Chapter 1658 (1/2)
Ye Fei sits directly on the spiritual river and begins to silently refining the spiritual river, as well as the many spiritual veins in the spiritual river.
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“Ye Xiaozi is right. The old man has already explained the official affairs of True Martial Saint Court. Next, it is time to deal with the old man’s personal affairs.” The dean looked towards Shang Jing’s boudoir, with a complex expression but guilt.
But Ye Fei’s joke in one sentence still inspired Dean Taishang. His time is running out. He must establish a lofty ideal for Shang Jing before he died. In this way, it can also make Shang Jing not to put his mind on his dying Messy Old Man.
The dean Taishang didn’t immediately go to Shang Jing, but struggled a bit, and finally found a Chamber of Commerce manager, shouted a jar of good wine.
Spirit is bold!
The Dean Taishang finally had enough courage to walk towards Shangjing’s boudoir again, but when he reached the door, he hesitated again and was quite heroic.
“Zhang Chunyang, you are also the once peerless Heaven’s Chosen anyway, don’t you have the courage to step into the room of a little girl of mine?” Shang Jing sighed quietly in the boudoir.
Dean Taishang was so excited that he immediately raised his foot and walked in again. Shang Jing sat on the window sill with his back on his back, and asked sadly, “You still want to go?”
“I have to go, I can’t hurt you… But before I go, I want to talk to you…” Dean Tai, staring at Shang Jing’s back.
The latter trembled, and said in a sad voice: “Now, what can we talk about?”
“I want to talk to you about the future, um, that’s it. By the way, it is the ideal of life!” Dean Taishang’s expression is very serious, but when he really wants to talk about the ideal of life, there is an unfathomable mystery nervousness in his heart.
“Life is ideal!”
Shang Jing almost fell from the window sill. She suddenly turned around, looking at Dean Taishang with a shocked face. She didn’t seem to believe that he could Say something like this.
I don’t know why, Dean Taishang became more nervous. He coughed and said with a serious face: “If you refuse, I will come back another day.”
Shang Jing did not speak. She just stared at Dean Taishang and looked at it strangely for a while. Then, she smelled a moment of alcohol and looked at the dusk outside the window. Gradually, the sadness on Shang Jing’s face turned into a touch of shyness and a touch of anger.
“Devil, so you figured it out, wait for me to take a bath first, let’s talk slowly.” Shang Jing glared shyly before disappearing into the void.
The dean Taishang’s eyes were a little dull, and he was puzzled and said: “The old man is just talking about the ideals of life. Can the two stand and say no? Why take a bath? How does the old man feel What’s wrong… Could it be that Ye Fei kid pits the old man!”
I have to say, as a former peerless genius, Dean Taishang is still very shrewd, combined with Shang Jing’s strange reaction, Taishangyuan Chang suddenly realized that this ideal of life seemed to have a big problem, but he couldn’t tell where there was a specific problem.
Nether Bone Boat.
Human Demon Palace Lord’s white-bone body has returned to the image of a dry and weak old man. He is sitting on the golden bone mast at this time.
The masts all around, stood full of the quasi-emperor of the Human Demon Hall, Martial Sovereign. All around, there are a large number of corpse puppets, expressionless in a neat array, controlling the direction of the bone boat.
Under the mast, there is still a person standing. This person is not someone else. It is Cui Yongxuan who was slapped a few times by Ye Fei to drive out the Heavenly Grade disciple of True Martial Saint Court, his true identity , In fact, is one of the traitors of the Human Demon Temple planted in Zhong Prefecture.