"The Armageddon is about to begin, Xiao Hei still hasn't woken up, this time it's really troublesome, I can only pray, don't have a strong enemy to attack!"

In the palace of the Emperor of War, Ye Qinghan sat on the bed, wearing a pair of black autumn pants, his upper body was bare, revealing a vigorous wheat-colored muscles, and he held a black war knife more than two meters long in his hand, like a knife, his face was full of sorrow. book network . v o d t . c o m

"The Great!"

A pair of dazzling white jade hands stretched out from behind him, hugging his strong and sturdy chest, and then a beautiful face that was disgusting and joyful came out from behind, put it on the shoulder, kissed him on the face, and asked with flattering eyes: "What are you thinking? But Yiyi didn't serve well just now? The backyard flower serves you, and you're not very comfortable yet, Yiyi will definitely behave well next time, okay?"

Ye Qinghan smiled, the sorrow in his heart was temporarily suppressed, he reached out and stroked Zhu Yi's smooth face, turned his head and pecked on his delicate red lips and said, "It's none of your business, I'm just worried about the Armageddon!"

"Emperor, it's not Yi Yi who said you, your strength, any Nine Rank Supreme is not an opponent. With you, who would dare to come up and send us to death? We are just on the defensive, and we don't participate in the melee, I don't think even the stupid heterotopic powerhouse will come to gnaw on our hard bones!"

Zhu Yi has been grinding with Ye Qinghan's ears and temples for the past few years, and he has become more and more silent under his manly charm. The night is very gentle and cold, and he cares for his own women. The women of this world like to cling to the strong the most, and Ye Qinghan is the strongest of the strong, and the character is still so good, how can Zhu Yi not be obsessed?

"I hope so!"

Ye Qinghan couldn't say it, his soul was mutated, the power of the cold was weird, he couldn't do it in the big battle, and there was the threat of the God Emperor Supreme, he didn't dare to tell anyone. It's not that he can't believe Zhu Yi, it's just that this kind of pressure, it's hard enough to bear it alone, why let his woman suffer with him?

Exhaling a breath, Ye Qinghan pretended to be relaxed, turned his head and said warmly: "Yiyi, if we can not die this time, come back to Yanlong City with me! I will treat you well! If you like to play the game of virtual phoenix and fake phoenix, you can just play with Ling'er, hehe, of course we can also play together!"

Zhu Yiqiao's face turned red, and the jade hand knocked the night lightly a few times, but it caused a pair of snow on her chest to roll up and down, and she said angrily and angrily: "People don't like to play that kind of game, those things are cold, not as good as yours... Good. When Yi Yi was young, because the women of the clan were abused, he was very disgusted with men since he was a child. However, since the first time you... Oh, let's not talk about it, I'm ashamed!"

Ye Qinghan became curious when she heard this, and hugged Zhu Yi with one hand and let her lie on her lap. Then he picked up the two-meter-long God Butcher Knife, aimed at her snow-white buttocks, slapped it with the blade, and said viciously: "Go on!

"The emperor spares his life, the little girl is afraid of you, you emperor is so domineering!"

Zhu Yi was in pain, and writhed uneasily, Bai Huahua's body was dizzy when she saw the night light and cold, and the black hair coiled up high was also messy, even more charming, she climbed up, straddled Ye Qinghan's body, put her hands around his neck, bit her lips, lowered her brows, and her face was flushed, even the roots of her ears were red, and she whispered for a long time: "For the first time, people were forced by you, although... Although extremely sad and angry, extremely shy, but... But I feel a taste like I've never felt before, the more you rub and abuse Yiyi, the more excited Yiyi feels, especially when you spray that thing on Yiyi's face, Yiyi feels... It felt like my soul was trembling. Not... Emperor, isn't Yi Yi shameless, is Yi Yi a slut?"

Ye Qinghan looked at Zhu Yi solemnly, and then nodded very seriously and said, "It's a little... However, the master likes it!haha!"

Zhu Yi waved his pink fist, gently smashed it on Ye Qinghan's chest, and finally buried his head in Ye Qinghan's arms, and said shyly: "Well, I'm not coming, the emperor makes fun of Yiyi!"

Ye Qinghan stroked Zhu Yi's hair, then held her face with both hands, and said seriously: "Hehe, I didn't mean to make fun of you, everyone has her life experience, everyone has her character, as long as it's not a big evil." As for... How you want to live, just follow your heart, don't care about the eyes of others, as long as you can live a happy life! What else in this world is more important than being happy?"

"Hee-hee, it's better to be the emperor!"

Zhu Yi grinned, and then suddenly remembered something, laughed, laughed so that his eyes and eyebrows were bent, and said in a smug manner: "Emperor, you have taken the Ice Queen, I think he has a good impression of you! It's very flavorful, hee-hee..."

"What are you talking about? What kind of person do you think I am? Do you go up when you see someone? That is, it's a brute! This emperor is such a casual person?"

Ye Qinghan glared at Zhu Yi with raised eyebrows, and said righteously. Then he pursed his lips, glanced at Zhu Yi casually, and asked in a low voice, "She... Do you really have a crush on me?"

......

Beyond the Magic Mountain, the Divine Realm Barracks.

The Ice Queen is still standing outside the Magic Mountain Passage like an ice sculpture, with a pretty face like condensed cream, a pair of dark eyes, looking at the swarthy passage in a daze, and a graceful body under Shengxue's white clothes, swaying in the wind, like a snow lotus on an iceberg.

"Whew!"

In the military camp in the distance, a figure quickly swept over, stood in front of the Ice Queen, and said respectfully: "Queen, the time is almost up, see if you can gather the soldiers to prepare!"

"Coming soon?"

The Ice Queen's eyes finally turned, and she turned to look at the Wind Moon Monarch, and then with a wave of her jade hand, she suddenly struck out a wave of qi into the air in front of her, and the air suddenly shook layer by layer.

"Gongtian is not dead, the Emperor is still alive!Gather the Divine Realm Legion and prepare for the Armageddon!"

The Ice Queen saw the five people in the sky who were shocked by herself, her face showed two delicate flushes, she smiled sweetly, and shouted.

"The Yejia army listens to the order, and all the Divine Realm legions listen to the order, pack up and assemble! Prepare to enter the battlefield and welcome the return of the Emperor!"

"Whew!"

The roar of the Wind Moon Monarch was like a fuse, and countless figures burst out from the camp, and when they saw that Gongtian was still alive, all of them were greatly boosted. Gongtian is a soul slave who is light and cold at night, and this has quietly spread among low-level martial artists.

The sky is not dead, the night is light and cold... It's still alive!

A million warriors were sorted out in just a moment, all the swords and armor were on their bodies, and they were awe-inspiring, standing neatly outside the passage, waiting to be teleported into the battlefield of Armageddon.

Gongtian and the others glanced at each other one after another, and began to prepare secretly. Although I know that the plane battlefield basically does not teleport wrong, but what if something goes wrong, it teleports indiscriminately, and teleports to the side of the alien legion?

The Ice Queen and the Wind Moon Monarch stood at the forefront, their eyes brighter than the stars, and the two of them looked up at the high magic mountain, silently waiting.

"Buzz!"

Finally—

A white light enveloped everyone, an irresistible force enveloped everyone, everyone's eyes were flowered, the scene in front of them changed, appeared on a mountain peak, the ground of the mountain peak was extremely flat, and a million people still maintained their original formation, neat and solemn.