The punch hit the flesh. Zhao Sicheng's punch was not so heavy. Xiao Hong felt like she was about to vomit out her stomach.
"Why are you still fighting?" Xiaohong was confused. Boss Xiaobai's trick failed?
When Zhao Sicheng saw Xiaohong¡¯s expression, was he pretending to be stupid? There is a cure for pretending to be stupid, and that is the Law of Life.
"Woowuwu" It was definitely not a cry, but a comfortable moan.
"Are you ready?" Zhao Sicheng leaned in front of Xiaohong's big head and asked.
"It's not good." He said firmly.
"I'm going to beat him even if he's not good!" He said, grabbing Xiaohong's long hair that reached the ground, and threw it against the wall.
"Bang!" Xiao Hong only felt twinkling and twinkling, and the sky was filled with little stars.
Regular exercise is indeed good for physical and mental health. He dragged Xiaohong to see Jia Qing.
Entering Jia Qing's room, Xiaohong turned into a human form. Xiao Hong likes the human form, especially when in front of Jia Qing, because the human form will not look too stupid in front of Jia Qing.
Zhao Sicheng stared at Xiaohong and asked: "Xiaohong, do you like Jia Qing?"
Xiao Hong actually coyly uttered two words: "I like it."
The sky is dark and the earth is dark! Jia Qing likes Xiaohong, and Xiaohong also likes Jia Qing. Zhao Sicheng squeezed his fingers so hard that Xiaohong couldn't help but scratch her head. If she was hit by Zhao Sicheng's iron fist, she would definitely be in agony.
Break them up? What's the difference between that and the eighth wife, the goddess of life?
Don¡¯t break them up? Watching the little loli you raised being raped by Xiaohong's monster?
After a long while, Zhao Sicheng said word by word: "You won."
Jia Qing quickly hugged Xiao Hong and said, "Hong, I love you."
"Xiao Hongmao picked up Jia Qing handily: "Xiao Qing. I love you too. My love is like the stars in the sky, guiding you on the vast night road."
Jia Qing: "My love is like the surging sea. The sea never dries. Love is endless."
"God never dies, love continues."
"Hong, although humans and gods are different, my love for you will never change."
"Xiaoqing, you are my rose. You bloom quietly and I wait quietly."
"Ah! Hong, I love you so much."
"Xiaoqing. I love you so much too."
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Zhao Sicheng slammed the door and left, having already let them go, but these two guys were saying a lot of disgusting love words, deliberately trying to make Zhao Sicheng angry.
After Zhao Sicheng left. Jia Qing's eyes showed sadness again.
Xiaohong panicked a little: "Xiaoqing, what's wrong? Is the incision on my back wrong just now? I'm sorry, it's all my fault, and the owner is here. I'm so nervous. Isn't it going to delay your business?"
"Hong, it's okay, you did a good job just now."
"That's great, I won't delay your business. There will be cooked meat to eat. The food you humans make is so delicious." He is obviously a burly man. But he smiled like a child.
Does Jia Qing really love Xiaohong? The answer is: no. A normal woman might like a monster like a stuffed toy. But I will never love a Warcraft. This is not a fairy tale, and fairy tales are all lies.
"But Xiaohong is a special kind of monster. In addition to being a monster, he is also a god. Although Jia Qing does not love World of Warcraft, she loves gods.
After ten years of traveling around and doing business with all kinds of nobles, Jia Qing came to a surprising conclusion: the nobility of nobles comes from the blood of the gods.
The little water god worshiped by the Earl of Xiliang died in the divine war, so the Earl of Xiliang was exterminated.
Duke Jumu has the support of the gods. Although the main family of the imperial capital was destroyed, part of the bloodline still remains in the territory. At least the bloodline will not be cut off.
The Zhao family has the blood of the God of Thunder, the Yue family has the blood of the Earth Goddess, and the Medusa family has the blood of the Goddess Medusa. Commoners do not have the blood of gods or their gods have fallen, so they can only be commoners.
The blood of the gods gives the nobles powerful magic and fighting spirit talents. They have a more perfect source of magic power and fighting spirit.
Jia Qing¡¯s ideal goal is Zhao Sicheng, who is the god of ancient knowledge! It has been surviving for millions of years since ancient times. With its abnormal survival ability, it hugs the thick legs of the ancient gods, and the family will live forever.
"It's a pity that this ancient god was very defensive about herself, so Jia Qing could only retreat and get Xiaohong. Ever since she saw Xiao Hong condensing her divine power and becoming a god, Jia Qing started to prepare, and it finally came into use today.
Zhao Sicheng sat in the secret room and murmured to himself: "Sure enough, no matter what, it can't stop the wheel of history from turning, the beginning of the Queen. Is it a shame to let go of Jia Yi?"Tell dad the truth, will you be resurrected? "
"Dad, who is dead?" Zhao Sicheng immediately reached out with his mental strength and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ye Xi'er and Si Shuang were fine.
"Tell me first if you will be resurrected." Seeing Zhao Yuanzheng's eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, he felt heartache for no reason.
"Yes." Zhao Sicheng exhaled: "But the price is a bit high. Who died?"
"Huahua, Shuang'er's mother is dead." Zhao Yuanzheng's eyes were red.
"If you don't go, the price of resurrection will be too high."
"Xiao San, you are a kind and good boy, but you can't bear to see your sister without a mother." Zhao Sicheng rolled his eyes. Sure enough, his wife is someone else's good thing, and the baby is his own good thing. I don¡¯t know which of Zhao Yuanzheng¡¯s eyes saw that Zhao Sicheng was a kind and good boy.
"Dad, be more open-minded! You are the God of Swords. There is no grass anywhere in the world, so why should you fall in love with a flower unrequitedly." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhao Sicheng regretted it. This was not a disguised support for Zhao Yuanzheng to find a second mother for himself.
"That's right, son, as long as you say this." Zhao Yuanzheng swept away the decadent look just now. This guy really does not have the attributes of an infatuated man: "By the way, son, do you feel uncomfortable in this living room?" ." (To be continued)
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