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The emperor has expressed his position, and the people present still don't understand, looking at Fuchuan's eyes changed, and Huang Qingxuan was probably the least surprised in the audience.

King Tianquan was almost unconscious at the moment, and after hearing this, he fainted directly, and before he fainted, he glimpsed his grandson's expression.

In fact, King Tianquan did not guess wrong, his grandson was indeed raised by the emperor since he was a child, and he was indeed trusted by him to shape his character and ability, and to observe his essence.

At least in this series of plans, it is true that the emperor is murderous intent, let Huang Qingxuan know his murderous intent, and it is also true to look at him coldly as he chooses to follow.

But the Heavenly Power King had the same idea as the others before he fell unconscious: before the Phoenix Time Mirror appeared, Huang Qingxuan should have really been cultivated as an heir, but after the former appeared, he was no longer there.

Comparing hearts to hearts, if the King of Heavenly Power is asked to choose people from the position of an emperor, he will also be the same choice.

So

The Heavenly Power King sighed, closed his eyes, and passed out in a completely peaceful coma.

No matter how hostile he is, no matter how unfavorable he is, he has to admit that this position is definitely better for Huang Shijing than for the people of King Tianduan or King of Heavenly Forsaken.

At least he takes it, and he won't feel like eating.

Fuchuan suddenly saw that the emperor had a clear mind, and then he was sure that there was really no malicious intent, at least for an emperor, openly admitting the selection of the heir, without jokes, if there was a backlash, it would not only be a turmoil to the imperial power, but also unnecessary damage to the political plate.

If it weren't for her sincerity, if she didn't have a bigger conspiracy to design it, he really didn't need to dig a hole for her.

That is, he really wants to entrust the empire to her—or rather, to Jiang Shijing.

Fuchuan is now a soldier, or further reasoning - unless she has exposed her heretical identity, it seems that there is no need to be deceived by the emperor at present, but if he knows her identity, in fact, it is better to knock her out and torture her, but there is no need to push it to the identity of the prince.

So the reasoning can be obtained - Jiang Shijing will inherit the empire in the future.

Because this identity is not hers, the bloodline originates from Jiang Shijing, and Fuchuan is not sure whether the power of the strongest empire of the three empires will make the latter happy to accept it, so it is not easy to refuse at present.

She stood in place, pinching the still soul carving cage, slightly dazed, and also thinking about how to respond to this development when she suddenly heard the announcement from the school emblem on her body.

The square, which had been agitated by the emperor's speech, suddenly fell silent.

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Some people were curious from the beginning that the Central Academy Palace was not present except for those royal students who had to go to watch the ceremony, why did they go, did they all stay in the school? Self-cultivation and learning?

Neither is it.

They were all gathered in the lobby behind the stone monument outside the Central School Palace, looking as if they were about to open the school, but in fact, Dean Zhu Lang smiled and picked out some traitors according to the list.

There is no superfluity, and the light brain releases the incriminating evidence of the relevant personnel in a PPT style, and then hammers it to death on the spot.

I don't bring it locked up.

Because it's not necessary.

There is no torture value, the evidence is conclusive, and the real culprit behind it is also clear at a glance, according to the emperor's plan, the royal court, the military department and the four major blocks of the Central School Palace are cleaned in all aspects, and it is inevitable that after the fallen people are imprisoned, the members of the imperial humerus who are connected with their relatives and all parties are swaying and bothering for the life and death of these people, shaking the current imperial affairs, it is better to beat them to death directly, not only to kill the chickens and monkeys, but also to put an end to the human and financial support required for supervision in the later stage.

Focus on an economic optimization.

So, in the hall with a strong cultural atmosphere, the dean who has been silent for 180 years and has been rumored to have gone to the sea to raise pigs and contract postpartum care for sows only when he ascended the throne on the side of the imperial court to rebel and kill a series of people, he lightly shot a bunch of traitors and individual generals to death.

