I Became an Anonymous Boss

"I don't need to tell you what's in my heart." Beiming Qingqiu put down the wine gourd: "When it's time to laugh, I have already laughed... What are you talking about now? I just feel a little lost, I thought she could still She has lived for a long time and continues to fight with me, but she did not expect to leave so early, and within a few years, she would be so cold... Even when I scolded her for having big breasts, no brains, and small stomachs, she couldn't hear her."

"I think I can hear and see..."

"So what? Can she still talk back?"

"..."

"It's really a pity that I can't see her defeated dog. I have thought that when I marry my son in the future, I must invite her to the first row of seats and watch us tie our hair and pray to heaven and earth... that must be very sad. Refreshing." Beiming Qingqiu murmured brokenly: "I didn't secretly cause trouble for me, I know that she has been hindering the progress of the relationship between me and the young master..."

"I don't think it's worth obstructing, you guys have nothing to do with it." Yan Qixia interrupted, "That's because you're deceiving yourself."

"Hmph!" Beiming Qingqiu said indifferently: "I was drugged!"

He is upright and loud.

Duan Mujin's soul is sluggish, are all prairie girls like this?

After a pause, she asked: "How did Yan Qixia hinder you?"

Beiming Qingqiu said: "She also took medicine."

She gritted her teeth: "Give it to me... Thank you for the invitation..."

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Duan Mujin narrowed her eyes.

oh...thank you...

Yan Qixia has no guilt about this.

——Prescribing medicine to the young master, with such an end, can only be said to deserve it. Unfortunately, it didn't have much weight at the time, and it had too little effect on the innate warrior. At most, it just made her dare not go out for a whole day.

Duan Mujin said heartily: So what you want to say is that you are the only one who can drug Bai Taki?

Yan Qixia shook her head: Now it's us, the prescription is prepared for you.

Duan Mujin thought for a while, then nodded, prepared for any danger.

I can live without it, but I can't live without it.

The women in the other world are basically defeated dogs, and they have no deterrent power except for a few or two, so the enemy is still in the Innoji Temple.

Keep one hand if you can.

She was decisively bought off.

No one else knew anything about the communication between them in the past and present.

Beiming Qingqiu was still gnashing his teeth and pronouncing Yan Qixia's seven crimes.

For example, in the past, I always thought of a way to ride with my son, and I pretended that I couldn't ride a horse, but in fact I could ride a cow.

Another example is, pretending to be innocent, obviously a scheming dog, but always looks like a white lotus, and later it is a direct showdown and no pretending.

For another example, everyone was still waiting for the young master to go back, but she just stole the house...that's shameless...

Beiming Qingqiu is a saint, and she is considered a big shot. Naturally, she will not be like an ordinary dormitory girl, who cares about trivial matters, so the hatred value that comes and goes is tied to Shirataki.

The back-and-forth rivalry and jealousy between them was an eye-opener for Duan Mujin.

This is too...classic...

That's it, this is it?

Please watch the Qiong Yao drama again, and watch the costume TV series again, and learn what is the green tea ceremony for women, okay?

Have a good taste of famous lines like 'I'm not here to break you up, but to join you'?

The spiritual culture of the other world is indeed very barren, and it lacks efficient means of information circulation. A book of The West Chamber is enough for people to read for a long time, and they can't learn any clever methods at all. It's really too simple.

Ah……

Duan Mujin's gaze towards Beiming Qingqiu has become subtle and calm. Such a simple girl is rare, and even the way of jealousy is so gentle, and she has no demeanor as a witch. What can you do?

But Shirataki, a straight man, is too good at defending against straight balls. If you dribble and hit someone, he will get out of the way. Only dribbling into the field is the most decisive way, and the way like Lian is the correct one.

Yan Qixia rested her cheeks, listening to the other party scolding herself, she couldn't help interrupting: "So, what's the point of you talking to the dead for so long, it's just showing your own stinginess."

Beiming Qingqiu calmed down, and she whispered: "It's meaningless, but...if I don't say this, what should I say? In the future, there will be no one who will fight with me." She slowly closed her eyes: "And...if the young master didn't come here to save me, maybe he could catch up..."

She is blaming herself.

"Arrogance." Yan Qixia said indifferently: "A person wants to die, what can you do to stop her? She will still die in the end."

"But at least she won't die this time." Beiming Qingqiu whispered: "Look at my miserable appearance. When I came to the imperial capital, I couldn't do anything. I couldn't do anything. I can't do anything. I see, it's just dragging my feet, in fact, I'm thinking...even the young master wouldn't want to see me..."

Tao Hong hurriedly said: "Young master is not such a person, he won't take his anger out on you, Mrs. Saintess, don't think too much about it."

"Well, the only reason he would avoid you is because he is afraid that you will fuck him." Yan Qixia said sharply.

"Why are you comforting me?" Beiming Qingqiu said with a smile, "I'm not that sad, I just express my feelings... I won't be alone because of this woman's death, absolutely not..."

She looked at Yan Qixia in the ice coffin, and said alone: ​​"I just lament my own weakness. The weak can't protect anything. This is the truth that Young Master told me at the beginning. I should have understood it a long time ago."

She stood in the middle of the mourning hall, slightly absent-minded.

Duan Mujin was about to speak, but was stopped by Yan Qixia.

Yan Qixia said... She has some insights, perhaps one step closer to the realm breakthrough, don't bother.

Duan Mujin wondered, is martial arts practice such a mysterious thing, and it's a step further when he suddenly feels it?

