The leader of the blood leader explained it and was about to turn around and leave.

"Commander."

Seeing that the blood leader of Gan was about to leave, Ke Bei suddenly called him and unknowingly arrived at the Luo Temple for half a month. Ke Bei had not seen Lu Qian these days. Although he heard that Lu Qian was taken as a disciple by the Lord of Qiongqiong Palace, he had a noble status and was already the deputy commander, Ke Bei was still a little worried.

Ke Bei is now the deputy commander of the Eastern Army and has a status and can go and visit Lu Qian.

"Is there something wrong?"

The Dry Blood Leader stopped slowly, turned around and looked at Ke Bei and asked.

"My sister is Lu Qian. I haven't seen her these days. I want to ask you to ask her address..."

Ke Bei looked at the Dried Blood Leader with a respectful look and asked softly.

"Lu Qian?"

The Dry Blood Leader frowned.

"Is it that little girl with seven divine patterns? Is she your sister?"

The Dried Blood Leader suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Ke Bei, and asked in surprise.

"Well, Lu Qian is my sister."

Ke Bei nodded slowly.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the two people in Qiongqiong Palace who are the most popular now are brothers and sisters."

Seeing Ke Bei nodding, the leader of the blood was stunned for a moment, and then laughed like thunder.

"Master, is my sister in the Qiongqiu Palace?"

Ke Bei scratched his head embarrassedly after being praised by the fucked blood leader so bluntly.

"At this, of course, it's not Lu Qian's personal disciple as the Lord of the Palace. Just her current identity, as the deputy commander of the Southern Army, she is certainly qualified to live in Qiongqiong Hall."

Hearing the words of the Dried Blood Leader, Ke Bei smiled. The Dried Blood Leader informed Ke Bei and Lu Qian of his residence and left.

"Congratulations to the host for drawing Bing Xin Jue. Will you receive it immediately?"

Just as Ke Bei was about to step out of the room to visit Lu Qian, the system's crisp reminder suddenly rang deep in his mind.

"Is Bing Xin Jue?"

Ke Bei shook his head slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although he was very eager to draw the second volume of the God of War Catalogue, things went against his wishes. The second volume of the God of War Catalogue had appeared several times in a row. However, Ke Bei failed to draw it successfully.

"receive!"

After a moment of silence, Ke Bei's thoughts moved slightly and said in a low voice.

Ke Bei cannot force any advanced martial arts to be drawn. Since he cannot force it, he has to accept it. Moreover, the Bing Xin Jue is also a good martial art. Although its power cannot be compared with the top-level martial arts as the God of War Catalogue, it is better to increase mental power.

Wow~~

A golden beam of light shot out from the system disk deep in my mind, and in an instant Ke Bei's body was covered with a faint golden light.

Surrounded by golden light, Ke Bei suddenly felt warm all over, unspeakable comfort. The golden luster slowly poured into Ke Bei's mind, gradually wrapping his soul up.

Buzz ~~

Ke Bei's soul seemed to be a beggar who had been hungry for many days, swallowing the golden light wildly. At the same time, Ke Bei clearly noticed that his soul was constantly solidifying. His mental power was becoming stronger at a terrible speed.

Originally, Ke Bei's mental strength was about the same as a strong man who had activated the seven life wheels, and his mental strength was now prolonged.

The eight-Dao Fate Wheel Realm Powerful!

A powerful person in the Nine Realm of Life Wheels!

The peak of the life wheel realm!

As Ke Bei's soul continued to absorb the golden light, after a moment, Ke Bei's mental power reached the peak of the Fate Wheel Realm!

"Huh~ What a Bing Xin Jue!"

Ke Bei suddenly opened his eyes, and a silver light flashed deep in the eyes. Although his strength did not directly improve, Ke Bei clearly felt that he had changed differently.

After carefully sensing his own changes, Ke Beifang took a step towards Lu Qian's residence when his mood completely calmed down.

At this moment, in the palace where Lu Qian lives, a handsome young man was staring at Lu Qian's pretty face holding a bunch of snow lotus exuding a strange fragrance.

"Qianqian, didn't you say you like Xuelian last time?"

The young man looked surprised, holding the bunch of white snow lotus, he was neither willing to let go nor not, and he stood there awkwardly.

"I like snow lotus, but I don't like the snow lotus in your hand."

Lu Qian waved her hand expressionlessly, her beautiful willow eyebrows slightly frowned, and a faint helpless look flashed in her eyes.

"Qianqian, what do you mean? Do you don't like Xuelian anymore?"

The handsome young man's face remained unchanged and he deliberately pretended to be stupid.

As the thirteenth-ranked personal disciple of the Qiongqiong Palace, the young man Meng Qing certainly knew what Lu Qian meant. Love is very strange. When Meng Qing first saw Lu Qian, who was not very beautiful, she fell in love with her like crazy.

Lu Qian's every frown and smile was fatal attraction to him. Lu Qian had not yet recovered her mind and was still a little stupid, but Meng Qing didn't care at all. She cared for Lu Qian in meticulously and asked about her well-being. Lu Qian, who had not yet recovered her mind at the time, had an IQ that was not as good as a three-year-old child. The young man Meng Qing was kind to her, so she naturally relied on Meng Qing very much.

