The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )-Chapter 1914 - 2002, Gui Ji 30 who divorced with the emperor

Xia Ling was a little surprised. She did not expect the seemingly silent Qin Qing to actually understand this principle of self-reliance.

In this world, the women of the ghost world lived freely and independently. Whoever made them uncomfortable, they would make them even more uncomfortable.

However, in the three realms of Heaven, man, and Ghost, the fairies of the heavenly realm practiced conservatism and loyalty. They brought up the customs of the human world, making the women of the human world wear bamboo hats and bound their feet. They absolutely could not show their faces in front of other men and get married blind.

Qin Qing came from the human world and had followed Zhi Yu in the ghost world for many years. She usually didn't talk much and her style was very conservative.

So..

Xia Ling never expected that Qin Qing, who looked conservative and loyal, would be so thorough in her heart.

"His Highness Yan Jun was born into a noble family. No matter how he got married, he shouldn't have married a woman from the ghost world. Moreover, she was a servant of His Highness Zhi Yu. "

"He needs help from the world, and I am like a drifting duckweed. I don't even know where my roots are, so how can I help him? '' If I can't help him, I can only pester him & amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; ... ... I don't like that kind of life ... No matter how noble my status is, this heart will never be happy again."

Qin Qing said in a low voice, tears rolling down her cheeks.

People were like this. They clearly knew it, but when they did it, they couldn't help themselves.

These days, Xia Ling was raising herself in Ji Jun's palace, and Qin Qing was living with Yan Jun..

She had no status and status. Even in Yan Jun's bedroom, the fairy servants weren't very polite to her.

Human relationships were cold and warm. Yan Jun's presence and absence were two different faces.

If Zhi Yu did not summon her, Qin Qing might follow Yan Jun like this and accept her fate for the rest of her life.

No matter how Yan Jun settled her, she would guard her heart well.

But now, Zhi Yu had appeared, and Qin Qing saw hope again. She could follow Zhi Yu back to the ghost world.

There was no Yan Jun there, but she had freedom and peace.

"Gui JI, please protect me. " Qin Qing kowtowed softly.

Xia Ling heard what she said and had a plan in her heart.

"Get up. Since you are so loyal, I will naturally plan for you. Yan Jun... Don't think about it in the future. Stay by my side and when I return to the ghost world, I will bring you back. "

"Yes. " Qin Qing replied, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, she smiled again. "I will definitely be tired from riding for master in the future. I will not refuse. "

Xia Ling stared at Qin Qing and looked at the top of the female lead's head.

When she said this, Qin Qing was sincere. However, Xia Ling could not guarantee what would happen to her in the future.

However, there was no doubt that Qin Qing would be the most advantageous point for Xia Ling to attack Yan Jun..

Since she was willing to do anything for her, it should not be a problem for her to be the sharpest spear in her hand, right?

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The next day, the heavenly emperor sent someone to bring Xia Ling around the heavenly realm.

He gave Xia Ling the specifications of the guests from the ghost realm. Eight immortals served her and stayed in the palace where she stayed.

The person who brought her around was a woman from the Phoenix tribe.

This woman looked arrogant. The flower on her forehead was in the mysterious shape of a flame. She was a fire Phoenix.

"I'm warning you, my cousin is not someone you can get your hands on. You stay away from her obediently. It's better for us. " The moment they met, Le Jun of the Phoenix tribe came to warn Xia Ling.

The people who came were not kind, and the kind did not come.

Xia Ling narrowed her eyes and sized up Le Jun..

A fiery red immortal robe looked much more eye-catching than the plain white immortal robe on Xia Ling, but in terms of appearance and cultivation, she was far inferior to her.