Chapter 18: Silly Girl (third update, please give me a monthly ticket!)

"The people of the world? What does it have to do with you? The creatures are suffering? Why are you anxious?" Zhong Shan said with a huff of pity.

"I!" The grief Qingsi was choked by Zhong Shan so much that she didn't know what to say. But this time, the words choked by Zhong Shan did not make the grief Qingsi uncomfortable, but instead seemed like a warm air pouring into the cold heart.

The huge mental burden was much easier by Zhong Shan’s words.

What does the people in the world have to do with you? Such a rebellious word suddenly made the Lord of the Ice God Palace beside him angry.

"Zhongshan, what did you say? Isn't the people of the world worth mentioning in your eyes? You watched the Demon Realm descend to the vast world, you......" The Lord of the Ice God Palace was furious.

"Noisy!" Zhong Shan said coldly.

Lord of the Ice God Palace: "@#￥%…&!"

The sad green silk pouted slightly, shook his head and said, "I know I can pretend that I didn't see it, but, all living beings in the world and billions of living beings, I can't watch it..."

Looking at the stubborn and stubborn look of grief, Zhong Shan sighed slightly: "You are troubled by mediocre people. What's wrong with the Demon Realm? The saints in the world are not in a hurry. Why are you compassionate to the heavens and others?"

"I, I, I!" Sei Qingsi said three times in a row, and was choked by Zhong Shan again and didn't know what to say.

"Zhongshan, are you tempting Qingshi? She is right to do this. Who said the saint doesn't know? She is saving the people and thinking about them for herself. She is ten thousand times more noble than a selfish villain like you." The Lord of the Bing Shen shouted unhappily from the side.

But Zhong Shanli ignored it, walked closer and gently grabbed the grief-skinned hand.

The grief-skinned hand was caught by Zhong Shan, and she still resisted and shrank, but Zhong Shan was tightly grasped in the palm of her hand. How could she let her run away?

"Let's go, let's find a quiet place. It's too noisy!" Zhong Shan said softly.

"Yeah!" Serena nodded.

But the Lord of the Ice God Palace next to him was so angry that he was rippling with blood. What does it mean to be too noisy? What does it mean to be too noisy?

Xiaomei and Xiaoling showed joy at this moment. At the same time, they looked at Zhongshan and felt admiration. Such a person is too strong and domineering. Only such person is worthy of the young palace master.

"Young Palace Master, your palace was broken just now, but the Cangsheng Palace is intact. You can go there!" Xiaomei said happily.

Cangsheng Palace? Zhong Shan looked in the direction Xiaomei pointed and immediately saw the palace where the grief came out.

Pulling the grief green silk, Zhong Shan slowly flew over. At this moment, the grief green silk no longer resisted Zhong Shan. After Zhong Shan knew everything, he seemed to have a backbone, and the original sky became bluer.

Xiaomei and Xiaoling flew away immediately. The two girls knew that they had offended the palace master, so they did not dare to stop, and the ministers of Dalun also flew away.

"Sad Qingsi, you have to know where that is. Don't defile the Palace of Cangsheng!" The Lord of the Ice God Palace shouted angrily as he looked at the far away.

And this sound made the sad hair pulled by Zhong Shan tremble slightly again, and the guilt surged to the whole body again.

Zhong Shan stroked the back of the sad black hair with pity.

"Bang!"

Zhong Shan entered the hall with grief and the door of the hall closed with a bang.

Dalun ministers were waiting outside the hall, and a group of ancestral immortals were guarding him. Who dared to break out?

Dalun is no longer the era of compromise in the past. At this moment, Dalun is synonymous with strength. Ice God Palace? One of the three major forces in the extreme north? So what? The strong Dalun is still coming and leaving whenever he says it?

The Lord of the Ice God Palace was trembling all over at this moment, but there was no way. It was fine if he was injured by Zhong Shan just now. His group of ministers actually put such great oppression on himself? They were all ancestral immortals?

Outside the Cangsheng Hall, Huanji frowned and looked at the Cangsheng Hall, because Huanji suddenly felt a familiar aura.

"So familiar!" Huanji said to herself.

Huan Ji wished she could rush into the hall, but she knew that Zhong Shan was going to comfort her sadness at this moment, so she forced herself to wait in the outside world.

In the main hall.

As the door was closed with a 'bang', the sad blue silk suddenly blew and threw herself into Zhong Shan's arms and started crying.

The crying was extremely sad and the endless grievances made the sad and grief indescribable. Countless thoughts made the sad and grief filled with heartache. Now I don’t want to say anything, but I just want to cry in Zhongshan’s arms, just one cry.

Zhong Shan hugged the sad blue hair tightly and stroked the sad blue hair. Listening to the crying, Zhong Shan felt a little painful in his heart. At the same time, he swore that he would not let the sad blue hair suffer any grievances.

I haven't come to the Ice God Palace these years, and it's not that Zhongshan has forgotten it. On the contrary, Zhongshan has never forgotten the lives of his wives for a moment. Although Zhongshan has gone to Xizhou and Dongzhou in recent years, Zhongshan has not gone to play casually, but is working hard.

After the opening of the sky, Zhong Shan used all his calculations from a proton to a heavy control of Dalun. In order to make Dalun stronger and to take back all the girls as soon as possible, Zhong Shan constantly recruited the strong men in the world to strengthen himself, and continued to grow and break through in the adversity of life and death.

