Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 1546: Ending 2: Sad Yangou absent from the goddess meeting

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Su Qiuqiu became stiff and stayed where he was. The moment he heard the voice, he thought it was Ye Sui who saw her abducted his brother and chased him out, but he quickly realized that the voice was not right.

Although the host of the underground forum is ugly, his voice is very nice.

And this voice was visibly hoarse, like a rotting dead branch blown by the cold wind.

For people with general color control, the second is voice control. For a fox like Su Qiuqiu who pursues perfection, he must have a nice voice, such as her goddess, while having a beautiful face.

Su Qiuqiu turned his head to see that he was an unknown male monk, dressed in armor made of unknown material, and had long black hair combed high with a jade crown.

A group of people followed!

Fuck, this dress...

Su Qiuqiu blurted out: "The monk of the Divine Realm Continent?"

The leading monk looked at her with awe-inspiring eyes, looked at her up and down, and said with a certain tone: "Vixie?"

Look at the boy on the side again, the little prince.

Su Qiuqiu's scalp was numb. It turned out that Ye Sui said that the fact that their mainland was catching vixen recently was true.

Being a saint of the fox tribe for so many years, apart from her first-class skill in identifying other people's looks, she hasn't made much progress in her cultivation.

Su Qiuqiu shouted: "Don't come here."

She looks seductive, but when she shouts these words, she feels like she wants to refuse and greet her, committing crimes.

A group of monks looked at each other, showing evil smiles.

The cold wind in the distance blew a cool voice, deep but nice: "I know now that I'm afraid?"

Su Qiuqiu was taken aback, then turned his head to look over, Ye Sui stood not far away, looking at her in time.

He was dressed very casually, just a gray home clothes that was about to be washed white, and he wore a pair of cotton mops casually on his feet. He seemed to be chased out of the villa before he had time to change his clothes.

Su Qiuqiu blurted out: "Otaku!"

Ye Sui: "..."

Sure enough, he shouldn't have come:)

"Grand Prince? What do you mean?" The leading monk frowned, his eyes were disgusting, and his tone was full of displeasure.

There is no cultivator in the Divine Realm Continent who can value this great prince. If it weren’t for the fact that it’s hard for a cultivator to have an heir, the great prince might be gone.

Ye Sui doesn't care about their attitude at all. After all, he has been used to it a long time ago, "It's nothing, it's just that you can't take her with General Zhou."

General Zhou narrowed his eyes, and his murderous intent rose up all over his body: "She is a vixen, and she wants to abduct the little prince, so she must not let it go."

Ye Sui's expression under the mask slightly changed, and he turned his head to remind Su Qiuqiu: "Your goddess meeting is about to begin. Go ahead."

Su Qiuqiu was taken aback, and suddenly a wind came on her back. She stepped on a small steamer and rushed out, and there was no shadow in a while.

When she stopped, it was already near the edge of a glacier nearly a kilometer away.

Su Qiuqiu turned his head and looked into the distance. A group of monks including Ye Sui had already turned into ants-like little people, and the howling cold wind blew their faces frantically.

Looking at it from a distance, she could see that there was already a fight over there.

Su Qiuqiu stood there for a while, then suddenly rushed towards there.

The monks were frightened and horrified, and shouted: "The prince has rebelled, the prince has become ill-intentioned--"

General Zhou was even more embarrassed. Even the armor on his body was a little loose and collapsed. He spit out a mouthful of blood and shouted: "Everyone, go!"

A group of monks were exhausted and quickly disappeared from their sight.

He was sitting halfway on the glacier, with one long leg propped up, his back slightly arched, and his head hanging down and gasping for breath.

Su Qiuqiu came over and patted him on the shoulder, bewildered and asked: "Are you okay?"

Ye Sui was so painful that he almost vomited blood, and his whole body twitched a few times. Su Qiuqiu was so frightened that his white hair was about to explode, and he hurried back two steps.

Ye Suiqiang raised his eyelids and asked weakly, "You...what are you back?"

This situation does not look good. Su Qiuqiu hurriedly helped him up and picked up the mask that fell on the ice river very intimately.

Su Qiuqiu's favorite in this life is beauty. Looking at his indescribable face, the mask that he had subconsciously put on his face hangs down and hides behind him.

It's ugly to be ugly, and her habit doesn't make her ugly.

Ugly and ugly! This is her highest compliment!