The blood stained the podium and some of the seats, slimy, and the smell of blood was not stinky, but mostly a little floral.

Why, because the qualifications of sweeping the floor at the entrance of the Central Academy are not bad, not to mention the formal students and teachers, the cultivation is in place, the blood is in place, and the blood substance is the sum of vitality + energy.

Among them, it is now recognized in the Arcane discipline system that among the multiple bloodlines, the animal + plant department is the best match, even if there is no plant bloodline congenitally, in the later stage, it will be through the genetic secret method mastered by Xie Siyi and a few people with various cutting-edge means to get the plant talent or bloodline, so you will find that many high-blooded powerhouses basically have a plant bloodline.

The man's blood naturally scented with herbs and trees.

But if you die too much, this herb fragrance will not be charming, but will make people feel full of fear.

until

When Zhu Long was about to finish dealing with the last few people, all the life breaths of the students he mastered, especially the news from the Red Devil in the Red Yao Tower, alarmed him.

Red Devil: "Notice, Wei Mingtang, a member of the Central Academy's Chiyao Pagoda + Soul Palace, detected the annihilation of the breath of life three minutes ago, and 99 have been confirmed as dead. ”

"Upon testing and dissection and the revelation of internal data - it died from a spelled body."

In the lobby, Ye Gujiu and the others were dead silent, and many people were in a state of stunned state, and it was a little difficult to accept.

Su Musha lowered his head and sent a message to his sister.

The latter replied for a long time.

- It's a pity.

It's a pity.

Who wouldn't dare to say it's a pity?

But Su Mu was in a trance, and then it was sentimental.

Because he is a prince of a high-ranking race like the Divine Dragon, he knows a lot of previous secrets, at least the royal history records the existence of magic spells.

When Shen Qixi muttered with red eyes and asked what a magic spell body was and couldn't believe it, he had already accepted the result.

"Spell body, mortal."

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Born with a soul, the chosen son, God rewards a bite of food, and life is the best match.

These envy and admiration followed all the way, with more than 20 years of youth, if it were not for someone in the same era who overshadowed the edge and followed the fashion, she should have been remembered as a genius in this era.

But she is always low-key and silent, walking alone on the silent road of the high school, going out alone, and going back and forth between the prosperous nobles and the strong alone.

It was as if she would walk across the streets with an umbrella to buy sugar-fried chestnuts and then return to the mass grave when there was a bloody rain in the sky.

No one thought that such a low-key silence, the peerless beauty who manipulated the corpses several times to fight against the wind would disappear so silently.

Not a lot of shocking battles, not a lot of heroic and singable glory, she died of a kind of fate.

It's like a small place where she first emerged many years ago, and there were rich and noble families at the door of the welfare home who stopped her and wanted to support her.

The girl, who was no more than ten years old, stood in the shadow of the mottled wall, quietly looked at the pot-bellied rich businessman, and said calmly.

"I don't have much to live."

"Little girl, you are kidding, there is your physical examination report, your body is very healthy, and even your qualifications are suspected to be extremely high, how can you not live long."

She laughed.

That was the only time she said something like that, and then she stopped explaining it.

Some of the words seem like jokes, but they are actually true.

However, for her thoughts at that time, when she was young, it may be a joke to refer to the more than ten years she will live in the future.

For more than ten years, she felt that it had been a long time.

She persevered for more than ten years.

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When the emperor heard this, his expression was not wavering, but his eyes still fell on one person.

The man stood in the square, and seemed to be a little stunned when he heard the news, compared to the strong reaction of the Tiandu County Lord, she was just silent, her fingers turned the carving cage intentionally or unintentionally, and her fingertips were white as if they were about to melt in the snow.

Then, she suddenly pinched and exploded the carving cage.

In the shattered aura, she turned away.

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She has never been interested in playing with friend or foe.

Only the expectation of getting out of the cage across the countryside, the countryside is the wilderness of the hometown.

She didn't think anyone would get ahead of her.

Every time, someone walked ahead of her.

