Princess Ling Tianjiu never expected that she would die of dying by kowtowing towards the city gate.

It was like a devil who was crazy, and his spirit and consciousness were completely disintegrated, leaving only endless fear.

Qingge stood beside her and looked at Princess Ninth indifferently.

She has never been a ruthless person, she is even as cruel as the world says.

The Ninth Princess finally lost her last trace of life and fell on a pool of bloody ground, the wound on her forehead was shocking.

From inside the city gate to outside the city gate, no one felt sorry for her.

Countless people are surprisingly indifferent.

The moment the Ninth Princess fell to the ground, Qingge's eyes flashed, as if she saw a faint golden smoke appearing on the Ninth Princess' body. The scenes in the smoke were really visible, and even very detailed information was transmitted into Qingge's mind.

The ninth princess of the Lingtian Dynasty, sixteen years old, killed 60,000 people, 10,000 Varo people, and 50,000 four-star people, of which 30,000 were buried alive, 10,000 people drowned alive, and 3,000 people were smashed with a giant cauldron, and 2,000 people were killed...

Obviously, the scenes in the light gold smoke and the somewhat ancient and distant sounds were only heard and seen by her.

Qingge looked at the bloody head on the city gate, frowned, and looked at Xi Ziyan and Jiuci, and walked towards the city gate.

Qingge stopped in front of his grandfather: "Grandma, sorry, I'm late."

"Silly child, it's not that easy to get four stars from the Gods Heavenly Realm." Seeing that the Northern Moon Empire was saved, the grandfather breathed a deep sigh of relief. Seeing Qingge now, his eyes turned red again.

Time passed by, and I haven't seen this child for two years.

She was so powerful that she could kill hundreds of thousands of troops in a flash of her fingers, turn the world around with one person, turn the danger into a barrage, and hunt the enemy. Her grandfather hugged Qingge and patted Qingge's back with heavy force.

Qingge rubbed in the arms of his grandfather.

"This one is..."

Grandpa looked at Jiuci, and Jiuci was stunned. He subconsciously took a few steps back, his eyes flashed, and his palms were sweating, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

grandmother……

What a strange name.

Qingge glanced at Jiuci, took up his grandfather's arm, "Let's talk about it when you go home, go to the city wall first to see grandfather."

Qingge pulled Grandpa and walked up the city wall along the stone steps.

Ye Qingtian stood on the city wall, turned his head, twisted his sleeves and wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes.

Ye Qingtian held the wall and walked towards Qingge with slow steps.

Qingge stared blankly at the skinny Ye Qingtian, tears immediately poured out. Qingge sniffed, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and nodded, "Grandpa, the unfilial grandson is back home."

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back..." Ye Qingtian wanted to help Qingge, but almost fell down. Seeing this, Jiuci stepped forward and quickly supported Ye Qingtian with quick hands. Ye Qingtian glanced at Jiuci, and a kind smile appeared on his old face: "Are you Xiao Ge'er's friend? It's not easy to accompany Xiao Ge'er to the four-star. Come quickly, grandpa makes some delicious food for you. The fragrance of delicious food can drive away the dusty smell."

When I heard Ye Qingtian’s kind words, Jiu Ci was like a thorn in his throat, and his nasal cavity was slightly sore.

Seeing that Ye Qingtian was in poor health, Jiuci helped Ye Qingtian walk down the city wall.

Grandpa was staring at Jiuci carefully. As he looked, his pupils suddenly tightened slightly without notice.

Grandpa quickly stepped forward and grabbed Qingge, "Qingge, who is that child?"

When I first met, I felt handsome and evil, but after looking at it for a few more times, the child was particularly similar to her daughter Yan Bitong. The more I looked at her, the more I felt, the more I felt, that was Yan Bitong's dressed as a man.

Grandpa's breathing became rapid, his eyes were wet and blurred and looked at Jiuci's back.

In the cool breeze, the figure of Jiuci in the eyes of the grandfather seemed to overlap with the figure of Yan Bitong leaving. The grandfather couldn't even tell who was...

"He is the child of his father and mother. His mother was pregnant with twins at that time, but the Northern Moon Emperor was killed. When he was pregnant, the doctor deliberately ignored this. As soon as we were born, my brother was thrown into a mass grave by the Northern Moon Emperor. Fortunately, my brother was lucky and lucky. He was picked up by a passerby guardian of the Nine Realms, and saved his life. After I went to the Gods Realm, I discovered my brother's existence." Qingge said a long story short and explained concisely.

She did not say anything about emptiness, and was also afraid that her grandfather would worry.

Her identity symbol and the order between planes are destined to be unable to stay in the four-star continent for a long time.

Go back to the Gods Heaven Realm, maybe two years, ten years, or twenty years before you can come back. The Northern Moon Emperor is dead, and emptiness is still controlling people's hearts. If you make your grandfather worry too much, it will be bad for Yu grandfather's health.

"This Northern Moon Emperor is so terrifying that he will never disperse even if he dies!" The grandfather gritted his teeth and his eyes were spitting fire.

Suddenly, the grandfather grabbed Qingge's hand and asked, "Ge'er, you have gone to the Gods Realm. Do you have any news about your mother?"

Qingge nodded: "In the past two years, I have been paying attention to my mother's news. I have not received much news, but one thing can be confirmed. My mother is still alive, but if I want to find her, I still need to work harder."

When the grandfather heard this, his deep eyes suddenly lit up, just like the warm sun turning into snow in the cold winter.

Grandpa laughed: "I knew that the child was destined to be extraordinary. He had ambitions when he was young. Although he was a daughter, he had a passionate heart. She must have gone farther away. In the past few decades, she must have ridden the wind and waves and soared..."

Grandpa was very pleased: "My Yan family doesn't have cowards!"

Qingge looked at the side face of his grandfather, and the only thing he was glad that he did not let Yan Bitong be imprisoned for twenty years and died in pain.

If the grandfather learned about this, he would be afraid that he would not be able to bear it at all.

The pain of her mother's death makes her enemies.

Let her settle the hatred and anger of killing her mother.

Qingge curled his anger and hugged his grandfather's arms and smiled sweetly: "Grandma, I'm hungry."

"Let's go home and have a good meal." Grandpa took off his cloak and covered him with Qingge. "With such a cool hand, even a strong practitioner should not be so willful. Although your grandfather is not in tune with the dishes, the food is really good. He sits on the threshold of the night mansion with chicken soup every night and watches people coming and going, especially hoping that his granddaughter will appear on the long street."

The warmth flows through Qingge's heart.

Compared to the vigorous battles of all directions, she actually likes the stability of her life when she is with her grandfather and grandmother.

On the way back to Ye Mansion, the people along the street knelt on both sides.

"Welcome to my king, long live my king..."

The sound on the road was so loud that everyone tried their best to shout, until their faces were red.

Back at Ye Mansion, Ye Qingtian walked into the kitchen without stopping. Jiuci hesitated for a moment and followed him into the kitchen.

Jiuci started, washed vegetables, cut vegetables and divided the ingredients. During the process of cooking, Ye Qingtian said, "Cooking vegetables and cooking is an art. You young people like to fight and kill. We are old and only hope that our children and grandchildren will not be sick or disaster."

"Well..." Jiuci nodded, washing vegetables while listening carefully, like a primary school student who is eager to learn. (To be continued)
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