"Golden Fighters' Master Qingxiao's life, Jinqi realizes that he is wrong. Jinqin is willing to support the leader in his knees, and only ask the leader to spare the life of the little demon!"

The two people who had been transmitting their souls all the time were suddenly interrupted by the sound of Golden Wings begging for mercy in the distance. Li Qingxiao turned his head and saw that the 800-foot demon body of Golden Wings was already broken, and the pair of golden wings were covered with scars. The pupils that had been sharp and godly before were also full of panic at this moment. They were begging to look at themselves, and they could still see a trace of the arrogance of chasing themselves outside the Demon Sea before.

Yao's Angels was Yao's Luoxing Ling Jue. With the top-grade spiritual weapon Hunyuan Spear in his hand, the phantom of the golden spear brought out in the air seemed to hang down from the sky. While Wei Yuhu was pressing the formation for him, he also prevented the golden wings from escaping at all times. The two peak real people were still very strong. However, for hundreds of breaths, the golden wings had already smelled the breath of death. He was frightened and did not care about his face. He begged for mercy to Li Qingxiao in front of so many people.

As the middle-stage golden elixir such as Golden Wings was about to surrender, Yao Tian and Wei Yuhu immediately stopped the movements in their hands. Turning back, he saw that Li Qingxiao's expression had not changed at all, and he immediately understood what he meant.

Looking at the thousands of gun shadows falling from above the head, the Golden Wings felt the powerlessness from their wings, and a trace of despair flashed across their faces. After less than ten breaths of breath, they were forced into a dead end by Wei Yuhu who was attacking the flanks. In the end, there was not even a complete scream. In my mind, I completely bid farewell to this colorful world with the deep regret of chasing Li Qingxiao outside the Yao Minghai.

"The whole team is ready to follow me to Chengming Island!"

With a command from Li Qingxiao, everyone next to him, including Yao Tian and Wei Yuhu who had just returned, and eleven other real people, had a look of confusion on their faces, but they still did as he said.

They all came to Zhenyun Island to prepare for a battle. Unexpectedly, they just arrived, they cut off an insignificant golden wing and retreated directly.

Since Li Qingxiao was sending voices to the Blood Demon Spirit throughout the whole process, although these people knew that the two were talking, they didn't know what they were saying. Yao Tian was still thinking of asking a few questions, but seeing Li Qingxiao's face without saying a word, he stopped his confusion and followed him to evacuate from Zhenyun Island.

"Party Li, the one who asked me to leave those words for you is my Heihou King and the Great Elder of my Heavenly Demon Palace. The Heihou King Zeng Yan. After hearing those words, the Alliance Leader Li will definitely choose to withdraw from Zhenyun Island and ask me to bring a sentence to the Alliance Leader Li. Someone in the Dading Divine Dynasty is already paying attention to the Dongjihai, and I hope the Alliance Leader will make plans early!"

It was not until the group of cranes was about to fly out of Zhenyun Island's sight that the last sound of the soul of the Blood Evil came into his mind. After hearing this, Li Qingxiao's curiosity became stronger and stronger.

The words of Xuesha not only really touched his heart, but also were the most in line with the interests of the Southern Alliance at present. It was obviously not like the words of Xuesha who had been in the Demon Sea for a long time. Xuesha undoubtedly told him that the words he said before were all taught by this Black Scar Demon King.

Speaking of this, the demon king who knows him best is the great elder of the Heavenly Demon Palace. How could this black demon king stay in the Demon Sea for many years? How could he know him well, a human?

"Ah... why did you stop hitting me when you come, Li Qingxiao?"

Li Qingxiao was wondering when he heard Brother Xiong's bored yawn beside him. When he turned around, his eyebrows twitched. This fool was still wearing the hat and a linen cloak. If he didn't look at his round and fat figure, he would still have a bit of a knight's look.

