The carriage turned around and headed towards the Ice Valley.
In the early morning, at dawn, as dawn breaks, the ice and snow gradually melt, condensing into water droplets and falling to the ground.
Qingge opened her eyes, her ankle moved slightly, and suddenly, the dragon chain made a crisp sound.
A maid came in, changed her clothes, applied medicine to the wounds on her face, and helped her wash up.
Qing Ge lay on the bathtub filled with floating petals and filled with white mist. The dragon chain on her ankle was replaced by her hand.
Qingge closed her eyes slightly.
She was like a demon doll, at the mercy of the maids. She had a stunningly cold face without any expression. Half of her face was covered with a jet-black mask. One of the maids reached out and wanted to remove the mask covering Qingge.
Mask on face.
Suddenly, Qingge suddenly grabbed the maid's wrist, and suddenly opened her eyes, sharp as a flash of lightning, squinting at the maid. The maid's face was pale and she was so frightened that she did not dare to breathe. Her pair of pitch-black eyes were as deep as the night.
It's so rich that it can swallow her up and kill her.
Even though she was imprisoned, she was still the aloof, graceful and dignified Four Kings!
The maid knelt on the ground and lowered her head: "Madam..."
"Go away." Qingge lowered her eyes, opened her thin lips and uttered one word.
"Can……"
Qingge looked at the two maids indifferently, with evil aura surging in his eyes, like a river of blood rolling. The maids were frightened and stood up to leave.
Qing Ge sneered and stood up from the bathtub. She was soaked all over. She simply covered herself with a long gown like a fire. Her scarlet color was so charming.
Qingge stretched out her hand and looked down at the dragon-locking chain on her wrist. She wanted to try again to see if she could use her spiritual energy to shatter the dragon-locking chain that imprisoned her wrist. If possible, she could use this to find something when she took a bath in the future.
Break through, gain freedom, and then do the next thing.
Qingge walked to the bed and sat down cross-legged. There was a circle of deep red on her delicate white ankles, which were the traces left by the dragon chain. The dragon chain was particularly heavy. Although she had gone through hundreds of battles, her skin was thin.
Tender meat.
"Haha——" Qing Ge sneered.
She raised her eyes and looked forward. The incense burner not far away was floating with a faint aqua blue color.
It is precisely because of inhaling this fragrance that Qingge's body becomes increasingly weak and weak.
"This is the fragrance of poppies and flowers." In the spiritual world, Nightmare said: "Smelling the fragrance of poppies and flowers for a long time will make people's limbs weak and weak, their consciousness will be scattered, and they will be at the mercy of others, especially when they encounter the fire element in the dragon chain.
The two collided, and the body couldn't bear it at all. It really belongs to his second uncle and grandma. This Mei Qingchen is determined to die."
After talking about it, Xiang became completely angry.
Even he who has lived for three hundred years cannot understand Mei Qingchen's behavior.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly.
She lowered her head, and the broken hair on her forehead covered her eyebrows. No one could see her face clearly. However, the temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly, as if she had entered the world of ice and snow in an instant. The moment Qingge raised her head, her eyes swept
The place he passed was like a biting cold wind howling.
Poppy potpourri…
A smile appeared in Qingge's eyes.
Did Mei Qingchen think she could keep her in this way?
It seemed that Mei Qingchen had already planned to imprison her for the rest of her life, even at the cost of damaging her body.
Time was running out, Qingge focused on the dragon chain, and saw her sitting cross-legged, like an old monk in meditation, motionless, concentrating and gathering energy. The vast and rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth was all penetrated into her.
In the pores, it wandered in his body, and finally gathered in the Dantian, where it was tempered. Qingge waited patiently, pulling the much stronger spiritual energy, and circulated in the body for several small days. When the spiritual energy reached a relatively full state,
In this state, Qing Ge poured spiritual energy into the dragon lock chain on his left wrist.
Qingge had an idea and added a large amount of water elements into her aura. The five elements of water she had learned and practiced had already reached the second level. Looking at the four-star continent, she was the only one. As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible.
, water is the nemesis of fire, the fire element in the dragon chain is too powerful, Qing Ge can only win by using the water element to contain it.
After the spiritual energy and water elements entered the dragon chain, there was a period of silence. Suddenly, the dragon chain was uncontrollable. As the chain vibrated, it flew around. Qing Ge, who was imprisoned by the dragon chain, also flew around like a scarecrow.
, smashed the diamond-shaped crystal lamp and luminous pearl hanging on the ceiling, and even the table made of obsidian was smashed by Qingge's body. Qingge lay on the ground on the debris, and the palms of his hands were cut by the obsidian fragments.
The blood was dripping, the skin was torn, and before she could react, flames erupted from the surface of the dragon chain. The flames went down along the chain and burned on Qingge's body. Qingge knelt on the ground, raised her head, her eyes were tightened, and she was filled with pain.
All the white hair on his head was dancing wildly.
The fire element in the dragon chain was like an enraged beast. It lost all reason and ran rampant, burning Qing Ge's body and still torturing Qing Ge's spirit and soul. Under the double destruction, Qing Ge only felt that there was no recovery.
His lips kept trembling.
The fire spread across her body and became her wedding dress.
The chain made a loud noise, dragging Qing Ge into the sky, and then smashed Qing Ge, who was covered in fire, on the wall. There were more than a dozen cracks like spider silk on the wall, and there were also Qing Ge's body.
The blood stains sang softly along the wall and onto the ground. She was in extreme pain. She was in a state of chaos, and her life was worse than death. Her mind was blank, and the scene in front of her eyes was blurry and hazy. She could only see that in the boundless darkness, there were
The fire was burning, and the flame turned into an evil devil, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed her in one bite.
ah!
Qingge fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
There seemed to be some seeds sprouting in her body, and the awakening process made her feel doubly painful.
Qingge rolled around on the ground.
The house was in a mess and stained with blood in many places.
Lock the dragon chain and slowly stretch it.
Qing Ge closed her eyes, frowned, and her lower lip was bitten.
Three thousand white hair, occasionally with blood, like snowflakes and red plums in winter.
At this moment, Luohua City, Yan Family.
A man wearing a golden mask sits in a dark room.
He suddenly stood up, looked out the window, and murmured to himself: "Ice Valley!"
The man was a little panicked, rushed out of Yan's house, flashed his eyes, and ran away.
Ice Valley.
inside the house.
Qingge opened her eyes, her eyes were dark green like snakes and scorpions.
Qingge crawled forward and saw a broken mirror on the ground.
She looked down and saw her evil face reflected in the broken mirror.
Green eyes.
White hair.
There is also a pair of sharp ears, which gradually become longer.
Qingge's face was flawless, and her blue eyes were incredibly beautiful.
What's different from usual is that this time, the green pupils take up one third of the eyes, which looks stunning and evil.
Qingge raised her hand tremblingly, grabbed her ear, and pulled it.