Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1267 is like a thin ice (2)

After Ye Qingyi returned to the Shadow Temple, he returned to his bedroom.

The shock of the Shadow Temple on the two days was really more than the sum of her years.

Step by step like a thin ice, the feeling of hanging a line, no one.

After Ye Qingyi returned to the dormitory, he went to the owner of the Luo family with Ye Qingyu, but went to see the death.

At this moment, the dying is negotiating some things with several kings, hearing the return of the lord, and letting them come in to report.

"The Lord, but is it back?" He whispered his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Yes."

He looked up slightly and glanced at the owner. There was no expression on his face. "Tonight, the Luo family must be quite lively."

On the side of the Raksha ethnic group, when I heard something in the words of dying, I immediately asked: "When you die, Luojiashou feast, do you know what? Otherwise, with your temper, how can you let the saints go with?"

As far as the strength of the Luo family is concerned, it is not worthy to go with them.

Indifference and indifference, "Luo Qufeng had a sacred sacred volume before. In these years, he has been practicing in secret. This method can be absorbed by others and cultivated for his own use. I want to come to him for thousands of years. It should be almost the same. This year's birthday banquet is so popular, it should be a plot, how can Luojia not be busy?"

When the words of dying came out, several kings immediately understood the intention of dying.

"You already know? So... you deliberately let the Lord go, want to take this, explore the true and false?"

The dying face is as usual. "I already knew? I know what? I am not a Luo family, and I am not interested in knowing what they are going to do."

Although the death is like this, but the king of the field is not a fool, naturally understand the meaning of death.

"What can be interesting on the birthday banquet?"

The head of the church immediately told the story of the entire life banquet, one by one, one by one.

The look of dying is fretting.

"Do you say that the cultivation of Luo Qufeng was absorbed by the blood of the Holy Spirit?"

"Yes." The head of the church nodded, and then said: "It is only under the observation of the subordinates. It is not like the active absorption of the Lord. It is more like the power of the devil to swallow the blood and absorb the power of Luo Qufeng."

"Not active..." The sorrow squinted his head, one hand on the side of the face, and the other finger on the handle of the chair.

"I know, you go ahead."

"Yes." The lord immediately retired.

As soon as the head of the church left, the kings of the kings opened their mouths.

"In the dead, the power of the Lord has never been in front of me, and it really shows that whether she really has the blood of the mutated gods, we can not be sure, but this is indeed some when the devil devours the blood and passively absorbs others to repair it. Hey, with the strength of the Lord, why is it so? And it is not her original intention..." The clan became more and more suspicious.

"Before the Terran, although it has never been moved in the Nine Souls, it can't explain anything. If someone intentionally does it, she can do it herself." Meizu Wang also began to speak.

The more the Lord sees, the more suspicious they are, the more they behave, but they are very similar to the Lord. They can't distinguish at any time.

"If you have any thoughts, just say it."

"The idea is nothing, but everyone's purpose is the same. No one can spoof the Lord's position. If anyone dares to do it, it is hard to erase his sin."

In the darkness of the eyes, the darkness of the eyes, revealing the coldness of Sensen.

"Nature, if someone fakes the Lord, I will let her know how the most cruel torture in the world is..."

"With your words, it is enough." Several kings looked at each other and immediately had plans in mind.

(End of this chapter)