Night Feather -

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Also, who would have thought that the heroic woman who hated her to the bone at the beginning would now turn her into a jade silk.

"Do you know why Night Feather hates Night Snow so much?" Ye Wuxian sat down on the stone chair next to him, Qingge walked over, put the Ming Wang knife on the table, and sat down together; The night without a trace of the eyes swept from the sword of the Ming King, containing the meaning of exploration.

"Why?" Qingge asked.

"Because the night snow has broken through the innate sixfold." Ye Wuxian propped his hands on the stone table, he stood up, leaned forward, his face was close to Qingge's face, from the bottom to the bottom, the heat sprayed on Qingge's face, and there was a hint of evil in his voice, "The reason why Yexue was able to break through so quickly is that she drank Yeyu's blood, this is the reason why Yeyu hates her, for more than ten years, the loss of blood has caused Yeyu's cultivation to be unable to surpass the spirit master for life." ”

Amazing news, like fire trees and silver flowers in the quiet desert, Qingge buzzed in his head.

I see......

No wonder Ye Yu's eyes are so complicated when she looks at Ye Xue, her love is deep, and her hatred is in her heart.

Ye Wuxian sat back and said, "Qin Lan is a member of the Qin family in Falling Flower City, the Qin family has a secret technique, after the newborn is born, it is fed with wolf blood, and after weaning, it will be fed to another person with this person's blood, which will make the other person's talent improve." ”

"Oh, by the way, Night Feather doesn't live past thirty." Ye Wuxian said: "In other words, she is expected to die tomorrow, maybe a few years, and she is lucky to live to be thirty years old." ”

"But Ye Xue doesn't know about these things for the time being." Ye Wuxian shook the seven-star fan that was conjured like a trick, and said.

"And how do you know?" The light song seems to be laughing but not laughing.

"Because I'm the night without a trace." When he spoke, the man's eyes were bright, unruly, and arrogant.

Qingge laughed, the laughter spread in the empty martial arts training ground, some clear, the laughter suddenly stopped, Qingge looked at the night without a trace seriously, and said: "The emperor has died." ”

Night Without a Trace was stunned, "Really? When? ”

"Tonight."

"How do you know? I haven't received any message. ”

"How do I know?" Qingge raised his eyebrows, his face full of spring breeze, "Because I am a night song." ”

Night Without a Trace: "......"

He looked at the girl's fair and delicate face, in a trance, the girl's three thousand green silk were scattered at will, and the black hair was like a thick ink splashed on the white paper, elegant but not vulgar, like a quiet orchid.

In the imperial study, the Beiyue Emperor, who was correcting the recital, frowned, brewed for a long time, and sneezed.

"Your Majesty, is this a cold?" Gonggong Liu took the cloak and wanted to put it on the Emperor of the Northern Moon.

Emperor Beiyue pointed his finger at the wolf's pen, waved his hand, and motioned for Gonggong Liu to retreat.

He raised his head and looked at the lonely deep palace outside the hall, how did he feel that someone was saying bad things about him......

In the martial arts training field, Qingge took the Mingwang knife and paced away.

The moon is like practice, the night is boundless, the loquat tree outside the martial arts training field is taller than people, April Fangfei, the spring flowers are blooming, the cicadas are chirping non-stop, under the white moonlight, the girl is carrying the Ming Wang knife, the back is lonely and arrogant, the moonlight drags its shadow very long, very long, the shadow of the tree is swaying, and the figure is also sparse, like countless blood holes nailed to the girl.

She held the Mingwang knife in one hand, raised it with the other, and shook it.

Hao Hao jade hands, Ying Ying Hao wrists, beautiful and picturesque, delicate like flowers, the figure is hazy.

The eyes of the night without a trace were dark, looking at the back of Qingge, he stood up and shouted loudly: "Night Qingge, I am waiting to compete with you in the clan competition!" ”

The king's war went on and on.

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Recently, the night house is as quiet as water, and after the ceremony, Shangguan Lin and others are preparing for the clan in Kuaishou, and the younger generation of the clan is also practicing day and night in the martial arts field.

The annual ethnic competition is an opportunity for young people from various families to gain attention.

In the early morning, Qingge took Ye Jingjing to run around Fengyue Pavilion, and a vigorous figure suddenly climbed over the wall, tiptoeing, like a thief.

"Ink Evil!"

A voice sounded behind him, and Mo Xie smiled wryly, he turned to look at Qingge and scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

"Rats? Why did you bring a mouse? Qingge looked at the mouse that was carefully held in his arms by Mo Xie, and was a little puzzled.

Mo Xie carried the tail of the little mouse and shook it in front of Qingge, with a hippie smile, "Daughter-in-law, cute, this is my new favorite." ”

Light Song: "......"

After living for two lifetimes, it was the first time I saw someone using a mouse as a pet.

"The master of the underworld successfully got out of the customs, and the day after tomorrow he set up a feast in the Colosseum to invite the magnates of the northern moon and the heroes from all over the world, do you want to go?" Mo Xie asked.

"Don't go!"

I don't go to the night song, but I don't want to go.

She can't be separated, she can't let Ye Qingge and Nameless appear at the same time, but Nameless is the guest of the Colosseum, and I wish the Colosseum owner the happy day, if she is absent, it doesn't seem to be reasonable.

"Then I won't go, I'm going to accompany my daughter-in-law." Mo Xie said while teasing the little mouse.

"Jingjing, let's keep running, don't pay attention to the perverts." Qingge grinned at Mo Xie, and continued to run with Ye Jingjing.

Ink Evil: "......"

Stunned, pouting aggrievedly, Mo Xie hugged the little mouse and immediately caught up with Qingge, running side by side with Qingge, Mo Xie turned his head to look at Qingge, and said: "Qingge, my father is only one foot seven, and my mother is not tall, but I am more than one foot eight, as far as I know, your father also has one foot eight, do you think we will be brothers and sisters who have been separated for many years?" ”

Light Song: "......"

Rolling his eyes, Qingge sped up and ran, Mo Xie was not to be outdone, chase!

"If we're really half-siblings, aren't we "luanlun"?" The ink evil ran while saying.

The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched.

"Daughter-in-law, why don't we go to martyrdom?" Mo Xie pinched the little mouse in his arms.

Light song: "Martyr your second uncle." ”

She just went to martyrdom if she didn't save her, I'm afraid that Lord Yama wants to kill her......

After running a few laps, Mo Xie knew that he was bored, muttered, "May there be "Qingren" in the world, "all brothers and sisters", and left stupidly.

After running, Qingge and Ye Jingjing took a bath in the bath, fragrant skin and steaming.

Ye Jingjing swam around in the bath, rose petals floated on the water like flames, Ye Jingjing poked her head out of the water, looked at Qingge and smiled, "Sister, when I grow up, I want to be a beauty like my sister." ”

Qingge looked at Ye Jingjing and suddenly found a problem.

When she had a birthmark on her face, Ye Jingjing said that she was beautiful, could it be that Ye Jingjing couldn't see the birthmark on her face?

"Jingjing, the birthmark on my sister's face has disappeared, isn't it amazing?" Qingge asked tentatively.

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