The road was so long, but it was so dark that she couldn't see the light.

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Fuchuan went back to the stilted attic of Chiyao Tower, took a bath, washed her hair and changed clothes, and when she came out of the bathroom, she didn't have anything abnormal, she only entered her private space, and was ready to tell Jiang Shijing about the emperor.

but

At a glance, Fuchuan saw Jiang Shijing, who was hanging a rope from the ceiling.

She was shocked! After a pause, he calmed down before he said, "I haven't said anything yet, and you're going to hang yourself?" Not really. ”

is just a prince, not a guillotine.

Jiang Shijing was wearing a sexy and beautiful sundress, stepping on the pillar to adjust the length of the rope, and said expressionlessly: "No? Five Kings Red Warrior I thought about how you would have to go mad in the future to get it done, now the Seven Kings Black Warrior, you didn't take my life seriously. ”

It turned out to be because of this.

Fuchuan: "No, there is no difference between the five kings and the seven kings, and those who can be cleared if they go crazy are to lie in bed for a long time, ten or eight years." ”

Her mood was still very stable, and she seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with this operation.

Jiang Shijing reflected on himself: After so many years of crisscrossing the sea of flowers, it is the first time to see such a pure-hearted person take such tiger and wolf words for granted.

"According to what you say, it's better to eat the feast."

"Probably not, your brother is going to make you a prince."

Jiang Shijing was stunned.

Fuchuan looked at her surprised, "Come down first." ”

She was a little afraid that this person would really hang himself.

Jiang Shijing looked at her, "Are you afraid that if I hang myself, you will have to stay and fill this identity, and you really have to do your best for this empire." ”

Do you see it and say it?

Fuchuan: "That's not it, I'm not as bad as you think. ”

She walked over to the bar and poured water, "So, are you reluctant?" ”

Jiang Shijing: "I just don't understand, why is he a young man so anxious to determine the heir, it stands to reason that there is a real lack of heirs, just let a willing woman give birth, as long as people are willing, the resources are in place, and there is no need for any love and love, these big nobles are not like this, and they don't see that he is a potential infatuated lover, and he must be true love." ”

"That's really not infatuation, your brother can't be trapped by love, probably for the long-term consideration of the empire, this position is a hidden danger after all, just like this time I fell into the sea with him, but as long as this bureau is not saved by himself, Chifeng will soon change hands."

Fuchuan's words seemed to be an understatement, but Jiang Shijing didn't need to think much to understand.

"So what do you think, see if this empire is worth it." Jiang Shijing asked Fuchuan.

Fuchuan was a little surprised, and poured her an extra glass of water.

"You're not like someone who consults other people's opinions on major life matters."

"Respecting people who are far better than yourself is also a process of growth."

Fu Chuan sat on a high chair, drank half a glass of water, put it down, and already made a judgment, "Because I have provoked some enemies, the hidden danger is still there, either you are willing to cheat death with this identity and completely break away, otherwise you will die if you don't take this position." ”

"If you don't pick up the position, someone else will always pick it up."

Jiang Shijing actually thought the same way, "It's either me or Huang Qingxuan, even if he doesn't, there are people who suppress me in order to stabilize the royal power." ”

That's it.

And in Fuchuan's opinion, Jiang Shijing's bloodline is there, with her talent and intelligence, after a long time, it will be a matter of time before she surpasses Huang Qingxuan.

That's embarrassing.

"All things considered, either this identity will be hung up, or I can only take it."

Fuchuan actually saw that this person did not reject this identity, and it was probably related to the fact that he was born with power and was keen on power at the beginning.

Jiang Shijing was just thinking about the risks.

"Actually, there is a benefit."

"What?" Fuchuan thought that she was going to talk about the wealth of the empire, but this person smiled slightly, "You can open a harem reasonably, you can have as much as you want, you can't sleep, you can't sleep at all." ”

Fuchuan almost choked, and after swallowing, he exhaled lightly, "That's the truth, it's also good, your brother's missing heir, you make up for it." ”

She doesn't even need to give birth by herself, some people help her give birth, and there is such technology in this world.

