Fairy Liqiang's eyes finally changed completely.

It became a hot, boiling thing, like flaming magma suppressed underground, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Why? Why did he have to die?"

"Everything is just an excuse, he could have been the optimus pillar of our three seedlings. He was originally able to lead our three seedlings to rise in the world and become an existence comparable to Zhuan Xuan and Dijiang. Even... Surpass them. ”

Fairy Liqiang said in a very firm tone.

Then his voice became more and more excited and cold: "But you, it's you, for the sake of power, for the so-called tribal peace, all joined forces to kill him." His body was burned to charred ashes with the Nine Heavens Fire, and then his ashes were blown to the north and south of the world with the Wind of the Nine Shadows. ”

"Every night, I could hear his wailing, crying in every corner of heaven and earth. You personally killed the opportunity for Sanmiao to turn into Jiuli again, you broke your backbone, and you are used to living on your knees. One day, when someone chooses to stand up, you will pounce on him, gnaw at his flesh, and suck his marrow dry. ”

The voice of the Liqiang fairy seemed to echo back from the depths of the deep river, and the indifference finally thawed, but what was hidden deep was the cold and resentment that could not be solved.

The middle-aged patriarch looked at such a Liqiang fairy, and his interest suddenly decreased greatly.

No matter how beautiful the face is, it can't save a blackened heart.

Although it is said that the white hair is black when cut, this black is not the other black.

The blackening of the Liqiang Fairy is an abomination that radiates from the heart.

She seemed to hate everything, and the smell of destruction emanated from her bones.

Even people with such a good appetite in Chu He are no longer interested in watching it.

The middle-aged patriarch also calmed down, and when he was no longer governed by instinct, his sense of responsibility as a patriarch finally made him realize.

The election of marriage must not continue.

Of course, this time he is not for selfish desires, but he must not let Fairy Liqiang get out of trouble and get out of Sanmiao.

Otherwise, sooner or later, she will bring an irresistible downfall to Sanmiao.

"You're not going to be happy! You really hate everything, you want to ruin everything. You won't succeed!" The middle-aged patriarch seemed to repeat a meaning, reinforcing his tone and determination.

Li Qiang suddenly waved his hand and tore off part of his clothes.

Snow-white skin, under the refraction of the sparkling light, has a sickly whiteness.

Half a piece of fragrant shoulder, a little powder back.

So naked... Lu, in fact, can't even compare to some of the slightly daring summer women's clothing in modern times.

But at this moment, there is a kind of fragrance... Glamorous.

Perhaps, this is human nature!

If you look at it generously, you will feel unimpressed.

But by looking at it secretly, I forced it to open it, but I felt extremely exciting.

Oh!

The middle-aged patriarch was still puzzled.

only to find that the water waves were rippling again.

The eldest witch, the second old witch, and the third old witch actually came together.

When they saw the Liqiang fairy with a cold face, a slightly sad and angry expression, and a tattered shirt, the expressions of the three old witches became embarrassed in unison.

Looking at the middle-aged patriarch on the side, who was obviously ill-intentioned, the three old witches were even more trembling with anger.

"Patriarch, why are you here? Why did these female slaves fall to the ground after being struck by your unique style?"

The three old witches have always been close to each other, so they don't get along well with the two old witches and the patriarch Guan Dou of the pro-Gonggong clan.

Although the second old witch did not speak, this was a statement.

He used to go in and out with the patriarch.

The old witch said slowly: "Guandou! You should know that the goddess must be perfect before she gets married. This is not only a respect for the identity of the goddess, but also... Respect for the leaders of the Confederate Tribes. ”

"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense... "One set of denials is three-in-a-row, and the view is self-taught. Of course, the last word was said to Liqiang.

Of course, he forgot that Li Qiang actually didn't say anything from Fang Cai to now.

Sometimes, however, silence is the best complaint.

No one believed the denial of Guandou.

Except for Chu He, who has watched the whole play.

However, Chu He was watching the play comfortably, and of course he would not jump out to explain to Guandou.

For this play, Chu He is becoming more and more interested.

Of course, I am more interested in the knife mentioned by Liqiang and Guandou.

The ominous knife.

Awakened the bloodline of Jiuli, and the ominous knife that can be picked up.

There are indeed not many options for Chu He to imagine.

"But... Isn't the Tiger Blade a setting in the comics? Could it be that there really is?"

"But... I can't say, since I can reveal some things in the cultivation realm, change the setting, and use it to let Bai Wen write online articles. Then why can't someone give some information to the cartoonist and ask them to use it as material to draw the comic?"

Let go of the imagination of the Tiger Knife and leave this issue alone for the time being.

Although Chu He was interested in this knife.

After all, a sword song is like a dream, and Chu He has not sung it all yet.

The sword has the chaotic stubborn iron integrated into the Zhuxian Sword Array as a spare tire, although it is still 108,000 miles away from refining into a sword, but it is still a thought.

And Chu He's best knife technique in the morning has a tendency to be abandoned.

After all, there was no treasure knife in his hand, and some of the original knife-type magic weapons could no longer keep up with the rhythm of Chu He and could not meet his needs.

It would be great if you could get your hands on the Tiger Sword.

As for the unknown knife, it is out of the defense master...

This problem, although Chu He may not necessarily have the confidence to solve. But you can go to Kunlun to find Master!

Apprentice, Yuan Shi Tianzun didn't even give a magic weapon, now help wash it, it should be no problem!

The Chu River was imagining, and the atmosphere in the bamboo building was becoming more and more stiff.

Guandou struggled to explain.

But the realistic picture presents the most unfavorable situation for him.

He even tried hard to express Liqiang's ambitions and plans.

It's a pity... In this way, at this moment, it is like forcibly spilling sewage on an innocent goddess who sacrificed herself for the tribe in order to exonerate herself.

Not convincing at all.

Looking at the three old witches who were reprimanding Guandou and warning Guandou not to be presumptuous.

Chu He sighed, these are really three old fools.

How to say that Guandou is also the patriarch, even if the power is checked and balanced by them, it should not be so head-on with Guandou.

What's more, no matter what the scene and situation in front of you are.

As the patriarch, Guan Dou should pay more or less attention to what he said, how can he take it for granted that it is prevarication and ignorance?

Either/or, this is the most mindless idea.

Seeing that there was nothing good to watch, the Chu River swung its tail and swam slowly, like all ordinary fish, swimming downstream.

Then, before dawn, he returned to the painting boat and quietly put away the robot.

It's like never leaving.

"Knowing these inside stories, I won a big victory in the marriage election, and I was nine times out of ten. But whether or not you can find the ominous knife through her is worth thinking about and weighing!" Chu He touched his chin and fell into deep thought.