Chapter 390: Xiaojiu is definitely not dead.
Chapter 390 Xiao Jiu is definitely not dead
Emperor Beibei did not sleep for a whole night!
The dark wind looked at the self-respecting body covered with mud, and he sighed in his heart, and there was a serious cleansing. Even the murder would not splash the blood on his body, but now he is almost a clay figurine!
Hey, Miss Nine, where are you? Doesn't it mean that the scourge is alive for thousands of years? Why are you so dead?
Xiao Chang and others are also a sorrowful face. I want to persuade the emperor to know how to persuade him. It is said that Xiaojiutou will die and have a relationship with them. If it is not to save them, she may not be stared at. !
The dark wind suddenly blinked: "Respect, pass the sound! Do you give a voice to Miss Nine?"
There was a bright color in the eyes of Emperor Beimu, and he took out the sound and shivered and said: "Black, Xiaojiu, where are you? Answer me soon!"
Time passes by little by little, the sound is dead, and there is no reaction.
The north wing of Emperor Bei’s eyes shattered bit by bit, suddenly screaming: “No! She will not die! She will not die!”
Emperor Beibei said while continuing to frantically dig the soil below.
Qu Changla and others looked at the imperial concubine in the state of madness, and could not help but sigh. This emperor had a deep feeling for Xiaojiutou. They thought that he was a fancy to Tianleilingen. I am wrong with him.
The elders suddenly had a bright eye and suddenly patted the thigh: "The emperor, the little nine-headed girl will be fine! We are also scared! Except for some burnt clothes, we did not find anything else, according to common clothes. They have not been completely burned, and those spirits should leave a trace of traces! Also, the noodle stick is a fairy, even if it is a thunder, it will not become a fly ash, at least there should be wreckage!"
When the emperor was stunned, his mind was occupied by the panic and despair of losing black things. Hearing the words of the elders of the song, he could not help but calm down. Yes, there are not only the fairy knives in the hands of the black things, but also the heavens and the earth. In particular, there are still ancient artifacts too small mirror, how can there be no trace left? Black things must not die! But where did she go?
At this time, Emperor Beibei seems to have dried up the trees again and again, the black things are not dead, the black things are definitely not dead!
The eyes of Emperor Beibei screamed with a sultry light: "The elders of the song are right, black, and Xiaojiu are definitely not dead. I am here waiting for her, she will definitely come back!"
The people waited for three days and three nights at the edge of the pit, and there was still no news of the beginning of the cloud.
Emperor Beibei let Qu Changlao and others return to Linghuazong and other news, sitting in the pit every day and talking to the deep pit:
"Small nine, I will not call you black things in the future, you are coming back soon!"
"My things are yours in the future. I don't care if you want money!"
"Don't you like to paint me? As long as you come back, how many pictures you can draw!"
"As long as you come back, I will lend you a lullaby every day. If you are tired of listening to it, I will learn a few more new ones!"
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The dark wind on the side is like crying and wanting to laugh. Miss Nine, we are completely conquered by you. You are coming soon. If you go on like this, we must be crazy!
Time passed day by day, and nearly a month passed in the blink of an eye. There was even a fire grass growing in the deep pit, but there was still no news in the beginning of the cloud.
Despite urging the emperor to return to the Tianyuan continent, the whistle of the whistle of the rumors, the emperor is still stubborn and talks to himself on the side of the pit every day, saying that he misses, swears, and loves one by one to the cloud that doesn’t know where it is. listen!
The first is more.
(End of this chapter)
