Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Qing Yanci glanced at him indifferently, and said: "I told you not to make up your own mind, but you actually did such a thing while I was drunk. I didn't blame you, how dare you blame me?"

Qing Lanyue hissed, "I said you boy, what's your attitude?"

The young man's cold eyes made people shudder, "Brother has nothing else to do, so I'll go back first. There are still many things to deal with in the barracks, so don't delay."

Qing Yanci turned around and was about to leave, Qing Lanyue pressed his shoulder in a hurry, "Can you listen to the words?"

But the young man snorted softly and said: "I'm still angry with my brother, please don't ask for trouble."

After all, he put one hand on Qing Lanyue's wrist that was pressing on his shoulder, and then pulled it violently.

Qing Lanyue was hit by his strength, and the two just started fighting.

"Good boy, dare to fight with me, are you impatient?" Qing Lanyue said angrily.

The young man snorted coldly, "Brother is no match for me now, so it's better not to lose face."

These words undoubtedly fueled Qing Lanyue's anger, and Qing Lanyue's usual good temper could not withstand Qing Yanci's anger.

"Okay, it may be a long time since we brothers took the written test, let's compete today to see who has the higher cultivation level!"

The two started fighting, and for a while, there was a crackling sound in Tianjun Hall, the table, chairs, and vases fell to the ground, and even the load-bearing jade pillars in the hall had several cracks.

The two refused to give in to each other, but there were only two sticks of incense, and the hall was in a mess.

Qing Lanyue was pinned on the fallen table by Qing Yanci, unable to move.

His Majesty Tianjun, who lives on a high platform all year round, can compare with the God of War who was born and died in the barracks, even if it is a long time, he will eventually lose.

Qing Lanyue struggled several times, but couldn't break free.

Qing Yanci said coldly: "Brother now knows who is higher and who is lower? I advise you not to meddle in my affairs in the future, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

After all, he let go of his hand.

Qing Lanyue was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do about this brat's stubborn temper.

He said angrily: "You think I want to meddle in your business? Qing Yanci, let me tell you, you are not clear-headed now, and when you react, you will regret it."

The man didn't know how to restrain himself, he just said indifferently: "Don't bother brother."

Qing Lanyue frowned, thinking that this kid doesn't know what's going on now, so he will cause trouble sooner or later if he is released.

Although he was about to die of anger at the moment, he still had to hold back his temper and patiently explain to him, "Sit down, and I'll explain the whole story to you in detail, it won't be too late for you to get angry again."

Qing Yanci snorted softly, "No need!"

"you!"

Qing Lanyue took a few deep breaths before trying to calm down, "I don't know what age you are now, but who do you think you divorced? That's Yan Xiqian, don't you miss her so much, what are you doing now? Can you do something like this?"

Qing Yanci only thought that the woman was Qing Lanyue who gave her the name of Miss Yan, or got a woman with the same name as Miss Yan who did not know where.

Therefore, he said nonchalantly, "So what?"

These four words really choked back Qing Lanyue's words.

He was so angry that he pointed at Qing Yanci's hands and trembled, "Okay, you boy, you are capable, I don't care about you, I can do whatever you like, let you be alone forever! You want to divorce your wife Isn’t it? This gentleman will help you rest, even if you kneel down and beg in the future, I won’t allow you to be together!”

After that, he slumped on the dragon chair powerlessly, waved his hands, and said, "Get out, if I see you again, I'll be so mad!"

When Qing Yan resigned to the barracks, the soldiers were all surprised.

After all, it was His Majesty Tianjun's order that Yan Ci Shangshen did not take over the barracks for a while.

Although he didn't say it clearly, everyone knew that Shangshen Yanci was injured in the battle between gods and demons, and is now recuperating.

The Liuyun God who was in charge on his behalf heard that Yan Ci was coming, and came out to greet him respectfully.

More than half a month ago, Yanci Shangshen sent someone in, so he naturally thought that the Shangshen came this time because he had something to order.

God Liuyun cupped his hands and saluted, "Shangshen Yanci is here today, what is your order?"

Qing Yanci frowned, and said: "Order? I haven't come for a few days, and you all have forgotten your dignity! You, go and get thirty magic whips!"

God Liuyun was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, "God, this..."

Qing Yanci frowned even more, "Any objections? The military order is like the sky, how can you have any objections, get sixty, and come back to see me!"

After all, he strode into the main hall.

Liuyun Shenzhe and the other generals stared at him for a while, "What's wrong with Yan Ci Shangshen?"

The generals all lowered their voices and said, "Did you get scolded by Madam?"

"Most likely!"

God Liuyun came back with the sixty sticks, but felt that his back could hardly straighten up.

Thinking about it carefully, after he joined the army, he was punished in the first few years when he came here.

Now that he has been promoted from a fairy to a god, he never thought that there would be such a day.

His cultivation base is high, but his old bones really can't bear to toss about.

knock knock knock

God Liuyun knocked on the door of the palace, and he felt as if he had returned to more than a hundred years ago, feeling uneasy like a kid.

Qing Yanci's voice came from inside the hall, "Come in!"

Just hearing Yan Ci's godly voice, Liuyun God couldn't help shivering.

But no matter how scared I was, I still had to bite the bullet and go in.

Qing Yanci was sitting in front of the desk, with her slender legs crossed in a serious manner, and she was reading the booklet seriously in her hand.

The young man's face was peerless, but the desolate demeanor between his brows made people shudder.

God Liuyun murmured in his heart, what kind of grievances did Shangshen Yanci suffer at home, and he was so serious today, he had better be careful.

He cupped his hands and knelt on one knee, "What orders does God Yan Ci have?"

Qing Yanci raised his head, his phoenix eyes swept around him, and the God of Clouds only felt a chill behind his back.

Sure enough, in the next second, Qing Yanci threw the booklet in his hand to his side and said, "What did you write in the military account book?"

The booklet landed beside him without any mistakes and spread out.

The above is his record of the recent important tasks in the army, but there are no flaws or mistakes, it's just his handwriting... it's hard to describe in words.

This can't be blamed on Liuyun Shenzhe, he didn't like dancing and writing since he was a child, and it's not easy to practice handwriting.