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When the two arrived at the end, they still felt that they were not addicted. They simply abandoned their beasts and relied on the law.

The two men competed and found that their respective methods are not weak.

The temperament of cultivation is the special power of the wind. In the sky, like a fish, it is like a cloud.

Although the little monster is not the power of the wind, but he inherited a part of the stars casually, and has the guidance of a famous teacher like the Fenggu Shendi, in the sky, like the same meteor, the body is comparable.

Both of them are thought-minded and popular. After some competition, they like Ye Lingyue. They also have a sense of mutual respect.

But seeing the sky, there is a red, gray and two figures walking side by side.

"Kid, do you like Lingyue?"

The thin feeling squinted at the little monster.

The little monster didn't say anything.

He is different from the thin feelings, and the affection of Ye Lingyue is what the individual can see.

But the little monster, because of childhood experience, has always been very restrained.

He buried the love of Ye Lingyue deeply in his heart and easily refused to show it to outsiders.

Today, he was asked by a sensation, and his face was crossed with a touch of color.

"I'm sorry? But you didn't expect it. You are not an opponent, not to mention the emperor."

The flirtatious mouth, along the way, he has analyzed the little monster, and finally decided that the little monster can not be his opponent.

"Imperial?"

The little monster is alert, and it's hard to make Ye Lingyue and other admirers.

"The emperor is the seal, you should recognize it."

There is no such thing as a thin feeling, how the emperor became a general of the gods, and this is not known.

But that kid can climb from a god, all the way to the censor, it shows that there are some means.

"I can't compare, you can compare?"

The little monster is not very airy.

As the son of the Nine Nights and Lanchuchu, the little monster's own talent and opportunity are very good, and now there is a cultivation of the grandfather Fenggu Shendi.

He never felt that he was worse than the emperor. The only thing that was not as good as the kid was that he was worse than himself.

I have never been born, and my life has the sorrow of my heart. It is the biggest regret of the little monster.

If he met Ye Lingyue earlier, he believed that he would not lose to the emperor.

"Oh, anyway, we are both cannon fodder, but at least, at the bottom of my heart, I am more important than you."

The heart of the heart is not a taste, the mind of the little monster, but it is not his heart.

He was so dead and dead, and when Ye Lingyue was a little bit late than the emperor, he missed his heart.

"Which eyes do you see, in her mind, are you more important than me?"

The little monster knows that he can't compare with the emperor in this life, but he is convinced that he is very special in Ye Lingyue's mind.

"Nature is more important than you, but I am a good brother, a confidante, what are you. That is the son of his enemies."

Thin emotions are scornful.

His voice fell, and the face of the little monster changed.

"How do you know that I am... who told you, who are you?"

The biggest regret of the little monster's heart is that it is a relationship with the nine nights.

My own mother, the past life has done so excessively for Ye Lingyue, this matter has always been a thorn in his heart.

He did not expect that today, this thorn, will be so thin, such an outsider, **** pull up.

"What is the relationship between me and Lingyue? What will she tell me in my heart?"

He was so smug, and he wouldn't tell the little monster if he killed him. This was what he told him when Yunxiao and he went to save them.

As for the relationship between the little monster and the nine-night night, the thin feeling just looked at a few small monsters, and he felt that he was very similar to the nine nights.

I just don't know how the Northland gods who have blinded their eyes and are blinded by lard have never found out.

However, since no one says it is broken, it will naturally not be said more.

"Nonsense, Lingyue can't tell you about these things."

The little monsters and the thin feelings, because of the nine nights, the two had originally eased a lot of atmosphere, and suddenly they were nervous again.

The two of them will start to move their hands.

It was at this time that there was a squad of soldiers in the direction of the mountains.

"Is the messenger of the gods?"

When the little monster saw the service of the coming man, he knew that this person was under the seat of the **** of the valley.

He has four or five days of travel from the Zhushen Mountain. The messenger suddenly arrives, and there must be something urgent.

"Seeing Captain Zeng, there is a letter from you here, so be sure to disassemble it."

When the messenger saw the little monster, he couldn't help but look forward. He quickly stepped forward and handed a letter to the little monster.

The little monster glanced at the letter, revealing a few unpleasant colors.

"Tell the person who wrote the letter, her letter, I will not accept it."

There is no signature on the letter, but the little monster is still recognized at a glance, only because of the letter, there is a wax seal of the white magnolia pattern, which is from Lanchuchu.

Since Lan Chuchu knew that the little monster was his own son, he had been entangled in the little monster.

From writing letters to some daily clothes, food and shelter, Lan Chu Chu Ming will send people to take care of them.

Her actions, when they were in the mountains of the gods, also attracted many misunderstandings of their peers. They all secretly praised them and said that the little monsters had paid for the peach blossoms.

But the little monsters know that this is all the tricks that Lanchuchu used.

The woman, who had cruelly discarded herself earlier, even murdered her mouth.

Now that I found out that I have been reborn, I want to repair my relationship. He has no mother and child relationship with her.

So the letter written by Lan Chuchu, the little monster is thrown aside at a time.

It's just that Lan Chuchu has never sent a letter to him like this.

"Oh, this is a bad faith. You can't see it, you are quite popular."

A sensational look, a similar sentimental letter, in fact, a thin feeling can receive a dozen every day.

He is different from the little monsters, and he grows a sultry face and kills both men and women.

"Whatever your business."

The little monster glanced at him.

"The captain, the man said, this letter is about life and death, you must see."

The messenger was also anxious.

Earlier, the little monster had been reluctant to accept the letter of Lan Chu Chu, so this letter has been delayed in the mountains of the gods for a few days.

Can Lan Chuchu is very anxious, urging again and again, the messenger in desperation, can only come to find a small monster.

The little monster sneered at the bottom of his heart, not much to say, took the letter.

The messenger just breathed a sigh of relief, but knowing the next moment, the palm of the little monster shook, and the letter was turned into powder in his palm.

"Captain, are you this?"

The messenger panicked.

"What is her life and death with me?"

The little monster said coldly, no longer say more, continue to hurry.