Even her world does not lack such technology, so Jiang Shijing can maintain the purity of the royal bloodline better than her brother in a sense.

Fuchuan also made a decision when he saw Jiang Shijing, and he also knew what he should do in the future.

"Then I will deal with this identity in the future, you have to be mentally prepared."

The implication is to let her work hard to cultivate?

Jiang Shijing took a sip of the glass of water and asked, "You are all Seven Kings Black Warriors, what else can I prepare?" Don't tell me you have any other cards. ”

There are, stronger, but I didn't consider exposing this identity, so I won't mention it.

"So your rope is ready to hang the beam?"

"You see that? Yes, I want to know that I can't hang myself, do you have any advice? The means to speed up my cultivation, lately I have always felt so rough that I woke up in a coma after practicing, and I felt that my beard was not shaved, do you know how I feel? ”

Fu Chuan had already felt the resentment of the person in front of him, and was slightly embarrassed, "Then I'll go back and study the equation of the flow of time, and I'll use it for you in a while, but now there is something I can help you." ”

Jiang Shijing was secretly shocked in his heart, this person even had a grasp of the speed of time, and secretly sighed that the king was awesome, and he was also looking forward to this treasure.

"Give it to me."

"Shhhh

Fukawa gave.

Jiang Shijing looked at the palm-sized nail in front of him: "? ”

Fuchuan: "Install the chair on top." ”

Jiang Shijing tried hard to tell himself that he couldn't fight, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't fight him, he couldn't calm down, and the world was peaceful.

Steady, must be steady!

Jiang Shijing, who finally opened the topic, "Have you ever thought that my imperial brother chose you, not Jiang Shijing's identity." ”

Fu Chuan suddenly heard Jiang Shijing's words, paused, washed the water cup and put it away, and said, "Are you interfering with me?" ”

Jiang Shijing secretly scolded really sensitively, but smiled on the surface: "No, I'm just curious, I respect your personal wishes, and I will never think that an old man and an empire that is not your hometown can bind you." ”

She saw that the person in front of her who had never changed back to her original appearance pulled up her slightly drooping hair and tied it up, lightening a little bit of the charm of the green silk shawl, and a little more deserted, but took out a pen and paper to write down her cultivation experience,

"Actually, I may be afraid that it will not be him in the future, but someone else."

Jiang Shijing couldn't see her face clearly, but she was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Did something happen to Wei Mingtang?" ”

She could see it anyway.

Then she saw the man who was writing with his head bowed looking up and staring at her.

"What I said has existed a long time ago."

She finished writing her notes, put down her pen, and went out, Jiang Shijing looked at the notes, thinking about the hidden meaning of Fuchuan's words just now.

- In the past, the future she feared was actually the present, the current situation.

It may also have existed at this stage of time from the past to the present.

She was afraid that she would be shaken by Wei Mingtang's indifferent but dedicated friend who treated her like this.

She was afraid that such a friend would go earlier and farther than her.

She was afraid that she would be lost in a paradise.

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Qianli Minglou came back from the three-line letter and found that it was raining, and she looked up downstairs and saw people lying on the balcony on the second floor.

She didn't speak, went upstairs, took a shower, cooked, read, checked the news, and finally looked at the clock on the wall and went upstairs.

The sliding door opened, and she walked to the balcony and saw the person next door still lying down, a book covering his face.

That book was not a great cultivation book, it was just a literary work in the cultural discipline to which ordinary people belonged.

The Lost Garden.

The title of its book.

There is a line on the cover that says "I leave home early in the morning, walk on the path of the beautiful garden, and at dusk, I don't even return home.

As a super-blooded powerhouse born and raised in this world, people like Qianli Minglou are destined to become adults and generals from birth.

They don't have to think too much about worldly things.

