MTL - Considering the Possibility of Falling in Love With the Villain-Chapter 87 father

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Chapter 86—The Father

"Either the gods or the devil, as long as I still mourn, then I am just your mourning. The gods cannot cover me, and the destiny cannot stop me."

At this moment, it seemed that even the breeze had stopped, and it was as if a breeze was blowing between heaven and earth, and the mind was quiet and restless.

There is always such a person in the world. Just looking at her, just looking at her, already feels that there are soft and white clouds between the heavens and the earth, and even the incomparable tide on the seashore is receding. Even the volcano erupts Destroyed magma must also be cooled.

Just looking at her, Shen Qingjia can already think of the peaceful years after many years. They both held hands and went towards the end of time, towards the end of time.

There are many things in this world that were unexpected. When both people began to look forward to a better future, the future turned to a direction beyond their control.

"After today, there will be no annoying things."

Everything, Qingjia, you don't need to worry about it. Before you have found it, I will solve it all. After all this is resolved, there will be no more existence between us in this world.

"Either way." Shen Qingjia put on a good hat for her mourning and smiled. "Anyway, I will never let you run away."

Wishes, you can rest assured to be strong, my sullen charms hiding in the dark, the private villain will let me solve it for you, no one in this world can stop you.

If you become a god, I will break with the world, and if you become a demon, I will walk with you after I have slaughtered this life.

Wish, I will be a disaster you can't get rid of ...

There are too many strong enemies between this world and the world, and they dare not relax anytime. They need to work for a more secure future at any time.

Shen Qingjia lowered her head and stepped down to the altar, wishing mourning in a dress, wearing the sun, moon, and stars above the mountains, rivers, and seas, and saluting the sky, her voice was faint but extremely penetrating: "I am a high priest. Adaptation, Guangzhao old thread, more Mao Xinxin. "

A moment later, the sky above the altar seemed to remind of the thunderous thunder. In ancient records of the Phoenix family, it was a precursor to the connection of the gods with the world.

Jiu Lei opened the road, Ambilight, sky and earth clear, moving and chaotic.

Next, the gods will give powerful inheritance power, and the chosen one will become the scavenger of the chaotic order in the world, and there is no one to stop this world.

Shen Qingjia's eyes retreated to the stage shone slightly, she looked at Zhu Ai's eyes without any doubt, and Zhu Ai would succeed, which is no doubt for her. The beautiful woman standing on the stage with a beautiful face and powerful strength is the master of Huangquan City who has never failed. She is always a lover and never retreats.

The confidence put on it is so strong that Shen Qingjia never thought about how to deal with it after failing to enter into mourning ...

After the west direction of the altar, Ji Qianhuang sacrificed the sword dance, the next thing that should be done is to have the closest person put on the dress, and almost everyone thought that person was Xia You, or Xia Xun.

To everyone's surprise, it was the head of the Phoenix clan who gave the dress to Ji Qianhuang. When he stepped onto the altar, everyone in the audience was whispering, except that Ji Qianhuang's expression remained unchanged, and His Excellency the High Priest with a slight smile on his face.

The head of the Phoenix family is a very handsome middle-aged man. He looks only in his early forties, fair-skinned, dark-skinned pupils, and a well-groomed beard on his lips.

All in all, this is a handsome, gentle and attractive middle-aged man. However, it does not seem that he is as aggressive as a family. If it is not the eye-catching wings, he looks no different from the Sri Lankan writers in the outside world.

"My name is Feng Wentu, maybe you have heard of me." The chief of the Phoenix clan whispered, "Of course, maybe you don't want to know this name."

At any time, Ji Qianhuang, with a three-point smile on her face, had never been seen at the moment, and her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. As if in anger, it seems to be scornful!

Ji Qianhuang stared at the man who came near, flashing thunder and lightning in his eyes, and it seemed that there was a murderous strategy in the making. For a long time, the thunder level went down and cooled down into frost and blade.

auzw.com The high priest under the audience saw the scene, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and he tilted his head and told the people on the side: "If he moves a little, immediately kill him. At critical moments, I must not allow any accidents! "

"Yes!" Yuren nodded, then stepped back and disappeared into the crowd.

Ji Qianhuang's emotions are always faint and implied, but they are hidden deeply. The seeming smile is eye-catching, but besides the smile on that face, no one else can see it.

