Chapter 70: Responsible to me (one more)

This is also the common idea of ​​many people.
Therefore, there are fewer temples of the dustless king.
Now there are only small remote places, and some temples remain.
"He is not dead, the God King is immortal!" Zhen Zhilan Xiang's shoulders swayed, his eyes red.
Xia Qingchen reached out and gently wiped off the moist corners of her eyes, a lonely heart flowing with warmth.
Thousands of years later, there are still such believers, what else can he ask for?
"You are right, God King will never die." Xia Qingchen stared at her eyes and said softly: "I also believe that one day, God King will return."
Zhen Zhilan's eyes were bright, and he nodded with a smile.
"Now, let those who insult the God King pay the price they deserve!" Xia Qingchen glanced at Mo Yuan with a little cold light in his eyes.
He walked with his hand down, and there was an air of vastness sweeping from him.
Suddenly!
The wind rises and leaves fall, and the air is solitary and straight.
"The God King can't be humiliated!" Xia Qingchen sang out loudly to Jiu Xiao.
Mo Yuan froze, in a trance, feeling that he was not facing a lowly young master.
It is the supreme God King!
Suppressing a trace of trembling in his heart, he did not retreat and went back: "Godfuck King, God King who has been dead for some time, still want people to respect?"
"Let you taste the power of the fist of the Imperial Temple!"
"Breakthrough Nebula Fist!"
That was a martial arts martial arts skill. Although it was only a trick, it was extremely powerful with the cultivation.
Xia Qingchen was as cold as iron, and he didn't even use martial arts, only with his fists.
"It's so cheap that he didn't even learn martial arts? Ha ha, sadly!" Mo Yuan's eyes were more intense, and he punched him hard.
Click--
The dramatic sound of broken bones resounded in front of the temple.
Mo Yuan sneered: "Unbearable..."
However, he didn't laugh anymore, because the severe pain spread like water from his wrist to his whole body.
Soon, the pain reached its peak, Mo Yuan screamed like a pig, lying on the ground and rolling.
A face was distorted because of severe pain, very ugly.
Xia Qingchen stood on the spot, slowly withdrawing his fist, said lightly: "Abolish your arm to show punishment."
Without recuperation for half a year, his injuries cannot be recovered.
Zhen Zhilan looked at him and said lightly: "You ask Brother Qingchen which is stronger than you? Now I answer you, any point!"
Look, character, martial arts, talent, what point can Mo Yuan compare with Xia Qingchen?
"Come here, send him back to the capital!" Zhen Zhilan said.
After a pause, she looked at Mo Yuan and said: "In addition, please tell your father that the road is different and that it is not a plot. Since you are not a true devotion to the King of the Dustless God, then it is not the same way as our Temple of Yungu City, please do not Send another so-called representative to come!"
Several servants immediately stepped forward and carried Mo Yuan away.
"Finally left!" Zhen Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked at Xia Qingchen, his face was filled with a soft smile: "Brother Qingchen, what are you doing now?"
She couldn't understand it at all.
Mo Yuan is the strong man in the four stacks of Zhongchen.
However, he shot with all his strength, but he was no match for Xia Qingchen's free punch.
Xia Qingchen said indifferently: "Cultivation is normal, you need to continue to work hard."
It is still one month away from Fengyun Club.
He wanted to hurry up and break through another level to complete his account of Xia Yuan.
Zhen Zhilan passed the color of appreciation in his eyes, and smiled lightly: "Brother Qingchen is too humble. With your strength, you can enter the top four of Yungu City."
She sighed in her heart.
The first time he met, he was still doing something similar to himself.
Today, he can only look up.
"It is only in Yungu City that I can see it." Xia Qingchen chuckled.
His world has never been a small cloud alone city.
Farewell to Zhen Zhilan, Xia Qingchen returned to Xia Fu.
What puzzled him was that groups of pickers were moving large boxes and small boxes into Xiafu.
Xia Qingchen walked in and happened to meet his father.
"Aunt is here again?" Xia Qingchen wondered.
Those boxes are filled with women's daily necessities, but the number is too large?
Roughly count, there must be thirty or forty boxes!
Could it be that the aunt's family could not move in?
"I still want to ask you!" Xia Yuan blamed: "You said you, just tossed other girls from home, how can you leave them outside the city?"
Uh--
Xia Qingchen was stunned. When did he abduct other girls?
"Hey, negative person, are you back?" A slightly magnetic voice came into the ear.
Looking around, Xia Qingchen's eyebrows wrinkled high: "Shout anything!"
The speaker was none other than the silver-clad woman whom he had taken from the sailor.
After so long, not only did she not leave Yungu City, she also lied that she was abducted by him, and forced to live in Xia Qingchen's house!
"Isn't it right? I was originally abducted by you. Now I am homeless and can only live in your house." The woman in Yinyi seemed to be in her own house, directing her husband to put good things.
Xia Qingchen didn't have a good air: "What the do you want?"
When she was arrested in Yungu City, she was empty-handed, and she had so many supplies in a short period of time, how could she lack money?
She can stay at any senior inn in Jucheng.
But she had to run to Xia Qingchen's house.
"Isn't that right? I have nowhere to live, I can only live in your house." The silver-clad woman put her hands in her waist, and she took her face for granted.
Xia Yuan said: "Light dust, you are responsible for the girls!"
He murmured in his heart, where did Xia Qingchen turn so beautiful, such a noble girl?
No matter how you look at it, girls are not like ordinary people.
Xia Qingchen hesitated for a while without explanation.
The identity of this girl is not simple. If her father knew that she had taken her prisoner, she would inevitably be worried.
"Forget it, live as long as you love." As long as she is not malicious, Xiafu still lacks a place for her?
The silver-haired woman smiled.
She came to Yungu City and did intend to punish Xia Qingchen.
But inquiring about it at random, Xia Qingchen was unusual.
Half a year ago, it was a ridiculous mediocrity, but now it has become a middle-tier two-tier powerhouse that is even stronger than her.
Such a speed of cultivation is simply a miracle.
At that time, the taboo Tianjiao Yuqingyang did not have such an amazing speed of cultivation.
So, she changed her attention and planned to get up close and observe in person.
"A lot of forgiveness in the future." The woman in silver smiled like a wind.
However, the woman in silver is destined to be disappointed.
Because Xia Qingchen spends a lot of time in Xiafu.
"Feng Yun Hui is still one month away. I went out to practice for a while." Xia Qingchen said, and then walked away with her hand, leaving the silver-eyed woman in stare.
Xia Qingchen repeatedly walked out of the city.
In the following month, he intends to practice martial arts in Guilinlin.
In order to succeed in the final form of "Four-phase Scrolls", it is best to be able to improve to the next level.
"teacher!"
"Xia Gongzi!"
When he passed by the Immortal Mansion, two voices came from the fence on the second floor.