However--

The spiritual energy in the old man's palm had not been released yet, and the entire room had collapsed. The wine tables and chairs in the room were swallowed by the evil aura and turned into powder and collapsed, and there were crowds of people.

All of them were immediately covered in dust and in a mess, especially Lu Yinger and her newlywed husband, standing in a daze in the ruins.

Qingge chuckled, clenched Li Fugui's sleeves, and ran out.

Going down a hundred feet of stairs, the flowing clouds and the colorful clothes are like floating clouds, layered together, reflecting the mirror, flowers, water and moon, and the beauty is incomparable.

The sunset in the west, the floating moon in the east, the girl flowing through her blood, wearing a cloud-like dress, singing a shocking song.

Li Fugui's sleeve was in the girl's hands. He ran behind the girl. When he went down the ladder, he looked at the girl's back and watched the black hair gradually turn white in the afterglow, as if frost and snow fell on his head.

A smile appeared on the man's face—

It was indeed correct to bring her here.

It's a good wedding, but now it's a mess, so it's so satisfying to think about it.

The two got on the carriage, and the coachman drove his horse to Qingshi Town.

During this trip to the dragon, Qingge was very comfortable, and the twenty-fifth tendons and veins were cleared.

Qingge was wondering if he had time, should he come to Dragon Academy more often?

In the girl's arms, the little fox was lying on his slouch.

Qingge lifted him up and looked at him closely, "Are you sick?"

The little fox nodded his head and sent a voice to the soul: "Xiao Yueyue is sick, so she will get better after kissing her."

Qingge: "..."

Qingge subconsciously threw the little fox into Li Fugui's face and smashed Li Fugui's face. The little fox suddenly jumped back to Qingge's arms as if it was touched with something unclean. He looked terrified.

Looks like, "Oh my God, it's so terrible."

Qingge: "..."

Li Fugui's face twitched a few times. Although he couldn't understand the little fox's words, the little fox's eyes made him feel a chill.

*

It was already late at night after returning to Fuguitang.

Qingge lay in the quilt of floating clouds and using the moonlight, he looked through several pages of the animal taming book. Somehow, the more she read the animal taming book, the more interesting it became.

Something seemed to be bulging in the quilt, and it was still rolling forward until it fell into Qingge's arms.

Ji Yue curled up between Qingge's legs and trembled, "It's so cold."

Qingge: "..."

I have eaten so many tricks for eating tofu.

Qingge threw the little fox out. The little fox lay down like a dead body for a long time. He got up again, jumped onto the bed, put down the veil tied on both sides, looked at Qingge with a thief and said with a smile: "Madam, Chunxiao

A moment worth a thousand gold."

"Lu Ying'er's wedding today, Lord Li is in a bad mood. Why don't you go and comfort him?" Qingge put down the book and raised his eyebrows.

The little fox was shocked and hid into Qingge's arms.

Qingge laughed, put away the animal-taught book, lay down, and fell asleep peacefully in her arms with the little fox.

I don’t know why, but she was extremely stable when she hugged such a furry little meat ball and hibernated.

After years of birth and death, she would not relax when she was sleeping, and her spirits were tense into a string, so she was so alert.

In a trance, Qingge seemed to have arrived in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, with withered vines, old trees, crows, and small bridges and flowing water. It was like a peerless painting by the master. Every stroke was amazing and amazing.

The sky is blue, the clouds are white, the green grass and castles that stand in the ancient century. The cracks along the walls are traces left by the years.

It seems that chaos has just begun. Before Pangu, there was only such an immortal realm outside the world.

Qingge lingers and walks in a barren desert wearing a long robe with ink.

The steps are staggering, every step is full of strength, and every breath is wandering in life and death.

The ancient castle was getting closer and closer. She crossed the desert, dried up, squatting down by the lake, drinking sweet water.

The floating gate of the castle opened, and the girl walked into the distant ancient castle like a beauty in landscape paintings. Inside and outside the castle, there were simply two worlds.

Outside there were birds singing and flowers smelling, and there were vitality, but inside there were broken corpses and blood gathered on the ground, obscuring the silver silk boots under Qingge's feet, dyeing the boots into scarlet colors.

The blood was still rising, and the skeletons and lush white bones piled up into a mountain, as if a ghost was holding his remains, roaring and crying.

The top of the castle was hollowed out, the broken lamp was shaking, and the mutant beasts crawling in the blood came with blood, gnawing away the remaining flesh and blood in the corpse.

The blood river flows, the heaven and earth are desolate, the deep sea is buried in the mountains, the universe is united, and the nine states are the only one left.

The ancient voice, like a wise man, stood at the end of the sky, on the other side of the world, chanting the cycle of reincarnation in the world.

"Yi has Tai Chi, which gives birth to two yin and two yin and four yin and four yin and eight trigrams."

"Looking up at the eyes of the eyes of the eyes of the eyes, looking down at the hands of the emperor, and being in a position of high and low position, the two rituals are born."

"East God Qinglong, West God White Tiger, South God Vermilion Bird, North God Xuanwu, Jenny Huan, lonely and dead,"

"The world's momentum is to be united for a long time, to be united for a long time, to be united for a long time, to be vast and vast, who is responsible for the ups and downs?"

"yin and yang."

"world."

"Parity."

"Hard and soft."

"Xuanhuang"

"Chang Kun."

"Spring and Autumn."

"The messengers of night have been around since ancient times, and they have lived but never died, and they have lived or died. They have dark lives. The ghosts in the underworld, and the sacrifice of blood can be reversal of heaven-"

Qingge stood in the river of blood, allowing the river of blood to flow to her chest. The ancient sound was like a sword covering the sky, without murderous aura, but it made her feel like she was falling into hell.

She was like a trapped beast, unable to escape, and struggled without success, and could only watch herself struggling to death on this journey.

There was a hole at the other end.

The evil man in red robe walked out of the darkness, with a desolate look in front of him, his eyes were cold and he could not see the world.

Suddenly, four iron chains pierced his limbs. The moment the flesh and blood were torn apart, Qingge felt that her heart was stabbed hard, making her unable to breathe.

Ji Yue, it’s Ji Yue!

She lost her rationality and was crazy, running forward against the blood flow, her long black clothes were smudged in the blood like ink.

The moon sets, the crows cry, and the frost.

Jiang Feng, fishing fire, sleeping sadly.

The ancient castle was at the beginning of the killing, and the man's bones were broken, and the four chains that were shackled his limbs were pulled towards the end, his body was split, and blood mist was scattered all over the sky.

The girl fell into the blood river, and the blood ruthlessly submerged her. She got up in horror, and the blood mist in the sky filled her eyes.

That's-

Ji Yue's blood.

The nerves in the brain were like they were cut off with a sharp blade.

Qingge shook his head frantically, his grief was about to break, his eyes widened, and his evil spirit spread. The cracks along the castle walls spread rapidly until they covered the entire castle.

"No!"

The girl roared and hysterical.
Chapter completed!