Seeing that the Queen Mother opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word of rebuttal, Mo Qing turned her gaze to the six real people, and said sternly, "Under the Sacred Realm of Yungong, it is never allowed to appear to kill each other. If things happen again, destroy their spiritual veins and forgive them!"

The illocutionary tone: Whoever troubles Feng Ruchu again will trouble him if he is unfamiliar.

The six great human beings still knelt on the ground, did not dare to get up, did not dare to raise their heads, and answered one after another: "The disciples must follow the divine decree."

Mo Qing held Feng Ruchu by his side with one hand and wanted to take her away.

Among them, the old man in the Integral Realm came forward with awe-inspiring remonstrance, saying: "If the saint insists on protecting Feng Ruchu, he is an enemy of the heavenly clan!"

He couldn't forget that when Mo Qing threw the emperor's decree on the ground like trash, and abolished the divine root of the emperor's edict, and openly became an enemy of the emperor, the two palms punished the shame and hatred in the eyes of the priest.

The true monarch should not be insulted, let alone the heavenly race?

Mo Qing looked at the old man and said, "If this is mentioned, then it is an enemy of my Yungong Holy Realm."

The old man hesitated: "But if the heavenly clan condemns crimes, if the demon emperor wakes up..."

"Then there is the deity supporting it, what is it to you?"

Old man:...

Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, right?

What he was worried about was that although the Holy Realm of Cloud Palace was strong, there was only one Cross Tribulation and Mahayana. Where did the Celestial Clan and the Ancient Demon Emperor stand against?

Obviously, it is not in one plane, crossing a prehistoric famine.

How could it be possible for the enemy to pass and support it?

But in this world, it is also the holy realm of the Cloud Palace as the respect, and the strange feeling is the respect.

The old man did not dare to refute, so he could only lead by example, and knelt on the ground with a bang, tears running wild and impassioned.

auzw.com "Pray for the Lord to think for the common people of the world! Follow the destiny of heaven and kill the devil soul."

All the spiritualists knelt down one after another, shouting together.

"Pray for the Lord to think for the people of the world! Follow the destiny of heaven and kill the devil soul."

"Pray for the Lord to think for the people of the world! Follow the destiny of heaven and kill the devil soul."

"Shun Tian Ming?" Mo Qing snorted from the tip of her nose, filled with indifference and disdain, and swept Feng Ruchu into her arms, covering her eyes, covering her ears, and disappearing with a wave of one hand. Above the sacrificial ground.

The spiritualist who was crushed by the ground was left alone, squatting his head there, willing to die, seeking the side of the Qing emperor.

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Jiuzhongdian.

Feng Ruchu was placed on the Wannian ice bed in the inner room.

The collision between the demon soul and the divine soul, coupled with the nine heavenly thunders pressing down on her body, shocked her spiritual veins and needed a good health care. It is estimated that she would have to sleep for a few days at the earliest.

In the back mountain forbidden area of ​​Baiyun Mountain, buckwheat flowers are planted all over the mountains, white and pink, the breeze is blowing, the sea of ​​flowers is full, and the garden is quiet.

"You know, buckwheat flower language?" Mo Qing said suddenly.

The Yu Xiao behind him raised his eyebrows slightly: "There is still a flower language?" When did the brother become obsessed with this elegant thing?

"Yeah." Mo Qing nodded, but didn't say what the flower language was. But there was a silent sentence in my heart: lovers, never-ending love.

"At the beginning, Xuan'er planted a mountain of buckwheat flowers in this back mountain, but it was just to be greedy... eating soba noodles, buckwheat cakes, buckwheat nests... What did you say to you? If the master becomes angry later, Xuan'er will give it away You are a little flower." Yu Xiao mentioned Xuan'er with a face of dozing.

The face of Mo Qing has always been light, unconsciously soft.

"She has always been... naughty." Mo Qing said.

"It's not that you are used to it." Yu Xiao hugged her head more than once and asked the senior to discipline Xuan'er.