Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 137: Dying Mingzhi

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"Lao Qi, what's going on?" The ancestor's face was gloomy, and Ye Tian kuang supported him.

After all, I was getting old, and I knelt for about a moment, and my legs were a little numb.

At this time, the weight of the whole person is supported by Ye Tian Kuang.

Thinking that I actually kneeled to a junior for so long in front of many people, my ancestor's face became more and more gloomy.

"I would like to ask you what is going on." Ye Qingluo glanced around, pretending to be puzzled, "Why are the ancestors and fathers kneeling at the door?"

Suddenly, she nodded suddenly and scratched her head with embarrassment: "The old ancestor and father came to greet me specially to celebrate that I was admitted to the Xuan Academy?"

The old ancestors had already stood firm. Hearing Ye Qingluo's words, his body trembled suddenly, his thin eyes narrowed, and only a gap remained.

Welcome to Ye Qingluo?

Ye Qingluo can afford her such a gift?

"Naturally, I can bear it." Ye Qingluo smiled as if she could see through the thoughts of the ancestors.

Meeting eyes are shining with innocent colors, and the eyebrows are crooked, "The ancestors have been kneeling for so long, and the thunder has never sounded. Why can't I afford it?"

"You...! Old Qi, you are the young master of Sanquan Sect at any rate, so you have to say something!" The hostility in the eyes of the ancestor was fleeting, and his eyes were deep and awkward.

This little **** is really different from the past.

In the past, Ye Qingluo, how could it be possible to have such a pair of... such breathtaking eyes?

What is the reason that caused such a big change in the fifteen-year old seventh who was weak in waste?

"If the ancestor really thinks that I am the young master, the ancestor should speak in defense when the elder sister provokes me."

Ye Qing Luo sneered, "I don't have a mother to discipline, can it be... the eldest sister doesn't know how to teach?"

The voice fell abruptly, and she took the stubbornly on her own again; "It is true, if the elder sister has a tutor, and as a daughter of a boudoir, she would not carry her sister on her back and hang out with her future brother-in-law."

The last sentence, although it was a soft whisper.

Who can't hear the people around you? Who can't hear?

Seeing the people pointing and pointing, the discussion was so lively, Ye Qingqian bit her lower lip with shame and anger, how could she maintain her consistent gentleness on her face.

Ye Qing's shallow face is thin, only the eyes around her make her face burnt.

She held her large sleeves tightly with her small hands, holding back the anger that surged in her chest.

Try to restrain yourself and make your voice more gentle: "Seventh Sister, if... If you try to misunderstand the eldest sister, slander the eldest sister, the eldest sister can only be dead!"

After that, she raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes softly.

Immediately, the whole person ran into the wall of Sanquan Zongfu.

"Shallow!"

"Shallow!"

The ancestors and Ye Tian Kuang exclaimed in unison.

Just as Ye Qingqian's head was about to hit the wall, a profound energy rushed away.

The strong air wave turned Ye Qingqian's body upside down.

Ye Qingqian fell heavily to the ground.

The delicate makeup on her face has been covered with dust, and the carefully rolled up hair is also scattered into a ball.

"Qian'er, I'm sorry, my Highness wants to save you, but he didn't control his strength in a hurry..."

Leng Fenghua, who was standing in the distance and splitting out the profound energy, immediately retracted his hand, stepped a few moments to Ye Qingqian's side, and encircled her in his arms.

When I saw Ye Qingqian seeking death, Leng Fenghua's reflexive behavior was to stop her with profound energy.

Unexpectedly, it would make Ye Qingqian become so embarrassed.