Su Qiuqiu felt a little awkward, playing with her long white hair with her slender fingers, and asked vaguely: "Aren't you the prince? They dare to beat you. You are too bad."

For example, she is also a saint of the same family anyhow, no one in the whole family dares to bully her except the smelly brother.

Ye tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly.

He, the great prince, is not as good as an ordinary monk in the Divine Realm Continent. He is a stain on his father.

The blood hole on his shoulder was constantly bleeding, and after a while, it condensed into blood icicles in the ice and snow.

The injury is a bit serious.

Su Qiuqiu immediately said: "I, I... how about I take you back to my fox clan for treatment of wounds? My fox clan's hot spring can heal all traumas."

After talking about Su Qiuqiu, I feel a little regretful. Their fox family is located in Qingqiu, and it hasn't changed since ancient times for more than 5,000 years. Those hot springs are in the family's hinterland, the treasures left by the ancient ancestors. Except for their fox tribe, outsiders are not allowed to come in and use it.

So, how does Ye Sui get in?

Su Qiuqiu is a little guilty, and she doesn't know if her people will send him out by then.

Ye Sui didn't know the reason, he suddenly became interested when he heard Su Qiuqiu saying this, he tugged at the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile: "Aren't you going to attend the meeting held by your goddess? You are not going now?"

When Su Qiuqiu heard this, he was silent for a moment, as if he was seriously thinking about this topic and was making a decision, whether he was going to see the goddess Bai Chuwei or sending him back to the fox clan for treatment.

Ye Sui: "..."

He knew, this Yan dog!

Ye Sui gritted her teeth and helped her make a decision: "Hurry up and help me to your house?"

Waiting for him to bleed to death?

Su Qiuqiu hurriedly helped him up after hearing the words, and asked unwillingly: "Are there any live broadcasts? Can I watch the live broadcasts?"

I can’t watch it live, can I watch the live broadcast?

Ye Suibai glanced, "You are dreaming."

This is too much trouble, and everyone can't come up with an accurate plan. Now the most respected plan is the Noah's Ark Project in the West. The new small world can accommodate millions of people.

Then the rest will become victims of being abandoned.

Under this situation, who would dare to broadcast live? Waiting for the group to attack?

This is definitely a private meeting of the global spiritual world, so don’t even think about the live broadcast.

Su Qiuqiu was disappointed by this, and she paid the highest attention to every public trip of her goddess. Unexpectedly, in this most important event, she, the saint of the fox tribe, would be absent.

Ball sighed.

Ye Sui gritted his teeth: "..."

Did you see it? This is Yan Gou.

*

The venue was prepared by the Dean of Kunlun College, and it was large enough to accommodate nearly 100,000 monks from the world of spiritual practice.

Everyone knows that this matter is closely related to each of them, so many monks have come from all over the world.

Reporters from all walks of life around the world, regardless of the severe cold, wrapped themselves up like a bear and chased them outside the venue to wait.

The monks outside the venue had already acted as bodyguards. Seeing those reporters who were still on the front line of work in the cold winter, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

They are monks, and this cold winter is also a bit cold for them.

Many of these reporters have not yet stepped into the gate of spiritual practice. The temperature should have been working from home long ago, but they still ran out?

They admire the professionalism of these reporters very much.

It's just...

The monk feels very sorry: "Sorry, Ms. Bai Chuwei's meeting is only for monks in the global spiritual world. The meeting is held privately, and journalists are not allowed to go in and take pictures."

The reporters are filled with indignation, why don't you let them participate in such a big event? The reporter can't even shoot?

Now that the world is paying attention, ordinary people can only know the only news through these reporters.

Hundreds of reporters were also stubborn and stuck at the gate of the meeting. They also looked for representatives to negotiate with the meeting management staff, hoping to let them in.

Who knows that these cultivators have hardened their hearts and did not relax at all. They have also formed a high wall of people.

The reporters looked at these monks' security guards a little desperately, and it seemed that they might have really gone for nothing.

Suddenly the crowd behind him became agitated, and bursts of cheers rose.

When the reporters heard the sound, their originally apathetic nerves suddenly shook, and immediately asked the photographer to turn his head while carrying the camera lens.

The white figure came from the wind and snow, and the strong human walls immediately spread to both sides consciously.

Bai Chuwei stopped at the gate, looked back at the hundreds of reporters, and suddenly smiled at the security guards and said: "Let the reporters in, there is nothing shameful."