the frozen fairy-qi arrow rushed towards Qingge's back with a sound of brushing, trying to penetrate her fragile body.
Each arrow was filled with milky white smoke, emitting a light blue light.
He was full of murderous aura and rose from the ground.
The arrows rushed as fast as the wind.
Arrows tear apart the sky, and the sound of breaking the wind sounded in everyone's ears.
Qingge stopped standing still. Faced with the coming danger, she smiled sweetly, lowered her head and looked at the little bun gently with her eyes.
She reached out and patted Xiao Baozi, humming a little song she learned when she had learned, trying to make Xiao Baozi sleep more peacefully and sweetly.
In just one year, Qingge did not learn how to be a gentle mother, but she knew that she was willing to give everything to the child in her arms.
"Elder! Be careful!" The Lord Lintian City, who was in the Ninth Floor's elegant room, all exclaimed with wide eyes, their hearts raised to their throats, and they looked at the scene with their eyes tightened and their pupils were tightened.
For countless spectators on the seat, the pictures appearing in front of you are like a shocking visual feast, like the ancient murals.
The immortal arrows were murderous intent, the storm was approaching, and lightning was coming. The woman who should have murderous aura was holding the cute child and when she lowered her head, she felt the most gentle smile.
The coexistence of killing and gentleness hits everyone's soul and shakes their hearts!
The demon queen breathed a long sigh and showed a strange smile. Changbai Fairy Mother took action and the Blood Demon would undoubtedly die.
The first ten humiliations of the despicable bones in Lintian City, the demon queen would never be able to sleep well if she didn't give this anger.
A figure swept across and appeared before the arrow.
As graceful as jade, the man was as beautiful as a spiritual practitioner. When he waved his long sleeves, he killed all the arrows.
The arrow turned into smoke and fell down, and Ji Yue and Qingge stood with their backs facing each other.
"Ye Palace, do you know what you are doing? She is a person who falls into evil. How can you... help the evildoer to abuse?!" The Changbai Immortals were furious.
"If it weren't for you and others, how could the Demon Abyss fall into evil? Shouldn't all these sins be on you?" Ji Yue sneered.
The aunt of the Ye tribe returned to the elegant room, nodded to the ancestor, and helped the ancestor jump out of the ninth floor and landed onto the high platform.
"Where is Bing Mu in the Phoenix Clan?" the ancestor shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.
Bingmu frowned and walked up to the platform with confusion.
"You are Bingmu?" asked Old Ye.
“That’s right.”
"Catch it." After the ancestor said, he waved his hand. In an instant, Aunt Ye flew out and quickly captured Bingmu.
Bingmu panicked: "Sister... save me..."
Bing Lingtian observed for a while, then quickly walked over and asked, "Old Ye, Bingmu is my sister. I wonder when Muer offended his senior."
"Offend? What's the matter? This woman steals the dream god picture of our clan, and it's really a crime to die!" The ancestor said angrily: "The real girl phoenix clan has the word "phoenix". How can she do something about the robes and dogs?"
Bing Lingtian subconsciously looked at Bing Mu. Bing Mu quickly shook his head, denying the words of his ancestors, and hurriedly said: "I don't..."
"Old Ye, I think there must be some misunderstandings in this." Bing Lingtian explained patiently.
Old Ye sneered: "The evidence is conclusive, where is the misunderstanding? A few days ago, Bingmu stepped into my Ye clan and was driven out by my grandson. The dream god picture was stolen that night. The Ye clan people tracked it for many days before they found the evidence." Aunt Ye took out a jade ring and placed it on the guard's tray: "It is not uncommon for Miss Bingmu to keep a man in a captive manner. The girl has always had a habit. If you fall in love with a man, you will give this man the unique jade ring of the Phoenix tribe. The corner of the underground palace of the Ye clan
There is such a jade ring in the crack. Miss Ice, but I have something to say? Now, should I return the Dream God Picture to my clan?"
The Dream God Picture is a painting taken by our ancestors, which can be called a masterpiece.
