130 Great Reversal

Huh? Familiar?

Yao Ling squatted down and carefully observed the cat's eyes. Imprehensible, naive, harmless... And its chubby two cat claws hold the milk bottle and suck the intoxicated expression, as if I have seen it somewhere.

It shouldn't be...

It should be peaceful!

That naughty boy!

Yao Ling almost knocked himself unconscious with a slap. It's really exactly the same as Ying Taiping! She just remembered now. Hasn't Qixi been imprisoned for peace? Did she put Taiping here like a cat?

"Gulu-lu-" The bear child drank all the milk in the cup, but he was still sucking the straw. That woman on Chinese Valentine's Day is really cruel. Did Taiping only drink this glass of milk from morning to now? It's really...

"Grumrum..."

Is that right? Yao Ling rubbed his eyes vigorously, and he was right. The cup that had just been empty was suddenly filled with milk. Taiping was so happy that he drank it.

Yao Ling stretched out his hand and touched his stomach. It was so bulging and swollen like a ball that it was about to explode. That woman on Chinese Valentine's Day is so cruel! Has Taiping been drinking milk since morning? She is not afraid to put the child to death!

"Anyway, let's take the naughty child away first!" Yao Ling said and striped off the cat clothes on Taiping's body. Just as he wanted to reach out to pick his bottle, he shrank back. This is tantamount to grabbing food from a tiger's mouth. It's too risky. Let him drink it.

No. If the cat baby is not a cat but Ying Taiping... That is to say, it is Ying Taiping who just saw Fengchuan and Yao Ling make out?

I hope it won't leave any shadow on children. I hope he just recognizes familiar people by dragging Yao Ling's belt, and I hope he pays most of his attention to milk...

"In a word, let's go to revenge on the dead woman first!"

Yao Ling picked up Ying Taiping in one hand, picked up Xiao Fengchuan in the other, jumped out of the hall, and ran to the sinking fish palace. Now only fierce war can make her forget the abominable things that happened in the Ziwei Hall!

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Yao Ling ran like a savage with enough firepower. With coral or seaweed in the way, he simply threw Xiao Fengchuan in his hand forward to clear the barricade!

"Remote idiot! What are you doing? It hurts... It hurts..."

At hand is the muffled sound of Xiao Fengchuan's body constantly bumping into things on the roadside, and the sizzling sound of the naughty child sucking milk. The flying sand rose in the blue seabed with silver fog, and she finally saw the most gorgeous palace in the sky of Sifan Cave. Shenyu Palace.

In front of the shell stairs of the palace, there seemed to be a person standing, a person upside down.

- A mackerel upside down.

The whole Sifan cave sky - no, the most beautiful mackerel in the whole South China Sea announces their feelings, weeping tears into beads, and has also been regarded as a treasure by the mackerel people in the Quanxian Temple; the weaving skills are proud, and she was once the weaver girl who weaves the dragon silk pavilion in the South China Sea Crystal Palace; and her singing throat, she is the royal singer of the South China Sea Dragon King, the whole Sifan Dongtian, she is the only one who can win this award.

Now, she falls at the feet of the swordsman in black. Under her beautiful chest, her young heart has been frozen under his destructive sword spirit and no longer beats; her autumn water-like bright eyes are empty. When she was alive, she couldn't speak, but she had a pair of eyes that couldn't express her sorrow. And now, she has nothing left.

Xia Gulin's west wind sword chanted a weak wind. As long as he wants, he can turn the whole Sifan cave into the largest whirlpool in the South China Sea.

He did not walk directly into the Shenyu Palace and let the Qixi Festival, who self-apported to be a fairy, learn this destructive power.

Destruction is not an end, but a means.

He can't forget the last sentence written by his blood-stained fingers on the sand before his death:

"Don't kill Lord Qixi... She is a good person... If you continue to let Lord Fish Fairy take charge of Dongtian... We will..."

She closed her eyes before she could finish writing.

Is this a strategy or...

Xia Gulin picked up Xuanqing around his waist. As soon as he stepped on the palace steps with one foot, he heard a shout of killing behind him.

It's them.

"Brother! You're finally here!" Yao Lingqi ran to Xia Gulin, and his running feet slid forward for a short time before completely stopping. She smashed her hands, and the heavy object in her hand fell to the ground.

It's Xiao Fengchuan and... Ying Taiping.

Xia Gulin frowned. Although he didn't know what was going on now, it was indeed the credit of these two people to save Ying Taiping.

"Huh? Brother, is that... Xuanqing sister in your hand? Ah, I see! She is also the minion of the Chinese Valentine's Day, isn't she? That's why the eldest brother knocked her down and drove her here?"

"You don't have to emphasize it here." Xiao Fengchuan patted the sand on his body and stood up. It would be easy to win by looking at the eldest brother. Is the mertleman's love dead? Or...

"Let's go in together."

Xia Gulin is at the front. Of course, the palace gate was still sealed by the illusion of Qixi Festival. I don't know how to untie it.

Xia Gulin's hand just approached the crystal door nail but stopped again. Now it's very quiet inside. I can't hear the sound of fighting, but someone is talking. Listen carefully, now it seems to be the He Xichao of the Kunlun faction.