Self-hatred, outlook on life, values, etc., none of these have anything to do with them.

At best, literary books are used to enrich their literary literacy and linguistic logic ability, and if they read books, they mostly read history, conspiracy and various sociology, and this kind of book is rarely touched.

In the words of some teachers: I read this kind of book every day, and I am still lost, you are an idiot? Road idiots hit airships!

If it was before, Qianli Minglou would definitely scoff at this, but judging from Xie Siyi's statement, she, a cheap student, obviously has a good relationship with Wei Mingtang.

Qianli Minglou stood there and didn't speak yet.

Fuchuan pulled down the book, revealing a calm face, "Senior, are you looking for me for something?" ”

I can't see any discomfort in her, as if she is not affected, and even a little bit of detachment.

Qianli Minglou saw the tiredness under this person's eyes.

It's heartfelt, heart-to-heart burnout.

"99, there is also a probability of 1, although the magic body has the fate of death, but with my understanding of it and my understanding of Wei Mingtang's qualifications, the corpse path she deliberately walked was actually preparing for this matter."

"A person's subjective consciousness is strong enough, 1 it is possible to turn the tables."

"Of course, even if there is little hope, it is better to have a certain result than to be entangled like this."

After speaking, Qianli Minglou added, "I'll take you to the land of the dead, no matter whether you succeed or fail, you get a result, put it down when you come back, don't be like this." ”

In fact, their circle pays attention to tempering education, and the death of relatives and friends is an experience, and it is really a slump, and a high-level like Qianli Minglou must not be looked down upon.

Even feel other weakness.

But she made an exception in Fucheon again.

Fuchuan himself also noticed the abnormality of Qianli Minglou, and was a little dazed, but he still said softly: "Senior, do you also lack children?" ”

She has too deep a deep understanding of the human feelings and sophistication of this world, and she knows very well that the emperor and Qianli Minglou, who are calmer than emotional, will only make the most optimal choice, and what to choose must be what is missing.

The emperor chose her obviously to inherit the layout, there is nothing missing in the Qianli Ming Building, and the race is also very high-end, so it is most likely because she has taken on the role of a teacher.

And the person who didn't want to be substituted suddenly suddenly did, most likely because she felt that she was in the eyes and could inherit her "academic inheritance".

Generally, the inheritance of the arcane world is based on the bloodline as the first order, whether it is a student or a child, in fact, there is still an "orthodox bloodline" thinking.

Therefore, under her comprehensive reasoning, she felt that Qianli Minglou regarded herself as a junior.

She seems to be very elderly.

Qianli Ming Building: ""

She was silent for a few seconds before she said, "Don't you know that you're not young, and I'm not that old?" ”

Fuchuan smiled, got up, put on slippers to the railing where the two balconies met, handed the book to Qianli Minglou, and shook it slightly.

Qianli Minglou glanced at her, took the book and opened it to take a look, and the result

The book snapped and closed.

Because I just saw two fat little people pouting and kissing.

Inside is the Q version of the love comics.,The so-called Lost Paradise.,It's to get up early and go out in love.,In the afternoon, I found a friend to press the road.,Returning home at dusk In view of being a road idiot.,So I got lost.。

It's a very simple little story of life.

Ordinary and ordinary, but content with life, is the most ordinary fireworks.

Qianli Minglou was surprised, and "It seems that I am wrong?" ”

That's right.

But she is now Jiang Shijing.

"Life is one hundred and eighty years, and the building is deep and profound, and human life is really too weak, and it will always be lost."

"I value immediate interests more than irreparable."

"Teacher, I have some cultivation problems here, can you help me?"

The girl in the white shirt and ponytail with her hands on the railing looks at you like this for the rest of her life, as if begging you.

Gorgeous and clear, full of contradictions, but a pair of eyes are not gentle in the rain at dusk.

But she is so obvious, when she wants to clear up the relationship, she is a senior, and when she wants to learn something, she is a teacher.

You say she's principled, she's quite adaptable.

