Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 922 Assessment Current (3)

Ye Qingyi turned subconsciously and looked at her, but let her slightly glimpse.

A handsome man with a cold look and no emotion in his heart is quietly standing in her sight.

At a glance, Ye Qingyi recognized the man whose temperament was cold and frosty.

"There is no thought that it is reported, then it will be the body." The cold steadily reached out to Ye Qingyi, and the cold eyes fell on Ye Qingshen, and the voice snorted.

"The lord of the ruins... chills?!"

Seeing the cold-hearted man in front of his eyes, Ye Qing’s body trembled.

How did she hit this cargo again!

Hearing, the familiar "following the body", Ye Qingyi only felt the scalp numb.

Almost subconscious, Ye Qingyi turned to escape, and was deeply afraid of being seen by the cold in his body.

But at the moment when Ye Qingyan turned and flew away, a voice suddenly rang from behind her.

"Ye girl."

Ye Qingyi just touched the foot of the threshold and made a slight meal.

The sound behind me is not as cold as it used to be, but it seems to be endlessly gentle.

Between the hustle and bustle, Ye Qingyan turned slightly and looked towards the rear.

This look, but let Ye Qingyan instantly stunned.

The coldness that stood behind her has disappeared.

Instead, where is standing, a beautiful man looks to the extreme, as if he is a man who emerged from the painting.

He stood there quietly, a pair of ingenious scorpions, seemingly smiling, looking at himself.

"Ling Yan?"

Seeing Ling Yan, Ye Qingyi stopped his footsteps, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Well... it's me." Ling Yan dagger.

"Han 沧溟?" Ye Qing said strangely, she only remembered clearly, as if to see the Lord of the Temple of the Flood.

"I don't know." Ling Yan smiled and shook his head, and immediately reached out to the palm of Ye Qingyi: "Come."

Ye Qingying had some doubts, but he did not feel that there was anything in the direction of spirituality.

After all, she and Ling Yan are already friends.

"Where is it here, why do I appear here, why...and why will it appear here..." Ye Qing's look became more and more doubtful, and she couldn't remember what happened.

Her brain has a sense of embarrassment, as if she wants to think about something, but she can't think of anything.

“Here?” Ling Yan looked around: “It’s the place to be married.”

"Newly married?" Ye Qingyi stunned and looked around again, but suddenly found that the layout of the room was overwhelming.

The original dimly lit house is now a red candle and a high palm. The bright red silk hangs inside and it seems to be a bright red piece against the whole room.

"Are you married? And who? Congratulations..." Ye Qing came back and felt that something was wrong, but when she wanted to think deeply, she seemed to have a voice telling her. This is the case.

Immediately, Ye Qingyi opened the space ring. Since it is the day of the wedding, she naturally wants to congratulate.

She wanted to find something in the space ring, as a gift, but she found that there was nothing in her space ring? !

"Sorry, I’m in a hurry, I didn’t bring a gift.” Ye Qingyi raised her eyes with a slight apology.

"You brought it." Ling Yan mouth slightly raised, like a smile and a smile, from Ye Qing's body, slowly skipped.

(End of this chapter)