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Chapter 87 Little Mustang

Liu Shuangyue's dark face was beyond words.

She is starting to suspect now that she agreed to cooperate with Qing Qiao, is it because she is whimsical?
Such a woman who is full of horses, she is not a spirit tree, but a spirit made from a wild horse that has run away?

If there were to be such a powerful ghost, much more powerful than her, wouldn't she be delivering food when she went?
Is she that stupid?

Liu Shuangyue really wanted to roll her eyes.

She finally found out that when she was with Qingkuang, the hatred in her head could not knock her out of her mind, but Qingkuang's mouth that didn't shut the door could knock her out of her mind.

Your Majesty, don't you just like her being so "wild"?

Liu Shuangyue was very suspicious, but she didn't have the courage to glance at the quiet carriage.

Whether she would like to admit it or not, in the land of Siling Continent, no matter whether it is a human, a demon, a demon or a ghost, in front of His Majesty, they have to be obedient.

And His Majesty, for this "wild" woman in front of him, he obeyed.

Terrible.

Liu Shuangyue slandered for a while, then said with a wooden face: "Okay, remember what you said."

It doesn't matter if Qing Kuo is whimsical, as long as His Majesty's little wild horse runs wherever he goes, even if there are ghosts more powerful than her in Guizhou, they can't hold back His Majesty, a tyrant.

Roundabout hugging the thigh is also a strategy.

Having figured this out, Liu Shuangyue finally didn't reject working, turned around and left.

Qing Kuo looked at her disappearing back and blinked, so easy to fool?
She meant to take her to the ghost state, but she didn't say when to take her there, so she believed it?

Forget it, it's good to have people working.

Aoba happily ran back to the carriage and climbed up.

Lian Xueyin sat in the carriage with her eyes closed and rested, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qing Kuo stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, Lian Xueyin raised her hand to hold her wrist, and pulled her gently to his side.

Qing Kuo sat down next to him and hugged his arm.

"Husband, I found one thing, I find it very strange, I can't figure it out." Qing Chuan frowned.

"What about the drought?"

Qing Kuo nodded: "Yes, I have tested it, and there is no problem with the underground water veins, but the aura of the land seems to have been drained. I have read some miscellaneous books, and the water in the sky will become less and less when the land dies. Rain is impossible. However, ordinary people should not be able to drain the aura of the land. If the legendary drought demon appeared in the world, the water veins would also be drained. But the water veins have not dried up now, which means that person does not have that much energy. .”

So Qing Kuo couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Drought is a natural disaster. The aura of the land is drained, and it is because someone fishes in troubled waters."

Lian Xueyin opened his eyes, staring at the front lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Natural disaster." Hearing this, Qing Kuang somehow had a bad premonition. She looked at Lian Xueyin and hesitated to speak, wondering if she was thinking too much.

But Lian Xueyin said as if he knew what she was thinking: "Drought is an early warning, which indicates that the world will be chaotic. Next, there will only be more and more natural disasters in this land, and then there will be wars, which means From now on, there will be no peace in this land for a long time."

"Under the rule of the widow, there are still people who dare to deceive the sky, that is the way of heaven, and the widow will not know."

Qing Kuo was originally just a worry, but he was stunned to hear him say this: "Is the way of heaven so idle?"

(End of this chapter)