Not only Qiao Qingling, but the others were also shocked and their faces changed suddenly!

"Jinyan, what did you say? Wang Tian, ​​he, is he dead?" Mo Qingbao stammered and said.

These words seemed to be what the rest of them wanted to ask, and they all looked at Tang Jinyan with a nervous expression.

Everyone seems to hope that what Tang Jinyan said is fake.

However, Tang Jinyan nodded slightly:

"To be specific, it's very complicated. He found me for two days when I left, and at that time, I was in a very dangerous situation. Wang Tian rescued me, but he didn't come back..."

Speaking of this, Tang Jinyan looked sad:

"Ten deaths are not alive."

Hearing this, the few people felt suffocated again.

"You said, Wang Tian not only found you, but also saved you? He left behind? Ten deaths are alive...that is death?"

Qiao Qingling looked at the pain and fleeting feelings in her best friend's eyes, and suddenly felt a little empty and a little sour.

It seems that something has been stolen...

"Did your cousin get himself to save you?"

Mo Qingbao said in a daze, "I didn't expect that my cousin is still a true man with affection and righteousness..."

"Xiaotian is such a person. He said that he would definitely do it..."

Qiao Zhenbei looked at his granddaughter, sighed, dragged his hunched body upstairs, "Qingling, I'm not feeling well, go and rest."

Mo Qingbao also looked at Qiao Qingling, not knowing what to say.

The cause of all this seems to be because of Qingling...

Tang Jinyan sighed lightly, looked at Qiao Qingling, silently speaking, but she was thinking about the figure in her mind.

I guess I won't see you in this life.

Qiao Qingling bit her pink lips tightly, feeling sour, guilty, and regretful, but she didn't know what to say.

'Why are you so good to Jinyan but so bad to me? You even have to save her even if you have to do your life?' Unconsciously, Qiao Qingling was a little resentful.

But now there is no one left, and thinking about this is useless. Qiao Qingling is a little dazed, and her heart seems to be blocked by a huge rock.

Various emotions were brewing in my heart, and my eyes were slightly red.

Especially the eyes around.

"Yes, I'm blaming me! But now there are no people, and it's useless for me to apologize..."

Qiao Qingling turned her head, held back her tears, and said lightly.

Everyone remained silent.

——

Fenghua International.

"President, Wang Tian has divorced Qiao Qingling."

Lu Qingyan's expression was calm, and a hint of pride finally appeared on her delicate cheeks.

This task is also time-consuming and labor-intensive, and must be hidden and quick, but it is really troublesome.

However, after all, it was finally completed. Isn’t it easy to deal with just Wang Tian, ​​Qiao Qingling? Lu Qingyan shook her head slightly in her heart. She was so restrained that she was waiting for the President’s instructions.

"Are you really separated?" A calm voice came.

"Well, but Wang Tian is already a Qiao family, which is equivalent to divorce." Lu Qingyan replied.

"Where did he go after leaving Qiao's house?"

"this…"

Lu Qingyan thought to himself, why did the president care so much about that Wang Tian?

However, she could only answer with a gritty bullet: "I don't know yet. He left the Qiao family and went to find Qiao Qingling's best friend. The best friend seemed to have returned, but Wang Tian did not come back. He should be near Kunlun Mountain."

After saying that, the whole room fell silent

After a long time, a faint voice came:

"Finish him and bring him Fenghua International...to marry me."

"Yes...President?"

Lu Qingyan answered respectfully, and then, after saying two words, he almost fell to the ground.

Get married?

President, are you sure you didn't tease me? As you are, marrying such an ordinary man?

Lu Qingyan almost fainted! He finally understood why the president wanted to break up Wang Tian and Qiao Qingling, and his relationship wanted to be a third party?

Can…

What is this concept?

In this world, there is a man worthy of you? With him, he is worthy of you!

Lu Qingyan was stunned, surprised and angry in her heart.

No one knows how powerful Fenghua International is, and no one knows that this woman who is almost at the top of this world has terrifying energy!

It is no exaggeration to be an unprecedented person!

Lu Qingyan always felt that even the ancient empress, such as Wu Zetian, could not be compared with the president.

Because Wu Zetian only ruled a dynasty.

But the president's influence involves the whole earth, even...

"What? Is there a problem?"

"No, no problem..."

Lu Qingyan suppressed the doubts and anger in his heart and replied.

"In five days, the person I want to see him appears in my office."

Lu Qingyan lowered her head slightly, replied hummingly, and then walked out of the room.

At this moment, countless forces may swarm to find Wang Tian to go to Kunlun. Lu Qingyan shook his head helplessly.

After Lu Qingyan left.

The figure behind the desk stood up, revealing only a beautiful back that was so gorgeous that it was the most beautiful.

A quiet voice came slowly:

"This is... your last request."

——

Mysterious world.

Under the vast clouds and mists, a huge city with flowers is boundless and endless, and even from a height of ten thousand meters, you can't see it at a glance.

The pedestrians dressed in simple but luxurious clothes were crawling in this boundless city like ants.

There are also many warrior cultivators flying in the air like gods, holding weapons that sucked terrifying light, and the divine armor on their bodies exuded a powerful aura representing absolute force and supreme power.

In the center of the city, there is a five-color altar, about half a basketball court and half a size. There are many warriors with divine armor standing around, with serious expressions and ready for battle.

"Little girl, go, don't stay here. Those who enter this altar will not come back."

At this time, next to the Heaven, an old man in a dim clothes sighed a few steps away from a little girl staring at the altar.

The little girl's face was sallow and had a braid, and she had a body of about twelve or thirteen years old. The clothes she wore were wearing had many holes. At first glance, she looked like a child from a poor family, and nothing special.

Only in my eyes, it was as dark as thick ink, as bright as stars, full of hope.

"No, my brother is in the altar, I'm going to wait for him to come back!"

The little girl crossed her hands, her index finger was also stroking a ring on it, which was the only souvenir left to him by his brother.

"Brother said, when he comes back, we will have everything! He will teach me how to practice!" The little girl looked at the altar stubbornly.

"But you have been here for several years. Have you ever seen anyone come back from it?"

When the old man said this, he lowered his voice, "Little girl, let me tell you, I have been here for decades, and I can indeed see someone coming out of it, but they are all...some corpses, so there are no one around the altar now."

As soon as he finished speaking, white light suddenly burst out from the altar.

Countless corpses were carried by a famous warrior in his hand and then discarded them.

"Do you see?"

The old man sighed quietly.

When the little girl saw this scene, she was stunned and rushed up desperately, shouting even more tremblingly:

"Brother, where is my brother?"
To be continued...