Guba noticed his gaffe, but this is about the benefits of the Elf Kingdom, and still insists on his own opinions, but the voice is a lot weaker, "True God, our Elf Kingdom is born to protect you, please take this into consideration. Please also change your combat strategy."
Gong Lingye snorted coldly, and then strangled Guba's jaw, "What I don't like the most is being questioned. You know, it's me that is the commander, and you are at best a monitor."
Guba was strangled a little, her hair straightened and panting, finally Gong Lingye put down her hand, but still wanted to say, but was stopped by Li Chengxian.
Li Chengxian took her aside, who knows that Junior Sister doesn't like being questioned.
The move of the elven kingdom is also overwhelming and chaotic. The little junior sister has promised and when there was a mistake. Although the little junior girl looks cold and deserted, if she is really worried about it, she will never deal with it at will. of.
This seemingly risky strategy, other people don't know, how can the few of them who are next to the little junior sister know that it was made by the little junior sister after careful consideration.
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Between the secret rooms, there are two figures, one is old and the other is beautiful.
"King, Lord True God is so rude to you, why are we loyal to her." It was Guba who was speaking, and the words were obviously inconsistent.
"Nonsense!" the old elf king reprimanded, and then the old voice slowly echoed in the pavilion, "Loyal to the true god, this is passed down from generation to generation, and the rules left by the ancestors, how can you scorn it. "
Although there was some shackles between Lord True God during this period, he never thought of rebelling. Besides, the Snow Kingdom Kingdom came before him, and he was expecting Lord True God to lead the people of the Elf Kingdom to fight.
Guba twisted his fingers tightly, and the roots turned white. "The rules are dead, but we are alive. Our ancestors said that we must be loyal to the true gods, but at that time the ancestors said that the true gods would also report back to us. The same attitude, so we are loyal."
The old elf king still had a bit of nonsense, "In any case, the rules of the ancestors must be observed!"
After all, the rules are left by the ancestors, no matter what, the rules must be kept!
Guba Jiaomei’s small face suddenly faded away, "King, but the attitude of the true God is really worthy of our Elf Kingdom and continue to serve her? She never thought of going with our Elf Kingdom. Life and death."
Such a person, why should she respect her as a true god, and why...
Guba Qingbi's eyes suddenly stained with a different color, why can't it be replaced!
The muddy eyes of the old elf king suddenly looked at Guba, and then the spirit of the elf between his hands was knocked off the ground, and the sharp palm wind knocked Guba to the ground.
"You can't say anything like this in the future, or you will be spared next time!" Then he strode away.
Guba got up from the ground and wiped a few drops of blood from the corner of her lips. She knew that the king was indeed merciful. Otherwise, this slap would prevent her from getting out of bed for half a month.
But just give up like this, she is not reconciled, she will definitely make up for it!
In an instant, Guba's long silver hair fluttered, her delicate little face bloomed with a bit of resentment, and the corner of her eyes picked out a little madness.
She will never give up, even if she pays all the price!
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Bei Chenjue's obsessive memorial was still set for a long while, but her stern face was a little absent-minded.
It's been a long time, it's been almost a year since I saw Ling'er last time.
I don’t know how Ling'er’s mainland looks like, but don’t let him see the elf named Ya'er, so that he and the little woman can’t see each other for so long. He is afraid that he will hate it then. Cut it a thousand times.
"Missing her?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded with a bit of madness. Upon closer inspection, the furnishings in the pavilion caused a somewhat imperceptible sway due to the sound.
This is the strength and the supreme. The coldness in Bei Chenjue's eyes is suddenly stronger. When he can have the strength like Dongfang Piao, maybe it is hard to see a little woman now.
How could Dongfang Po not understand what he was thinking, touched his chin, "I can't find the place where my daughter-in-law went."
He didn't want his son to misunderstand that he was deliberately unwilling to help him find his wife.
How could he ignore the loneliness of his son these days, but, also weird, he couldn't find that place no matter what.
He suffers from his son, he also understands this abstinence as a man, how difficult it is to spend the night alone, if the son is not so infatuated, he can also find a woman to spend the spring night at will, and it is a big deal to clean up before the daughter-in-law comes back. That's it.
But there is no way, who said that his son is his kind, and he is also an infatuated kind. Whatever the infatuated kind can do, the suffering can only be swallowed in the heart.
Thinking of him for so many years, he can be regarded as a big man, but there is no beauty around him, all men, and it is said that he has bad habits.
The son doesn't seem to be much better. These days, I pay attention to the gossip. There is no one in the harem of his son, and it is also questioned whether it is good for men.
Those vulgar mortals.
Dongfangpo shook his head, "Son, let me tell you a story with your mother."
Bei Chenzheng glanced at him, her face was full of cold expression, "Say." Anyway, there is nothing more than thinking about the little woman now, and it is meaningless to listen to this old man talking nonsense.
Dongfang Po was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood. Is this the attitude his son should have towards Laozi? Looking at those ancient books, he didn't expect him to fan the wind in Xia You Son and warm the bed in Winter.
Of course, I don’t care about bed warming or anything. Think about sleeping with a big man. Goose bumps can be lost as much as possible. However, the little beauty who replaced it with Wenxiang Nephrite would be nice.
"Your mother, she was almost like you when she was young, and you really inherited her temperament." Dongfang Posha said intently.
Bei Chenjue said without hesitation: "Talk about the key points."
Dongfang Pobai took a look at his son, and continued to talk about the key points he thought, "Your mother was very beautiful at the time, and she is worthy of the name to say that she was the first beauty. Fortunately, your mother has a vision and loves you. Such a jade tree facing the wind and suave father."
Bei Chenjue's eyes moved to Dongfang Po, and a piece of Junrong can be regarded as a finely carved jade. It can be seen that he has inherited some points, but Yushu Linfeng? Merry and suave
"How do I feel that she can't match your rascal and then reluctantly promised you to pursue it."