Chapter 1899 There is a poem to you, and you will be happy and have a long journey

"yes--"

The man knelt on one knee, arched his hands, and said with a light sound, turning into a white vortex and disappearing into this ancient and magnificent palace.

But there was no Chu Yue's figure from the thousand-foot ivory step from beginning to end.

But Xie Qingyan's eyes still fell on the last step.

She smiled in the cold wind.

"It's the best now, isn't it?"

She whispered to herself: "At least, she is here..."

Xie Qingyan slowly raised his hand, and a little black mist was scattered on his fingertips.

When the black fog spreads from her fingertips to her heart veins, she becomes a fool, and the strength of the martial god will also regress to the point where she is not as good as a three-year-old child.

She has been a lackey for the Sleepless Clan for 90,000 years, and it should be time for her to live for herself.

In this life, the ghost master who has dyed his hopes with red clothes as his hope in troubled times.

Ninety thousand years of long-cherished wish finally got what I wanted.

The cold wind in late winter blew the hair on her temples, and the eyes were very rich.

But before I knew it, my eyes turned red.

Are you ashamed?

No.

She is not ashamed.

But if you have no face to see the ghost master, you will not be able to smile between your eyebrows and light in your eyes like you met in Zhongzhou that year. Even if you die alone, you can straighten your back with a bright look.

"yes."

"It's the best."

Finally.

She asked and answered herself and sighed softly.

......

When Chu Yue returned to the Vientiane Hall, Qin Tieniu walked to the seat where Xie Qingyan had been sitting before, cleared her throat, tweaked her hair with her hands, and whistled aloud, and said:

Don’t leave the seat, Niu has a poem to you.”

Qilin Emperor and the guards in the field of Vientiane showed their expectations and listened attentively.

However, Zhao Wushuang and others looked ugly like eating flies.

Chu Yue twitched his mouth lightly, and his brain hurt so much.

If she had known this, she would have had an extra glass of wine from Xie Qingyan.

The next moment, Qin Tieniu yin said: "As long as your mind does not fall, there will always be more solutions than difficulties. Which one is better to turn defeat into victory? Find Master Chu in the Temple of the God of War."

One by one, he looked at the depressed woman in red clothes.

Chu Yue raised her hand and held her forehead, really not wanting to admit that she knew this guy.

"Nothing bad poems can be heard by dogs."

Tu Weiwei kicked Qin Tieniu down, then rushed forward, grabbed Qin Tieniu's ear and pulled out the embarrassing thing.

He scolded while urging: "Don't say that you are the junior sister outside in the future. The junior sister has been open-minded and has made great achievements in her life, and she is the only one who is the stain."

"Ah, pain, help me, murder my husband."

Qin Tieniu shouted.

Thinking back to the beginning, he closed the door and mocked Yan Nanji for being pulled by Leng Qingshuang all day long.

I didn’t expect that the heavenly way would have reincarnation, so it was my turn.

"What kind of husband? I want to kill you, the rebellious son who insults people's ears for justice." Tu Weiwei was furious.

Although Qin Tieniu's poems are unanimous, after this incident, the atmosphere around which was almost frozen was eased and relaxed.

Chu Yue raised her hand and touched her nose lightly, and her dark eyes filled with a helpless smile.

"Lord Ye Gui, Xie Wushen ordered you to have a meal in the realm of everything before leaving." A waiter came and said respectfully.

"Yeah, OK-"

Chu Yue replied in a low voice, thinking that he had been busy for so long, he should have a good meal.

Before the waiter bowed and left, Chu Yue added another sentence: "It doesn't take too much for some chicken legs."

The waiter nodded.

"Just a few thousand chicken legs." Chu Yue smiled peacefully.

The waiter suddenly looked up, "...Okay..."

Thousands of chicken legs, also called "No...too many..."?

No wonder Ye Chuyue achieved such a high achievement at a young age. It turns out that the amount of chicken legs alone is thousands.

Since then, the five continents have stirred up a "chicken leg wind".

It means: Only when you eat your legs and your legs will you become the best.

Ye, Mu's mansions, Wu Zu, Zhao Wushuang and others all stayed in the Wanxiang Realm with Chu Yue for a meal of delicacies.

"Master Ye Gui, this is the chicken leg you want..."

The guards brought them with baskets of chicken legs.

Chu Yue tapped her head lightly, brushed her sleeve casually, and threw thousands of chicken legs into the contract space of the soul and the Shennong space.

The monsters in Shennong Space rushed to eat chicken legs, and the Vermilion Bird's eyes shone brightly and feasted. The dignified holy beast had no appearance, and was like a wandering and hungry man who had never seen the world.

"Woman, these chicken legs taste good, I like them very much." Zhuque ate the oil in his mouth.

Chu Yue shrugged, and was about to use chopsticks to pick up food, but she found that her eyes were all on her.

Uncle Mu Jingyun said: "Xiao Chu, being able to eat is a blessing, not something difficult to say, there is no need to hide."

Chu Yue: "..."

It turns out that this group of people treated her as embarrassed to eat, so they hid thousands of chicken legs and hid and ate them.

"It's for Zhuque to eat, it loves to eat."

Chu Yue took a sip of the soup and said calmly.

"How could Lord Holy Beast eat such food that cannot be used on the table? Xiao Chu, you are really good at joking."

The second uncle Mu Chenhai laughed out loud, and his mother, Mrs. Mu, pinched her hard under the table, screaming in pain, and then she was silent and didn't dare to say a word.

Chu Yueqing raised her eyebrows and felt the Vermilion Bird eating voraciously inside her soul, her mood was a little complicated.

After Zhuque eliminated a thousand chicken legs, he licked the oil on his mouth, wiped his paws, and said disgustedly: "It's right, no dogs can eat any bullshit chicken legs. Chu Yue Nizi, don't do it again in the future.

I brought this kind of lowly meat to me."

Chu Yue: "..."

How can this stupid bird be good and not learn to be innocent and bad?

After a while, he learned a few swear words from Tu Weiwei.

"Another nonsense, I'll chop you into chicken legs." Chu Yue's mouth twitched violently.

Suzaku was trembling, tears in his eyes, and sad to the point of deformity: "You humans don't have a good thing. When you contracted, you obviously agreed that you would be good to me."

A drop of cold sweat fell on Chu Yue's forehead, and she closed her soul indifferently, not wanting to see the silly bird of the dramatic spirit again.

She picked up the wine glass and was about to drink it when she saw Ye Wuxie on the side snatching the wine glass and said in a deep voice: "There is too much wine, which hurts the body."

"How can you celebrate without drinking?" Chu Yue said.

"Drinking too much." Ye Wuxie was very strong.

Chu Yue blinked her eyes twice, looked at the wine glass in Ye Wuxie's hand and swallowed, "Brother..."

"Three cups."

Ye Wuxie softened his heart and sent the wine glass back.

"Ten cups."

Chu Yue bargained.

"Eight cups." Ye Wuxie blurted out.

"make a deal."

Chu Yue took a cup and drank it, her eyebrows and eyes curled up, like crescent moons.

A faint light cage between her eyebrows was both charming and pure.

It is hard to imagine that she once served as a guard on the battlefield and was unable to escape...

Ye Wuxiezheng was upset that he was thinking about Chu Yue's words, and saw the smile between his sister's eyebrows and eyes. He thought that life was full of happiness and hopelessness. Drinking a few more drinks would not hurt, so she left.


Chapter completed!