Joy also smiles sadly and smiles, as if nothing in this world deserves her attention, all things are worth her smile. Ji Qianhuang, who always smiles, has never had such an extremely obvious look and emotion on her face, obvious to not conceal, and obvious to no depression!

From the incident of seizure of power from the original safety base to the event of the ghost and beast live sacrifices, she gradually grew from a weak and vulnerable young woman to the master of a city in the south with a smile on her face. This smile was even exaggeratedly described by followers as: the light of hope ...

No one has ever seen Ji Qianhuang's disorder.

However, at the moment Ji Qianhuang's face mask was frosty, her lips were tight, and it seemed that there were tens of thousands of emotions to be vented. After a while, she turned her head and said, "... change clothes."

After today, or no longer see each other or Xian Fan, farewell, no matter what, there are no people or things that can make you feel turbulent.

Seeing Feng Wentu's body stiff, he didn't move halfway, Ji Qianhuang frowned slightly, this person, what kind of trouble is today?

Seeing Ji Qianhuang like this, Feng Wentu immediately swallowed a lot of nonsense into his stomach, and then said: "I know I'm sorry for you. I have felt guilty every night these years. If I can, I miss you Give me a chance to compensate ... "

"Compensation?" Ji Qianhuang, who has been covering her face with a frost, smiled when she heard the word, "Perhaps you misunderstood her. She went to the outside world at that time was completely voluntary and has nothing to do with you. You do not owe us, and we do not want to What relationship do you have. And you have been troubled all these years, what you think is mean and shameless, maybe we have nothing to do, those are just too much of your own thinking. "

Feng Wentu bowed his head and choked his voice. "Anyway, I bear you too much ... you can scold me, if you scold me more, I will feel a lot better."

Ji Qianhuang tilted her head and looked at him, "You're called ... Feng ... Feng Wentu, right, sorry, she didn't mention your name to me, and things that year didn't tell me too much. It ’s not that I got the key to my destiny later, and if I saw something before, maybe I didn't know that you were still there. "

"She was ... She had her wings pulled out to go to the outside world, and she suffered every month in order to maintain the human form, and even died in the outside world, all to give birth to her Phoenix family, and You have nothing to do with it. Even if you don't listen weakly to the elders' arrangements to let her go out, you can't stop this from happening. She doesn't hate you, and doesn't remember you anymore, so you don't need to be affectionate! "

Feng Wentu's face was pale, as if the wooden chicken was in place, he could not say a word.

"And I ..." Ji Qianhuang gave him a scornful glance. "And I have nothing but scorn and contempt for you, Feng Wentu, you don't deserve to hate me at all."

Lian Feng Wentu was still pale and had no other action. Ji Qianhuang took a step forward and picked up the dress from his hand and put it on.

Ben only dealt with the scene casually, but unexpectedly, this dress turned out to be very fit, as if tailored for her.

With a long body and a magnificent appearance, it is exactly the same as Feng Wentu imagined. Like many people who moved the Phoenix family many years ago, they are beautiful and noble, and no one can look directly into them.

They are all born to be dazzling. They can be lucky when they meet. Happiness is lucky, sadness is lucky, and even guilt is lucky.

Feng Wentu moved her lips. "This is the dress I made for you. I think ..."

"Don't say it!" Ji Qianhuang's face was somber, "After hearing this, I can't wait to throw this dress into the smelly ditch !!"

Feng Wentu immediately shut up with interest, seeing that the person he had been waiting for twenty years finally stood in front of him. Even though Fang was only ridiculed, at this moment his heart still has the joy and touch that he never had before. This person is really coming back ... This is great. She came back here and could see her in her lifetime. Son is already good ...

Ji Qianhuang wore a dress and inserted the sword used for the sacrifice of the sacrifice to the ground. She wore the sun, the moon, and the stars above her head. She saluted the sky with a confident and open smile on her face. I am the high priest, and I will surely adapt to the changes, the old times will be revealed, and the new ones will be more mature. "

As soon as the words fell, the sky above the western altar gathered a large dark cloud, and there was a thunderous thunder. After a moment the dark clouds dispersed and a multicolored glow was sprinkled.

In the brilliant light, the beautiful woman seemed to have an extra layer of majesty. She looked back and smiled at Feng Wentu, "Feng Wentu, why are you still here ..."

"Still speaking of this time, you are still thinking about me ... will call you a father."