Tea beauty, a taste of aftertaste.


    Tang Yuehua''s blessing in the circle of nobility gives her a kind of peace that can wash her heart. Her tender feelings are simple and elegant, and are transmitted from the corners of her eyes and brows. Xiaojiu feels the itching of her heart that she has never experienced.


    "It''s worthy of being the master of Yuexuan. Every move can make people fascinated."


    Small nine can not help but praise up, compared to Hu Lina''s coquettish different, Tang Yuehua attractive is that kind of like empty valley orchid temperament.


    If you are not at home, one look can make people imagine.


    People want to break her peace and destroy it.


    "I didn''t understand before. I fell in love with someone I shouldn''t love. I wasted my time. Now I''m still alone."


    Tang Yuehua has no emotion in her eyes. Like a stream, she talks about her past experience to Xiao Jiu.


    If the finger of jade, help again small nine continue a cup of tea.


    Not in a hurry, not impatient, the whole person seems to be dark and rhythm, so that every action, like a perfect wallpaper, let people enjoy.


    Small nine did not speak, just fine tea, this moment heart relaxed to the extreme, let him experience a kind of never had peace.


    "I left haotianzong and founded Yuexuan in order to get information, find my grandfather and help haotianzong get information from the outside world."


    "I thought that my whole life would end in desperate love, until you showed up and let me know what a real hero is."


    Tang Yuehua''s beautiful eyes flashed a touch of admiration.


    Small nine is Ziliu tea, Tang Yuehua cold not Ding so a look, suddenly, there is a kind of impulse, a gentle cough, the twist of the neck, to ease the bad idea in the heart.


    He feels that he has been a bit wild recently, so it''s better to be more restrained.


    "Tired?"


    Tang Yuehua looks concerned, and then takes the soft collapse.


    "I''ll press your head for you. It can relieve fatigue and relax your spirit. One thing after another, you don''t have a good rest this year."


    Tang Yuehua helps Xiao Jiu lie down.


    Small nine feel can''t be so addicted, instinct tells him, can''t continue to stay here, or sooner or later all have an accident.


    "I''d better go and find it. She''ll press it, too."


    "Where you go to her, you''ll be more tired."


    Tang Yuehua''s leisurely way.


    Small nine suddenly no temper, here to stay really comfortable, although the mouth said to go, but lying down on the soft collapse, he didn''t want to get up at all.


    Because it''s so relaxed.


    Tang Yuehua''s soul power is very special, which is a kind of strange effect that can resonate with the soul. Moreover, she also opened up the realm of aristocracy.


    Small nine feel in the heart of anger, evil thoughts, there are a lot of dissatisfaction, all kinds of miscellaneous negative emotions are washed away.


    His body is like soaking in the mountain stream of the gurgling stream, and his ear is clear with the chirping of insects and birds, which can empty everything.


    After the war, for the first time, he felt completely relaxed.


    Small nine feel eyelids more and more heavy, the whole body sleepy.


    "Sleep, and you should have a good rest."


    Tang Yuehua''s voice is like the curling sound of a zither, so soft that Xiaojiu can''t lift a finger. Finally, Xiaojiu completely opens his heart, and his consciousness is blurred.


    He was so tired that he didn''t sleep for a long time.


    Either it''s fighting, or it''s on the way to fighting.


    This year, he fought against the God of destruction step by step. After winning, he still had to appease the girls and control the plane as soon as possible. It can be said that every moment, he had to deal with thousands of things.


    When he first became creator, he felt like a super CPU.


    He has to keep records of everything in the divine world and its subordinate planes. From a mortal to an omniscient and omnipotent God, it is really difficult for him to adapt to this change.


    That''s why he shared the power and let the God of destruction, Zhu Zhuyun, Ning Fengzhi and long Gong divide all the things. He became a shopkeeper.


    Otherwise, he would be bored to death just dealing with these trifles.


    Tang Yuehua at the moment, led him into deep sleep, small nine face leakage never had relaxed.


    "Xiaojiu, you don''t understand a woman''s desire for emotion. How can I let you go after so many years of hard work for the infatuation in my heart? ""I''m sorry."


    Tang Yuehua stood up, gently closed the door, and then put down the white sand tent around her. She came to Xiaojiu and pursed her red lips. Finally, she made up her mind.


    ......................


    Xiaojiu has a long dream. When she wakes up, she finds Tang Yuehua cooking a plain spoon there.


    "How did you sleep when you woke up?"


    Tang Yuehua asked leisurely. She was still stirring the wolfberry and Baifeng soup in her hand. She blew it gently, then tasted the temperature and fed it to Xiao Jiu.


    Small nine eyebrows straight jump, his face all black come down.


    Because at a glance, he found that Tang Yuehua was no longer perfect. There was a touch of shyness in his eyes. Even a fool knew what had just happened.


    What Xiaojiu can''t accept is that he is sent to the door, and is still given by a woman who has no power to bind a chicken.


    All in all, he was depressed.


    If you had known that, it would have been better... Xiaojiu had a mouthful of Dabu soup and hummed: "do you want me to revive Tangchen? There''s no need to do that, really."


    Tang Yuehua shakes her head and gently takes out a silk scarf to help Xiao Jiu wipe her mouth


    "It''s up to you whether you''re alive, grandfather. I don''t want you to have a burden in your heart, and I won''t interfere with your decision-making. I will just stand behind you and listen to you. "


    "When you are tired and sleepy, you can have a good rest here."


    "If you really want to help me, then you should also perform the duty of master haotianzong and give him a successor."


    Tang Yuehua handed over a spoonful of Dabu soup and gave it to Xiao Jiu.


    Small nine this just remembers, he is still the patriarch of Hao Tian Zong.


    Suddenly a little egg. Pain.


    "Tang Chen, I will come back to life, not now. I have to explain this to you, or you''ll think I''m ungrateful. "


    Small nine sighed tone, a face of helpless way.


    "I never feel that you are ungrateful. My grandfather also recognizes you very much. You are the leader of Haotian sect. I will support you unconditionally whatever you do. This is what a Haotian sect should do."


    Tang Yuehua''s leisurely way doesn''t mean to play hard to get in his eyes, but it''s really all decided by Xiao Jiu.


    Small nine is defeated, the woman''s brain circuit, really can''t guess.


    Is that what you want me to do? Why didn''t I have such good luck in my last life?


    Little nine sighed and explained:


    "I think so. Tang Chen is now resurrected. He will definitely go to posisi and qiandaoliu. By that time, he will be flying like a bird."


    "I can''t ignore the thousand ways, but I can''t help Tang Chen. I''m in a dilemma."


    "So, I decided to let qiandaoliu become a God first, that is, when his reincarnation body reaches the age of 12, I will resurrect Tang Chen. There are three of them, and I don''t care if the human brain turns into the dog brain."


    Small nine think all headache.


    In particular, qiandaoliu is too shameless. If you don''t work offline, you must involve yourself.


    "Thank you, little nine. In fact, if you don''t revive my grandfather, no one will say anything about you, but for me... "


    Tang Yuehua was deeply moved.


    Small nine suddenly depressed, really not for you.