Male God Please Lie Down

Looking at the blue and white electric current, Long Aotian's eyes were full of anger.

"Song Qingming..."

Long Aotian slowly stood up, looking at Song Qingming's eyes, full of hatred.

"..."

Song Qingming didn't speak, but looked at him so plainly.

"Why are you killing innocent people indiscriminately?"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

"On the test field, everything changes quickly... She rushed up so hastily, she was reckless herself."

Song Qingming said coldly.

"Then you are going to hurt me a killer!"

Long Aotian glanced at the corpse of Junior Sister, then stared at Tongling's eyes, and asked Song Qingming.

"I do not have."

Song Qingming denied it.

Just kidding, even if the idea of ​​killing him is already deep in his bones, it can't be expressed right now.

"My junior sister died in an instant. If I was a wet person, wouldn't it be worse?"

Long Aotian's eyes were full of anger, this woman was really vicious.

"Long Aotian, all of us who participated in the competition have signed the certificate of life and death. In the competition field, life and death are irrelevant! In the battle, who is sure not to hurt anything, anyway, I didn't."

Song Qingming naturally ignored it.

She was very sorry for not killing Long Aotian.

However, she was also very happy who killed his little junior sister by mistake.

The report of the injustice has been completed.

The lives of the princess mansion are all on her body, and now they are all gone.

"Spoken words!"

Long Aotian knew that he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't do anything. The things at hand can only suffer a dumb loss.

"Humph!"

Song Qingming snorted coldly and turned around to go down.

"Little girl, stop!"

The ancestor Tianyang, who was sitting on the stage, couldn't sit still, and saw that the good apprentice he had worked so hard to find was almost killed, and he was really unwilling.

"Ancestor, what's the matter?"

Song Qingming turned his head slightly. Although he was full of disgust for this ancestor of Tianyang, there are so many people who still have to be polite!

Among the decent sects in the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of politeness is very important.

"You, a woman, act so viciously, and you are not afraid that the road to immortality will be interrupted in this way."

The ancestor Tianyang coldly rebuked, there was a thick threat in his tone.

"hehe……"

Song Qingming couldn't help but laugh softly, "The ancestor can actually tell fortune-telling?"

Although her tone was peaceful, the irony in it was audible.

"Ha ha--"

Yuwen Donghai was the first one to smile very face-to-face. He was the happiest seeing Luo Tianyang so slumped.

The ancestor Tianyang’s face changed slightly, and he didn’t say anything. Song Qingming said again: “I met the ancestor once in the restaurant before, but unfortunately at that time, I still had a dispute with Long Aotian. The younger sister of the sky killed more than a hundred lives in the lower mansion. The ancestor said that things in the lower realm should not be related to the upper realm. Qingming respected the teachings of the ancestors...just now the ancestors affirmed the way to cultivate immortality in Qingming, Qingzhen doesn't understand everything."

Song Qingming paused, looking at the ancestor Tianyang with clear eyes.

Originally, because of winning the game, the scene was a bit surging.

But because of the words of the ancestor Tianyang, everyone planned to stay away from Song Qingming.

After all, people who dare to be the enemy of the Luo family should not get in touch.