Here, Nangong Ruochen pulled Zheng Qingyue to clean up Mu Ya Roar and Lord Shangwu, and the first light returned to her completely.

Zheng Qingyue looked at the transparent first light in his hand and said, "You still have to work hard to become stronger, otherwise you won't even be able to keep your own things." ”

Nangong Ruochen raised her eyebrows: "Shouldn't Mrs. work hard and guard me for my husband." ”

Zheng Qingyue: "Huh? ”

"That way, you can keep everything you want." Nangong Ruochen said it seriously.

Zheng Qingyue: "I like it more, do it yourself." ”

Nangong Ruochen held his forehead: "There is a lady who is too capable, what should I do!"

"Can we get out now, then?" She remembered that when she came in, Xiao Jinghuan said that it seemed that she would not be able to go out until the time.

Nangong Ruochen hugged his sword: "The first light is already in your hands, and there is no taboo for you here." ”

Zheng Qingyue was overjoyed: "Yes! Can I carry two more clay pots and vases? ”

Nangong Ruochen supported his forehead: ""

When did his wife become so rich?

Zheng Qingyue didn't think about money or not, but felt that if he put it here, wouldn't it be a waste of such a good artwork.

In the end, with the connivance of Nangong Ruochen, Zheng Qingyue was happy again and moved more than a dozen clay pots.

put a bad old man in the dark system, and beat his chest in distress.

Zheng Qingyue patted the ash on his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay!" That's all. ”

"But, what if we want to go out now, and the door hasn't opened yet?"

Nangong Ruochen was careless and glanced at those clay pots.

"Is that really enough? If not enough."

"Ahem! Ahem!! ”

Without waiting for Nangong Ruochen to finish speaking, a certain bad old man hurriedly spoke consciously.

Click! Click!

"The door has been opened, two, please!"

Zheng Qingyue: When did this bad old man's system become so efficient?

"Let's go" Nangong Ruochen pulled Zheng Qingyue and walked into the door leisurely.

A bad old man's system, looking at the two people who left, gritted his teeth in distress.

He breathed a sigh of relief: he finally sent these two ancestors away.

Entering the door, it is built in size of ten square meters, and you can't feel the bumps at all when you stand inside.

It's much easier to get out than to come in.

Just step through the door, and you'll be there in a few minutes.

Boom———!

With a sound, Zheng Qingyue fell into a fainting and was sucked away by a powerful force.

Sonorous! Boom! Boom!

The wind and clouds are surging, and the sword aura is rising!

"Why don't I kill you?" The young man standing with the wind has a cold eye.

Nangong Ruochen's thin lips were tight, her eyes were dark and heavy, and she raised her sword! Swish! Swish!

"Ahem, ahem!" The boy stroked his sleeve and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

The young man who was calm and unhurried a second ago is now full of sword flowers and embarrassed.

Even so, he still endured all kinds of pain and provoked: "Ho, you don't dare to kill me, just like me." ”

"I want you to kill me, so we all have to die, and we don't have to fight for anything."

"Tuoba Jing! You're looking for death! "Nangong Ruochen can kill people with all the anger around him now.

"Hahaha-poof-uh" Tuoba Jing was shocked by anger again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"I thought you were born to be a piece of ice, but I didn't expect to see such a scene one day hahapo"

The corners of his mouth couldn't control the twitching, and Tuoba Jing still added fuel to the fire, angering Nangong Ruochen.