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Chang Sun Xueying will cooperate with the ancestral ancestor of Xinghe, which makes Ye Lingyue somewhat surprised.

This is not like the style of the grandson.

After all, the nickname of the ancestor of Xinghe is outside, and cooperation with it, will the Taoist door not be pursued?

When Ye Lingyue said that he was a grandson, he looked at the emperor.

The emperor did not respond at all, as if the man was not his fiancee at all.

Could it be said that the other party was stimulated by the emperor, so it was only in a rage to cooperate with the ancestral ancestors?

"The woman must be mad at the heart, and actually cooperate with the villains like the ancestors of the Xinghe. I want to tell Master to tell the head to go, so that the grandson can not eat and walk."

Night Lingguang can be regarded as an opportunity to catch, he quickly pulled out a set of pen and ink, and he is ready to start a small report.

"Do you think that Master's words have a weight in front of the palm of your hand?"

In the middle of the night, he gave him a cold look.

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The night ray pen is next.

Although his family's identity in Daomen is not low, he has no power.

This is a strange mad priest himself, all day crazy, not keeping the door clear rules and regulations, the head to see him old trouble.

As for Chang Sun Xueyu and her master, it is different.

The head is very important to them.

"And, can you leave here?"

In the middle of the night, the night Lingguang has already dropped the pen, and it's too lazy to talk about it.

"The gentleman's revenge is not too late. After I have found the best of heaven, I must make my grandson look good."

Night glory molars Huo Huo.

Ye Lingyue laughs and laughs.

Not to mention the best weather, if the Tianhe River falls, the water and food in the camp will be warned sooner or later.

They must think about it and find food and water again.

That night, Ye Lingyue and everyone discussed, decided to choose a group of people to come out the next day, go to find water and food.

In the middle of the night, in the camp, the city people and the indigenous people are each according to one side.

They are guarding each other and the hostility is obvious.

Although they entered the Fengtian camp, these city people are still not at ease.

They always thought that these infinite natives would not be so kind, they must have other pictures.

The urban people of Xiangning City were sleepy and fearful, and they all pulled their heads.

In the middle of the night, I heard a sound of Sasso.

The city people were awakened, but they found that some refugees got up and walked out of the camp. They stretched their faces and let the elderly and children of the city and the women enter the camp.

Although the tone is not very friendly, the action has proved everything.

At this time, a slight sob came.

In the dark night, a city citizen burst into tears.

Urgent, second, third... crying is like a wildfire.

"What happened?"

When Ye Lingyue and others came out, they saw this scene.

"City Lord, you are our city owner, we are willing to follow the city. No matter what happens in the future, we are born to the city people of the ancient city of Lausanne, and the death is the ghost of the ancient city of Lausanne."

Thousands of city people, after experiencing the abandonment of the ancestral ancestors and the acceptance of the indigenous people, finally realized that they were all in tears.

Among them, some people took the lead.

Ye Lingyue is also full of horror.

"You, we accept you and have no other meaning, just don't want to see death in the face of natural disasters. Tell you the truth, the ancient city of Lausanne is just a waste city. Even if you really rushed to me, I have no place to reset you. ""

Ye Lingyue spread his hands.

In the name of the ancient city of Lausanne, it was only to participate in the annual assessment of the Cangmeng Federation.

But now she has offended Prince Crow, I am afraid that the Federation will not forgive them.

"Let the city owner accept us. Without the city, we can build it."

Xiangning City is not built by our ancestors.

"We will always be loyal to the city."

The city people insisted that they should follow Ye Lingyue.

In the midst of troubles, these civilians have no choice at all.

Instead of being abandoned, it is better to rely on a strong leader.

They also saw that Ye Lingyue was the owner of the Fengtian camp.

Although this woman looks like a general strength, she has a broad heart.

Follow her, at least they won't be abandoned anymore.

The city people have been slamming.

They only ask for a place to live.

"A sister, you promised them, this is a ready-made city citizen, and I have asked, many are craftsmen."

At night, Ling Mimi stepped forward and shouted next to him.

He had earlier opposed the release of Auntie, but he changed his mind when he asked.

With these city people, the ancient city of Lausanne may not be rebuilt.

A sister offended the Star River ancestor and offended the Prince of Man.

After the fall of the Tianhe River, A sister is afraid that there is nowhere to go.

This is not the case, it is better to take down the ancient city of Lausanne, the first city residents to stay, the city can be slowly built.

"This"

Ye Lingyue hesitated.

But at this time, Ye Lingyue's eyelids jumped.

"Taro! Quickly promise them, these are all ready-made resources."

A familiar voice suddenly appeared.

"who?"

The emperor's light changed.

He and Ye Lingyue looked up at the sky at the same time.

"Heaven! What is that?"

In the camp, there was a burst of exclamation.

But in the sky, there is a palace that descends from the sky.

Really a palace!

The palace fell straight and the goal was to seal the camp.

"No, will the Tianhe fall and fall off the house?"

The night stunned and stunned.

The palace, which shuttles through the meteorites, is extremely fast, and it is perfect to avoid every meteorite.

The Tianhe River falls, and it seems that it is nothing at all in its eyes.

The voice fell, Ye Lingyue's body shape changed, and swept out of the camp.

Behind him, the clothes creaked, and Ye Lingyue looked back, and he saw the emperor followed.

"What are you doing with me?"

Ye Lingyue wonders.

"protect you."

The emperor said coolly.

He and Ye Lingyue are now cooperative.

Ye Lingyue language plug.

She ignored the emperor and flew to the temple.

The temple is getting closer and closer, and the joy of Ye Lingyue's eyes is becoming more and more obvious.

It is the temple of Yangquan, and it is really the temple of Yangquan.

"The candle is old!"

The familiar voice that Ye Lingyue only heard was the candlelight!

In a hundred years, the finger is over.

She left the ninety-nine places for a hundred years.

Last time, when Xin Lin contacted her, she told Ye Lingyue that she and the old man of the candle and the owner of the Yangquan Temple would come to Yangling with the Yangquan Temple. Ye Lingyue had been waiting for it, waiting The old man reunited.

Especially Xin Lin and candlelight, if not for them, Ye Lingyue is afraid that it is hard to gather souls.

She must thank them very much.

The temple is still falling, and Ye Lingyue's feet have passed through several pieces of meteorites that have fallen rapidly, and soon they are in front of the temple.

The temple is still the same, and Ye Lingyue flew into the temple.