Ji Yue was embarrassed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't expect that in this small continent, there would be the existence of Fu Xiqin.

If this Fuxiqin is thrown into the Demon Domain, in the past hundred years, the Demon Domain may not have a peaceful day.

Qingge asked the night to go to Fuxiqin to play with his eyes closed, Yin Liangsha took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the inner room, and the two wrote two words in front of the stone table in the hundred flowers.

"Hey." Ji Yue was lying in a pile of rice paper, and suddenly muttered.

"Huh?"

"You will save the night and the city, it's because of Mei Qingchen." Ji Yue was a little embarrassed.

Mei Qingchen.

Nightfall.

The light singer pointed to the wolf's pen, just to write the last stroke of the word "Qing", she smiled at Ji Yue, suddenly took the pen in her hand and scribbled on Ji Yue's body, Ji Yue screamed a few times, ran to the cornice, stared at the light song and called a few times aggrievedly, Yin Liangsha was finishing writing the word "Jing", she looked at Ji Yue's angry appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"Allure, we're done." Yin Liangsha shouted to the night fall city in the pavilion.

Ye Chengcheng put her hands on the strings, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, she faced the two of them on the side, there was a bright moon rising on the side, the white moonlight happened to be bright, and the cold plum blossoms in the Fengyue Pavilion were blooming in the wind, and the fragrance was overflowing, "Princess Chaoyang and Miss San wrote the Qing of the Jing and Qing families in the capital respectively. The moment the snow fell, she turned her head to look at the side of the stone table.

Yin Liangsha was stunned, and the rice paper with the Beijing character slid from his fingers and fell to the ground, and in a blink of an eye, it was covered with new snow, "This...... How is this possible......"

Mo said that the night was separated from them by a courtyard, and she still closed her eyes.

"Third Miss!"

Ye Fall City walked quickly, her face solemn, "Ye Rou asked Ye Xue to arrange her to fight with you when the Tomorrow Clan competes, she wants to kill you, Ye Xue has already informed Qin Lan, the mother of the Ye family." ”

"Presumptuous."

Yin Liangsha gasped and said angrily: "The clan is just a young man in the family who competes with each other, and when the point is reached, who dares to hurt people's lives?" ”

"Yerou thinks that the third lady is just a waste, she is very confident in her own strength, even if she misses and kills someone, the Ye family is not willing to punish her, at most it means a small punishment." Nightfall City Road.

Yin Liangsha still couldn't believe it, "But the Great Elder's favor for light songs is something that the people of Beiyue Kingdom know, will she not know?" If Qingge died at her hands, the Great Elder would definitely not let her go. ”

"She's just a young lady from a foreign family, and she's only heard about the things of the night family." Qingge sat down on the stone chair and sorted out the rice paper that was messed up by the wind, "After all, Ye Qingge is just a waste, usually, the family only pays attention to interests, she was born in a side family, and this kind of thought is naturally ingrained in her ears and eyes, she thinks that it is not a pity for Ye Qingge to die, as long as her strength is outstanding, grandpa will not ask for her life for a dead waste even if she loves Ye Qingge again." ”

"She really dares."

Yin Liangsha snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt.

"Since she wants this outcome, let her get what she wants."

Qingge held all the rice paper in his hand, his heart moved slightly, and the red spiritual fire suddenly appeared, and in an instant, a pile of rice paper burned into a cloud of smoke, and the word "Qing" in the red fire disappeared treacherously.

The blood-colored light burned out in the eyes of Nightfall City, and the refiner ......

Yin Liangsha was only surprised when he looked at the red spiritual fire, but he didn't involve this fire with the refiner for a while, after all, the spiritual fire of many refiners was cyan, like lightning, only the refiner knew the value of the red spiritual fire, Yin Liangsha didn't find it for a while, and it was normal.

days.

Dawn has just dawned, and the Ye family is constantly lively, Ye Zhengxiong is sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed by the family to greet guests, Qin Lan is still busy with the affairs of the clan, in the Hall of Elders, Ye Qingtian and Shangguan Lin are discussing the more serious matters of the Ye family.

The guests gradually filled, and the night house was full of people.

The place of the clan is in the martial arts training ground of the night family, and a stone platform is now placed on the empty martial arts training ground, and the stone platform is dark red, like the color of blood precipitation.

There were countless seats in front of the stone platform, and as the three elders of the Ye family entered the seats, they gradually filled up.

The Xiao family, the Yun family, the Mo family, the Ouyang family and other large and small families and eunuchs all sent people to watch the battle, it can be said that the clan ratio of the Ye family is not only the clan comparison, but also the future of the Ye family.

The people of the major families want to know who is in control of the future of the Ye family.

When Beiyue Ming came, Qin Lan stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically, and Beiyue Ming and the others politely arched their hands and entered the seat.

"The prince has arrived."

Outside the martial arts training ground, someone shouted.

Suddenly, everyone in the seat stood up, bowed their upper bodies slightly, and saluted respectfully to the future Beiyue Emperor.

A warm smile appeared on Beihuang's face, he strode over, stopped in front of the seat, made a gesture, and said generously: "You don't need to be polite, my father can't come in person because of state affairs, so I asked the palace to come and have a look, and I went back to the palace to explain the excitement of the clan comparison with his old man." ”

After a few pleasantries, Beihuang sat down next to the night blue sky.

"Grandpa Night, are you unhappy?" Beihuang saw that Ye Qingtian's face was not very good, so he asked.

Mo Yuntian, who was sitting in the back, laughed, "The old man's baby granddaughter is going to this ring today, how can he be happy." ”

"Can't you say less?" Su Ya on the side looked at her husband helplessly.

Mo Yuntian scratched the back of his head, "Okay, lady." ”

Mo Xie, who rushed here with Ye Jingjing in his arms, heard his father's numb words, and made a vomiting expression very facelessly, "It's really disgusting." ”

"Eight Lambs!" Mo Yuntian was furious, "You rabbit cub is going to turn against the sky, if you don't go up for three days, you will beat your ass to pieces." ”

Su Ya stroked her forehead with a headache.

The corners of Ye Qingtian's mouth twitched, and Xiao Cang patted Mo Yuntian's shoulder, "Look, it's still my grandson." ”

Xiao Cangchao was standing on the side and Xiao Rufeng, who was standing aside, and Xiao Rufeng pouted, Mo Yuntian glanced at Xiao Rufeng, and snorted from his nose, "Okay, Lao Tzu even beat your grandson?" ”

Xiao Cang: "......"

What a beep dog!

The clan battle is decided by drawing lots, and after a round of lottery, Qin Lan walked into the ring, elegant as frost, and said with a faint smile: "In the first game, California side Yerou sang lightly to the descendants of the family. ”

When these words came out, there was an uproar, and everyone was stunned.

Ye Qingtian frowned, Mo Yuntian and his son were no longer making trouble, and Beiyue Ming's eyes flickered.

Yun Wanwan, who was sitting behind Beiyue Ming, sneered and said, "I heard that Yerou from California has a good strength, it seems that Yeqingge can't even survive the first battle." ”

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