It is estimated that next time there is any need, it is not impossible to call Dad.

Qianli Minglou saw that she was not uncomfortable at all by her former friends, but instead focused on her cultivation, and looked at her deeply, "Don't pass 12 o'clock, I'm not a donkey, I have to rest." ”

I still remember the three o'clock incidents.

I didn't think that those modern doctoral supervisors scolding people are already considered cultivated by her.

Fuchuan: ""

It was almost 12 o'clock, Fuchuan said: "Thank you, teacher, it's time." ”

Qianli Minglou was getting up, suddenly looked out of the window, sat down again, and pressed Fuchuan's shoulder to get up and give it away.

"One more lesson, sit down."

Fuchuan: ""

She didn't have to take the initiative to sit down, "Teacher, who are you?" ”

Qianli Minglou said lightly: "You have the final say every time?" Do I still have some authority to be a teacher? Do you learn or not? ”

She's so cold and ruthless.

Fuchuan glanced outside, thoughtful, "That's not what you said about the wrong donkey"

Qianli Minglou: "It's you who grinds, I'll just whip it." ”

Fuchuan: ""

I thank you.

It was made up until five days in the morning, and it was going to be dawn outside.

Qianli Minglou just went out, and before leaving, he also instructed, "Go to bed early after studying, don't go to other places." ”

"Oh." Fuchuan, who was holding his cheek and writing, softened and hardened.

Qianli Minglou left, and after going out, he entered his room, and saw a person sitting on her sofa and napping with her legs crossed.

"Master Xie doesn't seem to know how to write the word politeness, so he came uninvited and came in without notice."

Qianli Minglou looked at the person who occupied his sofa and was cold and sharp.

Xie Siyi rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, "I haven't been in contact with it, and I don't know that Master Qianli, who has known as a time treacherous snake, can teach others so earnestly, which is eye-opening." ”

Qianli Minglou: "It has nothing to do with you, if you want to come to her to tell her about Wei Mingtang, I personally suggest that you don't take her to save people, otherwise it will alarm Huang Guzhou." Why don't you let me go with you. ”

Xie Siyi: "With all due respect, you protect her so much because your family has thin heirs, and you can't find a few snakes and snakes of the same clan in the whole world, because you take a fancy to her time talent and want to inherit the mantle?" ”

She looks like she needs to recognize the cub so much?

Qianli Minglou frowned, he didn't like the teasing tone of this person's reference to the time snake, "The five primordial life forms naturally have the characteristic of attracting or repelling each other, and the discord between you and me is a habitual historical problem, but you are also so close to her, not because of Wei Mingtang." ”

Xie Siyi: "Also? ”

Qianli Minglou: "You pay attention to this, it seems that my guess is correct - she is the fifth great lifeform." But the memory of the Sea Hidden Ant can't reach this level, unless it mutates and promotes, and the East China Sea Snake area is the most suitable place, and the demon moss is available. So, she was there, and you were there. ”

"Aren't you just worried that I've already guessed it, so you came to block me?"

She has been suspicious recently, but she has not investigated deeply, because it is a matter of other people's privacy, and she has no problem with finding the root cause.

It's not about working in world arbitration.

"What do you think she is?" Xie Siyi denied this kind of question, and even asked rhetorically.

Qianli Minglou was silent for a moment, "I've been in contact, and I think it's not, since you deny it, then I'll treat her as not, I guess it's wrong, you can go." ”

The reason why I feel uncertain is because they are a real primitive life race, but Fuchuan only has that sense of existence after merging with the little ant of the Infernal Hidden King, so the feeling of Qianli Minglou is unstable.

Just now, he tested Xie Siyi a little, but he only saw the latter's curiosity and rhetorical question, as if he was interested in exploring the Phoenix Shijing, and Qianli Minglou was in the sense of responsibility of being a master, but blocked this detection.

