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Chapter 3916 suicide by throwing into the river

If I don't go to hell, who will go to...

The master of Reincarnation stopped picking up food with chopsticks and suddenly looked at Qingge.

Young geniuses, who dares to say such words?

Then, given a firm feeling, how many people are willing to jump into the abyss of hell for the sake of the so-called true love.

At the critical moment of life and death, you can often see ugly faces and hideous hearts in front of interests.

For tens of thousands of years, Master Reincarnation has seen too many vulnerable feelings.

Which one is not about the disaster and each one flies?

Who can escape the terrible vicious cycle?

Yun Shuishui swallowed, but could no longer speak.

Ye Qingge is not an ordinary 20-year-old woman, and she will be fooled by her words.

"Ge'er, the god Qingyuan is a smiling tiger. It's actually very difficult to get in touch. You should be careful. As an elder, I am also worried about your future for your own good."

Seeing that Yun Shuishui could not be scared, he immediately changed the subject and said, "The Qingyuan God recognized your daughter-in-law, but under the pressure of Emperor Mieyu. He looked down on the human race from the bottom of his heart. He asked me to say that the Qingyuan God just didn't know the pearl, and our songs are treasures on earth, and it is more than enough for Emperor Changsheng Qing."

Qingge looked at Yun Shuishui indifferently, without any turmoil in his heart. His face was pulled, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Before the Qingyuan God, the person who opposed the marriage was Yunshuishui, because she blocked a path for Yunshuishui, and the person she trained after Feng Qizun.

Now that I have learned about Yun Shuishui's ability to tell lies with his eyes open, he is very powerful.

as if……

The Yun Shen, who once spoke harshly and had a hideous face, was not the kind-hearted woman now.

The meaning of Yunshui and Water is that every word is to provoke discord.

After all, in the Temple of the Gods, the Qingyuan God’s approach was a bit too much. Anyone with blood will hold a grudge.

Yunshuishui was threatened by the Emperor Mieyu and did not dare to compete openly, so he had to make various hints that Ye Qingge had collapsed before he even set foot on immortality.

Yunshui has a good plan, but he can regard others as fools.

Although Ye Qingge is not a serious power scheming, no matter how brave a reckless man is, he cannot become a wise ruler who rules the world.

Since she is the eternal empress of the world of flames, she has her own wisdom that no one has ever appreciated.

"The God of Qingyuan is Ayue's father, and the starting point is naturally for Ayue's good." Qingge smiled and said, "If I can't win his favor, I can't do it myself."

"Nonsense, Ge'er, you have done well enough." Xuanyuan Lin said: "In my uncle's eyes, you are the best woman in the human race."

Qingge looked at Xuanyuan Lin, and his smile became stronger and stronger.

Xuanyuan Lin slowly stretched out his hand, gently served a bowl of soup, and handed it to Qingge, "This is the Snow Ginseng Ganoderma Lucidum Soup. You drink it and replenish your body."

"yes."

Qingge took the soup bowl,

Drink all your mouth.

Xuanyuan Lin’s eyebrows and eyes were softer, and the more he looked at this niece, the more he liked it.

"Ge'er, don't you like swords? My uncle has a ninth-grade immortal-level spirit stone that can be embedded on your sword." Xuanyuan Lin said.

Qingge's eyes flashed slightly.

The immortal-level spirit stone is so rare!

"Nothing!" Yun Shuishui frowned and stared at Xuanyuan Lin, "Xuanyuan, the immortal-level spirit stone is the treasure you found in the West Mountain. It will be used to help you break through in the future. How can you give it to her?"

"Ge'er is still young and is still in the sky of Fire. You can't use such a good thing." Yun Shui Shui said with anger.

"Ge'er's sword skills are extraordinary, the future is promising, and the future is unlimited. If you want to be recognized by the God of Qingyuan, you must show some real skills."

Xuanyuan Lin's eyes were like torch.

"Uncle, the gift of the immortal-level spirit stone is too precious, I can't accept it." Qingge shook his head.

Xuanyuan Lin waved his hand, "I must accept what my uncle gave you. Don't worry, my uncle will work harder in the future to make you marry happily and everyone should respect you."

Qingge's eyes were moist and he looked at Xuanyuan Lin in complexity.

The true family affection flowing in the bone marrow blood is really an indescribable and complex thing.

Qingge clenched his fists, feeling that his strength was far from enough, and it would be great if he could be stronger.

