Mu Qingli didn't expect that Zhao Ziyang, who had recovered his body, was really too clingy!

No matter where she went, he always followed with a smile, with the intention of driving him away, looking at the pitiful little eyes as pitiful as Bu Er Buha, and he couldn't be ruthless, which made Mu Qingli collapse.

And after Ji Ziyi stabilized the situation in Anyang City, she sent someone to pick up Zhao Ziyang and Mu Qingli, for some reason, Mu Qingli had a strong uneasiness, and reminded her in her heart not to go to Anyang City.

Mu Qingli thought about it again and again, and decided to trust her intuition, however, as soon as she revealed the idea that she couldn't go, she was dispelled by Zhao Ziyang's stalking for a while, and she couldn't, so Mu Qingli had to agree.

Zhao Ziyang was so smiling that his mouth was almost grinning to the back of his head, his Ah Qing was really stalked, and he was pitiful, so it was easier to take it......

Mu Qingli was still uneasy, she pulled Su Xiang and accompanied her all the way, which only improved a little.

After crossing the Yang River and traveling for half a day, you will arrive at the famous Kyoto, Anyang Castle.

It is worthy of Kyoto, the wide moat, the towering city wall, all show the style, Ji Ziyi stood at the city gate, with a cold and arrogant face with a little smile, Zhao Ziyang saw Ji Ziyi from afar, a burst of ecstasy, turned over and dismounted and ran over: "Big brother! ”

His eldest brother is amazing! Anyang City was recovered by him!

Mu Qingli and the others dismounted and walked over slowly.

As soon as they walked to the bridge, there was a sudden sound of Buddha bells on the city wall, and everyone stopped and looked up suspiciously.

I saw Beichen, dressed in white, holding the heavenly machine plate in one hand and the Buddha bell in the other, standing on the city wall, and the wind blew the hem of his clothes, just like an immortal entering the world, making people out of reach.

Mu Qingli panicked for a while and blurted out: "Don't!" ”

As if hearing Mu Qingli's shout, Beichen looked at Mu Qingli calmly, smiled, and then, a cold, magnetic voice reached the ears of everyone near the city gate: "Mu Qingli of the Zhendong Army is the goddess of the day, and now that she has entered the WTO, the world will be unified and peaceful." ”

After speaking, he jumped down from under the city wall, performed light skills and came to Mu Qingli, kneeling on one knee: "The fourth generation of Tianjipan, Beichen, welcome the goddess." ”

Beichen's words were like a thunderclap on the ground, blowing everyone up on the outside and tender on the inside!

Looking at Beichen kneeling in front of him, Mu Qingli's face turned cold, and his heart was completely cold at that moment.

"Why? Those rumors of the goddess in the world are all your handwriting, and you left just to do these boring things? ”

Mu Qingli's tone was flat, cold and emotionless.

Beichen's heart trembled, he looked directly at Mu Qingli, and said seriously: "The two emperors are now, and the world is peaceful." ”

Mu Qingli no longer looked at him, and from this moment on, she and Beichen were like strangers.

Su Xiang held Mu Qingli's hand worriedly, Zhao Ziyang, who had already converged with Ji Ziyi in the distance, was also running towards her quickly, looking at Ji Ziyi and the shocked looks of everyone, Mu Qingli settled down, bypassed Beichen and walked towards Ji Ziyi.

"Ah Qing......" Zhao Ziyang came to Mu Qingli's side, worried, he only knew that Ah Qing was a woman, but he didn't know that she was a goddess, a goddess, that was comparable to the existence of Empress Ji.

Mu Qingli shook her head lightly, revealing a light smile: "It's okay." ”

Ji Ziyi's expression was complicated, and he watched Mu Qingli approach.

"General, I have something to say."

"You say."

"I am guilty, at the beginning, I concealed my identity as a woman and enlisted in the army, my original name was Mu Qingli, and I was fifteen years old."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Mu Qingli pulled off the hairband, scattered her hair, and took off the sweat towel that had been tied around her neck, with a slender neck and no Adam's apple.