Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 338 Mixed King (1)

However, Ye Qingyi shook her head faintly. She would not know Song Junqiu’s plan. “Flying the shadows, I went to the **** on the ground and cleaned it.”

Flying shadows are a little glimpse, but they can only secretly make a fist. The **** head of the heart sweeps the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground and the smashed Juyuan Dan.

Song Junqi proudly looked at Ye Qingyi's posture, and his heart was very happy.

Measuring her a new inner disciple, she did not dare to turn her face.

The silver wolf standing next to Ye Qingxuan looked at everything in front of her eyes. A dangerous color flashed from the bottom of it. However, when its eyes swept over Ye Qingyan, the danger disappeared instantly.

I saw that there was no anger and unwillingness on Ye Qing’s face, but it was a fundus, as if there was a smile like nothing.

She looked at the cleaned ground and looked directly at the door.

Song Junqiu's thoughts, how can she not know, but...

If she remembers correctly...

This time, the devil in the inner door, should come.

Almost as soon as Ye Qingyi thought of it, a figure appeared just outside her courtyard.

It was a tall, open-faced boy. The exquisite facial features were full of unruly wildness. He strode through the stars and walked straight out of the hospital.

The teenager walked into the room and saw Song Junqiu and others who were crowded in the room at a glance. A pair of flying swords and eyebrows could not be slightly wrinkled, and then they were impatient: "What about the new disciple?"

This sound instantly caught the attention of Song Junqiu.

Song Junqiu and others followed the sound. As a result, when they saw the young boy, there was a stiff color on the faces of several people.

Wind ink? !

How could he suddenly come here?

"Wind brother? How come you?" Song Junqiu looked a little stiff and looked at the sudden ink.

The face of Fengmeili was filled with impatience. He swept Song Junqi and said, "How? Where do I go, I have to report it to you? Can you manage it?"

"..." Song Junqiu was completely stunned by the wind and ink glass, but he could only have a black face.

This wind ink glass is a well-known demon king in the inner door. His grandfather is the internal elder of Xuan Lingzong’s inner door. This kid’s own talent is also very strong, and the strength is also ranked in the inner door. This is nothing, but what is terrible is that this man’s style of work in the inner door can be said to be the shackles of the sky, and there is no such thing as a mischief in the inner door. It can be regarded as a veritable bully.

This is the relationship between Song Junqiu and the deacons of the inner door. It is also necessary to stay away from the thorns of the wind and ink.

Fengmoli apparently had no interest in talking with Song Junqiu in this nonsense. He glanced at the room and immediately locked the target after seeing the face of Ye Qingyu. He directly lifted the chin on the leaf. :

"You, is it new?"

Ye Qingyi nodded.

The wind and ink glass looked up and down Ye Qing, and immediately said: "Do you know the rules of the inner door?"

"Probably know, if there is any ambiguity, please ask the brother to give one or two." Faced with the sly wind and ink, Ye Qingyi is not very good-tempered.

"Yeah." Fengchai is quite satisfied with Ye Qingyu's well-behaved. He said to himself: "The rules of the Zongmen, the deacons should have taught you a lot, but today I want to tell you, yes. My rules."

(End of this chapter)