Those days were Meng Qing’s happiest time. Lu Qian liked snow lotus, so he went to pick it. Lu Qian wanted to eat blood chicken, so he ran thousands of miles to find the purest and most beautiful Wushan Blood Chicken for her.

But all of this changed completely after Lu Qian recovered her mind. Lu Qian was no longer attached to him, and even deliberately alienated him.

"Meng Qing, I am very grateful for your care for me these days. I understand your feelings, but... some things cannot be forced, right..."

Lu Qian bit her lip. She knew what Meng Qing meant to her and was very grateful for Meng Qing's care for her, but some things really couldn't be forced.

"No, no, stop talking, Qianqian, you must want to eat blood chicken, right? I'll catch it for you now."

Hearing Lu Qian's words, the young man's heart trembled suddenly. At this moment, his heart seemed to be penetrated by billions of sharp arrows. His handsome face was twisted in pain, and there was a hint of hoarseness and panic in the magnetic voice.

Meng Qing suddenly turned around, with his back to Lu Qian, gritted his teeth tightly, and blood spilled out between his teeth. He didn't dare to turn around to see Lu Qian. He was afraid that Lu Qian would say something that broke his heart.

Just as the young man Meng Qing turned around resolutely and took steps to get out, Ke Bei's figure suddenly appeared, blocking the young man's way out.

"Qianqian."

Ke Bei bypassed Meng Qing, looked at the woman in a blood-colored robe and a pretty face in the hall, and shouted softly.

"Brother!"

Hearing Ke Bei's voice, Lu Qian turned around suddenly. When he saw Ke Bei, he rushed over and hugged Ke Bei's arms and started crying softly.

"Woooo~~ Brother, Qianqian thought, I thought I would never see you again..."

Lu Qian's tears rolled down, soaking Ke Bei's robe on his chest like a flood.

"Qianqian, it's okay, I have brother here."

Lu Qian's cry came into Ke Bei's ears and fell into his heart. For some reason, an uncontrollable feeling of pity suddenly surged in Ke Bei's heart.

He knew very well that Lu Qian's brother was dead and could never come back... Thinking of this, Ke Bei's love for Lu Qian became even stronger.

Looking down at the pretty girl in her arms, crying with pear blossoms and rain, Ke Bei's heart trembled suddenly. At this moment, he seemed to really regard himself as Ruke, or it was more appropriate for him to regard the girl in her arms as his own sister.

Lu Qian cried bitterly, Ke Bei comforted her softly, and both of them seemed to have forgotten Meng Qing.

"Let her go!"

Meng Qing clenched her fists tightly, and her knuckles became pale because she tried too hard. Looking at Ke Bei's arms, Lu Qian was hugged by Lu Qian. Meng Qing's whole body trembled slightly, and her handsome face twisted together. A sensational murderous intent surged out, and extremely cold words were squeezed out between her teeth.

Qianqian is mine, and no one can touch her at all!

This was the only thought in Meng Qing's heart. Meng Qing was trembling all over, and his body was trembling step by step towards Ke Bei. The terrifying pressure hit Ke Bei, as if he wanted Ke Bei to tear it apart. The naked murderous intent was without any concealment and bombarded Ke Bei.

Meng Qing is the personal disciple of the Lord of Qiongqiong Palace. Although he has not yet activated the Fate Wheel, his strength is invincible in the realm of the God of War. Being able to become the personal disciple of the Lord himself shows Meng Qing's talent. Although he only has five divine patterns, his mental power is naturally very strong. Although he has not yet activated the Fate Wheel, his mental power is stronger than that of ordinary strong people who open the Four Fate Wheels.

Before Ke Bei appeared, Meng Qing was the well-deserved first master among the powerful war god realm of Qiong Qiong Palace. He had strong mental power. The Lord of Qiong Qiong Palace taught him a set of secret methods of using mental power to attack. With such powerful strength, Meng Qing could rank in the top five even among the 1.5 billion war god realm powerhouses in the entire Luoshen Temple.

How could Meng Qing, who was talented, strength, and status, be able to tolerate the girl he loved snuggling in another man’s arms?

boom!

Without waiting for Ke Bei to say anything, Meng Qing's mental power turned into hundreds of millions of tough sharp awls, and bombarded Ke Bei's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Meng Qing, stop, he is my elder brother, my eldest brother!"

Lu Qian didn't expect Meng Qing to take action suddenly, and with the action, he had no reservation at all, and instantly burst out the terrifying mental secret technique of the Lord of the Inheritance Palace!

Lu Qian knew Meng Qing's strength very well. She panicked and roared to push Ke Bei away, but the invisible mental attack was completely different from the ordinary skills and methods. Even if she pounced on her, she still couldn't stop Meng Qing's mental attack.

"What! He, he is your eldest brother!"

Meng Qing suddenly woke up when he heard Lu Qian's deep roar. The title of elder brother can only be called like this from the same family.

"It's over..."

As a super genius in Qiongqiong Palace, Meng Qing is naturally very smart. He instantly understood and misunderstood!

But at this moment, the billions of tough awls transformed into by the huge mental power had penetrated Ke Bei's ** and bombarded Ke Bei's sea of ​​consciousness. He wanted to retract his attack, but he was a little weak. He could only stare wide and look at the mental power that was raging like a rainstorm and bombarded Ke Bei's soul.

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