Qing Wei sneered, for Qi Lin, who obviously couldn't beat her, and was inferior to her in terms of military merit and identity, but she still wanted to be as fast as she spoke.

She's not surprised.

If she really has the heart, it is easier to pinch to death this kind of immeasurable existence than to pinch an ant to death.

Qing Wei smiled and looked at Qi Lin, who was suppressed by the slightest bit of heroism exuded from her body. She didn't have much to quibble with them.

At night, the wind in the fairy forest was still cold, which made Qing Wei a little unaccustomed.

She glanced at Qingkui lightly and said, "My sister came all the way to admire the moon?" ”

Qing Wei looked at the thick black ink sky and said with a smile: "Admire the moon and admire the moon...... The sky is dark and gloomy, and the moon today is really good. My sister is going to enjoy herself, and my sister is going back to the house. ”

Qing Kui was so angry that Qing Wei stomped her feet, thinking that since Feng Gu was still in love with her previous life, her heart was still with her, so she was also relieved.

"——Ah Kui's good sister and Brother Fengjun's heart is who is not something that can be won with a strong mouth."

When Qing Wei heard this, her brows furrowed, and the emotions in her heart fluctuated.

She calmed down, took a deep breath, turned her head and pretended not to care, "Sister's words are really funny!"

There is no husband and wife between the immortal and the dead J, and the marriage is just for the stability of Qingqiu Mountain and Xiantong Forest.

It's not him that my sister cares about in her heart! ”

This made Qing Kui very interested, and she asked unhappily, "Who is it!" Sister, I don't believe that there is a handsome and good man in the fairy world who will fall in love with you, a woman! ”

Women...

Qing Wei crossed his hands on his hips, triumphant, and his mind was full of pictures of the good old days.

She sniffed lightly, as if the peach petals on Qingqiu Mountain were floating over with the wind one by one, and the person was standing in the peach blossom forest, wearing a blue Xuanduan shirt, covered with a white coat and a white coat.

Pianpian son, who can get:

"——The thirteenth son of the Lord Dragon King, Lu Moli."

Qing Wei spoke confidently, but he didn't see the moment of chill at the bottom of Qing Kui's eyes. Qing Kui read shallowly between her lips and teeth: "Lu Moli, is it......

Really......

Interesting. ”

……

……

Qing Wei rested in the sycamore forest for a while, and the originally fluctuating emotions gradually stopped.

The moment she knew that her things were being despised by others, she felt unspeakable pain in her heart.

She is also weak in her heart, and she will also feel uncomfortable, and she also wants to cry loudly.

But she didn't after all, and chose to escape from Fengling Palace.

I thought that she had come to the sycamore forest, there was no one around, the moonlight was dim, and she could finally cry out her grievances with all her might.

It's a pity -

She couldn't.

When she was young, she trained the use of halberds in Qingqiu, and she held heavy halberd shafts and practiced tricks. The palm of the palm was punctured again and again by the tip of the retracted halberd, and blood gushed out.

The skin is delicate, and that is the pain of the heart.

Unexpectedly, my father was just standing in the distance, just looking at her so fixedly, neither coming over to hug her, nor bandaging her.

Instead, he frowned and scolded:

"—Qing Wei! Stand up! ”

She shook her head, her little hand covering the scar of the broken palm of her right hand, tears accumulating in her eyes: "No! Father! Ah Wei hurts, Ah Wei is uncomfortable! ”

When my father saw her delicate appearance, he was even more angry. Three steps and two steps to walk, and said sharply: "Qing Wei! - Don't cry!

You're the eldest daughter! It is the hope of Qingqiu Mountain! ”