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When Ji You and others left, the imperial concubine set up a ban, and the first marshal was promoted to let him be a censor, to guard against the intention of the drowning fairy and the sixth marshal, and told Ye Lingyue.

"In this way, you are also blessed in this disaster, and you have become a big official."

Ye Lingyue snarled.

The strength of the emperor, not to mention the imperial history, even the marshal is more than enough, although he did not say, Ye Lingyue also knows that he will stay in the military, all for him.

"The big official is also your slave. I haven't seen you for a long time, you just provoked me a bunch of rotten peaches. If I am one more late, don't you want Qin Song to take advantage of it?"

The emperor took a look at Ye Lingyue, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

"He dares! If he dares to touch me, I promise to let him behave here for the rest of his life. I have prepared the darkness of the ghost door to pay him."

Ye Lingyue did not have a good air.

Ghost door thirteen needles of this array method, the beginning of the yin damage, poisonous, but also internal injuries, easily can not see, after the fusion of the full, the close attack, enough to let Qin Song can not eat and walk.

Wherever she is expected to get, Qin Song will be so shameless, will be in danger, and the fate of the female cavalry battalion will be awkward.

She has offended Qin Song, Qin Song still does not know what kind of means to deal with her, the female cavalry battalion can only rely on oneself to bear.

Mentioned the 13th needle of the ghost gate, Ye Lingyue could not help but look at Hongmen Fangxian.

Hong Meng Fang Xian was joined by Ye Lingyue and Emperor Yi, and fed a full-eyed dog food.

He also saw that the emperor had a deep affection for Ye Lingyue. Since seeing Ye Lingyue, the Emperor’s gaze has never been removed from her.

Once upon a time, the jade hand looked at him like this.

It’s a pity that it’s useless, so that the jade hand has experienced so many hardships.

"Ming Yue, can you have the news of the jade hand poison?"

Hong Meng Fang Xian asked urgently.

"The jade hand predecessor has left the northern border. It seems that he has completed the mission in the order of the northern gods. She has not contacted me yet."

Ye Lingyue shook his head.

She is also very much looking forward to the fact that the jade hand poisonous and the Hong Meng Fang Xian reunite, the two are also bitter, separated for so many years, there is a chance to see you again.

"It is also strange to say that Jade Hand Dangerous has not contacted me again."

The Emperor also wondered that he and Yu Zhe Zun Zun had been in contact because of Ye Lingyue’s sake.

Jade Hand Dynamite will make more moves in the nine nights and tell the Emperor.

Since the emperor went to the thirteen gods magic island, the two people were separated from each other. After the emperor returned to the first legion, the news that Hongmeng Fangxian had returned was secretly notified to the jade hand, which was thought to be jade hand poison. Respect will not wait, come to see Hongmen Fangxian.

The emperor waited for the first time, and at the end of the day, even the letter of the jade hand poison was not received.

Jade Hand Poison is also no news.

Ye Lingyue will also pretend to be full of Hongmen Fangxian. She designed to expose Hongmengzi.

"There is a good report to the end of the good and evil, and it is also reasonable to let the party fall into such a situation. It is a pity that my sister has been obsessed with this day."

Hong Meng Fang Xian listened to it, feeling a thousand.

He was framed by the imperial concubine and was confined to the Demon Island for many years. All the hatred also died with the death of Sumi, and the smoke disappeared.

As for Luo Yan Fang Xian, he never put her in the heart, Hong Meng Fang Xian now the only hope is to find the jade hand poison.

The ups and downs of the gods have already made him feel bad.

"Yu Mi Fang Xian, Jiuzhou Ding broken for a long time, the original Ding Ling gave birth to a new dry tripod. I have gathered eight pieces of Ding. Unfortunately, the last piece of the foot is taken away by Luo Yan Fang Xian These eight ding films..."

Ye Lingyue hesitated and spread his hand.

In the palm of his hand, the little black Ding broke out.

Gan Ding is the object of Hongmeng Fangxian. Ye Lingyue has taken it for himself. It has been for many years and has received countless benefits.

Now Ding’s main lord, Hong Meng Fang Xian, is back, Ye Lingyue thinks, maybe she should return the trip to the sage.

However, Gan Ding has given birth to Ding Ling. It has accompanied him all the way to the realm of the gods. He has experienced countless times. In this scene of separation, Ye Lingyue has a very uncomfortable feeling.

Everything about her is almost always given.

"Hey, master, don't you have a small tripod?"

Ding Ling seems to realize the intention of Ye Lingyue, like a baby, crying.

Hong Meng Fang Xian stared at the mouth of Xiao Ding.

Although it is very similar to the original Jiuzhou Ding, this Ding has no sense of familiarity.

This is a new tripod, it is Ye Lingyue who has spent countless efforts to refine it.

"Lingyue, put the tripod up. Jiuzhou Ding, Ding Ding, it is not my thing. It is also passed to me by my master. Master has explained that Jiangshan has talents, each produces a new The Ding Ling means that Ding will change the Lord. My fate with this Ding, when the Jiuzhou Ding was broken, I have already done it. I am your Enlightenment Master, but I have been unable to pass you anything. This tripod, even if I sent you a good gift. From now on, you are the master of it."

Hong Meng Fang Xian said.

Listening to Hong Meng Fang Xian said that Ding Ling can be happy, and it slammed back, and returned to Ye Lingyue’s palm, so that he was afraid that Ye Lingyue would give it back.

Ye Lingyue’s heart was warm, and he greeted Hong Meng’s Fang Xianying.

“Thank you for your success.”

"Good boy, dry Ding is in your hands, like a fish, I believe, you will be able to carry it forward. In addition, as a person, I will remind you again. I can pass this trip to you, which means that others can Take away Ding from your hands. Ding, the air is also, from now on, you must be like cherishing life, cherish your tripod. Ding is, people are, die, people die."

Hong Meng Fang Xian’s look was serious and he solemnly snarled.

"Ming Yue will not forget the teachings of his predecessors."

Ye Lingyue's five fingers gathered, in the palm of his hand, that one of the Dingyin bounced like a heart.

The three men stayed in the camp for a full number of hours, until around midnight, Hong Meng Fang Xian and Emperor Yu admittance left.

The starry sky of the Gobi desert is brighter than other places in the realm of the gods.

After the Emperor and Sumiyoshi left, there was a figure standing on the side of the camp.

It was a woman who wore a large square robe shaped like a bat to cover her face.

In the darkness, her face is not very clear.

"Hong Meng, is that you?"

The man groaned, his voice was like a sigh, and he was especially clear on the lonely night of insects.