That night, when Li Fugui came back, he was furious when he saw the wound on Bixishuang's neck.

In the middle of the night, he sneaked into Ji Qingfeng's room and beat Ji Qingfeng up, making him bruised and swollen.

Ji Qingfeng stood in the room in a mess, looking at the agile figure who was turning out of the window like a ghost, his eyes became sharper.

Li Fugui returned to the Fenyue Palace and hugged Bi Xishuang with heartache.

Qingge lay in the room and recalled what happened in the Tai Chi Hall.

At that time, she was in a daze, wandering on the edge of life and death, and could only feel the pain of ice, fire, and thunder powerlessly, but fortunately, she survived it.

That night, no one was around, and it was as quiet as this.

Qingge walked out of the door, stood in front of the yard, sat cross-legged, stretched out his hands, controlling the ice with one hand and controlling the fire with the other.

The ice is sealed for thousands of miles, and the fire is burning for endlessly.

In the dark night, Qingge's eyes are deep, her green eyes shine, fierce and charming!

A bronze mirror was suspended in front of Qingge. When Qingge raised her eyes, she saw the eyes reflected on the mirror, her green eyes, which were strange and weird.

Qingge stared at her, as she thought, once she summoned the Five Elements or Heavenly Art, her eyes would turn into a dark green color.

This is not recorded in the Eternal Life Stone, and the King of Yingwu did not know it, and Ji Yue was also very strange and confused.

The little fox lay softly on the side, looking at Qingge's eyes, his strange eyes became a little colder.

Qingge put away the ice and fire in his palm, stood up, patted his sleeves, and hugged Ji Yue. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a figure tearing.

Qingge walked forward and patted her shoulder.

Lu Yaoyao jumped and hurriedly wanted to take back the rice paper spread on the stone table into her sleeve.

Qingge saw a portrait on the white paper. The beauty in the painting is so charming that the whole country is cold and cold, arrogant, cold and familiar.

Lu Yaoyao lowered her head, "Miss Ye, I..."

Qingge stretched out his hand and "take it out."

Lu Yaoyao looked at Qingge's white and tender palm in confusion.

"Draw." Qingge said again.

Although Lu Yaoyao was unwilling to do so, she still took out the painting she had just hidden in her clothes, and carefully placed it on Qingge's hand like a treasure.

Qingge unfolded the rice paper, and in the painting, the fairy was wearing white clothes, holding the Yaoqin, the strings were scarlet, the pupils were indifferent, and all things in Tai Chi seemed to be no longer in her eyes.

Who would be such an independent woman who is not Ye Qingcheng?

The little fox rushed up, lay on Qingge's shoulder, and lazily raised his eyes to look at Ye Qingcheng's portrait.

Qingge raised his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his fingertips gently stroked the person on the white paper, allowing the undry ink to dye his fingers black.

I seemed to see a desperate woman sitting bent her knees and playing Fuxi's piano paranoidly.

"Who is she?" Qingge turned his head and asked.

Lu Yaoyao pursed her lips, and when she saw the portrait, her eyebrows raised and she smiled, "This is the God of Piano in the extreme north."

"The God of Qin?" Qingge's eyes flashed slightly.

"Yes, she is a god-like existence."

Lu Yaoyao was proud and proud, with bright eyes, "She took just a few months to conquer the extreme north, from the desert to the west, as long as she walked by, she would accompany her

The sound of nature, killing people with sounds thousands of miles away, she hates evil like a grudge. As long as she suffers great grievances, she will help others kill the enemy without paying money. She is not afraid of how many people hate her, she kills people

It makes people unable to open their eyes…”

Qingge suddenly listened to the voice about Ye Qingcheng.

I felt relieved when I learned that she was not in danger, but I knew that she was so paranoid and murdered, and I started to feel distressed again.

No matter what, she must go to the far north to experience this time.

"Why do you draw her?" Qingge asked.

Lu Yaoyao said: "I want to be a woman like her, as a woman as good as a man."

A few days ago, Lu Yaoyao went out to play and met a tiger hunting at night. At a critical moment, the sound of the piano sounded, saving her life.

She is the lady of a family in the far north.

"Do you know what her name is?" Qingge asked again.

Lu Yaoyao replied patiently: "I don't know, her face is covered with a veil, and I accidentally saw her appearance, which is amazing."

Qingge smiled and put the rice paper into the space bag, "How about giving it to me?"

Lu Yaoyao felt pain. Although she was reluctant to leave, she still nodded.

"It's late at night, take a break."

Qingge returned to the room and raised his footsteps, but he let it go in a flash, saying something that made Lu Yaoyao confused, "It's better not to be a woman like her."

Ye Qingcheng was too stubborn and didn't care about himself at all, and he stabbed himself twice for his friends.

Lu Yaoyao was in a trance.

The next day, Lin Chong came to Qingge and said that Lin Chan was displaced by Qingyao and asked not to return overnight.

"It seems that Qingsha Liuliu is ready to attack you." Qingge said, "You should have told me last night."

Lin Chong frowned, "I was afraid of disturbing the girl late last night."

"If you have something to do in the future, tell me as soon as possible, go and find Lin Chan."

Qingge got up and walked out. Bixishuang and Li Fugui followed him, and Lu Yaoyao stayed in the Fenyue Palace to practice.

"Lin Chan is in the third hill of Wuyou Mountain, and he was buried alive." Ji Yue sent a voice to Qingge's soul.

Qingge's eyes flashed with cold light, and immediately rushed to Wuyou Mountain. Qingyao Liuliu stood at the entrance of Wuyou Mountain with a white veil covered with a face. Seeing Qingge waiting for someone to come, she frowned and waved her arms, Qingyao Liuliu was wandering.

The man stopped Qingge and others.

"Ye Qingge? A rare guest." Qingyao said sarcastically.

Qingge ignored Qingyao's displaced and walked forward. Qingyao's displaced aura suddenly cooled, and others blocked the pass of Wuyou Mountain.

Qingge's gesture was like a knife, sweeping in the air, and immediately, the surface of these people's bodies was covered with ice and they could not move.

Qingge was about to move forward, Qinggao Liu blocked Qingge's way with his own body.

"Ye Qingge, don't be too arrogant. You want to cover the sky with one hand. Wuyou Mountain is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want." Qingsha Liuli said.

Qingge raised her eyebrows and smiled like a flower. She suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Qingya Liuli's neck, and then threw it on the ground, "Qingya Liuli, you really failed Elder Shi's expectations. Elder Shi handed you Wuyou Mountain,

It wasn't for you to abuse your power. Someone told me that you took Lin Chan away last night and buried him alive. I live in the Fenyue Hall of the Fourth Elder. As a dean, how could such a tragic and tragic thing happen?

Galan.”

Just as he was falling off the veil, Qingge quietly took away the jasper bracelet tied to the veil's veil's hand.

She is not a reckless person. She seems to be stupid, but in fact she has carefully considered it.

Buried alive-

When people around him heard these two words, they felt a layer of cold sweat coming from behind, and they all looked at the veil in horror.

However, some people think that Qingge is nonsense.

But there is no wind or wave, and there is no groundless thing.

Lin Chong was also confused...

When the people who were wandering away from the Liusha, he knew that Lin Chan had no good fruit, but he did not expect that the Liusha escaped dared to kill people in Jialan, and his methods were extremely cruel and he buried them alive.
Chapter completed!