At the end of the two, the two still felt that they were not addictive, and simply abandoned their respective beasts, relying on the body method, compared with the superior.
The two people competed, and found that their own body skills are not weak.
It is the special power of the wind that cultivates the thin emotions. In the sky, it is like a fish and water, like a moving cloud.
Although the little monster is not the divine power of the wind, but he inherited a part of the stars casually, and also has the famous teacher guidance like the god of the valley of the wind, in the sky, like the same meteor, the skills are comparable.
The two are thoughtful generations, and after a battle, they both like Ye Lingyue, and they also have sympathy for each other.
But above the sky, there were two red and gray silhouettes walking side by side.
"Boy, do you like Lingyue?"
Bo Qing squinted at the little monster.
The little monster didn't say anything.
He is different from Bo Qing. Bo Qing's love for Ye Lingyue can be seen personally.
But little monsters, because of childhood experiences, have always been very restrained.
He buried his love for Ye Lingyue deeply in his heart, and easily refused to confess to outsiders.
Asked by Bo Qing today, his face was crossed with embarrassment.
"Sorry? But you haven't counted on it. You are not your opponent alone, let alone Dixin's kid."
Bo Qing pouted, and along the way, he has analyzed the little monster, and finally concluded that the little monster can not be his opponent at all.
"Dixin?"
The little monster was alert, and it was impossible for Ye Lingyue to have other admirers.
"Emperor Xin is Chiyin, you should be right."
Bo Qing didn't all say that how Di Xin became the general seal of God Realm, this is unknown to Bo Qing.
But that kid could climb all the way to Yushi from a god general.
"I can't compare, can you compare?"
The little monster didn't have a good air.
As the sons of Xi Jiuye and Lan Chuchu, the little monster's own talent and chance are very good, and now he has the cultivation of Grandpa Fenggu Divine Emperor.
He never felt that he was inferior to Emperor Xin, the only one who was not as good as that kid, except that he encountered Lingyue worse than himself.
I was born but not born, and I was born with sorrow in my heart, which is the biggest regret in the heart of the little monster.
If he met Ye Lingyue earlier, he believed that he would not lose to Dixin.
"Hey, we are both cannon fodder anyway, but at least, at the bottom of Lingyue, I am more important than you."
Bo Qing's heart is not the taste, the little monster's mind is not his mind.
He died so well. When he met Ye Lingyue a little later than Emperor Xin, he missed his heart.
"Which one do you see? In her mind, you are more important than me?"
The little monster knew he could not compare with Emperor Xin in his life, but he was convinced that he was very special in Ye Lingyue's mind.
"Nature is more important than you, but I am her good brother, Lan Yan confidant, what are you. That is the son of his enemy."
Bo Qing sneered.
His words fell, and the face of the little monster changed.
"How do you know who I am ... who told you, who are you?"
The biggest regret in the heart of the little monster is his relationship with Xi Jiuye.
His own father and mother had done so much to Ye Lingyue in the past, and this has always been a thorn in his heart.
He didn't expect that this thorn today would be pulled up bloody by an outsider like Bo Qing.
"What is the relationship between me and Lingyue, she will tell me anything in her heart."
Bo Qing was smug, and he wouldn't tell the little monster when he was killed. Yunsheng and he went to rescue Xiao Che when they came to tell him.
As for the relationship between the little monster and Xi Jiuye, Bo Qing just looked at the little monster a few times and thought he was very similar to Xi Jiuye.
I just don't know how the Northern Realm God who was blinded by lard, has never been found.
But since no one said it, Bo Qing would naturally not say much to the outside world.
"Nonsense, Ling Yue cannot tell you these things."
Little monster and Bo Qing because of Xi Jiuye's thing, the two had already relaxed a lot of atmosphere, and they became nervous again.
The two are about to start.
It was at this moment that I saw a god soldier coming from the direction of Zhushen Mountain.
"Is it the messenger of the Gods Mountain?"
When the little monster saw the person's service, he knew that he was under the seat of God of Wind Valley.
He is still four or five days away from the Zhushen Mountain. The messenger arrived suddenly and there must be something urgent.
"Meet Captain Zeng. There is a letter from you here. Be sure to open it with your own hands."
The messenger was overjoyed when he saw the little monster. He quickly stepped forward and handed a letter to the little monster.
The little monster glanced at the letter, revealing a bit of displeasure.
"Tell the person who wrote the letter that I will never accept her letter."
There was no signature on the letter, but the little monster recognized it at a glance, just because there was a wax mark of the white magnolia pattern on the letter, which was from Lan Chuchu.
Ever since Lan Chuchu knew that the little monster was his own son, he had been entangled with the little monster.
From writing letters to some daily food, clothing and housing, Lan Chuchu secretly sent people to take care of him.
Her actions like this attracted many colleagues' misunderstandings when they were in the Gods Mountain. They secretly envied them and said that the little monster was in love.
But the little monster knew that this was all Lan Chuchu's usual trick.
The woman had cruelly discarded herself earlier, even killing people to kill her mouth.
Now that he finds himself reborn, he wants to repair the relationship. He and her have long lost their mother and son.
So in the letter written by Lan Chuchu, the little monster was thrown aside every time.
It's just that Lan Chuchu has never ordered someone to deliver a letter in person like he is today.
"Yo, this is not true. You can't see it, you are quite welcome."
Bo Qing said ridiculously, similar love letters, in fact, Bo Qing received a dozen a day.
He is different from the little monster, he has a Zhang Fengliu face, and the men and women kill each other.
"No matter what you do."
The little monster glared at him.
"Captain Zeng, the man said, this letter is about life and death, you have to watch it."
The messenger was also anxious.
Earlier, the little monster had refused to receive Lan Chuchu's letter, so this letter had been delayed in Zhushen Mountain for several days.
But Lan Chuchu was very anxious, urging time and time again, but the messenger had no choice but to find the little monster.
The little monster sneered from the bottom of his heart, didn't say much, and accepted the letter.
The messenger just breathed a sigh of relief, but at the next moment, the little monster's palm shook, and the letter turned into powder in his palm.
"Captain, what are you?"
The messenger panicked.
"What's her life and death to do with me."
The little monster said coldly, no more, and went on.