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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1788

But Mochizuki River was in a hurry, he shouted, hoping to stop Haruhi Yingyue.
Eight-foot Qionggou jade is a sacred artifact of their Japanese kingdom, a sacred object passed down for thousands of years. He would rather die by himself than see their martial art sacred object of Japan fall into the hands of foreigners.
However, it was useless.
No matter how Mochizuki River called, Haruhi Yingyue did not listen.
She got up and bowed slightly at Mochizuki River: “Teacher, I’m sorry.”
After speaking, Haruhi Yingyue entered the Sword God Palace.
This eight-foot Qionggou jade was previously kept in the Haruhi family.
Later, it was brought into the Sword God Palace by Haruhi Yingyue and handed over to Mochizuki River for preservation.
After all, the Sword God Palace rules the Japanese martial arts, and there are three great masters in charge. Such martial art holy relics can not be left to the Sword God Palace for preservation.
Haruhi Yingyue has followed Mochizuki River for nearly ten years, and naturally knows where the idiot Qionggou jade is stored.
Mochizuki River did not hide these things from Liang Gong Yingyue, and there is no need to hide them.
After all, things were brought to Sword God Palace by Haruhi Yingyue.
Soon, Liang Gong Yingyue walked out and handed a wooden box to Ye Fan.
“Master, there is what you want inside.”
“I hope you can use it to protect the people you want to protect.”
Without any nostalgia or hesitation, Haruhi Yingyue stretched out her hand, and in the red eyes of Mochizuki River and the others, she handed over the martial art holy artifacts of Japan to Ye Fan.
“Yue’er, you are confused~”
“Confused!”
“Do you know what that eight-foot Qiong Gouyu represents to our Japanese martial arts?”
Mochizuki River screamed sadly.
At that moment, his heart was bleeding.
He wanted to stand up several times and ran to grab the wooden box.
However, now he was seriously injured and dying, and he could hardly protect himself, let alone other things.
I could only watch, Ba Chi Qiong Gouyu, one of the three divine weapons, fell into Ye Fan’s hands.
Looking at the wooden box in his hand and the smiling girl in front of him, Ye Fan was slightly moved.
“Yue’er, come with me.”
“I will take you back to China.”
“You gave me Ba Chi Qiong Gouyu. In the future, the martial arts of the country will not be able to accommodate you.”
Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
Haruhi Yingyue shook her head and smiled lightly: “Master, it’s okay.”
“Have you forgotten that I am the reincarnation and rebirth of the Moon Reading God.”
“They won’t, and don’t dare to do anything to me.”
“Well, Master, you go quickly.”
“Didn’t you promise Sister Qiu to go home as soon as possible?”
“Don’t delay anymore.”
“Otherwise, if the powerhouse of the Three Gods Pavilion rushes over, you may not be able to leave.”
Haruhi Yingyue smiled brightly, but pushed Ye Fan out to get him out of here as soon as possible.
But, who could see the reluctance and attachment deep in her brows and eyes.
Good days are always so short.
She and Ye Fan are going to be parted after all.
After leaving, the two of them will eventually be indefinitely.
“Don’t you want to go with me seriously?”
“If you follow me back to China, I will find a way to clear the soul mark in your body.”
“But if you stay here, you will definitely die.”
Ye Fan looked at the girl in front of him and continued speaking in a deep voice.
Haruhi Yingyue smiled Xiao Suo.
“Master, thank you.”
“It’s just useless. My body, I know.”
“Everything is irretrievable.”
“See you next time. In this body, there is probably another person.”
With a smile, Liang Gong Yingyue’s mood gradually declined.

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