The group discussed the resurrection ceremony for an hour, and after making sure that the whole plan was traceable and foolproof, they decided to go to the front hall.

Presumably, the people of the demon clan are in a hurry.

If it weren't for the fact that Qiye's identity was too respectful and too strong, presumably the people who urged would have come over in a steady stream, and they wouldn't have delayed too much, otherwise the faces of the human race and the demon race would probably not be good-looking.

Seven nights back to the room to change clothes.

It's not that he is exquisite, but Ning Qingqiu feels that showing his face this time is very important for him and the authority and glory of the human race, so how can a man in her family not appear in a radiant manner?

It is said that people rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold.

Although Qiye is a handsome guy who comes to decorate his clothes, it's better to wear brocade clothes than to wear a rag sack, right?

You can't let the demon clan think that the human master is poor, right?

Of course, the above is Ning Qingqiu's own brain supplement, that is, no matter how strange the seven nights are, the demon clan will not care, all they care about is absolute strength, and the appearance is nothing.

To a certain extent, the demon clan is indeed good at face control, but compared to it, they are even more powerful.

Qiye wore a robe with white clothes like snow wrapped around gold, his black hair stood up, he tied a bun with a delicate jade crown, his long eyebrows and black eyes were like the sea, and his eyes were like the sea.

A poem flashed in Ning Qingqiu's heart.

In addition to the triple snow on the military monarch's body, the world and people are matched with white clothes.

Mingyuan is white and elegant and handsome, Lu Changsheng's white clothes are arrogant, the white clothes of the extreme ice are completely because of the genetic factors of the ontological race, the extreme ice finch itself loves white, and wearing white clothes is probably just a habit, when he doesn't speak and has no facial expressions, he is still very bluffing, he has the feeling of an iceberg beauty, but he moves...... As for the seven nights of white-clothed victory in snow, it is really a divine might.

Sure enough, no one looked as good as him in white.

Even if this man loves dark clothes, but with Ning Qingqiu here, his aesthetics will always change, that is, he will not change, he has to wear whatever she asks him to wear, and he also chooses what she likes to wear, Ning Qingqiu's eyes lit up several degrees last time he saw him wearing blue clothes, and in those months he was dark blue, light blue, gray blue, indigo, and blue...... As long as it was blue, he wore it all over, which made Ning Qingqiu feel that he had become colorblind for a while......

Ahem, the conversation turned back.

The father and daughter of the Sword Spirit Clan were all shocked by him, and a lot of good words and money came out.

Ning Qingqiu can be said to have gone out of the city with a swagger on his toes, and the pride in his heart bubbled out one by one, no matter what kind of woman she lived in, she would have vanity, the first one to show off her appearance, demeanor, temperament, family background and other advantages that belong to her, and the most important thing to prove a woman's value is to see what kind of man she has found.

Although Ning Qingqiu is used to hearing this argument, she actually doesn't agree with it very much, she always feels that there is a deep patriarchal connotation of discrimination against women, and for a long time, she felt that this idea was completely deliberately belittling women and ugly women, and only the previous statement was a woman's nature, but the latter statement was deliberately added by the machismo group.

But now...... I think it makes a lot of sense.

His man is so good, and he is not unsightly, so he naturally wants to pull it out and walk around, although it sounds like walking a dog, but as long as he is not allowed to know that he is happy alone.

Qiye always felt that her expression was a little strange, and her back was a little chilly, knowing that she was probably arranging something in her heart, and there was nothing she could do, he thought so, but his thin lips involuntarily curved a beautiful arc.

The front hall of the demon clan is already full, even the red wing, who is said to be confined, is sitting in the position of the flamingo vein, but his face is pale and ugly, the injuries suffered yesterday are not complete, and people have not slowed down, a person sits there alone, without the publicity of the past, but it looks relieved and some sympathy.

An elder of the Extreme Ice Sparrow next to him glanced at Chiyi with a smile, and asked the elder Taishang of the flamingo vein who was sitting beside him: "I said Chiming, you flamingo vein is still not in trouble enough, why did you bring Chiyi out? Shouldn't you lock people up in your Burning Sun Cave Mansion to recuperate from your injuries at this time?"

Don't come out and be embarrassed.

The unfinished meaning of these words was understood by everyone present, and many people listened to the movement here with their ears pricked up.

Elder Taishang Chi Ming smiled unhurriedly, stopped the two of his own people who couldn't sit still behind him, and said with a smile: "Extremely cold, you don't need your dog to meddle with rats, the Extreme Ice Sparrow has a lot of talents, and the Extreme Ice has also advanced to transform into a god to make your strength soar, but don't forget, you are still a part of the demon clan, at such a time, if there is an internal strife in front of the human race, and you take advantage of the danger of people to fall into the well of my flamingo vein, your reputation will not be much better!" Everyone's eyes are bright, we will not deny what we have done wrong, this morning has already gotten rid of the polar ice to send an apology to the front of the human race, it is said that Miss Ning has forgiven us flamingo lineage, Red Wing is also admirer of the prestige of Lord Seven Nights and the city lord, why not want to witness this big battle? Why are you aggressive? Isn't it because you want to step on the head of the city lord and the alliance council on your behalf!"

Chi Ming's words made everyone silent.

At this time, no one dared to come forward to take on the charge of provoking infighting, and yesterday's behavior of Red Wing was already an example, and no one present was a fool.

Extreme Cold was also choked half to death by him.

Chiming, a dead old man, even learned to pretend to be pitiful and reasonable, who didn't know that the barbarians of their flamingo vein could do it in the past, and never made a noise, but he didn't expect to suffer a loss but became a turtle with a shrunken head.

Extremely cold snorted: "I didn't say that, you are talking nonsense, the city lord and the alliance elders will naturally see clearly, the red wing wants to see the competition is to sit here honestly, if there are any abnormal actions and inappropriate words, then we will not sit idly by." That's all there is to it. ”

After speaking, he will not speak again.

The momentum on both sides was hedged, the atmosphere was condensed, and there was a bit of tension, and the city lord sat on the top, silent, slowly gathering momentum, and did not put the skirmish below into his eyes at all.

Outside, there was a long shout: "The noble envoy of the human race, Lord Qiye, Miss Ning, has arrived-"

The door opened, and two figures stepped in, and the sunlight behind them enveloped them, as if the gods had descended from the earth.