Xie Siyi didn't love to rely on other people's personalities, the master had spoken, and she got up: "What do you think of the magic body?" ”

Qianli Minglou: "A hundred deaths, there is not much hope." ”

Xie Siyi: "Do you know how many spell bodies there were back then, and how many were alive?" ”

Qianli Minglou's brows tightened, staring at Xie Siyi.

Xie Siyi smiled: "Don't look at me like this, as a reward for helping our emperor, he gave me some cube contents, but he also carried another requirement - to remain loyal to the empire, in fact, he is not loyal to the royal family, even Huo Ling couldn't do such a mind back then." ”

Qianli Minglou was stunned.

Xie Siyi straightened his sleeves, "But I think more - he seems to be supporting Gu." ”

"You say that an emperor is so drastic in his efforts to keep the army and military forces for the empire, and entrust his ministers with such a move—this kind of move is usually only done when the time limit is approaching."

"If he dies, the empire is replaced, and the prince has been in the dynasty for less than two years, what will the temple do?"

"So, I'm here to find you at night, is there anything more powerful in this world than the Soul Eater and the Time Serpent joining forces? By the way, she still has the Elemental Tyrant in her hands. ”

"It is estimated that Huang Guzhou has also thought that the biggest purpose of taking her into the sea to devour the land is to give her an elemental tyrant."

"You can also make a Chaos Cube."

Xie Siyi added in her heart: She also has the Infernal Hidden King.

This situation is even more explosive than the emperor predicted.

"Master Chisa, are you interested in supporting the lord of a world with me?"

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In the morning dew, the balcony flowers and plants are lush and beautiful, Xie Siyi opened the door and smiled at the person who sent her out: "It's just that it's a long talk for so long, do you want to send me so warmly?" It's not like I won't come next time. ”

Qianli Minglou frowned, and was about to say something to refute this person's nonsense, when he suddenly noticed the next door.

On the balcony next door, Fuchuan happened to be watering the flowers.

Seeing that the two of them came out one after another, and Qianli Minglou also changed his clothes, Mo calculated the time when the other party went home and told herself not to run around She was stunned for three seconds, silently put down the shower, and walked back to her room.

Before pulling the door, he said to the two of them: "Excuse me, I will knock on the door when I go out of the balcony in the future." ”

With a snap, she closed the door and closed the curtains.

"You did it on purpose?"

"yes, happy?"

Qianli Minglou gritted his teeth, and could only watch the bad Xie Siyi walk away.

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Inside the house, Fu Chuan felt funny, but he also figured out Xie Siyi's intention, this person was playing tricks on Qianli Minglou, ostensibly to form an alliance, but in fact he was tying up the relationship, after all, Qianli Minglou was in the East China Sea at that time, and it was likely that she could see something with her racial characteristics, in order to prevent her from telling this information to Zhu Cage or Huang Guzhou, the best way was to trick the other party into the boat.

Xie Siyi has always been good at this.

But Fukawa didn't put her mind into that, she looked through the window at a place.

Court of Arbitration.

Her face no longer had the stability of facing Jiang Shijing, the cold-blooded face of Qianli Minglou, only a pair of eyes that burned cold in the dim light of the room.

She knows very well that whether Wei Mingtang can survive depends on that 1, and no one can help her by herself.

She had studied the spell body and knew it well.

But if the time was extended, she hadn't had a seizure, and she had already found a way to suppress it, which was actually irreversible.

The past, present, and future are actually a line of cause and effect.

The beginning of the line is in the Court of Arbitration.

Fukawa bowed his head, took out a match, lit it, and lit it on an ancient oil lamp, letting the orange flame climb the silhouette on his face.

Then she pressed her fingers slightly.

The fragile match snapped in response.

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At this time, in the arbitration court, Jiang Xiaoman raised his head and looked at the little ant that had climbed to his fingertips.

The numb eyes were hidden in the darkness, but the white bones and flesh of the scabbed fingers moved slightly, as if they were stroking the little ant and as if the little ant was caressing her.

Everything is in the dark. ：，，