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"If you want to die, I won't stop you, but do you have evidence that she did it?" Seeing Ye Qingqing struggling, Ling Muhua simply let go of his hand.

Because of inertia, Ye Qingqing took two steps forward, and finally covered his head in pain, "Damn, damn, what should I do, I'm going to kill her!" ”

She shouldn't have been thrown into a black hole in the first place, but her neck should have been cut off and buried, and there would have been no today.

At this time, Ye Qingqing somewhat understood the truth of the saying that wildfires can't be burned and the spring breeze blows again, and if you want to do something, you must cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Seeing Ye Qingqing's helpless appearance at the moment, Ling Muhua felt a trace of pity in his heart, squatted down beside her, and patted his shoulder.

"Okay, let's take a long-term view of this matter, maybe it's not her, but ............"

"It's her, I'm sure I'm her", Ye Qingqing interrupted Ling Muhua's words, his eyes flashing with anger.

Finding Ling Muhua's slightly displeased eyes, Ye Qingqing was aggrieved, and the pear blossoms brought rain, timidly stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother Muhua, in the future, Qing'er will only have you, woo woo woo ......", the feeling of being needed always makes people proud, and Ling Muhua is no exception.

Coupled with the warm jade in his arms, he looked uneasy like a little rabbit, which greatly aroused his desire to protect, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and hugged Ye Qingqing tightly.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay......"

The two leaned on each other, and Ye Qingqing urged them intentionally or unintentionally, Ling Muhua lowered his head and kissed the red lips that could only be tasted lightly.

The fiery aura quickly made the two lose their sense of proportion, and Ling Muhua, who directly hugged the beauty, waved his sleeve, and the door was immediately closed.

The curtain of the bed is lowered, and the overlapping figures on the bed, together with the symphony of one after another, play the most primitive human sound.

In a far, far away place from the Imperial Academy, on a vast sea, a small, but exquisitely decorated three-story ship.

A man in a black brocade robe stood in the wind, wearing a mask, giving people the feeling of being high up and not allowed to enter.

He looked into the distance, his hands behind his back, but suddenly he saw a dark cloud in the distance, and his eyes narrowed.

The clouds lingered for a long time, blocking a ray of sunlight, which seemed strange to outsiders, but it seemed to him a hint.

He immediately stretched out his hands, and the place was the size of a large bowl, which looked like a compass that some Feng Shui masters in the world would use.

He dripped a drop of his own blood on it, and then made a strange movement in his hand, and immediately emitted light on the astrolabe.

There were characters, some of which began to rotate like dials, and finally stopped, pointing in the direction where the clouds had gathered, and the clouds were gradually dissipating as if they had never appeared.

"How so?" , not convinced, he repeated it again, and the answer he got was still the same.

The man who looked at the distance and was silent for a long time suddenly turned around and walked towards the second floor.

The subordinates who looked like guards guarding the side immediately bent down frequently, "Holy Monarch." ”

This person is none other than the Holy Venerable of the Immortal Realm, because of some things, he happened to go to sea before the night poured into the immortal realm, and because of the wide sea, he met each other for a while.

"How many days do you have left to reach the Immortal Realm?" , came to the helmsman's side, and the Holy Monarch asked indifferently.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Monarch would appear, the helmsman was stunned for a moment, and immediately bent down to reply, "Enlightening the Holy Monarch, it will probably take six or seven days." ”

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