Ji Yue always wants to leave. He is the king of the demon realm. How can he stay in a woman's body and stay in the dark and empty space-

It is true that Ji Yue doesn't mind, but Qingge minds.

She was willing to fight with him, not to cut off his wings in the name of love, imprison him, and shackle him, but to be a dragon, roaring in the nine heavens.

The evil man was lying on the Nine Dragon Throne's seat in the world of nothingness. Ji Yue held the handle of the seat with her elbows, her slender white and jade-like fingers supported her side brain, and the red mole at the tail of her right pupil was as charming as the shiny clouds. He gently raised his hand, which was deeply trapped in the wide sleeves of her coat. After hearing Qingge's voice, his hands froze in the air. He pursed his lips, languished down his strange pupils like a demon, and then put down his hands, playing with a strand of black hair hanging down his ears, with his eyebrows and eyes as handsome as he was.

If she doesn't like it, then he will just let her go.

As long as it is not fire, as for what extent is excessive fire-

Ji Yue narrowed her eyes, Qingge's body was injured, even if it was a slightest, it was too much.

Outside the realm of nothingness, Qingge discovered that the evil spirit of the spiritual energy was useless to the ghost fire of the Youlan Gate, so he gave up the use of the evil spirit to devour the spiritual energy attack.

The girl's body was burning in the fiery and bizarre flames. The blue fire, white hair, and dark clothes. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque. At this moment, she was even more stunning. The flames were cold and her breath was furious. A light flashed in her eyes. There seemed to be a dark green light flashing in the sky, and thousands of thunder rolled up. Qingge had an idea, thinking, if the spiritual energy was useless, what if it was attacked with spiritual power?

Although she is not a spiritual master like Dongling Cod, she has lived in her body for a total of two souls, and she has experienced two lifetimes, and her spiritual power is extremely powerful.

Qingge curled his lips, and was swift and violent. Under the sky spirit cap, the center of his brain released a continuous stream of powerful spiritual power. The spiritual power transformed into a scarlet spiritual fire under the control of her consciousness. It was hot and crazy, and it was full of violent aura, which was in contrast to the demon of the purgatory ghost fire of the Youlan Gate.

Qingge's mind moved slightly. When the blue ghost fire hit her, she controlled the spiritual fire and collided with it.

It seemed that a blue and red light beam rose from the ground, and the two vigorous streams of light were entangled in the Yulan Gate. Qingge's brow frowned fiercely, and his mental power seemed to be free of money, poured out of his mind until it suppressed the arrogance of the Yulan Ghost Fire.

Qingge did not relax his vigilance, and once again attracted the evil spirits from the twenty-fifth tendon veins. He took advantage of the victory and quickly swallowed the ghost fire inside the door like a whirlwind.

The blue ghost fire seemed to be able to feel the pain. When it was swallowed by the evil aura, it struggled and twisted for a few times, and then turned into a wisp of light smoke and disappeared into the door.

Qingge is quick and fast, and walks to the ninth floor of Lolita.

The ninth layer of spiritual energy swept through like a knife or a sword, like a wave on the sea, a hurricane in the desert, unstoppable and sharp.

Qingge's eyes were cold and his fingertips trembled slightly. The pressure of the ninth layer of Lolita's spiritual energy was too strong. There was no sign of surprise. She almost made her kneel on the ground. She suddenly stabilized, took root in the lower plate, her legs trembled slightly, and her kneecap seemed to be about to be broken by this pressure.

She gritted her teeth, and there seemed to be a towering mountain on her back, which made her unable to straighten her legs. Every time she lifted her legs, the flesh and bones on her legs seemed to be pressed into flesh by the spiritual energy.

Standing on the edge of the ninth floor, Bi Xishuang, who was approaching, held Qingge with a hand, his eyes full of heartache, and there was a stunning light.

Although she firmly believed that Qingge would stay, this did not come true. She knew how terrifying Lolita was. Although she believed Ye Qingge, she was worried that she could not stand it. When she saw Qingge coming out of the Youlan Ghost Fire Gate in a stubborn and cold manner, she walked into the ninth floor. Bi Xishuang was excited and excited, but she didn't know how to express her joy. She held Qingge's hand, clenched Qingge's arm, and used all her strength.

Qingge's face was a little pale. She could see that Bi Xishuang was happy for her. She curled her lips and smiled, and said jokingly: "If you don't let go, my bones will be broken."

Bixishuang realized it later and let go of his hands, his ears were red, and he laughed happily.

At this moment, Qingge discovered that there was another person standing in the ninth floor hall. The man was tall and tall, wearing a blue shirt, as gentle as the wind and as warm as spring. Although he was gentle and elegant, his indifference in his eyes was like an ice knife.

This human heart, which has always been hot outside and cold inside, cannot be shaken by anyone.

Ji Qingfeng—

Ji Qingfeng stood like an ice sculpture, with a calm smile on his lips, and his indifferent eyes were sharp and deep, which could see through everything in the world.

"If you fight for your life in the ninth level of the innate Ninth Level, you can only go to the eighth level of Lolita. You are very good." Ji Qingfeng said in front of Qingge.

Being unsurprising to praise and disgrace, being calm and quiet, being neither humble nor arrogant, not happy or angry, “I praise you.”

Bi Xishuang seemed to have noticed Qingge's idea that he was still going forward, and held Qingge's hand, "You are now third, so you can stay in Jialan, don't force it." She looked at Qingge worriedly, afraid that Qingge would be injured.

Qingge patted Bi Xishuang's arm, raised his foot, endured the cold wind on the ninth floor and cut the flesh into pieces, gradually approaching the tenth floor.

Qingge insisted on her, and Bi Xishuang did not persuade her. She knew that Qingge was not a reckless person, and at least she could protect herself.

Qingge approached Ji Qingfeng and surpassed him. At this time, it was already the center of the hall. Her body was covered in sweat. Her dark green clothes were already wet, and her soft hair was soaked in sweat. It was clear at all, and sweat beads dripping from the ends of her hair.

It's approaching, it's approaching again.

Qingge began to breathe, her red lips opened slightly. When she walked into the corner and stood in front of the blue light film door, Ji Qingfeng's voice sounded behind her, "Didn't you promised me that you would stay in Wuyou Mountain obediently and no longer appear in front of the Great Elder?"

In the hall on the ninth floor of Lolita, except Ji Qingfeng, there is only Bixishuang. Obviously, this is what Bixishuang said.

Bisshuang was silent.

Ji Qingfeng's voice sounded again, "Now, you not only appeared in front of him, but also asked him to give you the Life and Death Rotary Pill. Bixishuang, I am his biological son, and I can't recognize him openly. Why do you force him again and again? He is already a hundred years old. He stepped into the coffin with half his foot. How many more years would you let him live?" Although his words were intense, Ji Qingfeng's tone was calm and gentle.

Bi Xishuang smiled, and the bitter smell broke open on the corners of his lips, spreading into the bitter wind.

You can do it well, let him live for a few more years—

The most cruel words in the world are this. She devoted all the world and took out her heart. She had no regrets after being overwhelmed by this life, but she was unable to live her life.

Bi Xishuang lowered her eyes, and for a long time, raised a hideous scar face, looked at Ji Qingfeng, looked at him, and said, "Ji Qingfeng, do you think I will admire someone who is old enough to be my grandfather? Although my appearance is ruined, my eyes are not blind."

this--

It is her last dignity and proud posture. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!