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Between the bride and the bride, he pulled a piece of red silk and walked towards the house.

Anyway, just know that she is safe and sound.

She got married today, and it would be nice if she saw it too.

This way... it's good...

With a smile on the corner of Song Qingming's mouth, he went directly to the next interface from the real spirit world.

After flying down, it was obvious that the lack of aura below was felt.

However, she has space, and if she wants to cultivate, she can continue to cultivate in space.

She flew all the way into the palace.

In fact, forget it, I have been away for more than ten years.

It's just that the ancients generally did not live long, and the average age was only forty years old.

I don't know if the emperor's brother is all well.

She went directly to the emperor's palace, opened the door of the palace, and saw Song Qingran sitting there with a book obsessed with.

The childish face, who was originally young, now has a beard, and the whole person looks like he really has the majesty of the emperor.

Upon hearing the movement outside, Song Qingran frowned slightly.

Just raised his head, his sharp eyes shot over.

When I saw Song Qingming, his sharp eyes turned tactfully.

"Emperor Sister——"

There was a hint of surprise in his voice, a kind of cheering, and a kind of waiting joy.

"..."

Song Qingming felt a headache when he saw his style of painting change so quickly.

Child, you are the emperor.

Still a majestic emperor with a long beard.

"Emperor sister... I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you to come back!"

Song Qingran looked at her, her eyes were slightly red.

"Didn't I come back?"

Song Qingming reached out and touched his head.

After touching it, I suddenly felt something was wrong, because Song Qingran, who was already 30 years old, seemed much more mature.

And the people who cultivated immortals in Song Qingming, the taller the cultivators, the younger their appearance, not to mention the younger the bone age of Song Qingming.

So, Song Qingming at this time looked like Song Qingran's daughter.

Then Song Qingran still acted like a cat in front of her sister, and the style of painting between the two was also weird.

Song Qingming looked at Song Qingran in front of him, and suddenly noticed something strange.

If you are a cultivator, wouldn't it be impossible to die forever? You will be in this plot for such a long time forever.

No, it won't work.

Probably it's because of the habit of cultivation, and he was going to practice when he was about to leave the palace.

Thinking of this, Song Qingming even let out a cold sweat.

She can't practice anymore, and the rest of her life is to sit and eat and wait to die.

Thus, Song Qingming began the life of rice worms.

It's just that she is already Nascent Soul, and there are still hundreds of years to come, how can she live so lonely.

So he taught a series of cultivating immortals to the emperor and to those who were willing to cultivate immortals.

Then there was an upsurge of immortal cultivation among the whole people.

Others were cultivating immortals, Song Qingming had read all the books in this era one by one, and traveled all over the mountains and waters.

I don't know why, the Song family seems to be the embryo of natural cultivation.

Even without the rich aura, Song Qingran had cultivated to Yuan Ying in more than four hundred years.

Finally, Song Qingming's Shouyuan came to an end. Fortunately, these last days were not alone.

The relationship with Song Qingran's younger brother has always been very good.

After reaching the end, Song Qingming returned to the starry sky.

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