Receiving spiritual power is a very refreshing thing, let alone five hundred years of spiritual power. It can be so refreshing that it is so enjoyable. However, Qianhua doesn't know why, but there is always a hot feeling of fullness in her lower abdomen. Qianhua can swear that she will never... It's not that I had too much lunch, but the legendary pleasure of passing the Qi is wrong
However, no matter what, these five hundred years of spiritual power, Mo Yunye's five hundred years of hard training, were all put into Qianhua's body in just half a cup of tea. He suddenly felt refreshed and his future was bright. He looked at it in a daze. When he arrived at the queen's phoenix position, he was taking the initiative to move towards him little by little.
Hange was so angry that he was speechless. He wondered if all women in the world were greedy for petty gains. He just followed others with a mere five hundred years of spiritual power and still didn't even say hello to him. This caused his infatuated heart to fall again. I had to carry it back to the ghost world in despair and take a bath for two days.
So just as she was pouting her flaming red lips to vent her grievances, Luo Qianhua, who had been led by Mo Yunye and flew up into the clouds, suddenly heard a ventriloquism:
"Hange, Hange, I now have a thousand and one years of spiritual power!"
"Huh, it's not yours, it's not yours after all..."
"Hange, you are jealous!"
"Humph, do you still care about whether I'm jealous or sad..."
"Hange, are you going to take a bath for how many days when you return to the ghost world this time?"
"Huahua! You heartless one!"
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Hange roared loudly and almost blurted out. The other Qianhua was frightened and never responded. She probably got into Mo Yunye's arms. However, Luo Qianhua had no premonition at all at that time. These few words In the midst of teasing, Hange's unintentional words became a prophecy, that is, "If it's not yours, it won't be yours after all"! This is not Luo Qianhua's. Whether it is a person or something else, it will become her pain in the future...
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One day in the sky is like ten years in the human world. Ten years in the human world are full of changes. Children who have just been born have learned how to seduce the girl next door. Four months in the sky are like a hundred years in the human world. A hundred years in the human world are enough to go through three generations of grievances, birth, old age, illness and death. Luo Qianhua, who lives in Yunqi Palace, has not yet visited thirty percent of the vast heaven.
On the fifteenth day of every month, it is still the same as before. Mo Yunye will take Yi Xue to Gou Mountain to practice the "Broken Moon". At first, Qianhua knew that the two of them were innocent and was still angry for no reason. It was probably some little immortals in the heaven who didn't know the truth who were still angry. Ever since gossip made her upset, Qianhua gradually got used to being ridiculed openly and secretly, so she simply and generously sent Mo Yunye and Yixue down to the seventh heaven in person, and also thoughtfully provided them with extra clothes to keep out the cold.
So within three days, Luo Qianhua, the future queen, was lucky enough to be known as "generous, generous, informal; empress's virtue, mother's love to the world", which made Qianhua happy for a long time. That night she said goodbye to Mo Yunye At that time, he even specially shook Yixue's hand and said sincerely: "Combine work and rest, don't hurt your body..." Hearing this, Yixue's face turned red with embarrassment.
Qianhua secretly thought that this child was really impure, and all she could think about was all kinds of crooked things, but unexpectedly, with a flick of the corner of her eye, even Mo Yunye's face had a look of confusion. A touch of brilliant pink.
Qianhua stroked her forehead and expressed her shame, then turned around, and was shocked to find that a large number of fairies were looking up at her in the Nantian Gate. Her standing posture was as straight as a mountain and as neat as a brush; her eyes were like admiration and worship. Five-body cast. (To be continued)