The elders of the seven tribes were so moved that they almost twirled their sleeves to wipe their tears in public.

The heart that had been cold and silent for many years seemed to have received unprecedented warmth at this moment.

The old gray eyes of the seven tribes looked at Aventurine with tenderness and gratitude. They will definitely be loyal to my king in this life.

Aventurine Cod didn't know the rich inner world of the Seven Clansmen. He seemed to be standing still, but in fact he glanced at Qing Ge and Mo Xie from the corner of his eye.

What kind of girl did he fall in love with?

He originally thought that a Qing Emperor was the limit, but now a Ghost King actually appeared.

Aventurine originally thought that while Emperor Qing was away, he would find an opportunity to poach and pry away the girl and the little bun.

It was just that a ghost king appeared halfway, which made Aventurine become wary. When he turned around to look, the elder of the Seven Clans was still immersed in his own emotions.

There is a kind of comfort from the elders, their children have finally grown up, and the relationship between the king and his ministers is unspoken.

Sui Linggui and other older people actually looked at the elders of the Seven Clans with some envy. It was really an honor to be cared about by King Qinglian.

The key point is that Aventurine is as cold as a whistle on weekdays, never leaving the door or taking a single step forward. He is absorbed in his own little world, as indifferent as the cold wind.

Mo Xie turned back to look at Aventurine, curling his lips and smiling.

Strangely, he never forgot the aventurine.

He and Aventurine are two completely different people, but they stubbornly protect the same feelings. They seem to see their own shadows in each other.

The bond of many years makes them unable to forget each other. Even if the memory of each other has been erased, there will still be waves in their hearts when they meet again.

For example, at this moment, seeing Mo Xie wearing clothes for Qingge, Aventurine's heart was not so sad, but he was just happy that this person was him.

Even if Aventurine doesn't want to admit it, it has to be said that subconsciously, he seems to particularly believe in this man.

As for the small interaction between Aventurine Cod and Mo Xie, Qing Ge saw it very clearly and couldn't help but laugh.

The Yingyue Killers moved the vine chairs, and Qing Ge sat on the chairs, waiting for the results of the seven clan elders' treatment.

The Lord Shen and Ye Qingyi still had some luck. After all, the prisoner was indeed Xiao Richen, and Qinglian was dispatched. All they needed to do was prove this.

Ye Jingfeng was watching from the side, quietly sizing up Mo Xie, why did he feel like he had seen him before?

Moreover, Ye Jingfeng is a little worried now, as his daughter is too easy to attract crazy bees and butterflies.

The peach blossoms are blooming, so he has to keep a close eye on them.

The God of Thunder walked over and rubbed Qingge's shoulders with his little hands. The force was very good. Qingge enjoyed it very much and finally discovered the redeeming qualities of the God of Thunder.

"Click once for fifty yuan stones."

Thunder God's sudden words made Qing Ge suddenly open his cold eyes, murderous intent flashed through him. Thinking of Qing Ge's strength tempered by thunder, Thunder God trembled slightly and said weakly: "Five Yuan Stones..."

OK.

Qing Ge raised his eyebrows and lowered his aura. The God of Thunder was frightened and said hurriedly: "Not even five Yuan Stones! A disciple should be filial to his master, but it is absolutely not allowed to accept money or anything like that!"

Qing Ge sneered, lowered his eyes and took a nap.
Chapter completed!