Chapter 1070 It's not good, Mr. Yu is here

Seeing this, Gong Xuanzi rounded up the situation and said: "Everyone, hurry up, Qingying is a saint, and she shoulders the mission of revive the Meizu and revenge, but now her cultivation level is low, and this matter has to be discussed in the long run!"

The old chiefs looked at each other, exchanged glances with complex expressions, and finally Xuan Mingjue cupped his hands and said, "Saint, do you care about Emperor Yu's opinion?"

"Of course not!" Gong Qingying flatly denied it.

"Then why? Did the saintess insist on marrying Yudi? I heard that the ghost mother was killed by Yudi's Jinliu leech. The incident happened to the saint was also forced by Yudi, and the Meizu was because of him."

Before Xuan Mingjue finished speaking, his voice became choked.

Another man cupped his hands and said: "If the saint really married the enemy of the Meizu, who else can seek justice for the dead tribe?"

When Yu Jingkong was mentioned, Gong Qingying's heart was pierced, she knew they would never go back.

Regardless of whether Aunt Su committed homicide or not, she would not kill him for revenge, unless he stood in front of Yu Jinghong and made things difficult for her, then she could only take revenge and then go with him.

Gong Qingying promised loudly and loudly: "Don't worry, I won't marry him! When I cultivate to the level of Martial God, I will seek revenge from Yu Jinghong and comfort the souls of the Meizu people!"

The leaders of all the old ministries suddenly showed smiles, and kowtowed in unison: "Thank you, saint!"

Just now.

The anxious voice of the deacon elder came from outside the house: "Master, it's not good, Mr. Yu is here, and Zi Yuyan and Mrs. Yan from Ziyu Villa are also here!"

Gong Qingying frowned slightly, endured the severe pain in her heart and looked outside the house.

Gong Xuanzi's brows were also tightly knit into a ball, and all the old leaders were gnashing their teeth, gearing up to die together with Yu Jingkong.

But no one dared to move!

After all, Yu Jingkong is the emperor Yudi of the Yuyi God Dynasty, and he was once the number one expert in the Three Realms. The matter of subduing the prehistoric ten beasts with his bare hands is still frightening.

"You go away first, don't expose your identities, I will notify you when the time comes!" Gong Qingying said solemnly.

"Your subordinates obey!" All the leaders of the old department walked out of the house one after another, and dispersed from the surrounding paths.

Gong Qingying helped Gong Xuanzi out of the study, and walked to the entrance of the main hall within a few steps.

Yu Jingkong, who was dressed in a white robe, had already confronted Nian Xinhun. The two of them obviously didn't do anything, but they were already on the verge of sword fighting. The smell of gunpowder in their eyes was full of gunpowder, which was enough to kill all directions and bring disaster to Chi Yu.

Gong Qingying let go of Gong Xuanzi, walked between the two, and stretched out her hand to protect Nian Xinhun behind her.

Nian Xinhun was pleasantly surprised, and looked at Gong Qingying's back affectionately: "Qingying!"

This scene made Yu Jingkong's heart sting, he looked at her dumbfounded: "Ying'er!"

It was Gong Qingying's indifference who responded to Yu Jingkong, and she asked loudly: "I don't know what the son's intention is here, is he here to check Aunt Su's authenticity, or is he trying to slaughter me all over the house?!"

Her voice was clear and loud, like a thunderbolt from the blue, so that everyone in the audience could hear it.

After the words fell, there was a sigh of relief, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then at a pair of Bi people in the crowd.

Yu Jingkong had already guessed that she would hurt him with her words, so he didn't care, as long as he could see her, he would have a chance to clarify some things.

He stretched out his hand to hold the little hand in front of Nian Xinhun, taking the opportunity to check whether she was really controlled by Nian Xinhun, but the result surprised him, she was not under any control.

Gong Qingying wanted to get rid of his hand, but he held it tightly and gently scratched his palm.

Yu Jingkong stared at her tenderly, and asked back: "Ying'er, what nonsense are you talking about? It's too late for me to spoil you, so how can I slaughter you all?"

(End of this chapter)

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