Immortal Loves Cat Also

Qingwu's face was calm. She looked at the young man walking in front of her, and she slowly bent down and called out with a complex look: "master."

The young man was silent for a while. Ah Qian and others on one side couldn't see it first, so they reached out and pushed him.

"Don't push an inch, Qingwu. We haven't received it." Si Jiu chuckled.

The young man finally made a noise and put his hand on Qingwu's shoulder, forcing her to straighten up. He said, "this is the last time."

He didn't say what was the last time, but Qingwu vaguely understood. She opened her lips and spoke thousands of words, but couldn't ask a word.

Just where her eyes could reach, looking at the familiar or familiar faces, the emotion in her heart could not be restrained.

It's like meeting again after a long separation.

"Go in and say anything." Ah Qian made a noise and broke the silence.

The others looked at each other, their eyes fell on ah Qian, and finally looked at the ones lying at the door.

Ah Qian's green veins on his forehead beat a few times, and his eyebrows faintly vented his anger, "roll!"

He whispered, and a long sword on his waist seemed to notice the master's worry and trembled. The girls looked more white, but they all gritted their teeth and didn't go away.

Instead, he looked at ah Qian with tearful eyes and said, "Your Highness, the elders said that you should be elected. Even if there is no queen, there should be several concubines..."

"Are your masters those old guys or your highness?" Toothy's smiling face was a little cold, and his eyes swept the long sword around ah Qian's waist, "see your Highness's burning bones haven't come out of their scabbard for thousands of years, so they all itch?"

The long sword carried by the ghost king is called "burning bones". When it comes out of the scabbard, it will infect life and death. Since the accident of the one above nine days thousands of years ago, his sword has never been out of the scabbard.

The ghosts in the ghost world have lived in peace for thousands of years. They all think that the ghost King's temperament has improved, so they have the courage to run to the gate of the ghost King's residence.

But

Ya Ya tilted his head and looked at Qingwu. Facing Qingwu's eyes, he smiled at her. It's time for the good days in the ghost world to come to an end. Maybe... The whole life of the Six Worlds is coming to an end.

All accounts, large and small, that should be settled should be taken out and settled together.

Seeing that the girls had begun to tremble, but they still held on and didn't leave, master Qingwu showed some impatience on his face. He didn't look at ah Qian. With a wave of his sleeve robe, he made a sword with blood light.

Those figures had no time to scream and disappeared.

However, when Qingwu saw the sword Qi, his eyebrows jumped fiercely. He glanced at ah Feng and saw each other's eyes sink.

When Qingwu followed Sijiu and others into ah Qian's residence, Zang Yin, who was sitting under an evergreen tree, raised his eyes, looked at Qingwu and said, "sorry, I can't wait."

But in his eyes, there was no apology but joy.

Qingwu shook his mind for a moment and remembered that he said he was sorry. He probably said that there was no more shark territory waiting for her to find him.

He couldn't wait any longer, so he ran over by himself.

Qingwu nodded slightly, then sat down, lowered his eyes, and heard a very long story from Sijiu.

When she left the mansion, she was already alone. Ah Feng stayed in the ghost world, and she left the ghost world expressionless and returned to ruofushan.

When she went to ruofushan, Wen Yue still sat under the tree in the yard reading. He noticed that she came in and looked up at her with a gentle and shallow smile in his eyes, "keep the dried fish for you."

The tone was natural as if she had never left.