Now that I dare to call him directly, I am afraid that it is only Brother Xiong. Fortunately, it is not someone else who asked this. Li Qingxiao knew that Brother Xiong was just asking without any intention, and did not hide it. He chuckled: "There are things we can't afford to mess with on Zhenyun Island. Let's go to Chengming Island now, which is more lively than Zhenyun Island. When you arrive, you will have a fight. Don't worry!"

When others heard about the trip to Chengming Island, they looked different. Some militants were eager to try. Some knew that Chengming Island was the largest battlefield between the two sides, and they felt that they had a look of trepidation on their faces, and they also felt that when they went to Chengming Island, they followed Luo's family and showed an indifferent expression.

Among the other twelve real people except Brother Xiong, only Zuo Ning showed a look of worry on her face. After all, she was Jindan real person, and this time she took the initiative to come out with Li Qingxiao and his son. She was not worried about her safety, but about Zuo Yunting.

Li Qingxiao named three real people from the Immortal Palace. Originally, there was no need for her as the palace master. The reason why she took the initiative to come out with Li Qingxiao was that if there was something to do, she had to ask Li Qingxiao for clarity, and she was also worried about Zuo Yunting's safety, so she had plans to come out with her to protect him.

Even the Jindan Zhenren on the battlefield of Chengming Island often fell. Zuo Yunting was just a young monk on the fourth level of the Foundation Building Realm. How could she feel at ease? Even with Li Qingxiao, she felt that it was not very safe. But at this moment, Li Qingxiao said it in front of so many people, and she could not rush up directly. In front of other real people and so many Dinghai soldiers, he left Yunting behind, and could only worry.

When we went from Beihan Island to Zhenyun Island, the group of people walked by the northwest wind, and the speed was naturally slower. Now the destination has confirmed that it is Chengming Island located in the east. Everyone did not need to worry about anything else and rushed directly to the east. After three hours, they had already flew over Beihan Island.

When I saw Beihan Island, I followed the crane's foot and continued to fly east for about half a day to pass Tianlu Island. Then I could fly along the southeast for up to one day to reach Chengming Island. Everyone calculated the distance slightly in their minds, and then concluded that it would take one and a half days to fly.

"You guys keep going east, I'll catch up later, Zuo Ninglu, come with me!"

The group of cranes had just flew over Beihan Island. After Li Qingxiao left a word, he stopped alone. The others looked at Zuo Ninglu in the crowd and stopped. He said nothing, nodded and continued on the way.

Hearing Li Qingxiao's extremely unfamiliar title, Zuo Ninglu bit his silver teeth and followed him step by step, walking to the position that was almost approaching the Immortal Palace. Li Qingxiao in front of him stopped, and almost hit his back if he didn't pay attention.

"I will protect Yunting. You don't have to go over Chengming Island. I know you have something to ask me, ask!"

Zuo Ninglu raised her head and looked at Li Qingxiao who was slightly taller than him. She looked at his eyes that were not shaking at all, and her calm expression. Her already bleak expression was even more pleasing and adorable. She seemed to bite her lips. After a long time of brewing, she said: "You said that Yunting was just an accident between us in front of my grandma and mother that day. Is it... the truth?"

Looking at Zuo Ning-Raise's face with a hint of hope, as if the drowning man grabbed the last straw, the expression on Li Qingxiao's face did not change at all, and he still looked calm and calm, nodding with indifference and peace.

This little bit of his head seemed to penetrate Zuo Ninglu's heart. Two lines of clear tears instantly surged out of his eyes. His whole face turned pale in an instant, his body trembled, and his breath was instantly depressed.

I still remember when I first met more than 70 years ago, Zuo Ninglu's personality was cold, arrogant, and brave, and she never dragged on the mud, and was prone to anger. The water drop-shaped mark on her eyebrows was the window of her emotions. As long as the emotions in the past fluctuated, the mark on the eyebrows would be dyed with a layer of frost and turned into ice, but there was no change at this moment, and it even became a little dim.

Time will eventually change a person!

