"I ...... I...... I didn't.

If he is uncomfortable, Hugh will leave me, why bother to fix these useless things, I don't want to, and I don't want to see it. I don't want him to be good to me, and I don't want him to be good to me anymore.

It was originally the end of the road -

- That's it! I'm separated from him, separated!

Such......

He doesn't have to be disturbed by the outside world, and I can ...... It's the same as it used to be......"

Qing Wei spoke, and as he spoke, he squatted down weakly, staring at the ground with empty eyes, as if there was a deep pitch-black quagmire below.

She instinctively resisted, repelling the dove.

But I don't know why,

also didn't want to believe that the phoenix dove was good to her.

So......

Selfish.

"Qing Wei...... Think about it yourself, even if you are not ruthless with the soup chicken, you must never hurt him.

This king is also a man, and his discomfort is very clear to this king! ”

"Bang!"

The sound of the door closing again seemed to knock heavily on Qing Wei's heart.

It's so powerless......

How should she respond to this feeling.

……

When a certain dragon king came out of the chamber, a smile of victory appeared on his face, and he clenched the dragon claws and secretly sighed: "This king is so good!" Soup chicken, you have to thank this king in the future! ”

However, a certain soup chicken was still strolling around the East China Sea and sneezed a little.

"Ahh

Phoenix: "......" feels like a foreboding.

……

-- Somewhere in the East China Sea --

Probably because Ao Yan showed his temper at the previous banquet, these immortal families who are not as good as him have been trembling all the way, not to mention looking at the scenery in the East China Sea, it is good that they can hold back now and not run away.

And Lu Moli and Qingkui had their own thoughts, as if they were a little unhappy because of the previous incident, but they didn't show it on the face.

Qingkui was apologetic, pulled Lu Moli's sleeve and said, "Moli, Ah Kui is a little uncomfortable, can you go back and rest first?" ”

Lu Moli looked at his father again, and then at Qingkui, his face was a little distressed, "Okay, I'll go back with you." ”

"Oh, I don't have to!" Qingkui hurriedly refused, "Now my father is in a little bad mood, you can accompany him more." This will also help you inherit the dragon throne. ”

…… Indeed, his relationship with his father is a bit distant.

Even if he made merits in the Heavenly Demon War, his father was a little resistant.

Roughly because he only had half a dragon spirit from beginning to end, in the eyes of the dragon clan, it was equivalent to a cripple.

"Ugh." Lu Moli sighed, as if he was a little guilty, "Then you are so resting, you can tell your subordinates if you need anything." ”

Qing Kui smiled, showing a gentle smile, telling him not to worry too much.

"I'll be fine, besides, if something happens, my sister is still around, she will take care of me."

…… Will you take care of it, Aoi-chan?

If it was before, Lu Moli would have been unswerving, and now he ...... It was clear that she had clearly rejected Qing Wei's roar, and she was still a little entangled.

It is said that women will do irrational things because of love.

Today, I saw the phoenix dove defending Qingwei......

He was not sure that Qing Wei would be able to take good care of Qing Kui now.

But Qing Kui is kind by nature and has always been lenient with others, where can he think so much like him.

So, Lu Moli suppressed the words in his heart and said to Qingkui: "That's good, pay more attention." ”

"Hmm."

The woman wearing a hundred butterfly demon flowers and a long skirt showed a weird smile the moment she turned around.

Like a ghost hiding in a dark corner, it once again opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs.

“…… Sister, I'm here. ”

……

…… Once......

A tall and sturdy peach tree is in full bloom with gorgeous peach blossoms, and in the peach and plum forest, the peach blossoms are from light to dark, and from a distance they look like a piece of cotton and linen cloth, rendered by red ink.