"Uh-huh, cough, cough... I said, we don't have to fight anymore. We have been tied all our lives. Just now, hehe, hehe..."

No, listening to his voice should have been seriously injured. Just hold on. Xia Gulin had never heard that He Xichao and Qixi had been opponents for a lifetime. Yao Ling Fengchuan also leaned over to hear what was going on. When the two of them left, Old He was indeed the only combat effectiveness in their camp. If old man He has been injured since they left, it must be another fierce battle of life and death.

What about the Chinese Valentine's Day? How is she?

"You lost."

This is the sound of Qixi Festival. It is as quiet as water, calm and waveless. Of course, there is no trace of disorder from the breath. It's been like this for three consecutive games, and it's worthy of being cultivated as an immortal.

"Ha ha, it's not difficult for Lord Qixi to beat me. But..." Old man He took a deep breath, as if to prepare for that long sigh later. "There is a person in the world who has lost to him forever..."

Qixi did not refute or admit it, as if waiting for Mr. He to recall the past.

"Three years ago, in Anzhou... Although I didn't witness the battle with my own eyes, I knew that the man subdued you with just one move. In my opinion, with your qualifications, even if you practice for a hundred years, you may not be his opponent..."

He Xichao has provoked this. No matter how strong the Qixi Festival is, his mood will inevitably rise and fall. After all, it was the shame of the defeat in the past, which was said by the defeated generals in front of so many people. However, there are such powerful people in the world who have defeated the Qixi Festival with just one move. Shouldn't it be...

"He is a monster." Qixi's voice was much lower than just now, as if it was an insult to compare noble immortals and cruel demons in her heart. But... it's actually a monster? If it is a monster, such a powerful demon can only be--

It can't be a demon. Qixi did play against the devil three years ago and ended in a draw. Flat hand... Is the rumor wrong?

"No offense. Lord Qixi, I just want to remind you of this matter. Three years ago, the adult actually used illusion to pry into the memory of the demon's righteous daughter, and the demon will certainly not let the adult go. If you don't want to die in his hands, I hope you can take care of yourself.

The devil...the righteous daughter?

Peeping? Memory?

Isn't the daughter of the devil Hua Shenshen? Where did a righteous daughter emerge? None of the people listening outside the door could understand the joints, only the mirror in the hearts of He Xichao and Qixi.

It was quiet for a moment. Qixi said slowly: "Stars, always run on a preset track, and it's hard to disobey God's will. Maybe one day, I will eventually die at the hands of the devil--"

On the Qixi Festival, the starlight flew at the fingertips, and the gorgeous dance flowed, becoming the appearance of a six-pointed star. The murderous atmosphere filled the whole hall like a strong wind, and the tricks of Qixi Festival have been launched in an instant:

"But today, all of you are doomed to die in my hands!"

Seeing the sparking six-pointed stars flying fast, He Xichao had no ability to dodge at all. The strong wind cut the face, and the huge magic array suddenly rotated in front of He Xichao, and the six-pointed star shook the snowflakes like rain.

The six-pointed star turned back into a tiny flame and flew back to the fingertips of the Qixi Festival. She coldly watched the boundary being broken into a big snowflake-like hole. At this time, the four people who entered the hall were Yaoling Fengchuan, Xia Gulin, and Ying Taiping.

It's really... unexpected.

"Hey, stinging dead woman, your men have been beaten down by my eldest brother, and we have also saved the hostages. I think you'd better surrender obediently!"

Yao Ling forgot the lesson that had just been plotted by the Chinese Valentine's Day, and continued to guide the country to show off his power. However, she was more concerned about the safety of Wulingchun and Nangezi than the Qixi Festival, and immediately ran to the corner of the hall to see how they were healing.

"Brother Chun..." Yao Ling just squatted beside Wu Lingchun and called gently. He was still in a coma.

"Don't worry, Xiaochun is fine." The Qingyu case wiped the sweat on her forehead, and she seemed to have just returned her soul.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Qingyu." Yao Ling held the hand of the Qingyu case again to comfort her, and asked Nan Gezi, "Mr. Nan Ge, how are you..."

Nan Gezi just shook his head gently. Brother Chun said that Mr. Nan Ge's health was unhappy for 360 days out of 365 days. Seeing that he is always quiet and warm, Yaoling can only silently feel sorry for him...

But it seems that it's not her turn to feel sad. Nan Gezi leaned slightly on Chu Yunshen's shoulder and sat cross-legged. Chu Yun deeply hugged his shoulder and hummed in a strange tone. No matter how you look at both of them, they are very happy and comfortable.

What kind of picture is this...

"Hey, selfish ghost, have you healed my Mr. Nange?" Yao Ling was so rude that he rolled his eyes at Chu Yun. Chu Yunshen was so abnormal that he was not perfunctory and patted the knife on his waist: "Don't worry. Leave it to him to treat your troublesome guys, and leave it to me to heal him.

At this time, Xia Gulin came over with Xuanqing in his arms. He simply exchanged eyes with the Qingyu case, and then put Xuanqing next to Nan Gezi.

"Nang Ge, can you help me save her now?"