Chapter 687: Xia Chonghua is... Summer 1 7

With this thought, Qingyu's heart became hot again.

She actually didn't think about it, maybe Xia Chuyi was not an ordinary person, after all, the human world is the territory of the divine realm, and the people of the divine realm can experience it in the mortal world,...... Like, just like what Xia Sinian said today, Xia Chonghua did, those people in the divine realm have always boasted that they were born superior to others, and there is no one in their eyes, so if you want to experience the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people, going to the mortal world to experience is the best choice.

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If so, if so......

Will she and Xia Chuyi no longer be in the way?

Although their demon realm has always been in harmony with the well water of the god realm, even the lord of the demon realm has married a woman from the god realm as a wife, why can't she, the emperor of the demon realm, find a man from the god realm to be her husband?

She never dared to think deeply because ...... Many times, it is always the fate of the people.

Rather than be disappointed at the end, it is better not to expect too much from the beginning.

Qing Yu chuckled suddenly, as if in the past five hundred years, she has begun to suffer from gains and losses, and she has long heard that women in love are fools...... Isn't she exempt from vulgarity?

Qing Yu didn't know how long he had been thinking about it, but he finally suppressed the heat in his heart and slowly quieted down, until the second half of the night, when he fell asleep again.

It wasn't until the next morning that Ling Jue came over to pull her up: "Ah Yu, hurry up, everyone else has already arrived at the main hall, you are here to participate in the succession ceremony of others, is it possible that you are ready to wait for the ceremony to end before going?" ”

Qingyu was pulled by her to sit up, yawning, and a little vague.

"Hurry up, little ancestor!" Ling Yu urged, his eyes shining.

Qingyu glanced at her: "Little aunt, you are so old, and you are so excited to see a beautiful man, and you don't know how to be reserved!" ”

Ling Jue patted her forehead: "What's wrong with the old lady being older, it's still a flower, and the people who chase the old lady can also circle around Thousand Snake Island a few times now!" ”

Qingyu yawned and got out of bed, muttering, "Just blow it!" ”

After Qing Yu rubbed for half an hour, Qing Yu finally cleaned up, but Ling Yu's eyes twitched: "I'm embarrassed to say that you didn't go on a blind date, ghosts don't believe it!" Tsk, I'm afraid that today's full guests don't need to look at Xia Chonghua's succession, they will be hooked by you! ”

Qing Yu raised his chin proudly: "Thank you for the compliment!" ”

"Not ashamed at all!" Ling Jue scolded her, and the two of them went out, found someone to lead the way, and walked towards the main hall of the succession ceremony.

Unexpectedly, when Qing Yu and Ling Yu quietly entered the main hall, the person who was talking was still Boundless Immortal Venerable.

Qingyu held her chin and waited boredly, holding a wine glass in her hand, she wanted to take a sip, but when she came to her mouth, she remembered that she was still pregnant with a child......

"Thank you for coming to watch the ceremony and witness today, today, the deity will pass on the position of the head of the Sword Spirit Sect to my eldest disciple, Xia Chonghua, from today on, Xia Chonghua is the new head of the Sword Spirit Sect." Boundless Immortal Venerable stroked his white beard and shouted outside: "Chonghua, don't come out yet!" ”

At this time, an ink-colored figure walked in from outside the hall, stepping on the marble floor covered with the red carpet, walking towards the high platform step by step with a cold expression, Qingyu was bored and played with the wine glass in her hand, and finally, the moment Xia Chonghua walked on the high platform and turned around, she finally saw his appearance clearly, and the wine glass in her hand rolled to the ground with a "click".

There was a crisp sound in the quiet hall.