The ancestors' love for the Dream God Picture is so strong that they have long been famous for thousands of tribes. Twenty years ago, the Regent of Qinglian personally visited the Night Clan, and was rejected by the ancestors just to appreciate the Dream God Picture.
Hundreds of years ago, a fire was formed by magma spiritual fire, which would damage people's muscles, bones, and internal organs and burn the underground palace of the Night Clan.
At that time, the ancestors rushed over, and despite the opposition of everyone, they rushed into the underground palace in a fire and took out the Dream God Picture!
No one of the thousands of tribes knew about the stolen dream picture, and he was in a state of confusion at this moment.
Bingmu looked at the jade ring placed on the tray, blinked, and suddenly stretched out his hand in horror. The jade ring on his hand disappeared at some point.
She does have a habit of refining different jade rings, which have the unique aura of the phoenix clan. Each jade ring is completely different.
In the past few days, Bing Mu was seriously injured, his appearance was destroyed, and he was destroyed by nightmares at night. Although he was depressed during the day, he still had to prepare for the auction. He didn't even know that the jade ring was lost.
Bing Lingtian felt that things were difficult. Based on her understanding of her sister, this matter was definitely not done by Bing Mu, but the jade ring on the tray was indeed made by Bing Mu himself.
"Old Ye, Mu'er has no reason to steal the Dream God Picture." In a hurry, Bing Lingtian had to say so. "There is no reason to steal the Dream God Picture? Are you joking?" The aunt of the Ye clan shouted coldly: "You and Qinglian Xianji are friends in the boudoir. It is rumored that Xianji does not hesitate to climb onto the bed for power and status, and even the doctor does not let him go. Xianji imitates the leader of the Dream and wants to use Dreams with dreams.
Shenwu came to clear the rumors. I heard that the information about Mengshenwu was found by you personally for Xianji. This means that you asked your sister Bingmu to steal the Dreamshen map for Xianji to enjoy and watch!"
Bing Lingtian had an extremely headache, and for some reason he pointed his finger at him. Faced with the aggressive questioning of the aunt of the Ye clan, Bing Lingtian could not refute it.
"The Dream God Picture is hidden in your Ye Clan underground palace, and it is a treasure that Old Ye cherishes. With my strength, how can I steal it?!" Bing Mu asked back: "This is obviously a frame-up!"
Above the tall building, behind the bead curtain, the graceful outline figure is shaking.
Ye Ge bit his lips lightly, his expression turned out to be fresh, his eyes trembled, and his elegance and nobility could no longer be maintained.
With a thud, the pearls and jade collided.
Ye Ge was furious and suddenly stood up, supported himself on the windowsill with one hand, lifted off the bead curtain and gauze with the other hand, lowered his head to look at the aunt of the Ye tribe.
A humble slave dared to slander her in public!
She danced with great thoughts, because this woman's words were wasted!
Ye Ge's face gradually twisted, and his outstretched hand tightly grasped the bead curtain, and he suddenly pulled off the entire bead curtain with force.
Ye Ge sat weakly on the windowsill and closed his eyes in pain.
The Regent in the opposite seat, with a dark face and an invisible pair of eyes, looked at Ye Ge deeply, then followed King Qinglian to walk down the high building and heading to the high platform. The appearance of King Qinglian caused a huge uproar. Bingmu seemed to have seen the savior, pushed away the shackles of the aunt of the Ye clan, knelt down and kowtowed to King Qinglian, and bowed to King Qinglian, "King Qinglian, what the Ye clan members said, are all false things, I have never stole the Dream God Picture
, I hope King Qinglian is upholding justice for me and gives us the truth.”
"Regent, do you want to deal with it?" Dongling Cod asked.
The Regent's eyelids twitched and he bowed his head: "I'm afraid I don't have this ability."
"Seven clan elders!" After saying that, the white-haired seven clan elders walked in with a group of people with great pride: "Greetings to my king."
"You can check it out immediately when the night tribe dream god painting was stolen."
"yes.""……"
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