"You have not seen you for so many years, and you have changed. I have never seen you cry before!"

Zuo Ninglu seemed to ignore Li Qingxiao's words, and her emotions only remained on the nodding just now. After dozens of breaths, the tears gradually gathered, but she seemed to be unwilling to give up and continued to ask: "So, you have never fallen in love with me, and we have never been surprised. If there were no Yunting, you would never think of me. Even now, you would only come to Beihan Island to save me for Yunting, right?"

Fragile words flowed out with surging tears, Zuo Ninglu's emotions were almost at the verge of collapse. Looking at the man named Ninglu who was as proud as a fairy in front of him many years ago and was not as humble as an ordinary woman in the world, Li Qingxiao was silent for more than twenty breaths.

Li Qingxiao's long silence also gradually made a hint of spirit rise in Zuo Ninglu's dismal beautiful eyes, as if a glimmer of hope was ignited in her heart. She just looked at Li Qingxiao quietly. The distance between the two was only two or three meters, and she could even smell the aura on Li Qingxiao.

After a long time, Zuo Ninglu suddenly looked up, and Li Qingxiao in front of her had lost trace, leaving only a piece of white rag suspended in front of her, and Li Qingxiao's words were also made of understatement but extremely cruel.

"Master Ninglu, if it weren't for the accident of the pavilion that year, you and I would not have had any contact. But you are the mother of Yunting. Since I am the father of Yunting, I will not shirk responsibility again. However, there is no other relationship between you and me except this relationship. Qingxiao can be sure of this, and Master can also figure it out.

The white clothes in the pavilion are returned to the original owner, and you and I will be passers-by in the future!”

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The white clothes in the pavilion will be returned to the original owner, and you and I will be passers-by in the future

After hearing Li Qingxiao's words, Zuo Ninglu held the white rag tightly in her hand and kept murmuring the last sentence in her mouth. She did not cry loudly or hysterically, but only a desperate expression and a gradually dim look.

She could recognize this white cloth at a glance, which was the evidence of the incident in the pavilion. At this moment, Li Qingxiao handed it over to herself, and with this sentence, the meaning of severing relations with her was too obvious.

Zuo Ninglu's silent cry did not last long, until a warm embrace gently hugged her from the side. When she smelled the familiar smell on her grandmother Shen Zhiyu, Zuo Ninglu's aggrieved and sadness could no longer hide it. The tears at the corners of her eyes broke down and kept flowing down.

Seeing his granddaughter's sad appearance, Chen Zhiyu, who was a grandmother, felt very distressed. She first cursed Li Qingxiao twice, then patted Zuo Ninglu's back and comforted her softly, until Zuo Ninglu's voice slightly became smaller. She thought Zuo Ninglu's mood had begun to improve, but when she looked down, she found that there was a trace of golden patterns flowing on Zuo Ninglu's eyebrows, and her face changed immediately.

The Hanyuan clan is not a native race in the Xuanyuan Realm. The ancestor of the demon-covered saint Lu Guming once left a message. If the Hanyuan clan's golden pattern recovers, it will be not far from the disaster of extermination. Seeing Zuo Ninglu's emotional fluctuations have such a great impact, she was naturally frightened at this moment. She knew that Zuo Ninglu's emotions were unstable, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Silly boy, then Li Qingxiao was lying to you. Can't you tell me?"

Hearing grandma's words, Zuo Ninglu just looked up at her, obviously not choosing to believe it in her heart. The golden pattern of water drop-shaped mark on the middle of her eyebrows was still flowing and becoming more and more obvious.

Chen Zhiyu hurriedly said, "If he was really ruthless to you, how could he carry this piece of white cloth with him for nearly forty years? He must have had no choice but to treat you like this. Grandma would not lie to you!"

Hearing this sentence, Zuo Ning's face gradually began to break the ice. Although there was still a hint of suspicion in his expression, a hint of spirit began to lit up in his pupils.
Chapter completed!