Qing Xuan didn't know how he left the Jade Palace, and when he returned to his palace in a daze, he saw that the table full of delicacies had not been removed, which stimulated his nerves even more. walked over and kicked over the table of dishes, and smashed the things in the hall in anger, so frightened that the ghosts of the guards outside the hall did not dare to come out.

"Bastard bastard bastard"

"Ah, I'm so angry, this little bastard, is he saying I'm not clean?" Heaven and earth can be seen, the only female creatures that Qing Xuan has touched since he was born are his mother and His Royal Highness Nangong Wanxiao, he just likes to pretend, pretending to be like a playboy who will only harm the world, and now he finally tastes the fruits of his own planting.

"Bastard, presumptuous, bold, it's really lawless, ah, I don't care about him? What do I do when he's so old? Do you want to be milked? Do you want me to throw him into the ghost camp for training? Or do you want me to lock him up in the palace and learn to learn three and four virtues?"

"If you don't let you touch it, you won't let you touch it, bastard thing dares to talk to me like this, and he won't be happy to give him money and a house to live in? That's to let me drive him to the street, let him go and ask for food, let him drink the northwest wind, let him eat and sleep, this is to love him?"

"Bastard thing, he actually said this about me for a long-lived lock"

Qing Miao scolded and threw things at the same time, and she almost cried, otherwise she would be a standard resentful woman.

Qing Miao thinks that his temperament is still very good, he has never moved so much gas since he was a child, and the anger that has been pressed in his heart for a long time has been vented a lot at this meeting, and now he feels cool and heartache, which is really full of mixed feelings.

Sitting in a mess, Qing Xuan rubbed his sore brows, and suddenly shouted: "Get in"

Several ghost warriors trembled in their hearts, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and ran in in a panic, wanting to bow half-kneeling, but it must hurt to kneel down on this debris and scum all over the ground, but it didn't work if they didn't kneel, and the scene was embarrassing and dangerous for a while.

"What are you doing there, clean up this place, wait for me to come out, if I look like this again, I will go directly to receive the punishment," Qing Xuan roared and walked back to the inner room.

"Don't make a sound, also, give me the rabbit cub who is close to Ning Ying, come and tell me if there is anything, without my order, you are not allowed to act without permission" Suddenly, there was a thunderous voice from the inner bedroom, which frightened the legs of the dozens of ghosts who came in from behind.

With a glass of wine in his hand and Erlang's legs crossed, he lay on the bed that was big enough to sleep ten more of him. A green silk hair was scattered on the bed, wearing only a white undershirt, the knots on the upper body were not tied, and a large area of tight and tangible muscles was exposed.

Staring at the wine glass, the loneliness in his eyes was overwhelming, "Ah Ying, how do I feel now?" I just don't understand, no matter how bad I am and how bad my temper is, but I didn't throw you down at every turn, but you, why ......?"

At the end of the day, he had drunk dozens of bottles of wine, and with a depressed mood, his head had nothing but the strength to move in his head. Holding his full of sadness of "white-eyed wolf son, dare to bite me back", he slowly fell asleep.

With a splitting headache, Qing Yao opened her eyes with difficulty, but it was still dark in her eyes. Rubbing his temples, he sat up with his hands on the bed. The mouth was so dry that the sound came out, so I had to "do it myself, have enough food and clothing" to find a glass of water in the dark, and almost drank a full glass, and my throat was more comfortable.

"Come, who will put out the lights in my temple?" he shouted in a low voice.

A few ghosts guarding the door rushed in, and after a while, the temple was brightly lit. A group of ghost warriors expressed their grievances, obviously the king himself said that the lamp was so bright that it was about to blind his eyes, so that they were not allowed to leave any of them to extinguish it, and now they blamed them for extinguishing the lamp.

Qing Xuan still maintained his original appearance, his clothes were uncharacteristically open, holding a folding fan, sitting lazily on his throne, and asked, "Where did Ning Ying go?"

"Little Lord Ningying...... was caught by a famous realm king in the north, and the voice of the ghost warrior became smaller and smaller.

Qing Xuan's lazy expression instantly froze, and his eyebrows jumped a little, "What? He was caught by a near absolute by a near absolute What realm king?

"Two days ago......" the ghost man said tremblingly.

As soon as these words came out, the folding fan in Qing Xuan's hand turned into slag in response, "Waste, two days ago, why did you only tell me now? You didn't go to save Ning Ying?"

The demons standing under the seat mourned in silence: because they did not dare to wake up the king.

A ghost man replied, "The king said...... Thou shalt not act without the king's command."

"I said that?" Qing Miao raised his eyebrows, thinking for a long time and wondering if he had ever said such a thing, "Waste, don't you know how to work around? Did you read to death before? Such rigid", Qing Miao got down from his seat angrily, walked to the door, and saw that the ghost soldiers who were there had no reaction, and said angrily: "What are you doing there? Do you want to die again? Follow me to the north to leave!", Qing Miao really wants to destroy these ghost grandsons at once now.

To save Ning Ying, Qing Miao had the ability to take 50,000 ghost soldiers to the north and leave, which was so vast that it alarmed the five peaks of Xianmen. Fortunately, the direction of the trip was not the human world, and Wufeng would leave it alone.

Within a day, they reached the realm king's territory, and the black-pressed soldiers and horses surrounded the entire cave mansion.

Qing Xuan sat on the high horse and said to the ghost warrior behind him: "Shout"

"Yes", in response, the ghost man pulled his neck and began to shout: "Listen to the ghosts inside, you have been surrounded, you have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become your last words"

Qing Qian waited patiently for a few seconds, but still didn't see the ghost inside react, and the patience that was a little bigger than the eye of the needle was completely polished.

"Break the door and go in directly," Qing Xuan said, and before the ghosts behind him could react, the closed door had already exploded in all directions.

Demons: It's no problem for the king to kill them alone, but it's a burden to bring them with him.

Qing Xuan rode directly through the broken door and walked in in a grand manner. Many ghosts with knives ran over, Qing Xuan dismounted, and opened a bloody path straightforwardly, leaving the rest to the mighty ghosts behind him to deal with.

The door of the main hall was open, and some red strips of cloth were hung, which was very festive. Qing Xuan walked in with a lawsuit on his face, and saw a trembling figure shrunk in the corner, and walked straight to the single seat in the high hall. Although this seat is not as delicate and luxurious as the one in the Qingqian Palace, it is much more protruding than the other wooden seats here.

"Get out, I won't say it a second time," Qing Xuan said coldly.

The strip of red cloth hanging from the overhanging beam kept shaking, but the ghost didn't see anything to do.

Qing Xuan's slender index finger tapped three times on the armrest rhythmically, and the darkness in his eyes slowly deepened. This is not the king of the realm, and his cultivation is very powerful.

"Obviously, you've given up this opportunity," the cold, almost merciless voice fell, and the strip of cloth that had been trembling stopped, and blood slowly flowed out.

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