cute fairy fox

Chapter 307 These Friends Are For Nothing!
"Si Ming, you cooperate with Huanjiu Shangxian, and keep an eye on the Sansheng Book in your hand at all times. Once there is a change, you must notify in time, and you must take preventive measures so that something that shouldn't happen...happens..."

As His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Celestial Clan, his son had already lost enough, but he still had to bear something that he shouldn't have to bear because of that little fox.

If it wasn't for that little fox, his son would have ascended to a god long ago.

If it wasn't for that little fox, how could his son have been scarred so many times?
If it wasn't for that little fox, his son had already married Liuli, and he might have embraced his little grandson long ago!

"Emperor, don't worry, even if we are immortals and gods, we still can't understand the truth of the sky. Why don't we just let nature take its course, maybe there will be a different result."

Cang Yun narrowed his eyes, if he thought so back then, would his Sheng'er still be by his side?

Si Ming glanced at Huanjiu with disdain, then nodded, and then waved his hand: "Old man Tiandi, God Venerable is right, if you change your fate against the above meaning, His Highness and the little fox will surely It's the next God Venerable and Yisheng..."

As Si Ming said, he felt a sharp gaze, followed the gaze, and saw Cang Yun's indifferent eyes.

chilly!

Si Ming made a silent gesture, expressing that he would never talk nonsense, and stepped aside.

Si Ming's low-browed, pleasing-to-eyes look is very funny, making people dumbfounded, neither hate nor love.

However, Si Ming lowered his eyebrows, thinking about the Three Lives Book in his hand, which contained the fate of all people, and even if she wanted to add to the fate of the little fox, what was written would disappear without a trace no trace.

In this world, no one can decide the fate of that little fox.

So, whose future is the future His Highness Qing Yi sees?

It's incomprehensible, it's really brain-burning, she should think about what she saw thousands of years ago, so as not to be forced to ask her next time, and it would be bad to be convicted of leaving without authorization in the end.

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Ling Yunzong.

It's a dark and windy night, and it's a good time to drink.

Although there were some small episodes in the middle, the result was satisfactory. In addition, tomorrow is the day when the nine people will go down the mountain to carry out the mission. Tonight, a small wine table was opened for several people to practice.

A big banquet, although not as rich and luxurious as a court banquet, but there are large tables and small tables, wine, meat, vegetables, pastries, and fruits can be regarded as everything.

All the disciples gathered together, but the three masters did not come, neither did Zimeng and senior brother Zixun.

Brother Fatty's famous roasted whole lamb finally came into use, and there were countless steamed buns on the table.

Qiran's eyes lit up looking at those steamed buns, and finally he could eat enough of the steamed stuffed buns he hadn't eaten!
One on each side of the left hand and the right hand, bowing left and right, just about to start eating, they saw everyone's surprised expressions, and everyone looked at her dumbfounded, as if they couldn't imagine that the original savior was a starving ghost!

Qiran was puzzled, and then suddenly realized, she glanced at Bai Xiaotu who was lying at her feet, looked at the buns in her hand with confusion, and handed one to Bai Xiaotu.

Bai Xiaotu turned his head, ignored Qiran, and even took the opportunity to give Qin Lang a white look.

She stayed in that tree for a whole day and night before anyone thought of her scarred!

These friends are for nothing!
Absolutely nothing!

so sad!

Bai Xiaotu had already ignored Qiran and Qin Lang all day long, and since Qing Cong Jian gave Qin Lang the master, this time even the Demon Slayer Sword also recognized the master and followed Qi Ran, within a short month. , She lost two swords one after another!

Still gave two white-eyed wolves!
Heartbreak!

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　　Third watch~ticket~
　　I feel sorry for myself every day. I stayed up late yesterday to code words. No one loves me. How do other readers take care of themselves? The author is big, why do my readers send me blades every day...

　　Could it be that you are all fake readers, feeling stuffy...

　　[The author rolled over and sat on the ground crying loudly: I want a recommendation ticket! ! ! ! ! 】

　　


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