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Three hundred and fifteen. Sect battle

In the city of Rome, a coquettish man was fleeing wildly with a woman on his chest holding a little girl on his shoulders.

Behind him were many strong or weak half demons, trying to take the opportunity to kill these three guys and share the food and enjoy it.

The killer brother was naturally not that stupid. He saw him wandering into a restaurant and disappeared, and even the smell of blood disappeared.

The half demons sniffed in confusion, doubting their judgment. Why did they lose it like this?

The half demons looked around, but no one noticed that there was a crack at a certain corner, and behind the crack was a pair of eyes observing them on the ground.

The basement in the restaurant, the killer brother took it back

**The manuscript was used up and it will be modified tomorrow morning and there will be some card text**

Qingshui Narcissus was worried that the reappearance of the three-legged golden crow would bring an irrefutable blow to the fairy world. On the other side, the three-legged golden crow was gnawing wild fruit without any image. While hanging his third foot on his legs, he raised his legs and crossed his legs. While rolling his eyes, he looked at Hu Qingqing who was kneeling on the ground begging her.

"Outsiders cannot enter Qingqiu Mountain, Qingqing." Uncle Crow dusted himself with his wings, and then said with great thought.

"Besides, I have swallowed the blood recovery pill for him. With his qualifications and cultivation, I can wake up within two hours. I can basically walk sideways in this human world." He is not a little white rabbit, he is a one-stop! If something happens to a person like this, or if he has a strange intention, exposes Qingqiu Mountain, that's all.

"Uncle Crow, please, I can't take him away." Hu Qingqing sobbed, telling the things that have happened in the past fifteen years one by one.

After half a stick of incense, Uncle Crow looked at Hu Qingqing with an incredible look on his face. Hu Qingqing was so uncomfortable that she was shocked by Uncle Crow's shock. Should she be more tactful and say directly that the Queen of Heaven would scare the uncle, right? After all, the uncle seemed just a little divine beast in a small mountain. In his eyes, the Queen of Heaven should be something more supreme than the rules of Qingqiu Mountain... Ah, right?

While Hu Qingqing was still checking herself whether she had said too much to scare Uncle Crow, Uncle Crow had already jumped up, accompanied by an extremely sharp and terrifying howl: "What!"

He surrounded Hu Qingqing, slapped Hu Qingqing's head with his wings, and patted her legs, while muttering, "What about that old woman and the dead old man who didn't do anything to you, right? Oh, uncle thought you just wanted to play in the human world, why are you so disobedient? You...you!"

Old woman! Dead old man! Hu Qingqing's eyes were wide open. Uncle Crow was talking about? The Queen of Heaven?

In the eyes of Uncle Crow, the Immortal Emperor was just an old woman and an old man? Hu Qingqing was deeply shocked. Could it be that Uncle Crow knew them and seemed to be familiar with them?

Hu Qingqing carefully stretched out her head and asked, "Uncle, do you know the Immortal Emperor Queen?"

Uncle Crow rolled his bird's eyes, spit out a mouthful of black gas from the small hole in the bird's beak, and snorted, saying, "It's more than just acknowledge! It's a deep hatred!"

Hu Qingqing was shocked again by the black gas ejected from the beak of uncle Crow. This is a demonic technique, this is a demonic technique, this is a demonic technique, this is a demonic technique, this is a demonic technique? How could black gas emerge from the beak? It is not a chimney...

"The uncle had a palace treasure back then, and all the treasures were stolen by that dead dragon! These Zilong clans are simply the most shameless, overly and unreasonable robbers in the world. They snatch things when they like them, and they are completely inhumane!" Hu Qingqing did not react, but Uncle Crow had already told everything about that year angrily, which made Hu Qingqing stunned.

"Snatching your things from uncle? That's a bit too much..." Hu Qingqing nodded. The two Immortal Emperor and the Queen looked so righteous. They were actually such people who were robbing them. It was really hard to tell!

"That's right, the uncle finally snatched it from the old man in Donghai. He was put in his arms and hadn't heated up yet! He was snatched away by those two bastards! Rogue! Robber!"

Hu Qingqing:...

Uncle, you snatched it too! Hu Qingqing shut up, didn’t know what to say, and kept silent.

And the crow uncle was still muttering: "These two hooligans! robbers! Shameless!"

Uncle, uncle, if you robber, a gangster, a robber, a shameless person, then you are also a gangster, a robber, a shameless person...

Of course, Hu Qingqing would not say these words blindly, and Ao Ziyu also counted on Uncle Crow to take them to Qingqiu Mountain.

"Uncle, look, he escaped from marriage for me, and is still being chased by an immortal. If he doesn't go to Qingqiu Mountain with us, then he will be done." When the crow uncle finally subsided, Hu Qingqing immediately stepped forward with a wink and asked again.

"What! You asked the uncle to take the robber's son to Qingqiu Mountain?" Uncle Crow selectively blocked the other meanings in Hu Qingqing's words, only one thing was determined: Ao Ziyu is the prince of the Immortal World, and this guy is the son of the robber couple who stole his things.

"no!"

"Uncle, uncle, I beg you." Hu Qingqing was anxious. She was afraid that the Narcissus King would catch up, and then it would be over.

"No, taking a robber's son to Qingqiu Mountain will definitely lead a wolf into the house and letting the tiger into the mountain. No! I will never give these robber dragons a chance to steal my treasure!" Uncle Crow's appearance of treating wealth as his life, fearing that Ao Ziyu would rob the treasure, Hu Qingqing was speechless. If she hadn't known that the uncle was a divine beast, and with this vulgar appearance, she really thought that the uncle was a local demon.

"Uncle, do you think he can beat you?" Hu Qingqing had to make sense.

"This guy?" Uncle Crow glanced at Ao Ziyu who was still unconscious on the ground, shook his head and said disdainfully: "How can this guy beat me? Uncle can suffocate him with just one wing~"

"Then are you worried that he will steal you some treasure!" Hu Qingqing was angry and pulled the feathers on the bird's head of the crow uncle and said, "Will you send us to us? Will you send us? If you don't send us, you will pull out all the feathers on your body!"

"Ouch, oh, be gentle, be gentle, Qingqing." Uncle Crow begged for mercy, and Guan Yu was held in Hu Qingqing's hand and hurt him to death.

"Then do you give it or not!"

"Send, give..." After weighing the pros and cons, Uncle Crow had to surrender and agreed to send Ao Ziyu to Qingqiu Mountain.

Hu Qingqing let go of her hand, grinned and went to support Ao Ziyu, and the three of them finally successfully boarded the road back to Qingqiu Mountain.
Chapter completed!
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