My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"You don't know, Elder Bai Yi has serious cleanliness, whether it is neat or aesthetic, they are very demanding.

The demon seemed to know his weakness, so he sent a Zerg and Blood Demon half-blooded demon. The guy was very ugly and very smelly.

Elder Bai Yiyi will vomit in the face of the demon, and he doesn't want to fight at all! "

"Is Elder Bai funny?" Nian Rujiao's temper can't help but want to scold.

Su Qingxue shook his head depressively, unable to vomit anything.

"Miss Su, what should I do? As soon as Qinzhou loses, we will be completely blocked from the side of Austrian God Realm.

At that time, it would be difficult to support the Arcadia. "Jiang asked in amusement.

"The three must have no connection, or they are all fighting, or they can't get over if they want to go, what can I do? Or should you go to Qinzhou?" Su Qingxue asked.

"I... I have to take care of your family", Jiang? Yizheng said.

"What's the matter with Bai Yi!? Don't care about the life and death of the tribe?!"

"Mrs. Nian, what is the situation like now, there are people dying everywhere... who cares for whom" Jiang Jiang smiled bitterly.

"A Jiao, let him go, the White Tiger's own people don't care, we can't commit much business, we still have a family to look after."

Su Qingxue said, looking at Xiaojin, Fat Tiger, and Little Suzaku who were lying on their backs.

"Tuan Tuan, my mother is going to work, you and Xiao Jin are with them, don't run around."

"Good mother!" Tuan Tuan obviously also realized that now something big happened outside.

"The hostess is assured that with my little gold, the hostess is absolutely safe!"

Su Qingxue snorted coldly, "You are also afraid of death, worrying about which demon I sent you to fight with."

The greedy snake suddenly dangled his head and dared not stare at Su Qingxue.

"Qingxue, even if we don't care about the White Tiger's side, but Aier's side..."

"Believe them, the horoscope is an old fritter, and will not take a strategic grade to find Ai for no reason."

After Su Qingxue finished speaking, he hurriedly made the dispatch.

Nian Rujiao bit her lip, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.

The woman came to the laboratory and found Ji Wanqing who was taking over the communication repair work.

"Evening sunny, do me a favor," Nian Ru Jiao whispered.

"Sister Gillian, what's wrong?" Ji Wanqing turned around and asked.

Nian Rujiao quietly, telling Ji Wanqing...

Ji Wanqing froze for a moment, and Dai Mei's eyebrows locked, "This...not so good, too dangerous."

"Wanqing, now everyone is busy fighting demons."

"Sally Ye, Fan Er, Zi Mo, and Xiao Yu are all fighting against the demon outside, even Yuner who doesn't like fighting has gone."

"As far as I am most useless, nothing works... I also want to do what I can."

"What happened this time, the responsibility is on my head, please, late Qing..." Nian Rujiao begged.

Ji Wanqing shook her head: "I don't mean that, I just think...maybe Sister Qingxue has other arrangements, we will do it and she will be angry."

"You should be clear about Qingxue's character. In this case, she chose the extreme route, regardless of the loss...

Her consideration is not false, but it may not be the best choice, do you think? Nian Rujiao asked earnestly.

Ji Wanqing frowned, hesitated and sighed: "Well, maybe you are right, I will try my best..."

...

Located in a world of the fourth kingdom, the solitary dragon city is full of war.

Feng Yu stopped a group of people, fighting against the demons through various facilities in the city.

The loud explosions kept shaking the nerves of a group of old, weak women and children in the tunnel.

Screaming and crying, one after another in the underground of the Dragon City.

"It's over! It's over! The road ahead is blocked!!"

"It's blocked here too!"

"Not good! A demon rushed outside!"

"Let's run!"

I thought it was a safe escape route underground, because the explosion collapsed a lot.

Some demons started underground, slaughtering these unarmed, flat humans.

The range of human activities has been continuously narrowed. Many people looked at their siblings. After being killed by demons, they directly swallowed it as food.

The blood stained every inch of the land of Shenlong City.

A relatively solid boulder underground storage room.

A group of women and children were placed here.

Their physical strength cannot escape for a long distance, and they dare not rush out again.

At this moment, a face was sullen, with claws braided, looking at the seven or eight year old girl, with a pair of **** eyes, staring at a "cloak weird" next to him.

The man was covered in a cloak, buried his head on his legs, curled up in the corner, and there was no movement.

This is also the only man in the cellar.

"Mom... this man... is Ji Zhihei's ancestor!" The little girl looked at it for a long time, finally determined, and called out.

The girl's mother quickly made a "murmur" gesture to her daughter, "Hush, don't talk nonsense, no!"

"Really! It is Elder Ji Zhihei!" The girl said more seriously: "I will not admit it wrong!"

The mother shook her head vigorously, frowning, and begged her daughter to stop talking. There were already many women and children around her.

"You're still talking nonsense! Mom hit you!"

"Mum, look... really Ji Zhihei's ancestor..." The girl was wronged.

"You... you're not good anymore!" The mother was anxious and raised her hand to hit the child.

As soon as he raised his hand, he was caught by the cloak weird next to him.

"Don't fight, the child is right," Ji Zhihei raised his head and smiled.

A group of people in the cellar were all pointing and pointing, many of them were shocked.

"Is it really Ji Zhi Hei Patriarch?"

"Wow, I saw Qinglong for the first time so close!"

"It looks so young..."

"Why are Ji Zhihei's ancestors here?"

"Have you never heard of it? People are known for their nickname, "Ji Run Run..."

Hearing some whispers, Ji Zhihei's expression was calm.

The woman's face was pale and she nervously smiled: "Ji Zhihei's ancestor, the child is small, not sensible... don't blame you."

Ji Zhihei smiled: "How old are you? What's your name?"

"Eight years old! My name is Huan'er", the little girl answered herself, her eyes sparkling and asked: "Ji Zhihei Patriarch, why don't you fight the demon? Father and mother said, you are ten respects, are green dragons, Isn’t Qinglong very powerful?"

"Oh, you girl! Don't talk!" The mother was so scared that her heart was about to jump out, and quickly covered the child's mouth.

Ji Zhihei hurriedly stopped, "It's okay, don't hurt the child..."

Huan'er tears grieved in his eyes.

"Huan'er...hehe, I...I think that there are so many demons, and they go out on their site...but they can't beat it, or they should avoid it first," Ji Zhihei smiled.

The cellar suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Ji Zhihei strangely.

I thought it would be ridiculed, but a group of women and children did not laugh at him much.

"Ancestor was right, too many demons, and I think it is more reasonable to run away."

"Ah... who said no, but we all have to be dignified, and the man of the dragon can't back away."

"It's all pedantic, if you can cooperate with Ji Zhihei's ancestors and retreat together, maybe you can save more people..."

"The ancestor does not leave, it is estimated that he is not willing to leave them...the ancestor must have other plans..."

Ji Zhi is ignorant, and he is all ready to be mocked.

As a result, most people choose to understand?

I don't know why, Ji Zhihei was not very happy, but felt uncomfortable.

"Ancestor, if you want to get out, shouldn't it be difficult? Could you please do me a favor?" a mother asked.

Ji Zhihei nodded, "What's the matter?"

"Our grown-up is dead, can the children here take them away?"

"Yeah yeah, you are good, take the children away, how many can save..."

Most of the people present were women and children, who just wanted to save the lives of the children.

Ji Zhihei looked at the eyes of a pair of innocent, eager, ignorant and innocent children in the darkness, but he was silent...

Suddenly, a stumble, covered in blood, rushed into the cellar!

"No...not good! Quick transfer! Quick run!!!"