The host of fast travel, she is not a human being

Chapter 228 South China Princess (19)

A bolt of lightning flashed across the window, illuminating the interior of the house.

There was no trace of fear on Lin Yu's face.

Master still loves to sleep so much.
He was already 16 years old, no matter how afraid he was of such lightning and thunder, six years had passed.

People always have things to fear, but these things are not insurmountable.

There is nothing to fear as long as you become strong enough.

He was just looking for an excuse.

He met Qing Zhou.

Because I knew that parting seemed to be coming soon, I was very reluctant.

But obviously he has met so many people in his life, and this person in front of him has only been with him for a year.

I just can't forget it, I feel inexplicably familiar and close.

Just want to get close.

This is his master.

His own master.

The girl in his arms was sleeping soundly, and she didn't have the slightest defense against him.

Master?
Lin Yu's eyes fell on Qing Zhou's face.

But he didn't seem to think so subconsciously.

I accidentally fell in love with poison before, and my mind was full of the master's face at that time.

Anyway.This is the light of his life.

He must have a firm grip.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Yi, who had nothing to do, watched Lin Yu walk out of Qingzhou's room.

The expression on his face was a little shocked.

Then calmly.

This is indeed the case. How can there be a master-disciple relationship between people of such similar ages?
They should obviously be two compatible people.

"My master is gone."

Lin Yu understood the expression on Zhao Yi's face in an instant, and opened his mouth to explain without expression.

After being together for so many years, he knew what this group of people were thinking almost instantly.

Do these people also think that the master is a good match for him?

Although he was very happy, he didn't know what the master thought.

He was afraid that the master would be unhappy when he heard it.

"Oh oh oh." Zhao Yi looked at Lin Yu's expressionless face, and subconsciously silenced his voice.

Don't offend the boss.

When Qingzhou opened his eyes, he had already returned to the mainland of Kyushu.

Unexpected things.

Now it’s time to go watch the competition.

When they arrived at Wusu Academy, the other members were already ready to leave.

There were only five contestants in total, and Qingzhou saw Chu Ge in red at a glance.

Naturally, Chu Ge had already seen Qingzhou, who had arrived late.

The expression on his face was a bit complicated.

How could she say it, she felt the aura of the Protoss from this man.

"Your Highness the Princess, we have been waiting for a long time." Shangguan Lina said with displeasure written all over her face.

There are very few people who are already a spirit king at her age, but there is Mu Qingyue from the Yasi Empire.

This person's genius halo is too dazzling, so dazzling that no matter how hard they try, they cannot be praised by others.

"Ah."

The princess of South China, who was personally appointed by the emperor, has the richest fiefdom.

This is a noble person.

There is nothing wrong with saying it.

"..." Shangguan Lina shut up.

There is a powerless feeling of punching cotton.

Very boring.

Fortunately, the instructor who led them to the competition knew that those who understand current affairs are heroes and did not reprimand Qingzhou.

Five contestants.

In addition to her and Chu Ge, there are two brothers and sisters from Shangguan's family and Bai Yu.

Chu Ge's cultivation level is now comparable to that of the Linghuang, but it is inevitable to hide clumsiness.

"Princess, don't worry about it, my sister is vulgar." Shangguan Li was a few years older than Shangguan Lina, and he acted with deliberate sensitivity.

Several people got on the carriage one after another.

But Chu Ge just wanted to sit in Brother Yi's carriage with Qingzhou.

Qing Zhou doesn't quite understand the brain circuit of the heroine.

She was beaten to death just now, but now she still wants to look for her?
"You are not Mu Qingyue."

Chu Ge never liked to beat around the bush, and he got straight to the point when he came up.

Not a word of nonsense was said.

Qingzhou obviously didn't think of such a question, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while.

After a long silence, Qingzhou finally nodded.

Since the other party dared to say that, they must have already made up their minds about it.

Qingzhou didn't think about how secretive it was, and even nodded slightly in agreement.

"You are a god." Bai Qi hadn't fully digested the impact of the previous part of the conversation, and Chu Ge's next sentence drove him crazy.

The host is a matter of God, and he only guessed it in the first few planes.

How many times have we met?

Did Chu Ge dare to say it with such certainty?

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Qingzhou's silence is often rare, but this time it did exist.

"Why do you say that?" Qingzhou asked back.

Now it seems that there is indeed something wrong with Chu Ge's soul.

"Because I feel the aura of the Protoss from your body." Chu Ge was also very cautious when answering.

She is a descendant of the gods, so she is naturally very familiar with the breath of gods.

Qingzhou was silent.

Indeed, the real son of luck is that powerful.

However, there is indeed something strange about Chu Ge's soul.

This is a small world, and it doesn't rule out the possibility that some real gods will come here to endure calamity.

Qingzhou didn't like to talk at all, and after Chu Ge asked all the questions that should be asked, he didn't find any more topics.

When night fell, the group had already arrived in the Central Plains.

Reorganize in the small town of Lei Ze.

In his free time, when Qing Zhou had dinner, the sky in the Central Plains had completely plunged into darkness.

This small town is far less prosperous than Kyoto, so it has come to the suburbs before walking a few steps.

From a distance, the little girl selling candied haws can still be seen, but the cry of selling can no longer be heard.

Suddenly, something seemed to be surging in the air.

A black vortex appeared out of nowhere in the night, and a man in purple appeared from the black vortex.

[! ! ! 】Bai Qi was surprised.

Another terrible sense of oppression.

It's the Mozu!
Such a powerful demon.

After looking around, the man in purple set his eyes on Qingzhou, his pupils shrank slightly.

Like a little surprised.

Bai Qi watched the man in purple walking towards the host step by step, his heart was in his throat.

This is really a powerful person.

His status in the Demon Race must be extraordinary.

Looking at the complicated Nether Flowers on his clothes, one should guess that this person must be extremely noble.

(End of this chapter)