But Beiming Qingqiu really realized something.

Her natural talent has always been excellent, but blindly chasing Shirataki's back and delaying herself, although she is still practicing hard along the way, but after reaching the third level of congenital, the tempering of true energy is not very important, what is needed is Qualitative change is the improvement of the spiritual realm, and only by grasping the thin line can one formally step into the practice of the innate quadruple level.

She realized that the true meaning of Wu is violence, and when the weak will be reduced to fish and meat, she finally regained her momentary state of mind as a witch.

But it is still a little less than the congenital fourth level.

Beiming Qingqiu frowned... the holy fire, she lacked the will of the holy fire.

If she was in the Sacred Fire Cult at this time, and she had the blessing of the Sacred Fire Will, she would be able to cross the Void Practicing Realm very easily, which was related to the exercises she studied.

At this moment, a flame came from behind.

Like a flame of lotus petals, the petals sank into Beiming Qingqiu's back, and silently fell into her body and blended in.

The air wave was set off, and the lotus flower of flames bloomed under her feet, and then converged, gathering into a golden-red flame in the depths of her pupils.

There was a flame-like mark between her eyebrows.

Holy fire doctrine, light secret code, the fifth level, it will come naturally...

Beiming Qingqiu felt that what had just helped him break through was undoubtedly the power of the will of the holy fire, but where did the will of the holy fire come from here?

She looked back and saw the young man in white standing in the courtyard, applauding softly: "Congratulations on stepping into the realm of virtual cultivation... The exercises of the Holy Fire Sect belong to the category that can be improved quickly after promotion. With your talent, it can be as soon as three months." , half a year later, the Vientiane Realm is not far away."

"My lord..." Beiming Qingqiu was about to show off her face and smile, but she revealed a little bit of obscurity. She opened her mouth, and her smile was no longer as calm as before, but a little more guilty. In his eyes, she didn't know what kind of person she was. role, she felt that she was just a stalker holding her back...

"Thank you for coming to express your condolences." Bai Taki said softly, "At the same time, it saves me an extra trip."

He, the demon, devoured the soul of the Great Zhou Emperor, and the Great Zhou Emperor ate the original soul of the sacrificial envoy, who was the lurker who stole the will of the holy fire.

So the fragments of the holy fire's will went round and round like this, until it was transferred to Shirataki.

It's not easy for him to leave the Holy Fire Cult's sacred object, and it's easy for him to return this incomplete will of the Holy Fire to Beiming Qingqiu.

"Thank you son..." Beiming Qingqiu smiled even more bitterly. In the end, she relied on the son to get back the fragments of the will of the holy fire. As expected, she was not qualified to intervene in this situation by herself. It's more useful than myself.

The better he is, the more she is eclipsed.

She is still unwilling, because she can't do anything.

Shirataki approached and asked, "What's the matter with you? You don't look very well... Your injury hasn't healed yet?"

"It's okay, the injury is almost healed." Beiming Qingqiu raised his head, took a deep breath and relaxed his body: "I just came to say goodbye to the young master, and now I have regained the will of the holy fire, so I should go back no matter what. "

"That's it, that's pretty good." Bai Taki said, "I'm leaving too, and I'll take Duan Mujin back. I don't know when I'll be back..."

"Young Master, you want to go back?" Beiming Qingqiu was startled: "Go back to your hometown?"

"Ah."

"Going back to my hometown, to visit relatives, or, what else?" Beiming Qingqiu slapped sideways, hoping not to hear those two words, she was already very sad, and if she came to make up for it, her little heart couldn't bear such a blow at all. .

"Don't worry, I won't say that flag." Shirataki let out a long breath: "I still want to live to the age where I can have grandchildren..."

"I also think, it's best to have a grandson." Yan Qixia took the initiative to speak, stealing Duan Mujin's lines.

Duan Mujin was dissatisfied: Why do you say that!

Yan Qixia is confident: With this body!When the time comes, it will be mine as well as yours!

Duan Muqin sneered: Alright, when the time comes to the operating table, you are responsible for the pain, and I am responsible for listening to your screams.

This wave of psychological activities can be said to be very rich.

These two people can completely set up a stage to talk about cross talk. They are the same person but different people, it is double the joy.

Beiming Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she didn't go back to her hometown to get married, she hasn't given up yet, and she won't give up in this life.

"Then I'll take my leave first..." Beiming Qingqiu said goodbye.

"Mmm, um..." Yan Qixia said to Taohong, "Go and give it off."

"Ah, okay." Tao Hong received a hint: "Master Saint, I will see you off."

"My lord..." Beiming Qingqiu looked at Bai Taki and bowed slightly: "See you in Jianghu."

"Yeah." Bai Taki smiled, and then, under the shocked gazes of Duan Mujin, Yan Qixia, and Tao Hong, he stretched out his hand and gently hugged the demon saint, hugging the soft body of the woman, and patted Pat her stiff back: "Take care, see you later."

Five hundredth Chapter 16 Why not marry?

There was nothing ambiguous about this hug, it was just a goodbye hug.

Bai Taki didn't have any charming thoughts in his heart, he just lamented that too much time had passed, and Yan Qixia's departure made him start to care about the safety of the people around him. There has never been anyone who can take it for granted, let alone a waver who is on the cusp of the storm.

Whenever it falls, many spectators love to hear it.

Thousands of words are just a sentence of "take care", I am afraid that the words are too light to say, so turn them into actions, a gentle hug.

Due to friendship, nothing else.