Chapter 2007

The night is clear and clear.

The elder of the clan was extremely contemptuous of her.

Think of the ancestral clan, the attitude of the clan elders, night clear fall also see strange.

Whether they like her or not doesn't matter what attitude they have towards her.

"Little patriarch, please step forward and raise smoke to worship heaven!"

To smoke is to light incense and worship.

Night Qingluo stood in front of the altar without any action.

The elder of zongmen has directly put the three incense sticks into the fingers of the night.

Immediately reached out and pressed the shoulder of night Qingluo, trying to force her to kowtow.

Night clear fall thin eyebrow micro Cu, in the zongmen elder hands, the heart is angry squint Mei Mou.

He wants to use his backhand to buckle the elder's wrist.

Suddenly, there was a huge "boom" sound.

From the sky, a majestic Xuanli, straight toward the direction of the night clear.

The elder of zongmen reacted quickly.

At the time of perceiving the mysterious power.

Immediately released the shoulder of night clear fall, quickly retreated, avoided the attack of Xuan Qi.

"Dead old man!"

Night clear fall in the heart secretly scold a, sneer to pull the corner of the mouth.

Her five fingers moved, and the flame fan spread out on her fingertips.

A raging hurricane burst out from the flame fans.

It collided with the attack of daoxuan Qi.

"Bang" of a huge bang, night Qingluo directly with overwhelming force, directly hit the dark gas, mercilessly crushed back.

"Ah --"

a scream.

A figure fell in the sky.

By the power of the night clearing that hurricane, as well as their own strength.

The man was not killed yet. When he hit the ground, he suddenly turned over, stabilized his body and half knelt on the ground.

A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

"Second young master!"

From the high platform came the woman's unbelievable cry of surprise, and immediately saw Beiming's stumbling forward and kneeling beside the man who attacked the night.

That man is no one else.

It is the night Fengru who should be held in the dungeon of the Imperial Palace at this time!

Beiming held the hand of night Fengru and cried out: "second young master, why do you Why do you do this? Today is the succession ceremony of Miss Qi. How can you How can you... "

Beiming's palm warmed the cold hand of night Fengru.

He was full of hatred, staring at the eyes of the night, slowly moved to the body of Beiming.

He recognized Beiming.

The expression on the face, softened a bit.

The anger in his eyes was also weak.

"Niang..." Night Maple Ru hoarse voice, light spit a word.

Beiming's tears fell like rain.

In a big family.

As a concubine's room, she was not qualified to call the name of the young master, even if the young master was his own son coming out of her belly.

And her son can't call her mother in front of others.

Now, hear a "Niang", Beiming's heart, mercilessly pumping pain.

She tightly grasped the hand of night Fengru, choked and said, "son, you listen to mother's advice, don't Don't think about revenge for purple girl any more. "

The word "purple girl" is mentioned.

Night Fengru all over a stiff, suddenly clear eyes, once again infected with a crazy.

He flung himself away from Beiming family, patted the ground and glared at ye Qingluo: "ye Qingluo, you have no right to inherit the throne of the patriarch. Come down from the altar for me!"

"Son! You... " Beiming also wanted to rush forward.

The night clear falls the footstep to move immediately, moved to Beiming's side, grabbed her arm: "night Fengru's state is not right, you don't go, may hurt you."

Beiming was stunned and his tears rolled down: "Miss Qi, please help him Please help him... "

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