....

Suck suction~

Li Qing put down the spicy noodles in his hand, and he picked up a tissue to wipe his greasy mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Li Xiangqin brought out a few bowls of steaming noodles from the kitchen: "Why is your child's appetite getting bigger and bigger?" ”

"You've cooked something delicious." Li Qing continued to pick up the noodles and continued to eat them in large gulps.

Li Xiangqin's expression was puzzled, she instinctively sensed that something was wrong..."Are you doing something bad outside?" ”

Li Qing's body was unwell for a while, he raised his head and immediately retorted: "Old woman, what nonsense are you talking about?" I'm a good person, and I often do things like helping the elderly cross the street. ”

What do you see?

Li Xiangqin almost believed it!

Li Qing's glorious deeds, Li Xiangqin is not deaf, she has heard a little bit of it.

This guy doesn't take the initiative to bully others, she has to burn incense and worship God.

"How long will you be back this time?" Li Xiangqin still wants Li Qing to accompany her more.

"It's hard to say, maybe I have to go out again, where to go... How long it will take is uncertain. Li Qing gulped down the thick hot soup, and his whole stomach was warm.

"What souvenirs did you bring back from your trip?" Li Xiangqin is very concerned about whether Li Qing has brought her any gifts when she comes back from a trip.

Specialty?

A specialty of the world of slashing?

Does the emperor count?

Li Qing: How many pieces of imperial equipment do you have in stock...

Dogs, scissors, and swords, it depends on which one Li Xiangqin likes.

The scissors are bigger than Li Xiangqin's people, of course she won't choose this thing, let alone the sword...

Li Xiangqin's cognition of the sword is estimated to still be in the kind of TV martial arts dramas that were popular in the past, that is, when you go down with a knife, you will immediately thunder and lightning with fire and sword energy.

In the end, Li Xiangqin picked up Xiao Ke's imperial tool.

Xiao Ke doesn't recognize Li Xiangqin, so this imperial tool won't trigger the follow-up state, and Li Xiangqin doesn't need Xiao Ke to recognize her.

Because Li Xiangqin seems to simply treat Xiao Ke as a puppy doll on the spot...

It's a sad story that the dignified bio-type emperor Gu Gu was reduced to a doll model.

"How's that Miyamoto Musashi?" Li Xiangqin watched TV in the morning, and the final result of the broadcast was of course clear.

How can it be?

He's dead.

Of course, it wasn't Li Qing who took the initiative to kill him, Miyamoto Musashi seemed to be stupid by him, maybe he was stimulated too strongly, and he couldn't accept that the soul disappeared from this clone in the end.

How did the psychic bring him up in the first place, but now how he disappeared from this body.

Li Qing has no psychological burden, Miyamoto Musashi has long been a dead person, and now he is just returning to his original appearance.

It's Miyamoto Musashi's way of death, which can't bring any benefits to Li Qing, and he knew that he would take the lead in blowing up this sword hero's head.

Li Xiangqin seems to like Xiao Ke's imperial doll very much, and she holds the other party and refuses to let go at all.

"After the next trip, continue to bring some souvenirs to the old woman."

Li Qing said.

........

In a world similar to the European Middle Ages, nations were at war with each other, countries were raising huge armies, mercenaries were a fashionable trade, and ordinary civilians lived in poverty. In this war-torn world, there is not only human warfare....

A horse-drawn carriage is moving at high speed.

The sound of the collision of decorations echoed in the carriage, filled with a certain fragrance of unknown meaning surrounded it, and after the hem of the clothes shook for a while, an old woman with wrinkled skin was trembling, her face full of years was full of panic, "No... No, no, no, no, this world... No! ”

With an agitation, the witch sat up, her back already wet, and her lifeless face covered in cold sweat.

Mary Charlotte hurriedly picked up the towel next to her and quickly wiped it on her face, wiping off all the dirt and sweat.

Charlotte is a cursed family, born of a female bloodline, with the blood of ancient witches flowing in their veins, not because they have any earth-destroying magic, but because they can predict what will happen in the future.

This future is delicate...

Tomorrow is the future, a year from now is the future, and ten years from now is the future.

Yes, the witches of House Charlotte are able to prophecy the future.

Mary just had a dream, and that dream was terrible...

That once-in-a-century eclipse gave birth to two destinies, the Black King and the White King.

The White King, who sacrificed everything, led all the forces in his hands to establish a country, quickly swept across the entire continent and unified, and the people lived in the White King's kingdom, and his infinite trust and protection of the people made him prestige unprecedented.

The hands of the gods who dominate the world, who also dominate the whole world by manipulating the route of fate, are eager to see the meanness and lowliness of humanity and take pleasure in it...

The stubborn rebel of fate crawls out of hell, and he raises his pitch-black sword to take revenge on the hand of God, and even more so against the White King!

As time disappeared, the white king's generals were beheaded by the black king one after another, but the black king also lost a lot, under a number of natural and man-made disasters, the white king's kingdom was no longer stable, and the people in the city were also affected one after another, they were no longer happy, and put their resentment on the black king.

Finally, the day has come, the black king has reached the kingdom where the white king is, under the resentment and curse of all the people, the black king fearlessly holds a big sword and goes to the place where the white king is to take revenge, this terrible black demon king wants to kill the most beloved white king in the hearts of the people.

The great war began, and all the people would pay attention to the two kings in the sky, and they begged the white king to bury the black king completely, and no one cared what the black king had lost in that eclipse moment...

This war, even the royal family of the country did not dare to ignore it.

The Black King did his best, he gambled his life to defeat the White King, and he did his best... Life is coming to an end.

In this battle, the battle between the White King and the Black King tore apart a rift between the human world and the underworld, and the demons who coveted human beings penetrated into the human world from the cracks...

At this moment, the Black King made a decision, he completely slashed the White King with his sword, pushing his body into the crack of the underworld, and he also sacrificed his last strength and life to completely close this rift.

The masses below and the royal family complained again and again, they spat on the black king, resented the black king, and missed the happiness brought to them by the white king's arrival again...

Thousands of years later, witnessing the fall of the White King, the story spreads, and the faith of the Eagle of Light is deeply rooted in the continent.

Perhaps it is only when the gears called "destiny" turn again that this era can truly move towards progress.

The two who conform to the fate of black and white, do they reproduce their original fate?

Perhaps the outcome will not change in any way, and the masses will resent the Black King Gus, and will unconditionally trust the noble, icy and jade White King Griffith.

The next era is the Perkin Age, which welcomes mankind.

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