"Ye Qingge, you are so vicious!" The head of the Rong family pointed his trembling hand at Qingge, and tears of sadness fell on his cheeks, looking at the young empress in pain.

In front of the Dongzhou Loft, cultivators who heard the news gathered one after another.

But in a moment, the story of the empress beating a few children had spread throughout Mingyuan Villa, and even the Ziyun Palace Master who was deprived of his authority to preside over the presidency had heard of it.

But no one expected that the young men from Ye and Rong's mansions would be beaten to death by the empress.

Soon, Li Yuanjun, the Sidi Palace Master, and others, as well as the Tianqi couple, Zhong Linmu Ruge, all came to the Dongzhou camp. Yang Hong wanted to speak but stopped, sighed a few times, looked at Jiuci who appeared in the Dongzhou attic, and spoke in a little embarrassedly: "When the Nine Palaces, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is underway, children with immature minds will inevitably have disputes. Even if the Empress can't stand the children's

The dispute between them is enough, and it is a bit cruel to beat the eight children to death. If it is spread to the Nine Realms, it is probably not good for the Empress.”

Yang Hong said bitterly.

Everyone in the Heavenly Realm knows that the owner of Yingyue Tower is fond of the girl, and now he is presided over the ritual of sacrifice to heaven. Even if Yang Hong saw the children's corpses being angry, he had to speak tactfully.

Jiuci wrapped his hands around his chest, leaning against the wooden pillar, and his black clothes were as dark as ink. He gradually disappeared into the darkness, raised his long and narrow eyes from the shadows, and looked at the many people in front of the attic in a sinister and cold manner.

"My son, you are so miserable. You are so young. Life has ended before it even began..." The noble lady cried in anger while holding her son's body. Seeing that Jiuci didn't care about her, Yang Hong finally spoke to Qingge: "Empress, if you really kill these children, if you pass them to the Nine Realms, the throne will not be guaranteed. And now the evidence is conclusive, I have the power to order you and Dongzhou to withdraw from the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven continues its inheritance and prays for all living beings for hundreds of years. Everyone who comes to Mingyuan Villa should have respect and respect for life and nature. Empress, you are indeed a very talented and wonderful woman, but as the world says,

You are an absolute tyrant. They are children. It would be too cruel for you to kill with a whip?"

Qingge walked forward and approached the children's bodies.

The lady stared at Qingge and suddenly stood up to beat Qingge, but before she could get close to Qingge, she was thrown out by a wind.

Everyone looked at the children behind the crowd, the dark night, the dim lights, the ancient attic, and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard.

There were noisy sounds, and the bloody smell from the wounds of the corpse was very pungent.

Bai Han clenched his fist, and the strong wind sang around him. His sick body seemed to be able to burst out endless power. His small hands could control the wind, the world, the universe, all things were natural, and the wind arts could reach thousands of horses!

Qingge pursed her lips and thought deeply, turned around and looked at Bai Han gently.

Bai Han did not take action when he was killed by those children, but now she has suffered a grievance, so Bai Han did not hesitate.

The ladies in groups of three or three gathered next to the corpse, wearing luxurious brocade clothes, shining beads and hairpins, and gracefully knelt beside the corpse, holding the child's cold hands, crying heartbroken.

What a beautiful and indifferent picture.

Their eyes were filled with hatred when they looked at Qingge, and they wanted to swallow Qingge alive and cut it into pieces.

However, Qingge slowly walked forward, but no one dared to approach her.

Qingge lowered his eyes and watched the eight corpses, and smiled coldly.

The onlookers looked at Qingge's smile on his lips and felt chill. The ladies of the two houses and the two heads of the family were furious and pointed at Qingge's nose and scolded: "The children can't bear to see you, you can still laugh, you have no conscience at all."

Qingge exhaled.

Human nature is really terrible...

The whip wounds she left were indeed bone-like, but they all avoided the fatal key points.

You may have to lie in bed and rest for a while, but if the child is young, he will recover soon if he takes good pills.

The death was also a whip, but it was not caused by Qingge's hands.

"Ye Qingge, killing people to pay for their lives, and blood debts are paid. You can't get rid of today." said the Rong family leader.

