Reality Theatre:

"Woo woo, hmm...... a group of people sobbed, "How can this be, Feng Ling, Feng Ling is just dead, woo." ”

Qiao Ying was eating delicious food, she didn't know what Xiao Er was talking about, the corners of her mouth were full of oil, she wiped her mouth with her sleeve and touched her round belly without caring at all, and said with relief: "It's so cool today, I haven't eaten so full for a long time."

Suddenly, a pair of small hands grabbed Qiao Ying: "Miss!" Qiao Ying raised her head: "Wow, Lan Lan, who bullied you just now, you cried so badly!" Despised by all......

"Miss, woo......" Lan Lan cried and sniffed, "Miss, Feng Ling, she, she ......"

"You're crying and speechless, what's wrong?"

Lan Lan's resentful eyes were silent until the table of dragons and phoenixes gathered in the sky. caused Qiao Ying to think that Lan Lan was blaming her for not keeping vegetables.

Scratching his head embarrassedly: "Lan Lan, I'm too hungry, so I won't be able to control it for a while." The sharp-eyed Qiao Ying saw the dragon prisoner in the corner of the table, and said to Lan Lan with a smile: "Lan Lan, there is a bowl of big dishes there, you and Daddy eat first, I will help you order other dishes, and tell you, this table of dragons and phoenixes is really delicious, alas, my ladylike image is all ruined in this table of dragons and phoenixes!"

Everyone, Lan Lan and Xiao Er all rolled their eyes, Xiao Er hated the feeling that iron could not become steel, and gritted his teeth and said: "Little guest officer, when others are telling stories, please listen carefully, don't just care about eating, and the plate of dragon prisoners is not allowed to move now, otherwise, hehe." Xiao Eryin smiled deeply.

"How else?" Qiao Ying ignored it, and made a gesture to grab the bowl of dishes, "I'm for Lan Lan to eat, why can't you eat it now." ”

"Don't you feel a little bit after listening to the story I said, can you still eat this dish?" Xiao Er couldn't believe it.

"I can't eat it." Qiao Ying replied honestly.

Xiao Er nodded, feeling like a child who could be taught: "This is like listening to a story."

"I'm so full that I can't eat." The crowd was overwhelmed.

Xiao Er stroked his head helplessly: "It's really rotten wood that can't be carved." Qiao Ying just wanted to refute, but Lan Lan interjected and said:

"Miss, don't disturb the little second son's story." Lan Lan bit her handkerchief, her eyes red.

"yes, wait for me to finish, this time you have to listen carefully."

Qiao Ying nodded. Xiao Er looked at Qiao Ying so well-behaved, and felt a little inappropriate.

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Looking from afar, a man in black quietly hugged a piece of clothing, the clothes were covered with blood marks, and if you looked closely, you could find that there were maggots-like worms wriggling in the bloodstains, and the person had goosebumps all over his body, but the man in black didn't seem to see it, and he didn't know it. When Wuchen and Qinglu hurried here, they saw this scene.

"Something happened. Childe, pinch me, how do I feel that I see something unrealistic. ”

"You pinch me too, is there just a world war here?"

"Pain, pain, pain. Childe, you pinch it so hard. ”

"You're in pain, that must be real, go over and see what's going on."

When Wuchen and the others walked over, their jaws were about to fall, looking at what they saw, Long Cangjue actually held a bloodstained dress and refused to let go, his eyes were not holes, Wuchen couldn't see what he was thinking, and he felt that his eyes were full of despair and sadness.

patted Long Cangjue on the shoulder and asked tentatively: "Demon Lord, what's wrong with you, what just happened here, have you started a war with the God Realm?"

"......" is not spoken.

"Demon Lord, what happened just now."

“……”

"Say a word, Long Cangjue, what about Feng Ling?"

Sure enough, when it came to Feng Ling, Long Cang definitely felt it: "...... dead"

"Don't scare me!"

"Soul Scattered......

Qinglu covered his mouth with both hands: "The soul is scattered...... Feng girl, she. ”

"No, don't make such a big joke with me, I haven't gotten the phoenix totem yet." Wuchen pulled out a smile with difficulty.

PS: Xixi's dragon and phoenix Chengxiang wrote a little more in this paragraph, but isn't it exciting, has you been moved by Long Cangjue? Don't worry, this article is a pet article, our male pig's feet will be very good for Qiao Ying!!