I was idle in Dalun for a while, but at that time, Zhong Shan was not so strong, and there were not many ancestor immortals under him. At that time, I was the difference between myself and myself now. At that time, I had to look at the face of the Lord of the Ice God Palace. If she was not happy, she could wipe herself at any time. Now, it was almost the same to wipe her at any time.

Although Zhong Shan has been working hard, seeing the grievances of grief, Zhong Shan still felt ashamed of his development too slowly and causing his woman to suffer such great grievances. He almost left only a corpse.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The crying of the grief green silk became less and less, and Zhong Shan just hugged it quietly. After crying for a stick of incense, the grief green silk fell asleep like this.

Actually fell asleep?

Instead of waking her up, Zhong Shan took out a chair and slowly waited for her to wake up with grief. Looking at the sleeping grief, Zhong Shan knew that she had taken too much responsibility these days. She was too tired and tired.

The sleeping grief green silk face was no longer cold, but grabbed Zhong Shan's clothes, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. After a while, she showed a look of panic. Zhong Shan immediately kept comforting grief green silk's back, which made her feel more comfortable in her sleep.

Sei Qingsi fell asleep. Zhongshan looked inside the hall. Although Zhongshan was confused, he did not leave too many gods on it. He mainly comforted Sei Qingsi's thoughts and cleared all the things that the Lord of the Ice God Palace was named.

In the letter, the grief of the blue-haired man explains everything. The sacrifice ceremony is for the people of the world. Once the demon world enters the vast world, it will cause disaster and genocide.

But in Zhong Shan’s opinion, these things are bullshit!

Zhong Shan fought in the world all his life. When will he be afraid of anything? If the Heavenly Demon Realm comes, it will come. At worst, it will be the only way to fight against the Heavenly Demon Realm.

Besides, the saints in the world didn’t care about this matter and asked you, a little ancient fairy woman, to sacrifice your life for the people of the world? What a joke?

Have all men in the world died? Let a weak woman sacrifice her life for time to survive? In Zhong Shan’s heart, he would rather die in battle than do such a shameful thing.

Besides, there are still tall men holding on to the sky as it falls.

The saints in the world are decorations? They will ignore Hongjun, Zulong, Phoenix Laomu and others? Zhong Shan definitely doesn't believe it.

Nuwa was a saint back then. He used the first generation of Xuanwu's four-legged support to the sky. Nuwa was so capable, didn't Hongjun?

The most important point was that Zhong Shan suddenly thought that when Gonggong crashed into Buzhou Mountain, it was really just a chance? Gonggong was the ancestor witch of Nanzhou. He was kicked in the head by a donkey. In anger, he made a special trip from Nanzhou to the extreme north of Beizhou from Nanzhou to hit the mountain with his head. Would he think that Buzhou Mountain was made of donkey palms?

If there is really such a terrible effect, wouldn’t he be afraid of being destroyed by the heroes in the world?

"Well!"

After sleeping for a whole day, Yu Qingsi slowly woke up. Seeing that he was in Zhongshan's arms, Yu Qingsi did not rush to get up, but lay in Zhongshan's arms, listening to Zhongshan's heartbeat for a while.

Zhong Shan knew that he had woken up from grief, and he touched her back lovingly for a while, making her feel more comfortable.

After hugging it for a while, he sighed slightly: "Oh!"

"What are you sighing?" Zhong Shan said softly.

"I!" I didn't know how to explain it.

"Tell me the passage carefully!" Zhong Shan said softly.

"Yes!" Serena hiding in Zhong Shan's arms and responded softly.

Then, Sei Qingsi gently told the whole story, without missing a little of the plot. After saying the grievance from beginning to end, Sei Qingsi suddenly felt that the depression in his heart was much less.

"You silly girl!" Zhong Shan finally sighed.

Silly girl? Her sad face turned red and she whispered in dissatisfaction: "How could I be stupid!"

Graceful Qingsi has always been a pride of heaven, so naturally I don’t like being called stupid. Even if Zhong Shan was talking about silly girl, Graceful Qingsi still made a small statement.

Looking at the grief-skinned look pouting, Zhong Shan sighed slightly, "Forget it, it's not that you are stupid, it's me that I was wrong at the beginning. I shouldn't have let you come to this stupid place. The people here are all stubborn, and they can actually infect you to become a silly girl!"

Graceful Qingsi immediately bit Zhongshan’s arm and said that he was dissatisfied. He was not a silly girl, and this was not a stupid place.

Of course, the strength I took to bite the apple was not strong enough, and it did not cause any damage to Zhong Shan at all. Even so, after biting, the grief still added a "wound" with his tongue with a distressed tongue.

"First of all, the Demon Realm will cause trouble when entering the Great Thousand World. Who said that?" Zhong Shan asked.

"Yes, it's the ancestor!" said grief Qingsi in a low voice.

"If she says you believe it? If she says she can become a saint by wiping her neck, do you believe it?" Zhong Shan persuaded.

Sorrowful: “………………!”

The ice is not cold for a day. In recent years, it has been poisoned by the people of the people of the Ice God Palace Master. In fact, he had to sacrifice himself to complete the evil sacrifice ceremony. Zhong Shan naturally had to analyze this matter from the root, so that the Qingqian could free himself from the psychological burden and establish a correct outlook on life. He had to let the Qingqian understand that the sacrifice hall and the people were simply a silly girl's behavior.
Chapter completed!