Princess Shangting smiled and said, "Ge'er, that was given to you by your uncle, so you will take it. Your aunt has to have a long life with your medical skills. This time she is smart again, and there is nothing to prepare for you."

"It's a rare thing to be able to drink with you at the same table." Qingge hurriedly said.

When a few people talked, the room became warm and harmonious.

As for why the little bun didn't come, Xuanyuan Lin and others did not ask.

Xiao Baozi came to the world of immortality for the first time and had to go back later. He wanted to leave time to the grandmother of the Demon God.

...

Qingyuan Pavilion.

A black spirit butterfly flew over from the Princess Shangting Mansion and landed in the study on the third floor.

The attic architecture is simple and has a vast atmosphere of books.

In the study, Qing Yuan Shen sat gracefully on the chair, holding the fine fragrant tea in his hand and ancient books in his other hand.

The black butterfly as black as smoke fell on his fingertips, and a voice came from the butterfly body: "The God of Qingyuan is A Yue's father, and the starting point is naturally for A Yue's good..."

That was Ye Qingge's voice.

The spirit butterfly passed the message and turned into a wisp of ink smoke, wrapped around the long finger of the Qingyuan God, forming a pure black and shiny ring.

Qingyuan God lowered his eyes and murmured to himself, "It's a smart girl."

Then, the god Qingyuan stood up, walked to the desk, and carefully put away the dried and stained painting.

"Mr. Qingyuan, the things have been brought." There was a guard outside the door.

"Well, put the stuff in."

The guard pushed the door and put a purple box

The son placed it on the desk and bowed and left.

Qingyuan God lit a lamp, opened the box, took out the tools inside, and made a similar silver bell with his own hands.

After finishing it, I put it in the prepared exquisite treasure box, wrapped the scroll and walked out.

The Qingyuan God did not ride in the sedan chair, and the next moment, he appeared in the Demon God Mansion. As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he heard the extremely soft voice of the little bun: "Grandma, Ye'er misses you."

The demon lotus was amused by the little bun and laughed frequently.

Qingyuan God tiptoed like a thief. Just as he was about to clear his throat and walk in straight, he rang out again: "Grandma, do grandma don't like Ye'er?"

Qingyuan God stopped, expressionless, with a cold expression, but he raised his ears to eavesdrop. He looked serious, afraid that he would miss any details that should not be ignored.

"What do you want him to like to do? Ye'er, I heard it clearly. That old thing is not your grandfather. I will take you to see the grandfathers after a while." The demon god snorted coldly.

"Grandpas? Do Ye'er have many grandpas?"

"Everyone is young and handsome, and you are talented. I'll find out what kind of grandpa you want. OK?" said the demon god dwellingly.

Xiao Baozi clapped her palms with excitement, laughed so hard that she couldn't stop her eyes, and her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "Okay, Ye'er has a lot of grandpas!"

Feng Qi looked at the demon lotus helplessly. Such shocking words would probably be the demon lotus who dared to say them.

"Don't that meant that dad would have many dads?" Xiao Baozi asked in a muffled voice.

Yaolian touched her chin and nodded.

Ji Yue: "…"

"Meet Lord Qingyuan." The voice of a maid sounded outside the door.

The god Qingyuan was so angry that he was shocked by the maid. Then he brushed his sleeves and walked into the room seriously, clearing his throat.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here, get out." Yao Lian said angrily, and her face was still showing a smile just now, and it immediately collapsed.

The Qingyuan God looked at Ji Yue. Ji Yue was very fast and immediately turned his face away and looked elsewhere.

Feng Qizun said, "Myster Demon God, I have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first."

Feng Qi knew it was difficult to get involved in the family affairs.

The demon lotus's eyes were as if it was quenched with ice, "Why don't you get out of here? Do you want this god to close the door and release the dog?"

"Sir Qingyuan God, what are you doing here?" Xiao Baozi turned his head, opened his eyes as bright as a gem, and looked at Qingyuan God curiously.

Qingyuan God was stabbed by Xiao Baozi's polite words.

"Children, who told you to call the god of Qingyuan? You want to call the god of grandpa." Qingyuan said.

Little Baozi blinked his eyes, suddenly turned red, and lowered his head, "Grandpa is so fierce, grandpa must not like Ye'er. Ye'er might as well commit suicide by jumping into the river."

Qingyuan God: "..." Who taught me the little ghost head?

He jumped into the river and committed suicide every time?


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