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In the quiet room deep in Dong's residence, Qingyang slowly opened his eyes. His consciousness began to recover and his strength slowed down a lot. After more than ten minutes, he got out of bed with his tired body.

Push the door out.

What I saw was a quiet little yard, not big. There were hedges in front of the door, accompanied by flowers and plants. Butterflies fluttered and fluttered around, showing vitality.

After a while, Dong Xiaoqing stepped in here and brought a basin of hot water. Seeing the sober Qingyang, she obviously gave a meal, and then showed her joy: "wake up?"

Qingyang said, "where is this?"

Dong Xiaoqing replied, "my family!"

Home!

Qingyang is silent.

Dong Xiaoqing came up with hot water: "my sister said that you are seriously injured. You must have enough rest and adjustment to face the king again."

My injury.

His subconscious frown, and then feel down, the body can not help a shock, the injury is actually in the better? What happened? Her sister?

Dong Xiaoqing put down the hot water: "since you wake up, then wash yourself!"

Qingyang slightly opened his mouth: "how long did I sleep?"

Dong Xiaoqing shrugged and said, "for a long time."

He was silent again. After escaping from wujizong, he began to abandon himself, but this woman has been helping him.

Not only that, she brought herself back to her family and helped him to heal all his injuries. He could not imagine what kind of natural material and earth treasure was needed to cure such injuries?

This is a great favor.

It was a long time before he regained consciousness and whispered, "thank you."

Dong Xiaoqing laughed: "you seem to have changed a lot, but also told me so much."

Qingyang slowly raised his head, eyes burning up: "my name is Qingyang."

As he said in those four words, his eyes were firm and his willpower was cohesive. It seemed that the real Qingyang was back.

She a Lin, also felt the firmness in his words, then blinked and said with a smile: "do you want to walk?"

Er!

Qingyang coughed a few times, and then he asked, "you have always taken care of me, and I don't know how to repay you. Moreover, I don't even know your name!"

"My name is Dong Xiaoqing," she said with a smile

"Oh," he asked again, "where is this?"

She replied, "Daming Lake, you are now in my Dong's house, which is the island in Daming Lake. This is where I live and where I live! It's quiet. Very few people come here. "

Daming Lake?

He thought for a long time, but his face changed. Was it Daming Lake?

Seeing his mood change, Dong Xiaoqing showed his pride: "my sister is the saint of Daming Lake."

Qingyang:

Unknowingly came to Daming Lake, and unknowingly met the sister of Daming Lake Saint. All this is so fantastic, I can't imagine going through it.

In other words, the virgin of Daming Lake has treated him?

Qingyang took a breath of cool air and saluted Dong Xiaoqing: "great kindness does not say thank you. In Qingyang, if Miss Dong needs to speak in this life, Qingyang will do her best."

She smiles: "anything is OK?"

Er!

"As long as you don't violate morality and conscience, you can do what you can," Qingyang said

She laughed brightly: "that's good! Marry me

As soon as Qingyang stagnates, the whole person is in a daze.

Seeing this, she squeezed out some smiles: "joking!"

Qingyang was obviously relieved and did not dare to look at her. It was not that he did not like beautiful women, but he felt that the gap between himself and Dong Xiaoqing was too big.

Dong Xiaoqing slightly turned around, heart bitter, fool, do you have a sweetheart?

Suddenly, Qingyang suddenly raised his head and drank softly: "who is it?"

Whoa!

In that direction, the waves were rippling, and little ripples spread out. A picture was presented in a scroll, and then a man in black came out with him.

Dong Xiaoqing raised his head, looking slightly cold.

Qingyang quickly blocked her behind her, coldly looking at the visitors.

Is he protecting me?

Dong Xiaoqing opened his eyes, and a warm stream came out of his heart. Looking at his back, his eyes became soft, and he was really protecting me.

The painting flew out, quickly enlarged, with a strong drawing power, as if to pull the two people into the painting.

This is the force of space.

Aware of this, Dong Xiaoqing's face changed greatly.

Qingyang is also ready to fight, and the dark blue sword is tightly held in his hand.

Dong Xiaoqing anxiously opened his mouth: "fool, this is the power of space."

Well, what do you mean?

Qingyang is puzzled. Although he is aware of the abnormality, he doesn't know what the power of space is,"The power of space is a kind of space attack," she explained! It's hard for ordinary weapons to touch the power of space. "

Qingyang "Oh" for a moment, nodded again, he did not say a word, holding the sword in his hand, directly cut up.

Seeing this scene, the corner of the mouth hidden in the black robe, slightly raised, even the peak of the sky dare to wave a sword at her?

However, soon, the raised corners of the mouth gradually solidified.

The dark blue sword, straight at the sky, fell towards her painting scroll. There was no strong power or fluctuation of rules. However, there was an indescribable sharpness running through the painting scroll.

She was stunned and looked at the scene in disbelief.

After her death, Dong Xiaoqing changed quickly from her initial anger to her present surprise. She smiles and realizes something. You know, what Qingyang is holding is the sword of princes!

Bang!

The painting broke out again, rustling and shaking, and the force of space spread and came, and covered here in a dense way.

But Qingyang is another sword, which directly penetrates the force of space and cuts straight into the picture.

The force of space is broken and the picture shrinks rapidly.

The black robed man's mouth was bleeding, and his beautiful pupil shrank, full of dull expression.

How could it be?

This scene is too weird. It is just a little guy who can connect with heaven. How could she break through her power of space so easily?

At this time, a voice came from a certain direction: "Hello, beauty, I said you are all bored?"

The black robed man suddenly shocked and raised his head. Under the black robe, a pair of deep and quiet eyes appeared. She was staring at Huaiyang ion, but when did this guy come here? No sense at all!

Qingyang took up the swords of the princes and was glad to see the visitors.

Huaiyang ion jumped down from the green willow, staring at the black robed man with burning eyes, and said with a smile: "elder martial brother said, my task is to stare at you, so you'd better go home and wash and sleep, which is good for you and me."

Black robed man:.... "

Seeing that she didn't mean to leave, Huaiyang ion laughed: "if you don't want to go home, how about coming to my home?"

Hooligans.

The black robed man's face changed and he snorted coldly. He put away his painting and did not stop.

Dong Xiaoqing reacted and drank softly: "don't go."

Huaiyang ion tone faint: "if you catch up, I will give my younger martial brother to you to warm the bed."

She turned her eyes and coughed a few times. Knowing that she couldn't catch up with her, she looked at her and said, "thank you for your help. May I have your name?"

Huaiyang ion cleared his throat, held his head high, and said, "yes, I am the embodiment of hero and chivalry, the representative of justice and unyielding. I am called Huaiyang ion, the dragon of demons."

She suddenly said, "it's brother Huaiyang. By the way, who is your younger brother? "His name is Qingyang."

Hearing this, she was stunned at first, and then focused on the direction the black robed man was leaving. She ran after him directly, and a roar echoed: "thief, don't try to run."