God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 645 Heir (1)

Di Bugu's long hair is unrestrained, fluttering in the wind.

That unrestrained vigor really looks like someone.

"The hair is not dry, let it dry for a while, don't think I'm sloppy." Di Bugu smiled.

Yue Qingcheng twitched the corners of her lips, "There are some who are not sloppy!"

Ghost Xiao's long ink-splashed hair is better than anyone else's hair, and it has nothing to do with mess.

But this emperor is not alone, let's be so-so.

"Who is it?" Di Bugu raised his voice.

Yue Qingcheng walked down the mountain without saying a word.

Di Bugu stopped talking and followed her.

"Grow up quickly, grow up quickly, marry me when you grow up..."

He was very happy, humming softly.

Yue Qingcheng glanced at him suspiciously.

It was a wonderful language that she couldn't understand, but she still thought it sounded good.

"How is it? Did you sing well?" Di Bugu smiled heartily.

Yue Qingcheng pursed her lower lip, remembering several things that he almost choked to death, she wisely didn't talk to him.

on top of the mountain.

Two figures, one middle-aged and one young.

"Master, what did you bring me here for?" Don't ask the sky to be confused.

The master of the East Mansion fanned Ning Ji's gaze, and slowly withdrew from the foot of the mountain.

"Why do you ask so many questions? Take a closer look and see what's below."

Don't ask Tian scratched his head, and walked to the edge of the pool.

boom!

Shan Ning fiercely kicked out.

With a plop, don't ask Tianzhuichi.

"Master, you..."

Shan Ningji put his hands in his cuffs, and his voice was strong, "You are lucky, stay here for half an hour before coming out!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, leaving Don Wentian in the water with a dazed expression.

But after feeling the energy in the pool, he showed a shocked expression.

Isn't this pool an ordinary pool?

Why now... has such terrifying power?Continue to heal his injuries.

……

For the next few days, Yue Qingcheng practiced in the room.

Di Bugu said that he had to go to class, but it didn't matter anymore.

And she didn't receive any news about the cultivation of the Qiankun Technique arranged by the college for the freshmen. She didn't know until Emperor Bugu passed the martial arts on from generation to generation.

"Anyway, it's nothing difficult. I'll teach you after I've learned it." Di Bugu had a hippie smile on his face.

Yue Qingcheng was a little displeased with him arbitrarily making decisions, but as he said, it could save her a lot of time.

A few days later, Ji Nanchang, who was out of spirits, found her and said that the battle for the heir of Momen had completely started.

"Junior Brother Ouyang, the situation is really not optimistic. If you want to quit, Senior Brother won't mind." Ji Nanchang said, looking very unmotivated.

He told Yue Qingcheng that his life might be in danger if he participated in it.

Judging from the situation, he has no chance of winning.

"Senior brother said that, isn't it unfair to me? My friend is in trouble, and I, Ouyang Shisan, must not stay out of it!" Yue Qingcheng said.

Finally, when this day came, the battle for the successor of the Mo sect was the opportunity for her to integrate into the Mo sect, how could she miss it?

"I will not allow you to give up, Brother Ji, as long as there is the slightest chance, there is a possibility of winning! If you lose, you will start all over again! But if you don't try, how do you know it won't work?"

Ji Nanchang was greatly moved.

The emotions of being burnt to seventeen were also slightly relieved.

The two tidied up respectively, Yue Qingcheng thought about it, left a note for Di Bugu who might come over at any time, and followed Ji Nanchang to Momen.

The Mo Sect is only a second-rate force in the Hua Kingdom, and the clan land is not in the center where the first-rate families in Shangjing are blooming everywhere, so they can only retreat to the periphery.

(End of this chapter)