"These corpses caused by death all hit the internal organs." Qingge said calmly and calmly: "And it was a whip that killed me. This whip was not something I did."

"So many people saw that it was your hand. You said you didn't hit him. Will anyone believe it?" The head of the Ye family sneered. Qingge squatted down and pointed at the wound on the right atrium of the boy's body with his fingers. "Of the eight children, only his heart is on the right side, and his left chest is not whipped, which means that the murderer knew that his heart was on the right side. If it weren't for a relative, he had no whip.

, Who knows?”

"You are an alchemist, you will definitely know." said the Rong family leader.

The Master of Medicine walked out with his hands behind his back: "The head of the Rong family, this is a bad word. We who are accused of medicine do not have such skills and can see through other people's hearts at a glance."

"Empress, even so, it can't prove anything." Yang Hong said.

Bai Han was extremely cautious and looked at Qingge uneasy, his little hands tightly tucked his sleeves, afraid that something would happen to Qingge.

Qingge smiled and patted the boy on the other side of the shoulder, "Wake up, don't be afraid, I will protect you and tell them what you saw."

As the onlookers looked at them in shock, a corpse opened its eyes.

The boy looked around in fear, holding his head in fear, "Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

"Who wants to kill you?" Qingge asked.

The boy was the young master of Rong's family and suddenly pointed at the head of the Rong family: "It's my father, my father wants to kill me. My father said it would be a good deal to defeat the empress with eight lives."

Qingge looked at the boy and pursed his lips slightly.

When she attacked these boys, she poured a wisp of Yanbei Hanyan and a snow spirit bead healing power into the boy's body.

He calculated the time and used healing power to protect his heart, then closed his breath with Yan Beihanyan and pretended to be "fake death".

Of course, the boy was really endured, but healing power temporarily protected his life.

It is both fake death and real stupidity.

The reason why the boy was able to wake up was that Qingge inadvertently exerted healing power.

"This child must be crazy, it must be an hallucination. The tiger poison does not eat the child. I am his biological child. How could he attack him for the sake of profit?" The head of the Rong family said angrily.

The head of the Ye family also nodded and agreed: "Where is a father in this world who attacks his own child?"

Yang Hong frowned. The current situation is really hard to say. "Master Yang, the incident happened in the loft courtyard of the Sibu Camp. At that time, I looked at the windowsill on the ninth floor. I could prove it to the empress." The palace master said: "Although the empress was ruthless, the whip was not fatal. Moreover, the whip in the hearts of these children, as the empress said, were caused by a whip. Let me ask, if you continue like this, the children died on the spot. You are only here to come to the empress to seek justice now. It is too slow? There were other practitioners at that time, and they should have seen it.

Although the children were dying and half of their lives were gone, they were all carried away alive. But I have never seen any child die on the spot."

Finally, the palace master seemed to be worried that others would not believe it, so he added: "I would like to prove it to the empress with the four tribes and the head of the neck."

Qingge turned his head and looked at the hall master. When he looked at the hall master, he saw the smile blooming between the hall master's eyebrows and eyes.

In that gentle and bloody night, the palace master smiled evilly on one side of his lips, raised his eyebrows at her, and signaled her peace of mind.

"Dad, don't kill me, don't..."

The alive child ran all the way and rushed out.

"Master Yang, what they said cannot be regarded as evidence, and this child is crazy at first glance, and his words are not trustworthy." Master Ziyun Palace and Shangguan Rui came side by side.

Qingge sighed softly and walked towards the head of the Rong family, "I have a whole piece of divine-level true energy. When I used the whip, maybe no one noticed it. The whip was left with the whip. Master Rong, let me see your hands."

"Head Rong, let us show you my hand to make you clear your innocence." Yang Hong said.

The head of the Rong family gritted his teeth and stretched out his hands.

The faint power of the god-level true essence will appear clearly when it meets the power of the true essence released by Qingge.

As expected, the head of the Rong family had the power of true energy in his hands. There were tens of thousands of people in Mingyuan Villa, and there were only Ye Qingge who had the god-level true energy.
Chapter completed!