Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

Qu Yizhao frowned, after thinking about it, he held back his desire to rush forward.

Su Xiaoyan patted Qu Yizhao's shoulder, signaling her to calm down.

After Qu Yizhao became "Qu Yizhao", he not only inherited her identity and memory, but also inherited her emotions. Otherwise, with his murderous and cold personality, he would probably be alone at any time.

Except for Qu Xifeng, who is also Qu Yizhao's own sister, I am afraid that no one can make Qu Yizhao's cold temperament a little bit turbulent.

In the memory of "Qu Yizhao", many people are very important to her, parents, elders, friends...

Qu Yizhao thought that since she occupied the body of "Qu Yizhao", she should fulfill her duties and obligations instead of standing by and watching.

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Qu Yizhao felt a little helpless in her heart. If she didn't inherit the memory and emotion of "Qu Yizhao", even if Qing Muzhi was beaten or insulted in front of her, she would still be able to do it. indifferent.

Obviously, as a general and commander, he should learn to protect civilians, but Qu Yizhao, a killer, can only go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and he can't learn to protect at all.

It's okay if you let her go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, she can solve it in minutes. If you ask her to protect a certain royal princess or a certain royal prince, she may directly knock out the person who needs to be protected, and then protect it.

In Qu Yizhao's words, high efficiency is everything, and results are everything. She doesn't pursue process and process, she only needs results.

This is Qu Yichao, the God of Killing.

However, it is not Qu Yizhao, the God of Killing, who is here now, but Qu Yizhao, who is willful and willful.

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"Muzhi, calm down, listen to me!"

Chu Qingtang also stood up, comforting Qing Muzhi softly.

"Calm down? You let me calm down? How can you let me calm down? You are really good, Chu Qingtang, you are really amazing!"

Qing Muzhi laughed back in anger, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she took a deep breath. A pair of bright eyes fixedly stared at Chu Qingtang, as if he wanted to imprint Chu Qingtang's appearance deep in his mind.

After a few minutes, Qing Muzhi calmed down, she looked at Chu Qingtang coldly, and smiled slightly.

"What? Want to see me lose face? I'm sorry, Chu Qingtang, you are not worthy, you are not worthy of me, Qing Muzhi, to be sad for you and sad for you."

A pair of bright eyes are as sharp and unparalleled as the eyes of an eagle, as if nothing can escape her eyes.

"What do you think you are, Chu Qingtang? Or, do you think that changing your name to Qingqingtang is a thing? Since you like this surname, I'll give it to you. Isn't it the Qing family? Isn't it the Qing family?" ? Do you think you can get it if you have a clear surname? Go back to your mother's womb and dream about it!"

Qing Muzhi didn't care about Chu Qingtang's ugly expression that was about to drip, he sneered and said, "Why, I can't listen to this anymore? I haven't said anything even worse!"

Chu Qingtang licked his lips with difficulty, looked at Qing Muzhi, and said hoarsely: "Mu Zhi, listen to me, I can explain..."

Qing Muzhi looked at Chu Qingtang coldly, tilted his head, sneered, his expression was extremely cold.

"Explanation? Hahahaha, you are really funny, Chu Qingtang, do you think I'm really a fool to let you make fun of me? The facts are already in front of me! What else is there to explain?"