Qingge looked through the information left by Anu in the Fengyue Pavilion, and the more she looked back, the more palpitations she felt, the information that Anu gave her was naturally taken from Ye Wuxian, and after reading this pile of black and white words, Qingge suddenly woke up, Ye Wuxian has been obscure all these years, and has hidden it very deeply, and his own strength has surpassed Yexue Beiyue Ming and others, and he has also controlled the side system in the Ye family. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Let's put it this way, if you don't expect it from Qingge, as long as you want to be the head of the night house without a trace, it's easy.

He has been forbearing, just to watch Yezheng Xiong Qin Lan and the others walk towards the abyss step by step, and he doesn't want to be so cheap for them.

And these materials are nothing more than writing about Qin Lan's unsightly things in the past ten years, no matter which one of them, it is an unforgivable sin.

Late at night, the night fell into the courtyard pavilion to pluck the strings, the sound of the mountains and flowing water leaked out, it turned out to be the only elegant place in the Fengyue Pavilion, the wind was a little chilly when the snow melted, and the light song was a little tired, Ji Yue lay on the stone table, holding her head drowsy, a pair of noble and bewitching eyes glanced around carelessly, but when her eyes fell on the light song, it was like water tenderness, endless pampering.

Perhaps, when you meet that person, all kinds of wildness will converge into a babbling stream.

Walking through the four seasons, waiting for her to come.

Ji Yue lazily looked at the girl in front of her who was a little tired and reading a book, her eyes were full of smiles, in the dark eternal night, she was his salvation.

Every day, the night blue sky came to Fengyue Pavilion.

"Do you want to participate in this Four Dynasties Conference?"

The trivial matters of the night family are important, the Four Dynasties Conference is imminent, Ye Qingtian is too busy as an old minister of the Ye family and the important ministers of the court, after seeing the light song, Ye Qingtian does not go around the corner, and directly goes straight to the point.

Qingge put the book down and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Yes." ”

The Four Dynasties Conference is to compete with the geniuses of the major empires, and that is the real place where dragons and phoenixes gather.

"You are now born with a sevenfold life, and there will definitely be a place for you in the Four Dynasties Conference." Ye Qingtian said, "No matter what the final ranking is, you can always show your style, and when the time comes, there are only two paths in front of you, go to the Jialan Academy, or go to the Refining Guild, and before long, the Refining Guild will have a battle for refiners to win the crown, which is also an opportunity." ”

"It's the same whether the refining guild goes or not, if you really want to choose one, go to the Garan Academy." Qingge smiled, full of confidence.

In the pavilion not far away, the deep dark eyes looked at the radiant girl sitting lazily in front of the stone table, and the girl's eyes were full of smiles.

Garan Academy, a sacred place that makes countless people fearful.

But she just said lightly, if you really want to choose one, go to Jialan Academy.

There is not much interest, only understatement.

Ye Qingtian was also surprised, and immediately laughed, "Very good, worthy of my granddaughter Ye Qingtian, with the demeanor of my grandfather." ”

Qingge rolled her eyes.

Ye Qingtian laughed and left, when he left, he almost fell on his heels, he grabbed the back of his head, turned his head and smiled at Qingge, and then left, Qingge smiled helplessly, this old man is a living treasure in front of her.

It was dark and not dark.

In the evening, Mo Xie and Xiao Rufeng came over to take Qingge to wander around the market, and it was said that Qingge would get moldy if he stayed in Fengyue Pavilion any longer.

Ji Yue was lying on the cornice, humming and chirping, the angry ink evil two, in the Fengyue Pavilion, the smell of vinegar wafting all over the courtyard.

On the street, Mo Xie is shaking the spring breeze beauty fan, graceful, handsome and chic; Xiao Rufeng walked on the other side of Qingge, covered with a green shirt, a jade crown and tied his hair, Xun Xun was elegant and seemed to have a full stomach, and he walked with the temperament of a scholar, Qingge walked between the two expressionlessly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

She's busy.

Particularly busy.

She had to be busy cultivating, busy refining weapons, busy bringing down Qin Lan's mother and daughter, and busy accompanying Ji Yue, but now she was wandering the streets.

Seeing that Qingge was sullen, Mo Xie hooked Qingge's neck and said with a smile: "Lady, there is a fortune teller in front, let's go to the fortune teller." ”

Light Song: "......"

Xiao Rufeng teased: "Mo Xie, didn't you say that you want to marry Jingjing?" ”

"Jingjing?" Mo Xie shrugged his shoulders, "Jingjing, that girl hasn't developed yet...... I wanted to continue, but the girl next to me had a fierce look like a tiger and forced back what Mo Xie wanted to say.

I didn't walk long before I arrived at a stall.

This is a fortune-telling stall, as for why I know that it is a fortune-telling stall, it is very simple, and there are four big words written in front of the stall "fortune teller".

The stall is very simple, just a tattered table, an old man's chair in front of the table, a middle-aged man who looks sloppy is lying on it and enjoying the rocking, snoring, the man's eyes are covered with a black cloth, there is a red mole on the side of his mouth, and he is dirty all over his body.

Xiao Rufeng frowned, and looked at the man who was sleeping happily with some suspicion.

"It's business, get up."

Mo Xie stepped forward, and his skeletal hand slapped on the table, and the gray smoke rose up, choking Mo Xie's face.

Mo Xie coughed a few times, and looked at the man who slowly got up from his sleep with disgust.

The man sat up, coughed a few times, wiped his palms, faced the Mo Evil and the others, and said, "How many of you want to tell fortunes?" The man's eyes were covered with a black cloth, adding to the mystery.

"Nonsense." Mo Xie said impatiently: "You fortune teller write so big four words, what is fortune telling?" ”

"How many of you want to count people's lives?" The middle-aged man was not annoyed or angry, and touched the stubble on his chin.

Ink Evil: "......"

Qingge and Xiao Rufeng were also speechless.

"The three of us are human-looking people, if we don't count human lives, do we count pig lives?" Mo Xie rolled his eyes, this fortune teller is really funny.

Light Song: "......"

Why do you think that the more you listen to Mo Xie's words, the more awkward it becomes?

The fortune teller sat up straight, coughed pretendly, and said, "Who will come first?" ”

"She, count her first." Mo Xie pulled the light song to the front of the gentleman.

The gentleman was blindfolded, nodded, and after a while, said, "Is there a song in the girl's name?" The song of the warbler and the swallow dance. ”

Qingge was stunned, and glanced at the two of them, this fortune teller not only could see her gender, but also knew that there was a song in her name.

It seems that it should not be underestimated.

At this point, the Mo Evil began to change his opinion of the fortune teller.

"Yes, there's that word."

Qingge remained silent, and said lightly, she wanted to see what tricks this fortune teller could play and make a name for himself.

The gentleman lowered his head, seemed to meditate, for a long time, and said: "The song word is the last word in the girl's name, if I guess correctly, the girl should be the third lady of the night family who has recently become famous, and the night song is light." ”

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